Disclaimer: Touhou belongs to Zun, and the only things that belong to myself would be Usagi the Mimic, and Moegi the Japanese Beetle. Everything else belongs to their rightful owner.

A/N: Jeez, I really have been on hiatus a lot of these days, these days... I hope I can find my motivation once more, soon... I mean, I may not make it in time for the next event to coincide with the actual one, at this rate! Anywho, on with the show~!

"Mnn...?" I woke in the dead of night to an odd feeling of my hair being stroked, but when I opened my eyes, the stroking ended.

"...Wha waz'at...?" I rubbed a bit of sleep from my eye, and looked around. I was the only one here, as always.

"Maybe was... jus Yukari..." I fell back on my pillow, and began to sleep once more, not even realising that my head was resting on nothing at all.

Soon after I was asleep, a voice from nowhere giggled, saying, "You remind me of myself a bit, Reimu... Well, if I was nicer to youkai, anyways..."

The stroking once more continued, this time not being interrupted by the stiring of the miko. Miko spent much of the night like this.

Early morning, Hakurei Shrine, Reimu's PoV:

Once more I awoke, this time at a far more respectable time, and found that my donation box was staring me in the eyes through the grate in the top. Just... staring. A pair of red, blood-shot eyes just staring directly into my own.

"Gyaaaa!" Needless to say, I scared myself half to death by accident, and ended up skittering across the room and cowering against the wall for a moment.

Hakurei Reimu: lorded as the most powerful incident resolver, and the least cruel in her methods, had just scared herself like a sleeping dog farting.

Pathetic...

I let out a sigh, and got up. "Is this really a part of me...? It looks so... nice, and well maintained! Far better than the rather crappy one I have out front... That thing looks about ready to... to be kept, and given some love? Ehh? But I always thought it needed to be burne-!"

And then it hit me - no, literally, my shiny other half went barreling into me, smacking me over the head for ever thinking such a thing, let alone saying it.

And then it hit me: I'm a donation box, and as such, I'd obviously want others like myself to be happy.

This is going to take getting used to...

With a groan, I got up, finding my other half floating after me. "...Hey, can you speak...?" It was a good question, really. I mean, I doubt it even has a mouth! ...Although, if it does, I would expect it to be just as unsettling as the eyes.

And then it spoke. ...However, spoke is a very loose term to describe it as, as it was not in any words I could understand on a level that I would consider anything more than jibberish. It sounded like a possessed woman speaking in tongues, and yet, while I couldn't understand the words at all, I... could? It seemed to have said yes, from what I both do and don't understand.

...I should ask mama about this...

I took a deep breath, and shouted, "Mama! I've got a question, again!" And just as I had expected, Yukari came popping in.

"Yes, Reimu~?" Her head was sticking out of the ceiling, while her hair defied gravity. I really do have to wonder if she does that simply to confuse people and/or to show off.

"I was wondering why I can't understand a word my box half is saying, and yet... I can. Why is that...?"

Yukari popped back into the room, this time climbing out of the floor. "That would be because it is you. Only you can hear her voice, you know. Just as only I can hear the voice of my own other half."

I rubbed my chin in thought for a moment, taking that time to digest that information. "...So where is this other half of yours? What are you..."

Yukari let out a giggle, and said, "My, how demanding of you~"

Before I could complain that she was avoiding the question, she snapped shut the fan she was lightly waving, and went on the say, "I think it'd be better to show rather than tell, so I'll just be riiiight back~" With a grin on her cheeks, she hopped into a gap.

After a good ten minutes, I felt a presence behind me, and turned around to nothing. Once I turned back around, I was staring down the single eye of an umbrella.

The design was... confusingly familiar, honestly. Purple, with a green stem at the top, making it look like an eggplant. That is, if not for the single red eye, and the long tongue hanging from a grinning mouth.

While I was inspecting the thing, Yukari saw fit to confirm my suspicious by way of blowing in my ear, making me jump, and spin around.

With a crooked grin, Yukari said, "Urameshiya~"

I gave the youkai a blank look for a good five seconds, before asking, "...You're a karakasa? That's..."

Knowing my next words, Yukari cut me off with, "Surprising?"

I couldn't help but sigh. Is that why she enjoys popping up behind people...?

As if reading my mind, she went on to say, "Yes, that is why I enjoy surprising people so~"

I couldn't help but let my brow twitch at that, as well as feel a small amount of surprise.

Sometimes I wonder if Yukari can read minds, and just uses that to mess with people... That would be one thing that wouldn't surprise me at all.

"And why does your umbrella look exactly the same as Kogasa's...?" This was the one question that was bugging me beyond all else. Seriously, why is it the same umbrella? Did she gap it, and is simply messing with me...?

With a smirk, Yukari claimed, "It's just a bit of a koinkydink, I assure you~"

I narrowed my eyes at her, as such things are rare at best with Yukari. And the rare times it has happened, I still had my doubts. "...If you say so, mama." However, what more can I do, really? She twists words quite well, so it's best to just look for evidence to the contrary.

And then, I thought of another problem with her story. "So, wait... Are you saying that you're an ancient umbrella? That thing shouldn't have existed that long ago!"

At this, she let out a chuckle. "Ahh, as sharp as ever, hmm? Just because one is a certain age doesn't mean they were born in the time in question~"

...Did... did she just admit that she can and has traveled through time? I'm really starting to question what she can't do...

Or, to be more exact, if there even is anything she can't do.