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The gentlest of souls

Nana Hayashi was a young girl, who enjoyed being around the neighborhood kids. She lived off the others energy, always keen to follow the path they set. Even if it was just walks down to the abc store or hitching a ride to the beach, the brunette girl was there.

By her fellows, Nana was seen as a sweetheart, always willing to listen, always willing to talk, never one to let anyone feel down for too long.

It was her bright smiles and gentle handling that people often took advantage of.

Though Nana had trouble realizing when she was being used, she was slowly starting to learn how to read people – the difference was in how they spoke to her and held themselves. Her cousins were always loose, never ones to approach her without gentle coaxing from her.

Those that just wanted attention or to waste her time tried to take on similar postures, but there was always a rigidness to them, they were never as sincere. And though they were just using her, Nana always listened.

That was until someone thought they could get more than just that.

"Oh do you like feeling like you're the most important person? Do you like hearing about people's problems just because you don't have any of your own?"

The older boy before her wasn't happy, then again he had also been nicely rejected a couple weeks ago by the very girl before him.

The fourteen year old Nana frowned up at him, "No? I just like to help people." Which made the boy sneer at her, reaching for her and grabbing her wrist.

"If you wanted to help people you would –"

Nana's eyes narrowed, her frown becoming a rather tight smile, and it made the boy blink at the sudden change.

"Look, Ryan, I don't know-"

"Of course you don't!" he squeezed her wrist hard enough to make her gasp in pain, but then it was him flat on his back, a hand coming up to hold his bleeding nose.

Again Nana smiled sweetly, as if she hadn't just thrust her palm into his face and tripped him when he stumbled back.

"Sometimes my cousins do that when they want to start fighting," there was a flicker in those pretty brown eyes that made the boy freeze before he could say anything, "I can lead you to them so you can play with them."

Ryan scrambled away from her, eyes wide at the lightly veiled threat. Most of the people that Nana hung around with were from her neighborhood and they were the ones that were considered a gang. The ones willing to dish out any trouble right then and there.

Sometimes it was forgotten that the sweet and gentle Nana considered them her cousins and they considered her just as much.

Can also be filled with fight

AN: Sweet, sweet Nana. Wouldn't hurt a fly until you pushed her to do so and by then you better be on your knees apologizing or running from her cousins.

Also when Nana calls people cousin, its not because they're actually blood related, she just ends up seeing them all as family. So the kids on her block they all grew up tight knit because Nana always had the idea instilled in her that love and care needed to be spread to those.

This also relates to a line Nana says in "We Are Two" when she's telling Natsume that sometimes one has to step back to get their feelings in place, other times you got to show others how you feel.

Also if anyone is interested I do have a tumblr and I put up snippets/character songs/omakes/headcannons on, its sorugao - bandgeek . tumblr . com Just put it in without the spaces :D

Until Next time~

Sorugao