Hey guys, Tanner here. Okay, this chapter is pretty jumpy due to the time skips. This is the first time you are properly introduced to Chiharu! I hope you like her! Thank you all so much for the reviews! They meant a lot. If you remember, please, keep them coming and I'll post Chapter two!
First Person
The feeling of something warm all around me had me sighing in relief. This place was comfortable, I never want to leave. The feeling of something shifting near me had me kicking my feet out in shock, only to be intersected by a barrier of sorts, which had me wondering where I was. The sound of muffled voices had me wondering what the hell was going on. The feeling of not being alone suddenly occurred to me. Reaching my hand out, I felt the skin of another person. Though, they were soft and a bit chubby, like a baby.
The sudden memory of me dying resurfaced in my head. That must mean I was being reborn. Then, that means, the person next to me was my twin, I guess. Pouting slightly, I closed my eyes. Deciding it'd be best to just sleep.
After what felt like an eternity of occasional boredom, I felt a sort of pressure around me, well us.
After listening in on my new mother's ultra sound appointments, I learned that I was an identical twin to a sister. How cool is that.
After a few hours, the pressure started getting worse, which had me shifting in discomfort. I could feel my sister moving around as well. I almost whined as the pressure continued until it was just a few minutes apart, causing me to go into a near panic, mother was going into labor, meaning we were going to be born soon. I couldn't help by whine softly in discomfort.
This continued on until I felt the pressure being relieved. I wonder if they had to do a c-section.
My question was answered as two large hands grabbed me from the warmth, and into the freezing cold, causing me to cry out in pain. It hurt so bad that I couldn't stop crying, the light was bright and hurt my eyes and the sounds were more clear and they hurt my sensitive ears. I was quickly handed over to someone new after they announced my gender, which I already knew was female. I continued to whimper even after I was cleaned and wrapped in a nice warm blanket.
After a few minutes with my mother, I was placed in a clear basket. I turned my gaze around the room, looking at all the new things with a child-like curiosity. About ten minutes later, my sister was next to me. I weakly turned my head to her, and looked straight into her deep brown eyes, which made me realize, that I must of the same eye colour, which had me smiling a toothless grin at her, getting a grin in return. About five minutes later, we were both taken from the basinet and placed gently into out mother's arms. She cooed at us and smiled such a heart-warming smile. I couldn't help but smile back.
"What are we going to name them?" a man asked, his deep brown eyes loving and his black hair was short.
"I wanted to name our elder child, Chiharu," the woman mumbled, kissing my forehead.
"Then the younger one will be Kagome," the man said, kissing my sister's head as well.
Chiharu, huh? That's a pretty name. I like it.
2 years later.
Running around was the most awesome thing I could do as I giggled, dodging my father before he could catch me.
"Come on Chiharu, its bath time," Father said, a laugh in his voice as he tried to, once again, catch me, only to fail, again.
I continued to play chase, only to be caught by none other than mom five minutes later.
"Noo!" I protested, whining softly as mother laughed.
"It's bath time Chiharu, Kagome is waiting for you," At the name of my identical twin sister, I quickly squirmed in my mother's arms until she was forced to put me down.
Giggling I quickly ran to the bathroom. My gaze landed on my little twin sister, my deep brown eyes widening in happiness. "Gome!" I cheered, giggling softly, getting a toothy grin from my sister in return.
"Haru!" she replied, throwing her hands up, only to splash me with water, causing me to giggle. When I made to climb in, I was scooped up rather quickly into the arms of my mother, who laughed at my pouting expression.
"You need to undress before you get in the bath," she gently scolded me, before helping me remove my clothes and plopping me into the bath. I giggle lightly as I splashed my twin. At that exact moment though, mother had dumped a large glass of water over the both of us, before she started scrubbing Kagome's hair, and father came in, and started doing the same to me. I couldn't help but whine in protest.
After our hair was cleaned, mother and father switched sides and started gently rubbing our skin with a wet cloth drenched in soap.
After that, we were both pulled from the tub as the water drained. Mother enveloped me in a soft fluffy towel and started to gently pat me down with it. I giggled at the soft ticklish feeling. Once we were both dry, mother quickly put a diaper on the both of us, which I tried to avoid but failed. And father dressed us in matching nightgowns, mine was blue and Kagome's was pink. I giggled lightly as I was lifted into father's arms and Kagome was lifted into mother's arms, they both took us from the bathroom and up to our shared room.
