Prolog
Would you only love someone with money, or would you love someone for who they are? My name is Kagome Higurashi. Last month, something terrible happened to my Mom, Dad, and Grandpa. They died. I don't know how or why. It was just another ordinary day. I got up, ate, went to school, but I came home late.
Why? Maybe if I came home earlier, this would not have happened. When I stepped into my house, no one was in site. I thought that they all went out…but I was wrong. I went into my living room, and I saw something awful. Lets just say that my Mom, Dad, and Grandpa were on the ground, but I didn't see Sota anywhere. I checked everyplace in the house that I could think of.
At last I found him. He was in my closet, eyes closed, curled in a ball. He opened his eyes and looked at me. He then started to cry. He said he thought that he was the only one alive. I was in shock, so I didn't do anything.
Finally, I started to cry. Everything I known, except Sota, was dead. We went to an orphanage, while police investigated the crime. I didn't bother telling anyone. If I did, they would only feel sorry for me, and try anything to cheer me up. I knew they would eventually find out from the news.
Sota and I had to answer a few questions separately but Sota didn't want to be alone. They understood, so both of us went into the same room, at the same time. I don't quite remember anything except Sota crying very hard. After the questions, we went back to the orphanage. No one took us in, so we staid there.
Over time, it was very frustrating, so I decided to leave. Sota came with me. I told him to stay, but he didn't want to be "alone". So, we started to live on the streets. Lovely. And that takes us to where we were before…
Authors note: Well, that's what I have so far, I'll try to keep it updated! R&R please!
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