Chapter 1
"Daddy!" A high-pitched voice filled with alarm screams. "DADDY!"
"Yeah, Miyuki?" I tiredly run my hand through my red hair. I'm going to go bald with the stress this girl causes me.
She runs into the living room, popping up behind the couch.
"There's a big spider in my room!" She points down the stairs, in the basic direction of her room.
"Why are you so scared of spiders?" I sigh and shake my head. I get up and head down the steps.
"Cause they crawl into your ears at night and still your dreams!" She huff, following close behind.
I stop and look down at my daughter, wondering what exactly goes through her little red head.
"Did you brush your hair today?" I tease.
"Umm... yes?" Miyuki quickly attempts to smooth out the wild mess she calls her hair.
I chuckle and ruffle her hair, purposely messing it up more.
At the bottom of the stairs, I peek into the doorway of the only room down here. I scan the room, trying to locate the supposed spider. I spot it perched in a wall, almost out of my reach.
Miyuki puts her hands on her hips, "TIME TO KILL THAT SPIDER!" She then proceeds to push me into the room and quickly back out to what she thought was a safe distance.
I just laugh, "Of course,"
~~~(2 weeks later)~~~
Miyuki bolts into the kitchen, nearly exploding with excitement.
"Daddy, Mommy!" She says in a sing-song voice. "What'd you get me?"
"Get you for what?" Yuki teases.
"My birthday remember?" She explains, an obvious look of disappointment on her face. "I'm turning 7! You've gotta get me a present! It's like, the most important thing ever! ...Next to Christmas, of course."
The two of us share a look and laugh, confusing Miyuki further.
"I'm kidding, honey," She reaches under the sink and hands her a large box.
It was wrapped in blue, shiny, wrapping paper with a red bow. Miyuki could barely hold it as she slid into her seat and set the gift ontop of the table. She stood up and observed it for a few seconds.
She slides the ribbon off carefully, then rips off the rest of the wrapping paper. She digs through the ocean of packing pellets impatiently before revealing her gift: A small dagger that was passed down through out the family for generations.
"Hey, a knife!" She waves the dagger around a bit.
"What do you say?" I remind her.
"Thank yoouu." She sings as she admires the weapon with glee. She sets it down and turns her attention on me, waiting expectantly.
"And here's my gift to you," I hand Miyuki a small box.
She looks at it skeptically, comparing it to the size of the box her mom had given her. She pouts her lip out a bit and opens it. Her eyes light up as she pulls out a necklace with a large heart as the pendant.
"I love it! Thank you so, so much!" She looks inside the heart locket and sees a picture of her family. "These are the best gifts ever!"
"I'm glad you like it so much," I fasten the necklace around her neck carefully. "Now go brush your hair." I smirk.
"Do I have to?" She groans.
"Yeah, get to it."
Miyuki runs off down the hall to the upstairs bathroom.
Yuki sighs, "I'd give anything to keep that girl safe..."
"To bad she's usually gets herself into unsafe problems."
A loud crash and a large thump comes from upstairs. "It wasn't me!"
I share a look with Yuki and sigh, "It's your turn.
"Hm," Yuki heads upstairs to see what happened.
"I swear it wasn't me!"