Chapter III of What kind of curse?

HARU!

please don't be Sue! Please do not be Sue!

HARU!!!!!!!

crap, it is Sue

Haru, I've finally found out your problem!

Hm, maybe it's you?

Huh, oh, no, it's basically your entire personality

Sue...

Yes?

LEAVE!

Eeep!

Disclaimer: For Reasons unbeknownst to me, I was not born bearing the name Natsuki Takaya. Well, neither was she... but that's beyond the point I was trying to make. I DON"T OWN ANYTHING, Except my shoes, and my shirt, and my TV, and my Rurouni Kenshin DVD, and my Yu Yu Hakusho cards, and My Y-G-O cards, and my Rave Master Manga.

Kyoko, my name was Kyoko, right? Somehow, nothing seemed right anymore, nothing. How had he known so much? What did he mean I had to remember on my own? Crap! What was I supposed to friggin remember if I don't?

Mii was sitting on the couch and I was on the chair. She was looking at a magazine.

"Mii, I wasn't by any chance adopted was I?"

"Huh, Kyoko, I. What do you mean adopted, what put that thought in your head?"

Kyo. "I was just wondering, and I mean I never actually have seen my birth certificate."

"I believe that your great aunt has it, but I could be wrong."

Great Aunt Mimi. I lived with her right after my parents died, or so I've always been told. She was old, and I don't feel like yelling my face off the get her to hear. That is, if she still can.

I was confused and lost. I never did look like anyone that I'd lived with, so I was always lead to wonder which parent I looked like more. I needed answers, and it didn't look like anyone was willing to give them to me.

It was getting kind of late so I figured I'd catch some Z's, and look stuff up on the internet in the morning.

That is I was going to, until my dreams helped me to remember a bit.

"Look at it. It's not right, is it?"

"No, it's not. This is wrong, was this supposed to happen?"

There were two people, it was hard to see them, but I could tell it was two women, looking at me as though I was a freak.

Then it faded, and another person, someone who looked three years older than me stood there. (Akito)

"This isn't right, it's even worse than the cat!" Then I was pushed onto the ground. Unfortunately for me, the ground was scattered with glass. My shoulder was pierced and I started to bleed. That was where my scar had come from.

"Mommy, you love me, don't you?" I said sitting at what I assumed was a dinner table. She wouldn't answer me. She wouldn't even acknowledge me.

I was playing with friends, me, Momiji, Hatsuharu, Yuki, and Kagura. We were playing. They were the first friends I had, the few who could understand what was going on. But, remembering it, I saw many more people, standing there watching, waiting for an opportune moment for me to mess up. I heard one of them say, "You know, if she gets thrown out, all of them will need to have their memory's erased."

I remember the looks that they gave me. It was as if I was the most hideous creature they'd ever seen. As if I was somehow 'wrong' for being the way I was, but, I couldn't help that. No one could.

A tall man stood in front of me, with a boy next to him. (Hatori standing next to his father who also was a doctor) "Are you sure you won't regret this? Are you sure that this is the best decision that could have been made. Are you sure that you will not regret Suzume having to leave?"

Was that it, Suzume? Was that my name, my real name?

Then, my face, covered by a hand and I fell. That was my life not supposed to be remembered.

Then I woke up. I remembered it all, everything, or at least I hope it was everything. My real name was not Kyoko Kahka but Suzume Sohma. My parents never died, they chose to get rid of me, because I wasn't like the rest, because I wasn't born right. It was because there never was supposed to be a white tiger.

Short Chappy, Sorri! Oh well, yay I've finally came close to actually finishing a story! WOOOOHT GO ME! Review Purdy please!