Letters
AN: I broke my finger… I broke my finger… I BROKE MY GOD DAMN FINGER AND CAN'T TYPE WELL!!!!!! Now that's over, on with the story. NOTE: this is the prologue. This is to see if people like the style, and the story otherwise I'll stop writing it. One other thing I need to add I added some slight twists to this…
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Dear Misao,
I miss you so much. Being stuck here is intolerable. I wish you were here to brighten life up some. I wish I could have gone with you to Kyoto. I am stuck here in Tokyo wishing I were with you. You must be having so much fun. You must tell me everything that is going on in Kyoto. I must know. It is dreadfully flat here. No one has come to the dojo. I'm so bored.
Much love your bored friend,
Kaoru
Dear Kaoru,
I only had only just arrived when your letter came. It is so very good to here from you. I am sorry to hear that Tokyo is so dreary. Kyoto is not much better. Okina is infuriating me to no end. He has gotten rid of my things and has bought completely new ones. They are all red! I know for a fact that, Misao and red equal don't look good together. I found that out a long time ago. Okina is also infuriating me because I am to take dance lessons on the new western styles. I don't know how to dance and don't wish to learn how. He has also made me listen to several lectures on the evils of letting my mind wander and wandering through Kyoto at night. I wish I were back in good old Tokyo with you.
Giving you my best,
Misao
AN: Okay that's it for the prologe. If you like it tell me by reviewing. If no one says anything I'll take it down.
Sky