Father made his way over to my bed, which was blue and white, making me hum in appreciation to the fact that it was my favourite colour. Gently placing me on the mattress of the toddler bed, father tucked me in snuggly. He purposefully bounced the mattress so that I would bounce a bit, causing me to laugh.
"Dear, she needs to go to sleep, not be wild up like that," Mother scolded him lightly.
"I'm sorry love, I couldn't resist," He grinned at her, standing up and lightly kissing her cheek.
They made to leave the room, before both Kagome and I cried out in protest. Mother turned and gave us confused looks, until we both pointed to the currently turned off night light. She smiled softly and turned it on for us. "Good night girls," her soft voice said gently.
"Night mommy," Kagome and I said in unison. Causing her to smile and gently shut the door.
I turned my gaze to my twin sister, who was lying in her pink and white bed, her eyes drooping closed.
"Night Gome," I said softly, closing my eyes to sleep.
"Night Haru," came her reply before I fell into dreams.
5 years.
Kagome and I sat at the kitchen table colouring in our colouring books, humming softly to ourselves.
We recently turned five on the twenty fourth of September. It was now the twenty eighth.
"Can you pass the green crayon Gome?" I asked lightly, my twin nodded and handed me the green crayon without looking at me.
"Can you pass the yellow one, Haru?" she asked in return, finally turning her big brown eyes towards me, causing me to grin and nod.
"Yeah," I replied, handing her the yellow crayon. We were currently at our grandfather's house as we waited for mother to come back from shopping and to take us home, where we will help her with dinner while we wait for father to come home.
Suddenly, I was hit with a wave of boredom. "Hey, Gome, wanna go outside and play?" I asked my twin, giving her a pleading look.
She nodded and stood. She was wearing a pretty pink dress and black leggings. Her feet were bare as she had removed her socks and shoes at the door, while I was wearing my matching dress but in blue, and a pair of black leggings on my legs and a pair of light blue socks adorned my feet. Quickly grabbing her had, I pulled her to the front door where we both pulled on our shoes. On her feet, she wore her pale pink socks and pretty pink sneakers, and on my feet, I wore my pale blue socks and blue sneakers. Grabbing our jackets, we quickly ran outside.
We then spent the next four hours running around the yard and playing hide and seek. Giggling softly, I heard Kagome yelling that mom was back and that we were leaving soon. Coming out of my hiding place, I walked up to my sister and grabbed her hand. We then made our way towards our mother, who was smiling at us lovingly.
"Hello girls, ready to go home?" she asked in her soft voice.
"Yes mother," we said in unison, causing her to laugh.
On our way home, we talked about what we did today and how much fun we had and what we had for lunch.
"Sounds like you girls had fun," she laughed lightly, making us grin.
"We did!" I said excitedly.
7 years.
I remember feeling pain and fear course through me on one particular day the year my sister and I turned seven. It was shortly after finding out we were going to have a little brother.
The day we found out father was never coming home. I remember hearing Kagome sob, and mother cry, while I stood there stone faced and tried my hardest not to shed tears.
We were at the funeral when I finally cried. My sister and I were wearing Identical black dresses, in our hair, were ribbons, mine was blue, while hers was pink.
I remember seeing them lower his coffin into the ground, as I felt the tears rush down my face. I had made to run towards it, only to get caught by grandfather as I screamed.
"You can't put him in there! He has to go to work tomorrow!" I had screamed, "He hasn't met my little brother yet! You can't!" I remember hearing mother cry harder as she grabbed my sister and me and pulled us into a tight hug. I remember sobbing into her shoulder as I begged her not to let them put him in the ground. She murmured words of reassurance in my ear as I cried and cried, I didn't hear a word she said, but I remember eventually calming down. I had tired myself out from crying so hard. One of dad's coworkers had come up to me and hugged me tightly, before telling me how much my father talked about me, about how I was such a rebel and hard headed, about how I was strong and never cried, not even when I broke my wrist when I was three, from falling off a chair.
The man praised me for being so strong. After that, I cried some more, right before I passed out.
A few months later, my little brother Sota was born. He was really weird looking, all pink and wrinkly. He looked just like dad, which had me resenting him for a while. But I couldn't hate him forever. Not after he smiled that gummy smile at me.
9 years.
My little brother was two years old now. After Sota was born, we moved in with grandpa, Kagome and I share a room and Sota gets his own, of course. Mom started working and Kagome and I started third grade, which was an adventure all in its own.
We kept getting mistaken for one another, which we used to our full advantage. We couldn't help but laugh whenever we confused someone. Though, they eventually figured out who was who, by using our personalities against us.
