authors note) well sense I haven't been verbally bludgeoned to surrender immediately, lets keep this wonder train going. on a completely unrelated side note, I think that 'Ichikas letter to fanfiction' is valid, but I disagree. To a certain set of stories. Yes they go completely different directions for characters and plots, but thats what it means for it to be a fanfiction. Its an alternate universe. Often AU's in general are explained to potentially have one small difference, or a billion major changes. Any story should be allowed to go wherever it wishes, its an alternate universe not a novelization. Although I don't generally agree with it, I still suggest you guys to read it. It had a fair number of good points in it.

Id like to also mention that I'm a little inexperienced writing from a females perspective but im going to give it my bestest, so if you have Ideas or things you think something the girls say do not quite fit them and should be reworked a little. Shout them out in that review section and ill see if It wont screw up too much that I have planed for this wild ride. Otherwise enjoy the story and critique and criticism are welcome

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(Ichikas POV)

I was staring at the sky, clouds drifting in a hurry as if running from the horizon. I was laying in a thin veil of water, feeling neither cold nor warm, just lukewarm. It was a pleasant feeling, a serene vacation from the tormenting reality. He wasn't on a rough floor or being beaten. he was at peace, watching the clouds race past each other to reach the end of the earth. He wished he could stay here forever, just watching the time fly. He didn't have to take care of chores, he didn't have to be anywhere, he didn't have to suffer, to be lied to. He was unburdened.

After a few moments he allowed himself to break his sight away from the sky to view what the ground carried. A withered tree around 7 feet high stood as a silent foundation in the area. He turned around to check his back yet nothing was there, only the span of the seemingly endless puddle. He returned his sight to the tree only for something extra to grace his sight. Beneath the tree stood two figures he saw himself, with a conflicted expression, like he wanted to shout, to protest, yet held his tongue like he may get in trouble for saying what he wanted. Next to him stood a blank entity, a silhouette of light. The...thing, had his hand on his reflections shoulder, Like a guardian or parent.

His reflection slowly walked towards him, as the thing released his shoulder and beckoned him forward, his mirrors eyes were showing obvious signs of nervousness and anxiety. After a small staring contest his mirror broke the silence in a soft voice. "im sorry, I was supposed to be with you longer, we were supposed to grow together and have fun until you were ready but brother says that we had a unpa-unperde-unpredictable owtcome (purposeful misspelling)." he said as he began to stare at the ripples his feet made in the water. "it seems that ill be leaving earlyer then we thouwt." he sniffled as he looked at me like he was about to cry. "i dont want to disappeaw, I want to play more, its not fair!" he weeped as tears steadily fell from his eyes. It was strange, I didn't know why but I wanted him to stay, to never leave, I didn't want him to disappear. I wanted him to stay. I felt tears begen to fall as we stood their just crying for what seemed like no reason.

Suddenly the thing was behind his reflection and placed its hand on his head, as if to comfort this identicle child. the other child gave a loud sniffle and let a small whimper out. "brother says its time for you to return" I noticed that we seemed to be farther apart then we were before and I began to panic "no! I dont want to leave please don't let me leave!" I yelled as we seemed 5 yards apart. I didn't want to go back, it hurts, its painful! "this place will always be here!" He yelled as we steadily grew farther apart "just downt lose me! I want to stay here, with you,! I wanna pway more Please downt fowget me!" we now seemed a street block apart and as white began to enclose me, I heard a final shout, distant and almost intelligible

"dont forget me!"

(ps all misspellings were on purpose)

(Chifuyu POV)

Anxious. Thats all she was. a big ball of worry, angst, and anxiety. She was pacing the hallways outside of the emergency room waiting. She wasn't worried about the procedure. Tabane was in charge and she knew that if Ichika was returned in a less then perfect state, she wouldn't get to see the rest of her blooming future. Tabane may be strong, but compared to Chifuyu she was nothing but a rabbit going against a wolf. She wasn't worried about Ichikas physical scars, she was worried about the mental scars.

Too many times had she heard about mistreated prisoners being returned and never being the same again, like damaged goods. But this was Ichika, a 6 year old boy who had just began to learn about the world for kami's sake. She didn't want to lose her quarter stone. Ichika was her last piece of humanity. The only thing she needed when she came home. His smiles and hugs, his worries for her safety, his innocence. She was so lifeless before he came into the picture, only doing what was required. when she was given Ichika to take care of, She blossomed in a way. Originally a iron bud, she bloomed into a caring and doting sister flower.

Now he was broken and bruised physically and god nows how badly mentally. All she knew is that she was anxious. anxious of the new future ahead of them.

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(Ichika POV)

As conscience slowly returned, he was surprised that instead of rocks meeting his body, he was in the embrace of cushions and cloth. He hesitated in opening his eyes as if opening them would return him to his previous place on the gravel-ridden floor of the personal hell. As his curiosity of the new location finally overrode his fear of delusion, his eyes upturned them selves to see his new holding. His eyes were a bit blurry from lack of use, and tears, but he could already tell that it was white. Really white.

It was like a small piece of heaven. The walls and the bed he Laid in were painted in cloud white. Even the vase holding the various colors of flowers was in the same heavenly pale. To his left the window was open, giving a view of the area he thought was home. It was calm, but not like the vast puddle with his reflection. There he felt free, yet empty; dead in a way. But here he felt his heart beat loudly and he felt alive, even though he still carried a weight on his conscience.

Leaving his thoughts, he turned his head to the left, to view the presence he had felt sense he woke up. There, laying near the foot of his bed, was his sister, his strong and brave sister. He had never seen her like this, so calm and relaxed. Every time she came home she was tired and agitated but kept up a good facade as she played, and talked with him. She probably didn't think he could tell, but after looking at her so long, watching her on the television fighting, or in the living room laughing, he like to think he knew her better then anyone.

Yet overall, she would always give an image of an unconquerable fortress of power, So catching her asleep, pacified like a sleeping lion. It brought a smile to his face. He felt like it had been years sense he smiled. 'Maybe she was lying. Maybe she was sick of you, maybe...she was the one that set this up!'He flinched as he remembered that dark thought as his smile fell. Maybe it was right, what if it was all an act and he didn't know his sister at all. Maybe she really did hate him, and all those smiles were nothing but tricks

He let his breath go after holding it, releasing his first sigh (one of many in the road to come). When had his life gotten so complicated? Just a few days ago he had nothing on his mind except getting out of class and hanging with his friends. Now he couldn't trust anybody. He let his head return to his pillow as his thoughts gravely shambled through his conflicted thoughts. 'was I a cruel man in a previous life? A murderer or assassin? I don't see how I deserve any of this.' He gave a hollow chuckle as he looked at the tiled ceiling, his reflection brighter then his internal self. "God, how have I offended your almighty self?" There was no answer, only the calls of far off birds to continue their seemingly endless duet as the cicada gave a restless tempo.

He felt a shift on the bed and felt Chifuyu slowly awaken, her body slowly receiving the now active signals from her brain. As she rose from her resting position, her eyes unable to mask all the emotions she felt. He recognized most of the emotions coursing through those brown irises, relief, worry, tiredness, yet there were some he couldn't recognize. Finally she released a sigh, of relief or agitation, he wasn't sure, breaking the eye contact. finally, words were soon to be produced and the new struggle began.

(please review and give your opinion, id enjoy some feedback, if constructive)