Dawn of Rebirth
Profiles:
Name: Seishuku Hotohori Saihitei
Nickname: Hotohori
Age: 8
Birthplace: Eiyou, Konan
Family: Father passed away. His mother was murdered while he was
visiting the Cherry Blossom orphans. He has a few handfuls of
half brothers and half sisters, but he hasn't met any of them.
Current Home: Cherry Blossom Orphanage
Hobbies: Protecting his friends
Short History: His father had been rather rich before passing
away. His mother was murdered. He has his whole life had planned
out for him, then it was shattered. He is also a very lonely boy.
Not even the Cherry Blossom orphans can help that.
Name: Miaka
Nickname: Mia
Age: 7
Birthplace: Unknown
Family: She was abandoned, then adopted by a family in Eiyou,
Konan.
Current Home: A small house in Eiyou, Konan.
Hobbies: Visiting her friends
Short History: She was abandoned at age 4, like Naka, and Soi.
She was at the Cherry Blossom for a little while before being
adopted.
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Chapter Two: Mia Help Though Innocence
"Nani..?" Kourin asked in her quiet, little-girl voice. The other children just gaped at Hotohori.
"It think it happened while I was visiting you. Someone managed to bypass the security at my home-" Hotohori stopped when he noticed no one else understood a think he was saying, that is all except for Doukun.
"Bypass...?" Tama asked.
"He means someone got past the guards, which are the security system, at his house," Doukun offered.
"Oh..." most of the children nodded. Tama and Genro still didn't get it.
"Someone got into his house," Doukun sighed.
"Oh!" Tama and Genro nodded.
"They.... She.... The scene wasn't very pretty, let's leave it at that," Hotohori sighed, trying to erase the image from his mind.
"Young master! Don't go in there!" A guard warned. Hotohori took no heed.
"Okaasama! Okaasama!" He called as he opened the doors. He expected to see his mother with a stern look on her face with an expression that clearly said, 'Saihitei, you've been bad,' He expected her to sadly shake her head and say, 'Saihitei, you cannot be so disrespectful!' He never expected, not even in his wildest dreams, to see what he saw.
The room was gold, from the rays autumn sun. The whole room had been gold... Crimson dotted the lower part of the walls. His mother.... In the corner of the room... Lying in a pool of her own blood. She had been stabbed to death.
"I-i don't know why it happened... We never did anything to become targets, did we? We were just well known. I was of noble birth, that's all... What did she do to deserve death...?" And what did I do to deserve not dying with her... Hotohori was on the verge of tears.
"Hotohori..." Kourin's bottom lip quivered.
"Kourin, I didn't mean to make it seem that I blamed you. Whether or not you had wished for me to stay, this was unavoidable..." Hotohori put a comforting hand on Kourin's shoulder. She nodded slightly. Tama shivered and rubbed his arms, trying to keep warm.
"Um... Can we go back to sleep now?" He asked, "I'm freezing," The children went back to their blankets.
"Ow!" Hikou's voice shouted.
"Itai, no da..." Chiri complained as he clutched his sore foot.
"Where the heck is my tessen?!?" Genro asked.
"In my face!" Hikou growled, "Chiri!"
"Gomen, no da! I didn't mean to kick it into you, na no da!"
Tama offered to let Hotohori join Genro and him. Hotohori let Tama and Genro have the blanket. He still had his coat. Hotohori laid on his side, his cheek pressed against the cold ground. He shivered, and it wasn't because of the cold.
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After a quick breakfast of rice and soy sauce, the children were pushed out into the playground.
Naka, Suboshi, and Soi were playing 'fetch' with Ashitare, using Suboshi's Ryuuseisui. Amiboshi tried to teach Chiriko how to play the flute. Kouran and Kourin had a swing race. See who could get the highest in the shortest amount of time. Chiri and Hikou pushed Kouran while Nuri and Tama pushed Kourin. Juan and Genro were bored out of their minds, just sitting in the sandbox, watching everyone else. Genro got to a point of boredom where he tried to set the sand on fire with his tessen. Hotohori sat in the corner, weeping. No one seemed to notice though. Tomo chased Tama-neko around... Tama-neko had stolen his clam shell.
"Really, Tomo, what is with you and your love for clam shells?" a girlish voice asked.
"Mia-chan! Ahhhh! Itai, no da..." When Chiri turned to greet Miaka, Kouran had slammed into him on her swing.
"Hotohori! What are you doing here?" Mia asked.
"Anou, Mia-chan, I wouldn't-" Chiri began.
"Hotohori! Why are you crying? Are you hurt?" Mia pushed past Chiri, rushing over to her friend, concerned. Tama filled her in briefly.
"Oh no! That's really bad! I'm so sorry, Hotohori..." Mia apologized.
"My okaasama and I weren't exactly on good terms when I left... I regret not being able to apologize to her..." Hotohori sniffled.
"He means he and his okaasan had a fight or something like that and he didn't tell her he was sorry," Doukun quickly translated as to not ruining the solemn air the surrounded the children.
'Saihitei! I'm ashamed to call you my son! Have you no manners?" Hotohori's okaasan scolded, "Always bow before your superiors!" Hotohori was growing annoyed.
"Okaasama, you never note the things I do right, yet you exaggerate everything I do wrong! What kind of mother are you?!" Hotohori spat. His mother put one hand on her chest in shock.
"Seishuku Hotohori Saihitei! What has gotten over you? Apologize at once!"
"Iie! I won't! I hate you! You don't even care about me! I'm just another one of your possessions, to help you climb up the social ladder! I hate you! I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!" Hotohori spat before bursting out the door.
"....What exactly is the problem?" Mia said at last.
"Huh?" Hotohori asked with a puzzled expression.
"What matters is that you wanted to tell her you were sorry, which means you really are. I think Suzaku-sama 'll tell her," Mia offered Hotohori one of her innocent smiled Hotohori smiled back.
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Mia kept near Hotohori for the whole visit, "You know, I really miss being here, but I love my family..."
"Thank you, Mia. You helped, a lot," Hotohori replied as they hear a crash, followed by the sound of hollow objects hitting the ground.
"Itai, no da..."
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It was another chilly night at the orphanage. The orphans assumed their usual position. The cold wasn't as bad as the previous night. They were awoken in the middle of the night once again. This time it was a teary-eyed Mia.
"Mia!" Chiri cried, "What are you doing here?"
"I don't know... I went home, but it wasn't my home anymore. No one seemed to recognize me and I couldn't find my family... I don't know what I'm gonna do!" Mia wailed.
Authors Notes: I will explain all of this in the future chapters. Yes, something fishy is going on. Yes, this will soon be happy-go-lucky again. No, I am not trying to be mean to Chiri. He just isn't as important right now as he will be soon. Any grammer errors are supposed to be there. That's mostly how children talk.
My friend, Dayshadow, noted that Hotohori doesn't talk like a child. She's right. But face it, he was raised as a rich, noble boy. He had a good teacher.