Chapter Three: Friend or Foe?
"Madam, please wake up. You are only the one left here."
Huh? I can hear someone's voice. It's very faint though...
*FLASHBACK*
"Why don't we sell that girl? The pink long hair. I'm sure she'll be a good price."
"Good idea."
*End of Flashback*
I suddenly woke up and saw a guy in an uniform in front of me.
"Madam, we are here already."
Oh right, I'm here in Tokyo to meet my foster parents.
"Sorry, thanks for waking me up," I said to the man.
I got up, took my suitcase and went outside the train.
"It's snowing again…" I said to myself.
"Hey there Miss! Were you tired from that trip? Why don't you buy this soft pillow?"
"Hey Miss! Why don't you buy the magazines just for a cheap prize?"
"Hey Miss! Why don't you buy this vase? It's very cheap."
I looked at them furiously. They suddenly stepped back and headed to another customer.
"Stupid salesmen," I said to myself.
That is why I hate Tokyo. It's always crowded, streets are always busy and there are many delinquents. Not like my other home town, its peaceful and all the people never really cared for you. It was just like living your own life.
I looked at the clock on the wall, its 6'oclock. They should be here by now. Where are they? I sat on the nearest metal bench and then a kid with ragged clothes came towards me.
"Miss, do you like to buy lollies? Its only 5 yen each."
I looked at him for a moment, and suddenly tears rolled under my eyes. Why am I crying? Is it because of the past? I wiped my tears off and grabbed a spare change in my pocket.
"Here, 10 yen. Keep the change and I don't want any lollies."
The kid smiled at me and said,
"No here I'll give you one. Just smile more, okay?"
And then he left, moving to another customer. Why was he being so cheerful? I looked at the wrapped candy he gave me.
"Sakura! Is that you?"
I suddenly looked up. Oh, there are here. My foster parents. I barely saw them since they only visited me in my apartment twice a year. I remember the very first moment they found me was in the streets.
"Hi," I said while trying to look cheerful.
She then gave me a big welcome hug.
"You look so skinny Sakura! Don't worry honey! I and your father will give you lots of delicious food to eat. Let's head to the car, your father is waiting."
She grabbed my suitcase and we headed to the car. The car was huge. It was a seven seater Mazda.
"Hi Sakura," Mr Cross said.
"Hi Mr Cross," I said shyly.
"Haha, don't call me that. Just call me Bob or even better call me father," he said cheerfully.
"Well put your seat belt on, we'll head home."
Throughout the car trip, it was a very silent moment. However, Margaret would start of a conversation, but I would always just reply with a yes or no. Somehow, I was too busy looking outside the scenery. Tokyo wasn't bad at all. There were blossom trees that grew in a winter day and children playing on the playgrounds with their parents. I've always was jealous when I see that type of scenery. It's just that I never got a chance to see my real parents.
"Well here we are Sakura! Welcome to your new home!"
I looked at the house or shall I say mansion. It was vast, 10 times bigger than my apartment and beautiful flowers laid everywhere in the front. I suddenly smiled, not even realizing.
"Haha, Sakura. Wait till you see the garden."
I looked at Margaret and smiled.
"Yeah." I replied.
We then all entered the house and a housemaid came to greet us.
"Hi Miss Sakura. I've been expecting you. Mr and Mrs Cross had mentioned lots of things about you," she said with a warming smile.
"Here, let me take your suitcase to your room."
She then grabbed my suitcase and went upstairs to the second floor.
"Well Sakura, I will just call your sister so you can meet her," said Margaret happily.
I have a step-sister? Minutes later I remembered. Margaret and Bob did mention they had a daughter when they visited at my apartment but we never really talked about her much. I suddenly heard footsteps coming down the stairs. And then I saw the most beautiful creature that I haven't seen for a very long time in real life. Her hair was smooth, long and very brown. She had large hazel eyes and her skin was very fair. She looked like a celebrity in movies I had watched.
"Hi Sakura Chan. I've been wanting to meet you," she said in a very soft and angelic voice.
She then gave me a cuddle.
"Can't wait to have a personal servant," she whispered in my ear with quite a serious tone.
She then lets go and smiled.
"Im just kidding with you Sakura. I'm Yuki Cross. I will be in your care, even if were the same age."
For a second I thought, she was one real scary person. I tried not to overthink what she said but for some reason, it felt like she was saying the truth. Looks like I have to watch out starting from now.
