Another chapter done! Thanks to rainyRae for the editing.

Kaoru's P.o.v.

It's almost scary how fast I got a reply to my question. I sat there two days after posting my question staring at the answer.

"Amelia isn't the only one that's seen him. I've seen him in New York City." -John, United States 2014

That's two sightings. I wonder if there's more. I want to head to New York to see this look alike of mine or Hikaru's I suppose. I glance out my window and see my mother out in the garden. I smile; she looks relaxed. I turn back to the computer, and refresh the page. There's a new comment.

"This boy is definitely out there. He saved me from a mugger yesterday. I asked for his name and he said it was Hikaru. I looked him up online, and here I am. It's crazy what this article says. It sounds crazy that I've seen him, but I know what I saw. Hikaru Hitachiin is in New York City, and I'm going to find him again tonight." -Hannah, United States 2014

"Hannah, I'm looking for Hikaru. Will you text me?" -Kaoru Japan 2014

I include my phone number in the comment. I refresh the page repeatdly. No answer. Then my phone vibrates.

FROM: UNKNOWN
SUBJECT: Hikaru :)
Hey, Kaoru it's Hannah from the website. What do you want to know about Hikaru?

I smile a little bit.

TO: Hannah
SUBJECT: RE: Hikaru :)
Thanks for the contact. I want to know why there's an article saying he died in the mid 1800's.

Her reply comes fast.

FROM: Hannah
SUBJECT: RE: Hikaru :)
Well, I want to find him in an hour or so. I must say I'm curious myself. I'll let you know when I find out more.

TO: Hannah
SUBJECT: RE: Hikaru :)
Thanks.

She doesn't reply after I thank her, so I stand up and stretch. I want to take the search into my own hands.

I walk to my bed, and pull my suit case out from under it and I begin haphazardly throwing my stuff into it.

It's almost as if something is calling me to America.

I pull out a piece of paper, and begin to write an explanation to my mom. I set it on my bed, feeling surprisinly little remorse for leaving. I suppose I'll feel guilty later when it hits me what I've done. Delayed reaction and all. With mom at work today, it'll be a sintch to sneak out.

I leave my room, and tell my maid to call the car around. In the car I request to be taken to the airport. The driver casts a questioning look, but pulls out of the driveway anyway. I smile; I'll probably get in huge trouble when I come home, but right now I need to let destiny carry me to where I need to be.

The airport is only a ten minute drive from my house. It doesn't take me long to purchase a ticket for a flight to New York or get my stuff through security. I'm fucking rich. It is however a rush due to the fact it is a last minute flight.

About an hour later I'm on a flight to New York. My phone virbrates with a text. It's from Hannah.

FROM: Hannah
SUBJECT: RE: Hikaru :)
Kaoru, I can't find him anywhere.

I sigh and hit reply.

TO: Hannah
SUBJECT: RE: Hikaru :)
I'm on a plane to New York now.

He response is almost instant.

FROM: Hannah
SUBJECT: RE: Hikaru :)
Why do you care so much?

I hit reply, but in the end I don't answer. I suppose my silence is answer enough. But her question hits me hard.

Why do I care so much? This kid is part of my family. He looks just like me, and he should be dead. Do I really care about Hikaru? Am I doing this to find myself?

I have never fit in with anyone in Japan. I mean sure, I've had my family, and my friends, but I've always felt on the outside looking in. I close my phone. I don't have an answer for her, or myself. I lean back into the seat. Maybe I want to find Hikaru because I want something more in life.

I check into my hotel around noon. The flight had been smooth until my mom called. She wasn't ok with my decision. She told me it's a dangerous world out there and that I know nothing. She sounded afraid. And truth be told I was afraid, too. What if I dodn't like what I was getting into? I keep telling myself it's a little misunderstanding I need to clear up, but the voice in the back of my head suggests so much more.

I lay myself down in bed to take a nap before I go out tonight. It's easy to sleep due to the time change. A scene opens before me.

I'm in the main room of my house. I look around. The chandalier is beautiful, the mansion us lit up and lively.

"Where is he?" I hear a familiar voice. I whip around to look at the staircase, and on it is my mother. She's wearing an elegant Victorian dress and a smile on her face. She looks happy for the first time I can remember.

"Now, now dear. He's around," A man voice says. A man walks down the stairs, and stops behind my mother. He hugs her from behind. I don't recognize him. He looks at me and smiles warmly.

"Here I am!" I hear a child say, and then a hand weaves it's way into mine. I look at the hand, and then follow it upwards to see it is me as a child. This was the family I didn't have growing up. My child self looks at me, and smiles; I smile back. In this life I would've been happy.

"Thank you," I whisper to him.

The scene fades from my mind slowly. It leaves me feeling envious. That's the family I always dreamed of having. I sigh. Growing up with just my mother wasn't so bad, but it would've been nice to have a father.

A complete family.

I pull my shoes on and brush my hair. I grab my wallet, phone, and keys to head out to search. I stroll around the streets of New York. Everything is brightly lit and luminous in the darkness. A small smile creeps it's way onto my face. It is beautiful here. There are people flooding the streets. The commotion is a lot more then I'm used to and it's hard to get a good look at everyone's face.

I sigh defeatedly; I don't know where to start looking for him. It's not really like I can just call his name, and wait for him to come running to me. Feeling slightly set back I walk into a nearby internet cafe and pull out my phone to text Hannah.

TO: Hannah
SUBJECT: RE: Hikaru :)
Where did you see him?

I wait five minutes. Five more minutes go by after that. Maybe I should search again tomorrow? I leave the cafe, but I'm not quite ready to head back to my hotel, so I explore the streets for a little while longer. America has astounded me thus far. There are so many stores and resturants lining the streets and the lights are captivating. There's no where I'd rather be at this moment.

A hand grips my shoulder and spins me around fast. A girl is staring me straight in the eyes.

"Hikaru! What are you doing?" She asks.

"I'm not Hikaru..." I tell her,and I don't know whether to laugh or to cry.

"Don't play games with me. You rescued me in the alley. Remember?" She said. I study the facial expression panning across her face.

"Hannah...?" I ask in surprise.

"See you do remember me," She tells me. I can't help but laugh at her a little.

"I'm not Hikaru," I tell her, and she looks at me so delightfully confused.

"What do you mean?" She asks me.

"I'm Kaoru," I continue to chuckle. She stares at me obviously even more confused.

"Kaoru? But you look just like him," She says.

"I know I do. You asked why this means so much to me, and this is why." I tell her smiling. She was pretty short compared to me. She just stared at me at me. Her blue eyes looked as though they were questioning me. I pulled out my wallet and out of that came my school ID. I handed it it to her.

"This is crazy. You guys even share the same last name," She said, handing me my ID back. She looked excited and a little mind blown. She shivered when the wind blew. I pulled my coat tighter around my body as I realized it was cold.

"Come on. Let's go to Rachel's Cafe," I tell her, pointing to the building.

And with that the two of us stroll over to the little cafe I had just left.

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