Summary: Joint fic. "It was your average snowy evening and …"
A/N: Hi all! This is a fic jointly written by myself and the amazing MysticSorceror! The way it's been going is I write a paragraph then she does, and then I do, etc. You get the point? This is just the prologue, but I hope you all enjoy it. Let us know what you think. I'll make sure all reviews are read by her too. So if you want to say something to her just say it. K? Thanks a bunch and here's the beginning…
Moments of Childhood
By: MysticSorceror and Different Child
Prologue
It was your average snowy evening and Hatori was sitting at his desk like any other day. The wind was howling, the snow was blowing, and the fire was crackling. Most people would take advantage of the weather by taking a break from work, but not Hatori. He was writing away, updating his files just like always.
Quietly someone approached the door and Hatori looked up, hearing the footsteps he marked the sound to the door and turned. There was someone coming, sighing again he expected Akito to be there, wanting some dosage of some medicine. "Akito," Hatori began in a stern voice before finding someone at the door who was definitely not Akito, "Hello?" he asked looking at the person standing there.
"H-hello," a little girl squeaked. "I got lost. Can you help me?" She then collapsed.Hatori immediately picked her up and took her to the couch. It wasn't hard to figure out what was wrong with her. She was cold and tired. Maybe a little rest would help. But, who was this girl? And why was she at his house of all the places she could have ended up?
Feeling his heart beat he looked at her and put a hand on her cheek, no! Why was he feeling a little attracted to her? He looked at her, she was feverish, sweat running down her head and she was shivering. She needed help, immediate action. Looking around he searched for the best options but then found the girl to be clutching to his hand, "Papa?" she asked in her sleep.
"Papa don't go. Please. Mama's already gone. Not you too. Please..." Her already weak and soft voice became inaudible as she fell into a deeper slumber. Papa don't go? What happened to this child's father? What happened to her mother? Most importantly why did she think I was her father?
Why is she even here? Inside of the Sohma gates? Is she a Sohma herself? What is this secret inside of her and why does she want me to help her? What is it within her that makes her so strong as to not worry? Why did she collapse? Pausing Hatori looked away and then stroked the girls hair back as she sighed, "Papa...I love you."
Hey again. This is just the beginning, but what did you think? Love it? Hate it? Don't know what to make of it? Please review and let us know. Thank you.