Summary: "It's okay if you fall. You can just get up again." Kagome whispered brokenly to herself. But her legs would no longer work. She had lost. And with this she felt her world shatter. ; Kagome Higurashi is fifteen years old, belongs to the most prestigious school in Tokyo, has amazing friends and found her very first love with popular Basketball star Kouga. So why did this disease choose her? Here is her battle with an incurable degeneration disease called Spinocerebellar Ataxia. Through this she will face the cruel faces of reality with disability.

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters unless mentioned. Take note as I do not repeat myself.

Authors Note: Thank you everyone that reviewed and followed me so soon! It really does warm my heart!
I'm sorry I haven't had the opportunity too update this story so soon, I'm awfull busy now-a-days.
Between being a rebel and schoolwork I'm booked.

The morning air was chilly as a young women with comfortable grey sweatpants and a simple black cotton shirt lifted up the garage door that served as the infamous tofu shop connected to their home. She went about her daily chores tying an apron lost deep in thought.

"Oh Kagome?" Her father greeted, surprised at his daughter being awake so early.

"Good Morning Kagome." Her three siblings murmured rubbing the sleep out of their eyes.

"Good Morning!" She greeted back.

"Kagome, you stayed up late last night, right?" Her father asked his usual careless voice laced with concern.

"Hai, around three am I guess."

"So you haven't had enough sleep."

Kagome only shrugged and went to prepare the dough. "I just couldn't sleep. I'll be fine."

"Keh! You don't have to help with the shop Kagome." He assured taking the large knife from his stubborn daughter.

"Yes, she has to!" Her mother said.

"But, today she has the entrance exam!"

"Then, will she pass if she rests?"

"Do you always have to be that hard, baby?" Kagome watched as her father lamely place his hands on his hip pointing the knife in his wife's direction.

"Oi! Why'd you stop?" Her brother Souta whined.

"What, you little baka? How can you say that to your parents?"

Kagome giggled and rolled her eyes bending over the tub full of noodles. "Souta, help me here."

"Okay!"

Her father was as stubborn as her, and hurried over to place a hand on his daughter's shoulder. "Like I said, it's okay for today. Why don't you memorize some English vocabulary? Or get some sleep - "

"Since we're already here. Let's not fuss and just do what we can do." Her mothers reassuring voice drowned out her fathers.

"That's what I meant" Souta pouted.

"What the...eh...Where's Sumi?"

Rin her youngest sister stared at the sibling silently telling everyone Sumi was still upstairs asleep. Her father rushed up the stairs to the children's room and scowled down at his daughter. "Hey, until when will you keep on sleeping? Now get up...get up...work! Work!" He clapped his hands purposefully raising his voice.

"Noisy!"

He tried a different tactic and leaned over her sleeping form and spoke in a voice softer then usual when dealing with her. "Okay, Sumi dear. Wake up now, it's morning."

"Noisy!"

Smirking he laid his body upon her small frame making her shriek and his mission complete. "I said, get up! Body weight-attack!'

Dear Diary, My name is Kagome Higurashi. I'm the oldest out of Souta (10), Rin (3), and Sumi (14) My father and Mother runs a pretty...well not so popular tofu shop located on our shrine. I'm sure our shop only gets customers because theirs many weirdos out there that is interested in the 'Tree of Ages' which is supposedly over 500 years old.

"Every Morning! Every Morning!" Sumi grumbled making her way down the stairs her hair thrown in her signature top knot hair-do as she reached for the apron with distaste.

"This is abuse, you know? Abuse!"

"Those who don't work, shall not eat!" Our father mimickied.

Souta and I snickered which only seemed to infuriate our sister more. "Stop Complaining already" I scowled. Sumi could make Buddha start a riot.

"It's not a complaint," She sneered in my direction. "It's a natural claim!"

Turning back to our father she continued her usual annoying Sumi-babbling. "Raise my allowance. Allowance!"

My father merely ignored her and cooed at Rin who sported two high pig-tails which made her adorableness increase ten-fold. "Rin my dear, such a sweet baby. You don't say "money. . . money. . . right?"

I sighed and handed Souta the loaf of tofu after dipping it into the boiling water just as Sumi made her way towards our father with her 'allowance' in her hand.

"I work eight hours a day, but I only get 3,000 Yen!" She waved it in his face as if her words weren't enough. "The normal is 800 a day!"

Frustrated at how simple-minded my sister was I glanced over my shoulder my unique blue eyes locking unto hers. "I can't believe this. Don't ask for too much."

She twisted her face in a grimace, "Goody-Goody."

"My allowance is 1000 yen, and err. . ." Souta trailed off in thought, "I work thirty hours per month, so err. . . " He paced around the room eyes cast down in concentration. Sumi shoved past him, "Stupid. You can't even do simple math."

"I'm so bad at multiplication."

"It's DIVISION!" Mother, Father and I pratically yelled at the same time.

"Eh?"

"Souta. You're the inheritor of the Higurashi Tofu Shop, if you can't do simple math how can you do business then?" Father scolded Souta who only shrugged.

"Kagome, one block of tofu please." Mother chirped easing the tension in the room immediately.

"Hai!"

Today was no different. I had done this a million times. I wasn't clumsy by nature...so why..?

I reached for the chunk of Tofu and with my other hand the pan. Before I could reach the pan my hand had opened and the Tofu slipped onto the ground leaving me bewildered. It was if my body had a mind of its own, as if I couldn't calucate space...

"What are you doing?" Sumi croacked trying to hold back laughter at the expression on Fathers face which resembled that of a monkey.

"I'm Sorry." I murmured bending down to clean up the tofu I had wasted. Why'd my family have to make such a big deal of everything? Sheesh.

"It fell!" Rin pointed out.

Now everyone was staring at Rin who soaked up the attention. God was she adorable...

"Eh, today we shouldn't say that word Rin." Father nervously laughed the sudden motion causing the piece of tofu he held to fall. "Ouch, I dropped it!"

. . .

"Eh? I used the word!" He whined and I couldn't help but laugh at my father ways.

Authors Note: Sorry its so rushed...and well. Stupid.
I can only work on this story after I finished my morning routines for school (Usually with only five minutes to spare...ack!)
But with school ending next week, I'll be able to truly get into details. Until then bare with me.

I think of y'all everyday! Honestly!