A New Identity
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Chapter 2: A New Home
Sora woke up in a comfortable bed with three very handsome young men and a young lady staring at her. One of the guys had bushy brown hair; he looked as if he had been struck by lightning! On his left stood a very handsome blond, about her age, with spiky hair. Next to him was another boy, who looked just like him, only younger. Sora figured that they were brothers. Next to the young blond was a brunette; her hair was a little shorter than Sora's. A few moments passed by before Sora said anything. "Wh-where am I?" She asked, confused. "You are at the Ishida Palace." Replied the little girl, "I am Hikari Kamiya, and this is my brother Taichi." The girl pointed to the bushy brown-haired boy. "I am Prince Yamato Ishida and this is my younger sibling, Takeru." The spiky-haired boy explained. "Who are you?" Asked Takeru. "I am Sor-um Ayumi. My name is Ayumi." Sora lied as she tried to get up. "No, don't move, you are very feeble." Yamato said as he put his hand on her shoulder. Sora blushed. She lay back down. "What am I doing here?" She asked. "Yamato and I were horse-back riding in the forest when we found you. You were unconscious so Yamato brought you back and I took your horse." Taichi replied. "Black Beauty is here?" Sora asked. "Black Beauty is the name of your horse?" Takeru asked, amazed. Sora nodded, "Why do you ask?" She was very confused. "There is only one Black Beauty is all the land, and it is the stallion of Princess Sora, my fiancée." Yamato explained. "Sora Takenouchi is your fiancée?" Sora asked. 'Oh no, my future husband was going to be…Yamato?! This cannot be!' Sora thought. "I guess it is only a coincidence that my horse is named Black Beauty." Was all she could say. Suddenly, a man and a woman entered the room. Both were wearing crowns. Sora figured that they must have been the king and queen. Following them was a young man, about seventeen, with blue hair and glasses. Behind him, there were two children who looked about a year older than Takeru and Hikari. One was a girl with long, purple hair and glasses. The other was a boy with navy-blue hair. "Oh, she has woken up! That is good news!" Exclaimed the seventeen-year-old. "Who are you?" Sora asked. "I am Dr. Joe Kido, and this is our Royal Highness, King Masaharu Ishida, and his lovely wife, Queen Nancy Ishida." The young man explained. The two children from before stepped out from behind the doctor. "I am Lady Miyako Inoue and this is Lord Ken Ichijouji." The purple-headed girl said. "And who might you be, my child?" Asked the queen in a soothing voice. Sora really did not want to lie to her, but she had to. "I am Ayumi." Sora told her. "What is your last name Ayumi?" Asked the king. "I can't remember." She lied. "Thank you so much for taking me in, but I really must be going. I know it is not much, but please take these coins as I token of my appreciation." Sora tried to give them the money, but they refused. "Nonsense, do you at least have parents?" The king asked. "They did not love me, so I ran away." She replied. Sora knew it was true; she tried to hold back her tears. "Oh, you poor child. Stay with us; we would be delighted to have you." The queen proposed. "I cannot, I will be a bother." Sora replied. "Oh no! Please stay!" Yamato blurted out. Everyone, including Sora, stared at him. "I mean, it would be nice to have a girl my age around the house, I spend too much time with Taichi; some people are going to think that I'm a homo…" Yamato tried to explain. "YAMATO! How dare you talk like that?!" His mother asked, horrified. "Ayumi, you will not be a bother. Please stay with us." King Masaharu said. "Well, since Yamato asked so nicely," she replied, sarcastically, "then I would be honored to stay with you."
Sora moved into the room that Hikari and Miyako shared. There was an extra bed. She spent a lot of time with them; they were her new best friends. She hadn't seen Mimi in a long time, about four years, to be exact. Sora wrote to her a lot, but Mimi just did not seem to have enough time for her anymore.
One day, Sora was in her room, staring at a picture of her parents. A single tear ran down her cheek. She had not seen them in over a month. 'Was it a good thing to leave them?' Sora thought as she caressed the photograph. (A/N: This takes place in the early 1900's; they had photographs) Yes, she answered to herself. It was the right thing to do, for her and for her family. She was so caught up in her thoughts that she did no hear Hikari enter the room. "Sora?" Hikari asked. Sora leaped; Hikari had startled her. "Yes? I mean no, I am not Sora, I am Ayumi." Sora replied. "Sora, it's all right. I know you are the princess." Hikari told her. "How do you know who I really am?" Sora asked, confused. "First, it was the horse's name. Then, I found the picture of King Takenouchi and his wife. It was on your bed, out in the open. Last, I found this portrait of you that was sent to Yamato before he met you, you know, for the arranged marriage." Hikari explained as she handed Sora the portrait. Sora remembered the day it was painted. She wore a long baby blue dress with lace on her collar and pearls around her sleeves. Her tiara covered the top of her long hair. Now that her hair was shorter, she looked quite different to someone who had never met her and only seen her in photographs and paintings. "Please do not tell anyone. I'll do anything." Sora pleaded. "Normally, I would not ask for anything, but there is something that I really want." Hikari said. "Name it!" Sora ordered. "Well, can you help me get Takeru to like me, but not as a friend?" Hikari responded, blushing. Sora grinned. "I cannot help you for that." She said. "Why?" Asked Hikari, disappointed. "Because he likes you already; just give him time." Sora explained. "He is just like his brother." Hikari acknowledged. "What do you mean?" Asked Sora, confused. "Yamato fancies a certain girl, but because of the wedding arrangement, he cannot tell her how he feels." Hikari replied. Sora felt her heart sink. 'Why am I jealous? Could it be that I am in love with Yamato? Every time he is near me I start to blush. How perfect is this?' Sora thought sarcastically, 'The man I love is the only man I cannot have.' Sora felt tears fill her eyes. "Who is she?" She asked Hikari, but there was no answer; Hikari had left the room.
Sora a.k.a. Black Beauty: REVIEW! I will add Mimi later on.