Disclaimer: In no way….absolutely no way…do I own OHSHC! And seriously Hatori Bisco would hit me upside the head if I did.

Chapter 1: Past reminders

The day started out lovely, perfect even Takashi and Makoto had gone out on a field trip on their own, feeling like an adventure But suddenly everything went wrong.

- Help me Taka-chan!!- Makoto cried.

- Mako-chan, take my hand!!

- I cant reach you……-Makoto streched as far as she could and finally Takashi grabbed her hand- Don't let me go Takashi!!

- Mako-chan, youre slipping- Takashi tried to hold on as much as he could, but alas he was weak. Makoto slowly slipped through his hands and the las thing he heard from her was…..

-Takashi!!!!

- Makoto!!!!!

18 year old Takashi Morinozuka was sitting near the window. He dint pay much attention to the girls sitting beside him. Mostly the one who did most of the talking was his cousin Mitzucuni Haninozuka, or Hunny as his friends called him. It wasn't as he didn't like to talk, he just didn't have a good enough reason. Talking to people was easy, yet to him it seemed more tedious and boring. Ever since he was a little he learned that being silent and letting others take conclusions was the best way to make hi life easier.

- Mori-sempai, what do you have to say about this- said a girl sitting next to him.

-Hmmmm- was all he answered most of the time.

- Don't mind him- said Hunny- Takashi isn't much of a talker

Hunny was more open, something Mori envied so much. Though he was older and also there was this big difference of appearance. Mori was tall and thin, he sometimes had a fierce look in his small black eyes yet he never was angry. Hunny on the other hand was completely different. Big honey brown eyes and a bubbly look, Hunny looked like an eternal twelve year old.

- Why is Mori-sempai so serious?- asked another girl.

- Oh, well Takashi is just letting you ladies decide what you want- said Hunny with a bubbly voice.

- But it would seem as though he is serious today more than ever- said the girl.

- Oh, Takashi is only overworked that's all. Who wants cake?

- MEEE!!!!- said all the girls.

Mori turned around and continued to go deep within his thoughts. Takashi seemed to be remembering the moment that made him who he was now. To many people Takashi Morinozuka was just serious because he didn't like to talk to people. But not many know that there is a reason to that silence. A very big secret that only Hunny knows, and he will never tell anyone else.

- Hayyaaa!!- screamed Taylor Mackenzie as she was throwing down her coach down after a practice fight.

- Ok, that's a wrap- said the coach Walter Mackenzie, all dizzy from fall.

- I'm sorry, coach!- blushed Taylor. She was very strong yet sometimes she didn't measure her strength.

- Don't be, with this technique we are sure to win the championships in Japan. I'm proud of you Taylor!- he was getting up and patting Taylor on the back.

- Coach, do you really think I can make it?- Taylor asked doubting. She had been training fiercely for five months now and she had enough strength to qualify for the championships in Japan, one of her biggest dreams, yet she still felt a bit nervous.

- Of course! I wouldn't be training you if you weren't- he gave her a bottle of water and a towel- don't tell me you are having second thoughts about this?

- No, but I was only asking. I have this uneasy feeling, but don't mind that, I'm sure we will win.

- Taylor, you are a very strong girl and a confident one for that matter, I know that when you worry it's not because of something silly. Now tell me what's wrong.

- Coach, call it a sixth sense, or déjà vu but I seriously have a weird feeling about Japan. I don't know, I can just feeling.

- Taylor, I think that you have been battling for far too long to give up now. You're dream is one step away from being realized and you are about to chicken out, now that isn't the Taylor I know.

- I feel like I've been there before, I don't know why, but I just feel it. I mean I barely remember anything about when I was little…..you know what never mind. Let's beat this thing and win that golden trophy!

- That's the spirit! Now why don't we go practice some laps?

- DAD!

- Alright, lets get some brunch- Walter grabbed Taylor by the hand and they went off to the house.

Taylor was very happy with her father, he was everything to him. He was his mentor and tutor, he was his coach and friend but most of all he was her father. Taylor always had fun with her father. She would have loved to have a mother, but Walter was single since forever.

The Mackenzies weren't a normal family. In fact they weren't family at all. Walter found Taylor when she was a tiny 8 year old. She had been wondering around the streets for a while with no remembrance of her past nor without any knowledge of who she was. He felt compassion for her. At that tender age she was struggling to survive in the streets. He decided to let her in his life and give her a father figure to follow. Since she didn't have a name, he adopted her with a new name, Taylor Mackenzie. Taylor was the name of Walter's late mother.

When he found her she was so filthy and her clothes were almost ripped apart. Once he cleaned her and fed her, she was amazingly beautiful. Her light brown hair so wavy and soft, her amazing green ivory eyes that seemed so big, and her tender white skin made her look like a small princess. She grew up and her beauty became even more notable. Once she became a full fledge teenager she had to cut her hair short because of her training, also because Walter was sick of the boys following her. Since she didn't have a female figure to follow she struggled a bit and still had a tomboyish nature.

- Dad! Get out of that bubble, I'm not training more today, I've had quite enough- Taylor said to Walter as he was staring at his food.

- I'm sorry honey, I was only thinking of something.

- And then you blame me for being so distracted. What were you thinking?

- About the day I met you. the cute little fierceness I found in the alley.

- And let me guess, ever since then I have illuminated your life- Taylor said sarcastically.

- Well believe it or not, you did- Walter smiled and gave Taylor a rub through her hair. Taylor knew that she was adopted and for so long she thanked god that she had a great father like Walter to be with her.

- Ok, so we better get ready for bed, tomorrow is a big day and we have a lot of distance to travel to Japan- said Walter.

- Alright, let me wash the dishes and I'll clear the beds.

Taylor never complained about doing chores, in fact she enjoyed them. She was the only woman in the house and she had to take care of her dear Dad. She put on her usual flowered apron and began to clean the dishes and soon after she made her father's bed.

- Ok, time to hit the bunk- said Taylor. Walter came in the room and laid flat on the bed. He took off his shoes and snuggled in the sheets as Taylor gave him a kiss in his forehead.

She went to her room to change into her night clothes. Her usual white tank top and her purple shorts. She laid on her bed and began to think about her tournament and her goals, but most of all in Japan. There was something there that startled Taylor.

"I have to figure out why does that country give me such a shiver, and tomorrow I will" she thought as she fell fast asleep.

A.N. Wooooo!! Chapter ONE!! we are just getting started. Don't worry my fellow readers I am still writing "Sweet Ashes" but my writers block is seriously blocking me! Anyways how do you like this story? Let me know please review!!! Got to book it! Love yall!!

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