Disclaimer: I sadly still don't own OHSHC just the plot and OCs.

A/N So very sorry about the late update! I was having health problems and then my computer died on me! But I got a new one and I'm back on!


Water drops trickle down the window seemingly in a hurry to join with the rest, pooling at the bottom of the window pane. Eerie shadows dance across the walls as a bright flash of light fills the room, a clap of thunder shaking the house soon after the light fades away.

Bright eyes follow the path the rain makes, not blinking at the bright light or booming noise. She doesn't want to take her eyes off of it for even a single second, as if afraid to miss whether or not the tiny droplet makes it to the puddle at the end. Dying to see if it is able to free itself from path laid out before it or able to carve out its own path down the clear pane of glass.

A quiet knock interrupts the calming silence in the dark room, "Miss… Dinner is ready."

She hears the maid walk off without waiting for any kind of response from inside. Maybe I can get away with staying in here and not going? Making no move to get up, blue eyes continue to watch the storm outside.

Her thought is short lived when the heavy door is thrown open and a middle aged woman with a scowl on her face walks in, hissing at her, "Little girl you will get your ass downstairs right this second and join us for dinner! Or so help me you will regret it!"

Dark hair covers the small girl's eyes as she looks down and mumbles her response, "I'm not hungry."

The woman grabs her arm and pulls her to a standing position. "I don't care Wynter." Her voice is laced with venom as she spits out her words. "Your father is downstairs waiting for us and you will be there!"

Her heart starts to match the tempo of the storm outside, the blood drains out of her face, and the warmth of her body being replaced with an icy dread burning in the pit of her stomach. Once bright eyes return to their dull state with the prospect of going downstairs. Her mother drags her out of the room without wasting anymore time, they head down to dinner.

"It's about time!" a stern looking man yells at the head of the table.

"Sorry honey, but you know how that girl is. I had to drag her down here like an unwilling toddler." Her mother gives the man a quick kiss on the cheek before taking her place at the dinner table. Mrs. Hollingsworth glares at her daughter, silently telling her to sit down. She knows what that look means; if she doesn't hurry then, she will pay for it later.

"Tell me Wynter, did you make any friends? What about Kyoya Ootori?" The impatient man asks, hardly giving her enough time to take a seat and process what he's asking her.

"No father, I didn't make any friends, but Kyoya Ootori did show me around school today," she replies while staring at the food on her plate. Picking up her chopsticks, she moves her food around, thinking about how unappealing it looks to her. Why do I have to sit here and eat this? I don't want to.

Her father's booming voice brings her back to reality, "Damn it Wynter! Can't you do anything right? I told you to gain his trust!"

"I'm sorry," she says barely above a whisper, tears stinging the corners of her eyes as pain shoots through her chest.

I really am a good for nothing.

She hears her mother say in a snobby tone, "Dear, I don't know why you expected her to make any friends. No one is going to like her." With her nose slightly up in the air, disgust plasters her face.

She's right. I'm never going to have any real friends. Holding the chopsticks in her hand, she takes a bite of her dinner, not tasting the rich flavor before proceeding to play with the food once more. Ignoring the conversation her parents are having, she silently waits for the moment she can be excused.

After what feels like forever, she hears her father sigh deeply, "Wynter, if you're not going to eat anything, then there is no point of you being here. Go try to be useful somewhere else."

Standing up in a hurry, her chair scrapes across the floor; she rushes out of the dining room, afraid that someone will give her something to do.


Dark grey clouds above her look heavy with the weight of the rain they hold. A light drizzle falls down, giving the world a peaceful feeling. A bird chirping here and there while the rain makes a pitter-patter melody as it drips off the trees. Her eyes close as she listens to the wind blowing across the leaves, the smell of the cold damp soil beneath her feet relaxing her. It's so beautiful. I wonder what makes the sky sad enough to cry?

Strong arms wrap around her body as a face buries itself in the nape of her neck. She doesn't have to look to know who it is, the wet hair against her face appearing black instead of his normal dark blue hue, giving him away. He's finally here, she thinks, her heart fluttering with happiness.

"You're going to catch a cold." His words vibrate against her neck as he whispers, his nose still buried in it.

She ignores his comment and instead replies with, "Have you ever thought about how amazing water is? It can wash away the old, bring life into the new and carve its own way through the world. No matter what is in its path, water will find a way to get to where it wants to go."

"You always did have a thing about water." He breathes in deeply and she knows he is taking in her scent. A giggle escapes passed her lips as he nips at her neck with his prominent canine teeth.

"Oh course I do. It's a beautiful element, isn't it?" A true smile graces her lips as she feels happiness course through her veins. You have no idea how much I've missed you, my dragon. "What are you doing here Kaji?"

"I'm here to see you of course Princess." His arms tighten just a fraction, giving away that there is another reason altogether.

Sighing deeply, she just nods her head knowing that it's his universal signal that he's unable to say anything else. "You're going to get into trouble if you don't hurry."

He swiftly turns her around to face him, anger prominent on his face."I will always come see you, always be here for you! No matter how much punishment I get into for it."

Wrapping his rough hand in her small fragile one, she drags him over to sit by the babbling stream not too far away. The older boy pulls the girl onto his lap to keep contact with her, not wanting to admit just how much he had missed her and unwilling to let go just yet. They sit in a comforting silence, neither needing to utter a sound, just taking in the simple pleasure of being together.

"I'm glad you're here Kaji. I missed you," Wynter mutters, her eyes fighting to stay open. The warmth from his body seeping into hers, lulling her into a peaceful dreamlike state. The last thing she hears is his whispered "I know" before the world drifts away.

Taking the small girl into his arms, he begins to carry her back to the house just beyond their peaceful hideaway. It is well into the night and it annoys him that no one has even noticed that Wynter has been gone for so long. Looking around to make sure no one is watching, he jumps onto her balcony. Slipping inside, he places her softly on the bed, shaking his head in disappointment about leaving her alone once again.

Her eyes open as the door softly closes behind him, tears welling up in the corners before slowly slipping down unto her pillow.

Why do you always have to leave me?


A/N Sorry for the lack of excitement in this chapter but this is much needed for the future.