Miroku's Chick: Yeah, I changed my name again. I wanna belong to someone alive.and who's not my brother. And plus MIROKU ROCKS! Woot! Yeah.so moving on.readies!! Reviewies!! Danni will love you all the more! *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_

Kara lie on her bed, headphones blaring, blocking her out to the rest of the world. Her body bolted up into a sitting position and flung her CD player across the room, hitting the wall.

"If we could afford REAL CDs they wouldn't be such junk!! But noooo since mommy dearest is such a money whore I have to buy them bootleg from kids at school!!"

She started mumbling random things about her mother as she tied her long black hair back into a ponytail. She sighed and fell back onto her bed. Her mom barged into her room. They were complete opposites. Her mom was a blonde with blue eys, she was a bit chunky and pretty lazy and loved money. Kara on the other hand was about 5'8" with jet black hair and borwn eyes and was quite thin.

"Kara, food." Was all she said and left.

She got up and went downstairs to the kitchen and sat at the table.

"What do you expect me to serve you, Queen Kara? Get your ass up and get your soup."

"Of course not mom, I'd never want you to do something," she quipped and stood to get her soup and sat back down.

"Yum, cold soup." She mumbled and stopped eating all together.

Her mom ignored her and continued eating.

"Kara, you're adopted," she said out of no where as if every parent said it every day to their kids.

'Yeah, thanks for the info, Jean. My mom lives in Japan with my sister, brother, and grandfather. I found that out when I was 12. And in case you haven't noticed I'm 15."

She slammed her hands down on the table and stalked off to her room again.

"Stupid woman. I can't believe she had the nerve to sound so casual about it! Besides the fact that I knew for so long. I wish I could live in Japan with my real family, instead of with this American whore."

She closed her eyes and rested her head on the pillow. Within minutes she was fast asleep.

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"KARA, PHONE!!!"

Kara awoke with a start and stumbled her way down the stairs and to the kitchen where the phone hung on the wall. She picked it up off the table and put it to her ear.

"Hey Kara!"

" 'Ello, love! What's up Cyn?!"

"We're going to Japan for a class trip thingy!! It's one of the exchange thingys! I believe you're going to be at the Higarashi residence."

Kara dropped the phone and froze. The phone dangled from the cord, repeatedly hitting the wall.

"Hello? Kara? You there?"

Kara picked up the phone again, still in a state of shock.

"Cynthia."

"What's the matter Kara?"

"That's my real mom's last name."

She heard a barely audible gasp from the other end of the phone.

"Well I guess we're just gonna have to find out, huh Kara?"

"Guess so."

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~School the next day~

"I can't believe we're going to Japan!" Cynthia practically screamed in the halls on the way to their Japanese class. They walked into the room and took their normal seats in the back.

"Konnichiwa!" The teacher said in a cheery voice. She obviously wasn't Japanese, but spoke the language fluently.

"As you know, our very own Cynthia and Kara are going to Japan on the exchange program!" He voice got suddenly serious. "And you two better be on your best behavior, for you're now representing America. Now Kara, you're going to be located at the Higarashi house, and Cynthia will be in the Sukari home. Alrighty.We're going to go through some of the details." _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*

Miroku's Chick: yay! End chappie one!