So, Shiori has died *moment of silence* and the funeral is finished. Yumeí returns home in a fine fit of the sulks(meaning she's very moody). She got into a big fight with her grandpa, and this is the aftermath('cuz I didn't want to write about the fight;I have no clue what it's about, but it gets Yumeí really ticked).

Yumeí: This is a somewhat emotional scene. Don't read it if you cry easily.

Dreamflight:*glare*

Yumeí: Okay, you can read it no matter what I say. By the way adumbrative means "to foreshadow". Good sparkle word!


Yumeí was grabbing any necessary item in arms reach and stuffing it into an oversized duffle bag. She'd had it. Mom's death was the last straw;she couldn't take anymore.

The door opened quietly and Shun watched her for a minute before speaking.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going," Yumeí answered furiously, not looking at him,voice trembling with rage.

"Going where?"

"To make a home for myself."

"This is your home."

Yumeí stopped moving and turned to face her brother. Her face was pained.

"This is not home," she said, saying he words like they had been inside her for a while. "Home is where your parents go crazy when you make the A Honor Roll. Where you learn how to play games. Where you can find sanctuary when you've had a terrible day. This is not home."

Throwing a brush at the wall, Yumeí burst out "How can they do this to us?"

"He just doesn't understand you. He's just out of practice handling preteens." Shun told her.

"No. Not him," Yumeí jerked her head in the direction of the door. "Mom and Dad."

"Yumeí!"

"Come on Shun. I know you've thought about it too. How could they? They had no better plan for us?"

"Well, maybe they did have a plan, but-"

"Sure looks like it to me," Yumeí snorted. She sat down on the bed in a huff.

Shun quietly crossed the room and sat next to her. He looked at his sister's angry profile.

"Before you were born," he murmured. "Mom and Dad went on a cruise and left Tabitha and I here. We thought they'd abandoned us to live here forever because we never got a letter. Turned out that they wrote us a letter every day and saved them in a big envelope and gave it to us when they came back. Tabitha and I felt so guilty for thinking about them like that. It's just like that now, Yumeí."

"No it's not," Yumeí whispered, trying hard not to cry.

"Tell me why it's not."

"Because they're not on vacation. Tabitha isn't here They're never coming back."

Standing, Yumeí grabbed her bag and opened the window. "I don't think this place could ever be home to me."

"Yumeí," Shun whispered, not looking at her. "Don't you leave me too."

Yumeí maintained a frosty silence, as she crouched on the sill and leaped out into the night.


I warned you: emotional moment.

To give credit where credit is due, this conversation is based off the sanctuary scene from A Series of Unfortunate Events when the acting troupe comes to dinner.

Yumeí: Things get better in the next part. I promises. Oh yeah, PLZ REVIEW YOU READER PEEPS! XD