"I'm sorry, Miyako-san, I haven't heard from Fawks-chan in a while…" Mrs. Higarashi began.

"Oh…" she lowered her head. "I was just hoping…maybe Kagome-chan heard from her…"

"I haven't really heard from Kagome either. She left home after high school to get married. Perhaps Fawks did the same…"

"Maybe…" Miyako forced a smile, "Anyway, thank you for your time"

Mrs. Higarashi watched her go with a sad sigh, "…that poor girl. The least her sister could have done was let her know she wasn't coming back…"


Miyako boarded the train solemnly, taking a seat by a group of elderly women. It had been nearly two years since her little sister went missing without a trace. At first she thought Fawkeisha was merely staying with her friend Kagome until she finished school, not that anyone could blame her. Their father had been nothing but violent and hostile to the girl and with Miyako in college, she could no longer protect her. Finding out her younger sister was no longer with their father gave her peace of mind.

The last time Miyako had seen her was her high school graduation. Even though she didn't encounter the girl since then, Fawks was always sure to call her once a week and fill her in on what was going on with her.

Suddenly, the calls stopped.

A month went by with no word from her and Miyako was sick with worry.

She went by Fawks' work, her known friends, she even got in touch with Fawkeisha's mother's family in America but none of them had heard from her. Miyako had even gone so far as to fill out a missing person's report. Now she went by Kagome's family shrine every few weeks to see if they'd heard from either Fawks or Kagome. The answer was always the same.

At first, Miyako had assumed that the girls had run away together but Fawkeisha had always insisted that Kagome was straight and they were just friends. Still, the Higarashi's lack of concern unnerved her. They made Miyako feel like she was crazy for worrying so much about her own sister.

Miyako squared her shoulders, she was going to find her sister if it was the last thing she did. She got off the train at Shibuya, intent on checking up at her sister's old job once again. She knew they were getting sick of her but at that moment she couldn't care less.

Fawkiesha's place of employment was an okama bar where she worked as a bartender. Miyako had shown some apprehension about it, but Fawks said she loved her job and the okamas she worked with. Who was she to judge if it made her sister happy?

Miyako glanced at the address just before she was knocked off her feet. She held back a cry as she collided with the ground. The man who was now towering over her growled a curse, "Watch were you're going, clumsy woman…!"

Miyako shrank back, unsure what to say.

"Now, now…! Is that any way to speak to a lady?"

Miyako's gaze drifted to the woman at his side. She was beautiful and elegant, draped in fur. Her long dark hair seemed to drift on an unseen breeze and her eyes were so light they seemed almost golden. She was accompanied by several men in suits, arms laden with shopping bags.

"But, my lady…!" the man interjected. The woman raised an eyebrow at him, "Was I unclear?"

The man hesitated before helping Miyako up, if not roughly, "…sorry…"

Miyako nodded, afraid to even speak. No doubt this woman was the wife of some yakuza, who knows what would happen to her for even talking to them.

"Are you alright, my dear? You had quite a hard fall…" the woman approached her, her gifted eyes running over Miyako's stiff form.

"Yes…thank you…"

A soft delicate hand caught her chin, lifting her face so she was gazing into the woman's eyes.

"My, what lovely eyes you have" she smiled making Miyako's knees go weak.

"…thank you…" she mumbled.

"You seem quite troubled, darling. What has upset you so?"

The words escaped her before she could stop them, "…my…sister…she's missing…"

The woman's lips twitched in what Miyako thought was a smirk. "What a cruel girl to make her elder sister worry so…"

With that she pressed a kiss to Miyako's forehead, her lips filled the girl with a strange warm from her head to the tips of her toes.

"Don't fret, child. You will see your sister soon enough. Go home and rest, in the morning you will be at peace" she smiled.