Haruka sat in her room quietly not saying anything; she didn't know quite how to feel right now. She had just been told she was going to stay with her biological father and sent away from her mother. For years it had seemed like a dream that was out of her grasp; her desire to be free that just never seemed to happen.

She had always longed to and now she was getting her chance; she just never thought this day would come. The day she could finally be with her father and be the person she always wanted to be. But it meant leaving behind her mother; the person who gave birth to her and raised her. Someone who put up with her for years because she hated her new lover; yes it was selfish but Taka was just so fake to her.

She clenched her fists tightly and bit her lip; what if her dad didn't want her. What if he sent her away and denied that she was his. What if he had left her with her mother for a reason? Her head began to reel and a sickly feeling came over her stomach. God the idea of being neglected by him brought fear into her heart that she didn't think existed.

"Haruka?" Miaka said from the doorway her voice filled with concern. She had calmed down since earlier and was more reasonable now. Taka had gone out to the bar to relieve his anger after knowing his attempts to be a father to her had failed. She could understand his hurt but there was nothing they could do to change the feelings in her heart.

Haruka didn't say anything and simply sat where she was; how was her mother so strong and yet so weak at the same time? She had always come across as so lovey dovey and sweet; she never would have imagined her to be so strong.

Miaka entered the room and sat beside her daughter quietly; she had expected Haruka to act like this upon the decision. Yes it would be scary and frightening; but she had no doubt that her life with Tasuki would be fulfilled and happy. She could live a wild and adventurous life and learn how to defend herself from danger or enemies.

"Honey are you ok?" she said gently placing her hand on Haruka's lap. She could see the fear and doubt in her daughter's eyes. She was hesitating her decision to leave her behind. While part of her wanted to try and persuade her into staying; the result would be Haruka destroying herself further and projecting more hate onto Taka.

"I...that is...What if he doesn't want me?" Haruka burst out quickly her tone filled with fear. To not be wanted by the man who essentially aided in her creation was a thought not something she could bare.

Miaka's eyes widened; how could she think such a thing? Tasuki would be hesitant and shocked when she would arrive; but by no means would be abandon her. He wasn't that sort of a person.

She grabbed Haruka's shoulders firmly and stared into her greenish gold eyes intently "Haruka don't you ever think that; I know what kind of man your father is and he would never abandon you" she spat sharply. Being a bandit Tasuki was loyal to his comrades and they were all like his family; he loved them each like brothers. To have his child as a member would bring them closer and give him something to fight for.

Haruka's eyes gleamed with hope and she smiled at her mother warmly; she always knew what to say at the right time. She hugged her tightly and breathed in her warm smell; she loved her so much but she couldn't stay here anymore.

"I love you Haruka" Miaka said fondly. No matter what choice she made or how crazy she may act; she would always love her daughter. Her heart was breaking at the fact she was letting her go way too early; but she knew she was making the right choice.

"I love you too mum" Haruka whispered quietly her voice cracking. Of all the people around her; her mother had never once tried to make her change. While she was unsettled by her rebellious and Yankee like nature; she never once made her change. That was what earned her a special place in her heart.

Miaka pulled away and smiled warmly; she then handed her a bag of all her clothes. She had pre packed for her when she was thinking. Like a good parent she would smile and egg her on to follow her dreams.

While Haruka was wearing her uniform it wasn't appropriate for the book world. She had thus packed her some pyjamas, cool attire for wearing as a bandit and a Chinese style garb outfit. She had learned the hard way as a student just how lewd and disgusting the slums of Konan could be towards young women in sailor uniforms.

"Papa is waiting for you in the book; when you transport in think of Mt Reikaku and you will be taken there instantly. That way you will save yourself a lot of trouble" Miaka said fondly. When she was a priestess in the book; by imagining Hokkan she was able to transport without difficulty. If Haruka did the same it should work for her upon entering the world of the book.

Haruka stared into her mother's eyes intensely; what she was doing meant more than she knew. She had never been happy in this world; the people picking on her for looking funny and acting like a rebel; but also the fact she could never see her father.

"If you miss me; just go to Mt taikyoku and Taiitskun will let you communicate with me" Miaka reassured her fondly. Being able to watch her daughter grow from the world of the four gods would bring her some reassurance of course.

With that Haruka leapt into her mother's arms and clung to her tightly; she never thought saying goodbye would be so hard. But she had wanted this for so long; and now she could learn about the man who helped create her. "I'll miss you" she sniffed tearfully her voice cracking. She loved her mother more than anyone else in the world; so leaving her behind was harder than she thought.

Miaka bit her lip clutching Haruka tightly; god she would miss her. Her smell, her warmth and her company; but forcing her to stay would only bring her sorrow. "You better look after yourself you hear? I won't be happy if I hear you've gotten into more trouble" Miaka sobbed tearfully clutching the young redhead.

If anything were to happen to Haruka in the book she would never forgive herself; to this day she still couldn't forget the trauma of Yui's attempted rape. If something like that were to happen to Haruka she would snap.

Haruka put up a brave front "Of course I will; I'm no softy!" she said firmly her tone stubborn. She was a fighter till the end; no one would ever tame her unless she wanted to give up her heart.

Miaka smiled fondly tears stinging her eyes again; she truly was her father's daughter without question. Her spark burned just as brightly as the flames he emitted with his fan.

"Be happy Haruka; if nothing else" she whispered quietly. All she wanted as a mother for Haruka was for her to be happy. And if it meant living in the fictional world of the book then so be it.