Hello, Nijiko-Chan here!!! Thanks for your reviews guys!!! Even though there were only 3, if I get any reviews, it would make me happy.  If I had got one, I would still be all giddy in delight that at least one person liked my work.  So I'm really happy.  A big Thank You to all that reviewed. ^_^ And on with the story.  Oh, and one more note, I'm going to guess that Botan is Buddhist, and umm, in the following situation in the chapter, at them, they were white, not black, well in modern days they can wear black but this story is back then, oh well.  Sorry, I only know info about one kind of Buddhism, I don't really know Zen Buddhism which would be in Japan, but hey, just go with the story.  Ok, that's all I gotta say, so, on w/ the story, Enjoy!! (if possible, it could be so bad you might not like it, ohh, *starts bickering with myself, freaking out, someone throws a rock at my head and I shut up*, enjoy!!!)

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Chapter Two: Stumbling Blindly Into

            Rain moistened wind blew cerulean colored hair into the face of a young women as tears slowly flowed down her face.  She looked around her at the faces mirroring her own.  The white of their clothes blew with the breath of the wind and made them stand out amongst the gray of the sky, and dull brown of the earth.  Botan rose a hand to push the strands of hair away from her face just as a powerful gust of wind and rain once again stuck her body.  She shivered, but did not feel the coldness that ran through her body.  Her pink eyes held a deep sadness within them that numbed it far more than the storm could ever. 

She watched as a carved, lacquered chestnut-colored box was lowered into the ground and the tears that had stopped momentarily started once again to well in her eyes.  A lump formed in her throat as she tried to hold them back and she tightened her hold on her mother's hand as she heard her let out another heart wrenching sob that shook her body. 

Botan looked down at her mother's bowed head that shook as she tried to calm her tears.  Her mother reached her hands up and clasped Botan's shoulders, weeping silently.  Botan placed her hands lightly on her back, trying to comfort her.  She tried to hold back her tears, trying to show her bravery.

"It's O.K. mother, I miss him too."  She said as her tears choked her throat and threatened to come back again.  She looked to her left, at the craved box that had been lowered into the ground, memories slowly passing in her head.  She looked to the grave's side and saw the flowered wreaths that were given by funeral guests and family members to the dead. 

A man stood in front of one, picking out the nicest flowers to pass out to the mourners.  Botan looked to side as one man tapped her, offering her a flower to throw into the burial hole.  She chose a  rose and peony, handing the peach-colored peony to her mother.  Her mother let go of her shoulders and took the flower, casting it into the grave to lay atop her son's coffin.  Then she walked away, leaving Botan to stand in front on the crypt alone.  She looked into the deep hole, tears clouding and obscuring her vision. 

She looked at the rose in her hand and brought it close to her nose, smelling it's sweet scent one last time before it would enter its place of darkness.  She closed her eyes, trying to remember its sweet fragrance.  Her mind suddenly blanked and her eyes darted open, her tears gone and instead replaced with a determined gaze.  She threw the rose into the grave, though her eyes remained fixed on it even when it had reached the smooth lacquered surface of the coffin.  She turned her pink eyes to the ground then the sky, then closed them, allowing her mind to race. 

            The person that lay in the coffin had been a large part of her life and now he was gone in one night.  Anger suddenly flashed within her, its dark flame embedding itself in Botan's mind.  She gritted her teeth, willing it to go away but at no avail.  Her mind replay memories of the deceased person over and over again.  And all the while it pondered:  

This person did not need to die, he was only protecting his country, it wasn't fair for him to die!

Pictures of happiness, comfort, and pain they had shared together filed through her head as the stream of tears on her face started to flow more rapidly once again.  She fell to the ground clutching her head and staring at the soaked ground, the mud discoloring her white clothing as it splashed up from her weight.  Members of her family ran over to her touching her shoulder to help her up, but she refused and shrugged them away.  Tear coursed their way down her cheek as her mind screamed with grief.  Sadness tugged at her heart as she came to the biggest decision of her life.

I swear that I will avenge you one day.  I'll get revenge for you one day big brother.

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