Too big of a mouth for
too little of a conscience
Chapter: Practice the beginning
"So you decided to give my tale a shot... well I guess I should start by telling you what you got yourself into. You see I am the only daughter of a sweet veterinarian and a wise dojo owner. I have a cool Godmother and other family members. I only have a friend worth mention and his name is Makoto. God, I miss him so much. Now that I am stuck in this place all by myself I truly appreciate them. I though I was used to be alone but now I know that my childhood is nothing compare to this.
My name is Hikari and I am 13 years old. I am ok looking depends on who you ask. You ask my family I look adorable, you ask Makoto I'm a goddess, you ask my peers I'm a freak and/or plain girl, and I ask you and you don't care, besides it's not like you can actually see me, so I refer my self as human looking. I have long ebony hair and chestnut eyes. Then again, this being Tokyo, who doesn't look like that! I wish I had freckles like Makoto they're cute. My true passions are swordsmanship and martial arts unlike other girls that are into pop idols.
But none of that is important unlike the day that the story starts. It all starts at the Inuyasha festival of the Hiigarashi temple. Here people celebrate the legend of the Shikon jewel, that's the actual name of the festival but I like to call it in name of Inuyasha. Ever since I was a kid my father used to tell me all these fables while we meditated and this one has always been my favorite. That night was going to be my night since I was going to do the sword dance by moonlight but I just had to do what I pleased. I am so stubborn. BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! Anyway we should start the story so you guys get what's happening too..."
It was 3:00pm on a Friday after noon at the Hiigarashi temple. The whole place was full of people decorating for the big celebration that was to be held that week. The traditional Japanese lights, the booths of game and food and the stage where at the middle of the night by the light of the moon it would be told the legend of the shikon no tama like every year. But now it was busy and full of people making last minute arrangements.
At the center of the stage there was me on my knees facing what at that moment was the imaginary public. With my eyes closed and my hands almost reaching the sword in front of me. With a quick movement I rapidly took the sword and released it from its sheet. With movements as graceful as possible I started to dance while managing the sword on my hands.
-Looking good!
A strong female voice broke my concentration making me miss the step, trip and lose the sword from my hands. The sword went flying falling next to the woman that called me.
-Whoa, what a close call!
The woman laughed pulling the sword from the space from the ground between her feet.
Hikari: No kidding Godmother. Why don't you scream louder next time to see if I can give you a hair cut?
"This is my dear Godmother K-chan, as I like to call her. Like me you will get different answers about her character. If you ask her best male friend, aka my dad, you will hear things like "She can be so annoying! I swear that her only talent is torturing me, that and making Hikari and my wife torture me along side with her!" You ask her best female friend, aka my mom, and you would get stuff like "She's very cool once you win over her good side. She truly can be more than it meets the eye." and you ask me and you get stuff like "I love her! She's my best friend ever!"
My godmother had black hair cut in layers and brown rectangular eyes. She was very beautiful in a mysterious kind of way. Unlike my mom who is also very beautiful in a different kind of way. My mom has a sweeter air while my Godmother has a more firm kind of aura around her, and yet it was kind and very friendly.
Godmother: You truly are a rare bug.
Hikari: I like the word special better.
I replied as she took the sword back. She gently sat on the side of the stage and became my public during my practice. Even as distracted as I was practicing the dance over and over again I knew she was getting into that emotional moment grow-ups usually have for their kids.
Godmother: You sure are growing up…
I told her hoping she would understand how proud I am of her seeing her like that. She was training so hard. She's always into something that she wouldn't use but still very passionate about it. Then again swordsmanship created character and Hikari liked to show it off. Hikari was 13 now and becoming quite pretty. She looked a lot like her mother, which is a good thing considering what an idiot was, is, and will be her father. Oh wait, that was only with her. And it was true that I like to bug him as often as I can.
I watch the cherry blossoms fall and the breeze spin them around my Goddaughter making her look so lovely. I truly had changed and so has she. If she were to look behind she wouldn't have guess that things would go as wonderful as they were doing now. She dances and moves with her sword. She truly inherited the only good things about her father, and those not so good are left behind. Things are different and things must change while keeping in our hearts at the same time. That's the true concept of evolution in the human nature.
I take the package from my bag. It was a medium sized box I convinced her mother to allow me to bring. I knew how happy she would be with it knowing she was such a fan of it. Like her dad she loved all these things that made her weirder than she already was to the rest of the world. But that was truly part of her charm and beauty, the talent of being who she was.
Hikari ended her dance and simply stood there watching the cherry blossoms and leaves float into the air. The smell of the air was so sweet and the time seemed so calm, even if the rest of the temple was noisy, that moment of catching the chilly air from her exhaustion.
Godmother: Good looking there. And it will be better with the kimono you have to wear.
Hikari: Oh, don't even get me started with that thing. I'll look like a bottle of Pepto-Bismol. Why don't you guys write "dork" on my forehead?
Godmother: What's wrong with a white kimono with red and pink cherry blossoms ALL over?
She asked with a smirk knowing what the problem was: my kimono choices where more pink and cutesy that a kid's show. I bet Barney will come here and drag me along to his show. Ugh, I shudder at the thought of that even happening. But it's tradition on wearing something like that. Well I think some traditions are stupid and meant to be broken, right? It used to be tradition to arrange marriages and you don't see my dad getting a husband for me, but then again he's so NOT thrilled at the idea of me dating, he even glares at Makoto from time to time and he's my friend.
Godmother: Well if that's such a trouble your mother and I came with a half time solution to your problem.
Hikari: Knowing you guys I'll ask you to define me "solution"
She gave me the package she had beside her while I looked at her suspiciously. I sat down next to her and opened the package. I gasped and squealed, like the girl deep down I am, as she took out my new kimono. It was royal blue and had chibi Inu-yashas and swords all around it.
I squealed and jumped. It was truly the coolest kimono ever. I mean look, here's a chibi killing a demon. How adorable! I jumped into my godmother's arms as I felt so happy and jumpy. But then I remembered her words. I looked up at her and asked with a hint of regret
Hikari: What do you mean with half time solution?
Godmother: Aaww! You remembered and here I was enjoying the whole touching moment.
She evades my question with a joke. Same thing she does very often to my dad. And like my dad often do, I feel pissed.
Hikari: -glaring- Again, what do you mean with half time?
Godmother: Well you still have to wear the other kimono--
Hikari: -groan-
Godmother: But--but you only have to wear it to do the dance. If you don't mind the hassle of changing twice you can wear this Kimono before and after the dance. And there can be NO buts when you have to change. Deal?
Hikari: -sigh- Deal.
Godmother: Good girl. And question.
Hikari: Yeah, what?
Godmother: Don't you have martial arts/swordsmanship class today?
Hikari: Yeah but it's at 4pm.
Godmother: Honey, its 4:10pm. Man, you'll dad will get so pissed.
Hikari: You're kidding?
Godmother: Nope.
Hikari: Aaaahhh!
My voice filled the whole place making everyone stare at me while I push my way out of the place and into my doom for being so late
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Hikari: What the slag? I remember the first chapter to be longer!
Althena: Very true. Still I decided to correct some things and split it in two.
Hikari: -glaring- I get the feeling you were lazy.
Althena: Well… that too.