"Welcome to my world," she said. I remember the way her voice caressed my ears. I remember a lot of things about her. The way she walked, the way she danced around me. I remember the day we first met. It was cold outside, snow falling thickly to the ground. I had only just moved into town myself, trying to escape a world that would follow me forever more. I was seven months pregnant, bruised inside and out. She was the only person I had ever met that had everything and nothing.
I still wonder, when I lay awake at night, why. She took me in and cared for us. My baby and me. I can only really be sure that we were not related. We couldn't be. But, then, she was always like sister to me.
Ok, not a sessXkag one shot, but I couldn't resist. This is a KagXsango sister snippet. Was supposed to be a full story down the road, may be finished someday. Hope you liked it!