Disclaimer: . I do not own this.. stuff. O_O It is NOT mine, although if it was mine, I'd really.. not have any reason to write fanfiction about it. :D Ayu is mine. Anything you do not recognize from the show is mine. @_@ This is my first. Review, do it NOW. ^-^ Please. o_o I'm not exactly familiar with the culture during this time, but . let us.. overlook that. ^_^

About this chapter: :D The glorious introduction. Not very eventful. It gets far better the next chapter. ^__^ I just had to show you everyone, here.

CHAPTER ONE :: SHE'S IMPOSSIBLE

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      "Ayu, you know quite well I want nothing but what is in your best interest. I know it's very hard for you to understand, but you must-"

      "I know precisely how to take care of myself." A harsh female voice interrupted that of the kinder man's. "I have yet to see a single reason to force me to go to this.. this.. wherever it is! With a great uncle I do not even know! I'm fifteen years old, I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself, this is an ABSOL-" 

      "Ayuka! Stop this at once! You should be thankful you do NOT have to provide for yourself. When I was fifteen-"

      "You were completely independent, relying on your parents for only shelter, making your own meals, I know, I've heard the story many times.. Father."          

      The man sighed and rubbed his temples impatiently.

      "You're impossible."

      "I take it after you," Ayuka huffed, turning her head and abruptly sticking her nose into the air, sending her light brown hair into the air, just dark enough to be brown and not blond, flying into the air, only to settle upon the shoulders of her delicately decorated kimono. Which she hated, quite passionately.

      "You took it after your mother," The man replied, smiling a somewhat sad smile.

      Ayuka's eyes sparkled.

      "Truly?" she asked.

      Senkurou, the man (and father) nodded.

      "Katsuki was just like you. Stubborn, clever, absolutely oblivious, and a complete heartbreaker." He smirked.

      Ayu snorted.

      "Attractive."

      She glared at him.

      "No need to be attractive. Who needs men? Bah, I do just fine on my own. I can take perfect care of myself, defend myself. Don't need one."

      Senkurou shook his head.

      "I'll remind you of those words on your wedding day."

      "No need to, as I'll never have one."

      With that, the girl affectionately known as Ayu, spun on her heel and headed to her bedroom.

      "Fine! I'll get my things together." She shouted. "But you had better not be gone for any longer than a month! I'm not at all pleased with this arrangement.." Along with some other shouting that was stifled by the sliding shut of the door as Senkurou walked outside, muttering to himself about "disrespectful teenagers".

      Ayuka peered around her room, searching for anything she might've needed to pack. She spotted a small silver chain necklace lying near her bed, and nearly thumped herself. The chain had a tiny diamond attached. Nothing fancy, but it meant a lot to her. Her mother had been wearing it when she died, due to "disease", or at least, that's what she'd always been told. She did not question it. Death was a part of life during her childhood. Carefully placing the necklace around her neck, she grabbed her things and headed outside to her father.

      "Got everything?" Senkurou asked.

      Ayuka nodded.

      "Alright then, up you go." He attempted to hoist her into the carriage, but she gave him the "look" that said to back off, she could handle this herself. He shrugged and shook his head. Ridiculously stubborn.

      During the trip to who-knows-where, Ayu stared sadly out the window. This was not one of the normal trips her father usually took. She could tell by the tone of his voice. The rush he was in to get her to her "great uncle", assuming he WAS even related to her.. What was his name? Oh, yes. Some doctor.. Genzai? She shrugged mentally. Everything would fall into place. Always does.

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Ooh, ah. Next chapter: Hella longer. O__O; Developing relationships, etc! :D Yay.