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Hey! This chapter is TINY! It only takes up about 1 page in my notebook so it will be short. But don't worry! I will update soon!

I don't own BP or any of its characters. (But oh! How I wish I did! Although, I would lose my train of thought and ruin the entire story 'cause it wouldn't be finished…. But any who…)

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Kiri was dreaming.

She dreamt that she was back in third grade. (Ok, I don't know exactly when this occurred, so I'm making up a time.) She was behind her mother's head, looking down at the scissors in her hand. She blinked.

Her mother turned around, smiling. "Go on, honey." She cooed. "Cut Mommy's hair. Make me look pretty."

Kiri carefully started cutting, ignoring the murmurs of the salon's other patrons looking on.

Then she started going faster and faster. Just like Daddy does. She relaxed. This was easier than she thought it would be.

And then, her hand slipped. She didn't mean to, it just happened. The scissors nicked the top of Mommy's ear.

And then came the blood. The sickening crimson blood. She froze. It kept coming and coming. It wouldn't stop!

Someone screamed, but she didn't hear it. Her mommy just kept saying, "It's all right!" and, "I'll be fine!" All the while, the blood just kept flowing and flowing.

She stared at the scissors in her hand. She was terrified. And this time, Ken-nii wasn't here to make it all better. She screamed and did the only thing her body could do to get rid of the pain.

Her mind went back so she couldn't remember.

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OMG! I told you it was tiny! And the last sentence sucks, but I couldn't figure out what to put, so…yeah.

Poor Kiri! I know I made it up, but that is how I imagined it happening to her! You know, minus the mind thing. But I also thought that this might be the reason that she is always so emotionless.

Next up: Narumi meets Ayoma and talks.