Me with my rebel personality, I was brash and loud, I was also rather rude, while my sister on the other hand, while she was loud, she was also more polite, though she could be very rude when she wanted to be.
I laughed lightly as Kagome and I waited for our grandpa to come get us from the primary school. Kagome smiled at me.
It was at this moment that an older boy, probably around eleven or so, came up to us and shoved my sister to the ground. He stood there and laughed as tears welled in her eyes as blood welled to the surface of her knee.
I felt rage consume me as I shoved the boy back into his friends, causing him to almost fall as he stumbled. Anger filled his expression quickly, before he stomped over to me.
I balled my hand into a fist, and punched him straight in the face, possibly breaking his nose.
"Leave my sister alone you bully," I growled at him. My glare sharpening as I stared at him.
"Man, whatever, let's get out of here," the kid grumbled, quickly leading his friends away.
I turned to my sister and helped her up. I dusted her pretty pink dress off and handed her, her bag.
"You okay, Gome?" I asked softly, gazing into her eyes and daring her to lie to me.
"I'll be fine, my knee just hurts," She mumbled, rubbing her eyes free of tears. At that moment, grandpa drove up in a beat up van.
"Come on girls," He called through the window, causing us to quickly pile into the van. My hand never left my sister's.
11 years.
Sota was four and was always there to greet us at the shrine gate, excitedly bouncing in his beat up sneakers and blue overalls that used to be mine.
"Sisters!" He yelled excitedly, quickly running up to us and wrapping his arms around my jean clad legs, while Kagome wore her favourite violet skirt and dark pink sweater. I was wearing my favourite dark blue top that was striped with lighter blue.
"Hey Sota, thanks for meeting us every day," I said, gently ruffling his hair.
He grinned up at me, his brown eyes a shade lighter than mine and Kagome's.
"Grandpa is cleaning," he said vaguely, causing Kagome and I to look at each other.
"Oh boy," we said in unison, before quickly making our way into the house. We saw grandpa vigorously scrubbing the counters, which confused us. Why was he cleaning? He never cleans.
I decided it wasn't worth the risk of another rant about nonsense, to ask, and I grabbed my sister's hand and dragged her up the stairs and to our room. Since she was good at math and I'm good at English, we decided it was best to help each other out.
Grabbing my long black hair, I tied it back with a blue ribbon. Kagome just put a pink headband in her black hair to keep her bangs out of her face.
15 years.
It was a day before our fifteenth birthday, and Kagome and I were helping Grandpa in the shrine, I was sweeping while Kagome pestered grandpa about our birthday tomorrow.
"Of course I wouldn't forget about my favorite granddaughters' birthday." He said happily.
"Grandpa, we're your only Granddaughters," I grumbled, leaning the broom against the wall as I took my seat next to my sister. Kagome wore a pink sweater and blue skirt, while I wore a blue sweater and blue jean shorts. I was never one for skirts.
"I was going to wait until tomorrow, but I suppose I could give you you're presents now," Grandpa handed each of us a wrapped box.
"Oh grandpa, you shouldn't have," Kagome said cheerfully, though, I know my sister better than anyone. I knew she didn't actually mean that.
She opened her box first and pulled out a mummified Kappa hand. "Oh," she mumbled and Grandpa started rambling about the history of the paw.
"Here Buyo, eat," Kagome muttered, handing the paw above our fat cat's head.
Grandpa screeched as he yelled at Kagome about feeding an 'Ancient Relic' to our cat.
I laughed as I opened up my gift. Inside, was a beautiful sword, "Oh Grandpa, thank-you!" I cheered, pulling the old man into a hug.
"Well, you're welcome, I figured since you're a fighter, you could put that sword to good use somehow," He said lovingly, patting my back.
"It's perfect, I love it," I said softly, lightly running my finger along the ice blue hilt.
"That's not fair Grandpa, how come Chiharu gets better gifts then me?" Kagome complained, glowering at me. Though I know she doesn't hate me. I gave her a light smirk.
"It's cuz you never express interest in anything," I teased her. "You're always so focused on school, that Grandpa just assumes what you want."
"I do to!" she yelled, glaring at me, her long black hair in a near identical style to mine, our brown eyes identical along with our faces, since we were identical twins.
"No, you don't," I said in a sing song voice.
Kagome lunged at me, causing me to laugh as I dodged her, causing her to chase me around the yard.
I loved moments like these, the carefree ones. Little did I know, that these moments were about to become few and far between.
The next chapter will be taking place in the first episode if the anime/manga!