"Arigatoo" she mumbles still smelling the flowers. The smell made her feel
light-headed and intoxicated. She didn't understand why but a feeling of
deja'vu swept her body.
"You loved roses" the man said pulling a chair close to the bed and sitting down.
Anshi turns and looks at the man studying him. He was tall with a medium build. He had a pale-peach skin tone. His hair was short and purple. He had leaf-green eyes and a mustache that was the same color as his hair.
"I am sorry to ask you this, but who are you?" Anshi asks the man her expression confused. He looks at the girl and then starts to giggle softly, holding back tears of joy. "Oh, Anshi, I am your father." "Dr. Mamoru said you was having trouble remembering things, so it okay if don't remember me. I am just glad you woke up." He gives her a hug.
Anshi looked at the man even more puzzling. "My father huh" her voice low and soft. "You don't look anything like me." She looks down at her long violet hair which was pass waist. "Well my hair color does match his" she thought looking back at the man. "But our skin tone doesn't."
The man smiled and reached into his pants pocket. He pulled out his wallet and opened it. He handed Anshi a picture.
She examined the picture. It was a wedding photo of her father, he was younger, and a young woman. Anshi peered at the woman. She looked liked herself, tanned skin tone, she had hazel eyes, but her hair was a light violet almost pale.
"The woman in the picture is your mother" the man stated pointing at the woman in the picture. "My mother" Anshi whispered. "Why isn't she here?" the violet-haired girl asked looking up at her father.
The purple-haired man grew silent at the question. "Well...." he started grabbing Anshi's hand. "She died 16 years ago, during your child birth" the man's hand gripped Anshi's tighter and tears formed in his eyes.
"I am sorry, I didn't know." "It's okay, I miss her so much, but I am just glad you're back in my life.
Anshi's father pulled out another picture and handed it to her. It was picture of Anshi, she about 6 years old and there was young boy standing beside her in the photo; he was older about 10 or 11 years old. He had the same skin tone as she, green eyes, but his hair was pale violet like her mother's.
"That's your brother, Dios" her father pointed out. "D....Dios" Anshi stuttered. "Why does that name sound so familiar" she thought. "You and Dios were very close." "He would always protected you and look after you," the man noted with a smile.
"Dios...my brother" she stared at the photo moreover. "So do you remember him?" her father asked his voice raspy. "Uhmmm....she paused....I am not sure," she leaned back on the pillow.
"It's okay, it will take you some time to remember things" her placed the pictures back in his wallet.
Anshi turned to the man and smiled. He stood up and kissed her on the forehead. "I am glad you woke up after all these years."
"Otou-sama" Anshi asked as the man stroked her long hair. "Yes Anshi." "Will Dios be visiting me? I would like to see him, since you said we were close."
The man sighed and seated back down in the chair. He rubbed his eyebrows and looked down at the floor. "Anshi-chan...." his voice deepened. "I didn't want to tell you now, but I guess this is as good of a time as any."
Anshi straightened up in the bed and looked at her father with a worried look in her sea-green eyes. "Is there something wrong otou-sama?"
Oops....TO BE CONTINUED.....
Next chapter 10: The Accident.
"You loved roses" the man said pulling a chair close to the bed and sitting down.
Anshi turns and looks at the man studying him. He was tall with a medium build. He had a pale-peach skin tone. His hair was short and purple. He had leaf-green eyes and a mustache that was the same color as his hair.
"I am sorry to ask you this, but who are you?" Anshi asks the man her expression confused. He looks at the girl and then starts to giggle softly, holding back tears of joy. "Oh, Anshi, I am your father." "Dr. Mamoru said you was having trouble remembering things, so it okay if don't remember me. I am just glad you woke up." He gives her a hug.
Anshi looked at the man even more puzzling. "My father huh" her voice low and soft. "You don't look anything like me." She looks down at her long violet hair which was pass waist. "Well my hair color does match his" she thought looking back at the man. "But our skin tone doesn't."
The man smiled and reached into his pants pocket. He pulled out his wallet and opened it. He handed Anshi a picture.
She examined the picture. It was a wedding photo of her father, he was younger, and a young woman. Anshi peered at the woman. She looked liked herself, tanned skin tone, she had hazel eyes, but her hair was a light violet almost pale.
"The woman in the picture is your mother" the man stated pointing at the woman in the picture. "My mother" Anshi whispered. "Why isn't she here?" the violet-haired girl asked looking up at her father.
The purple-haired man grew silent at the question. "Well...." he started grabbing Anshi's hand. "She died 16 years ago, during your child birth" the man's hand gripped Anshi's tighter and tears formed in his eyes.
"I am sorry, I didn't know." "It's okay, I miss her so much, but I am just glad you're back in my life.
Anshi's father pulled out another picture and handed it to her. It was picture of Anshi, she about 6 years old and there was young boy standing beside her in the photo; he was older about 10 or 11 years old. He had the same skin tone as she, green eyes, but his hair was pale violet like her mother's.
"That's your brother, Dios" her father pointed out. "D....Dios" Anshi stuttered. "Why does that name sound so familiar" she thought. "You and Dios were very close." "He would always protected you and look after you," the man noted with a smile.
"Dios...my brother" she stared at the photo moreover. "So do you remember him?" her father asked his voice raspy. "Uhmmm....she paused....I am not sure," she leaned back on the pillow.
"It's okay, it will take you some time to remember things" her placed the pictures back in his wallet.
Anshi turned to the man and smiled. He stood up and kissed her on the forehead. "I am glad you woke up after all these years."
"Otou-sama" Anshi asked as the man stroked her long hair. "Yes Anshi." "Will Dios be visiting me? I would like to see him, since you said we were close."
The man sighed and seated back down in the chair. He rubbed his eyebrows and looked down at the floor. "Anshi-chan...." his voice deepened. "I didn't want to tell you now, but I guess this is as good of a time as any."
Anshi straightened up in the bed and looked at her father with a worried look in her sea-green eyes. "Is there something wrong otou-sama?"
Oops....TO BE CONTINUED.....
Next chapter 10: The Accident.