Final Decisions
"My name darling? Of all that you don't even remember my name? Very well then, I will refresh your memory. My name is Miyu. You used to call me Gram Mimi. You always seemed to call me Miru when you tried to say my whole name. I guess she was important to you, but yeah you used to call me Gram Mimi. It was a very cute name and it was even better hearing an adorable little girl call me that." she said with a beautiful smile on here face.
"Grams Mimi, I remember that. I was wondering if it would be okay...if I still like called you that? Even though like, I didn't remember your name...would it be okay?" Shinara asked sweetly, unsure as she didn't know if Miyu would be okay with it anymore.
"But of course! I would be called nothing else by you! I was your Grams Mimi and wish to stay your Grams Mimi darling. Did you know I was the one to give you those silly little nicknames and then find songs to go with them ever so sweetly.? I bet you didn't remember that Nara."she said to see if Shinara remembered that name.
"Nara! You gave me that nickname? Oh, how glad I am that I finally am able to figure out all that I didn't remember. All those nights thinking of those things that didn't quite make sense to me, the names the places the people, my great love of windows by the sea. Oh how happy you've made me Grams Mimi!" Shinara exclaimed.
And with that Shinara ran up to Miyu and gave her the greatest hug and wouldn't let go until her parents with the others walked up to see the embrace. For they didn't think that Shinara would remember her grandmother, the only one she would ever know.
"Well I see that you guys finally have gotten aquatinted with each other and now remember each other quiet well. I am very happy that you remember her Shinara."said a proud Haschel. Two of the most important women in his life are in each others company.
"Grandpa!" exclaimed Shinara. She ran from her grandmothers embrace and into her grandfathers arms.
"Oh how long has it been grandpa, two years, three?"she asked him. It wasn't his fault, he had a lot of things to take care of, now that he was the mayor of his town and adopting a child of his own, Hannan. He was about 17 years old. He had long wheat-colored hair and sea blue eyes. He was a natural fighter, coming from nothing he had to be. He knew all about the dragoons and the dragoon campaign because they were the stories that Haschel loved to tell when it was the time for him to tell stories. He, Miyu, and Haschel sat there and laughed and joked around as if they were a real family.
He was a good child but everyone had their shortcomings. He found it hard to trust people because they have always done him wrong. His parents being the first to do him so, then following almost everyone afterwards. Haschel and Miyu were the first he was able to trust but it took a long time for him to do so. Know he looked at all with a untrusting eyes but most just thought he was just being careful.
They had brought him along but Shinara did not see him just yet because he was outside looking around at the nature surrounding him. He was a lover of nature. The flowers, the grass, the trees, the clouds, everything that man did not create. He was amused by man-made things such as weapons, but he would rather create it himself than support someone who wouldn't even remember his face.
He fights with a sword that he made when he was no older than eleven, in the privacy of his chambers in his home with his new found parents. He was with them for about seven months before he made his sword. It was a very effective, yet fashionable sword for someone his age. H e never looked his age so people never second guessed his need for such a weapon for someone his age.
"This is a very impressive landscape for someone to live in. By the looks of the house they had it personally built to suit their needs and they didn't tear down much of the trees. Yes impressive it is. I would think it was Dart, Shana and their son. He is probably about fifteen." Hannan says to himself as he looks at the training area that Shinara and he father work in occasionally.
As he continues to study the landscape, Shinara comes out to pick a few more vegetables for them to eat once Haschel tells her that his son will be arriving shortly because he likes to study the nature in any area that they travel in so he will become familiar with it.
As Shinara turns the corner she bumps into Hannan. She stumbles backwards and drops the basket she was holding and Hannan falls to the floor. He looks up at her with anger and surprise for a girl had just knocked him over. A mere girl is what he thought, but she wasn't.
"Whose ward are you? Why did you run into me?" he demanded. He was just plain furious that he was knocked over by a girl. As he stepped back he really looked at her and realized she was a really pretty girl. Her eyes, her stature, her demeanor, and her build was just very interesting. Just as he was fascinated by nature, he was intrigued by her, but that didn't completely erase his anger and embarrassment.
"I am no ward, not that it is your business. I should ask you who are you wandering around someone else's property I bet the owners of this home wouldn't be to happy to know that strangers are wandering about. Also, I didn't run into you, you rammed into me." she stated in a very calm tone.
"Aha! That is where you are wrong! I know the owners of this house my father and the man of this house are very close in fact but not that is matters. Who are you?" he asked, but he was unable to get a response from her because by then everyone inside the house had come outside seeing the entire landscaping of the house.
"Ah, I see you have met my adopted son Shinara."Haschel says with a great smile on his face.
"Adopted son? Grandpa this is the boy you always talk about when you come to visit?" Shinara asks puzzled
"Grandpa? Wait. Father, this is your great powerful grandchild with the promising destiny laid in front of them?" Hannan asks his father.
"Dad, why didn't you tell me he was bringing his child with him? This boy was wandering all about the property. I thought him to be a trespasser. I was about to attack him but I felt sorry for him because he looked lost." she said.
"You felt sorry? You were terrified after you fell when you ran into me. I didn't look lost I knew where I was going you need to watch where you go." he said smugly.
"I didn't run into you, you rammed into me like a raging bull!" she yelled.
"I did no such a thing." "And terrified? I was not. You were the one laying on the floor almost the entire time after you fell to the ground after I startled you so and you called me a ward." she fumed.
"That's because you don't live here." "I do live here. These are my parents. This is my house!" she responded as she pointed to her mother and father and the land around her.
He was speechless. He had grown to admire Dart after all of the stories that Haschel had told him about his adventures. Now to find out that he had a daughter and this girl to be his child was shocking.
"Dart. . . Dart is your father? And Shana your mother?"he asked her.
"Yes. They are my parents." Now she had the chance to be smug.
"Now we can't have you two arguing. We need to be inside figuring out what we are going to do about this situation that has arisen." Haschel stated and led the way back inside the house.
"My name darling? Of all that you don't even remember my name? Very well then, I will refresh your memory. My name is Miyu. You used to call me Gram Mimi. You always seemed to call me Miru when you tried to say my whole name. I guess she was important to you, but yeah you used to call me Gram Mimi. It was a very cute name and it was even better hearing an adorable little girl call me that." she said with a beautiful smile on here face.
"Grams Mimi, I remember that. I was wondering if it would be okay...if I still like called you that? Even though like, I didn't remember your name...would it be okay?" Shinara asked sweetly, unsure as she didn't know if Miyu would be okay with it anymore.
"But of course! I would be called nothing else by you! I was your Grams Mimi and wish to stay your Grams Mimi darling. Did you know I was the one to give you those silly little nicknames and then find songs to go with them ever so sweetly.? I bet you didn't remember that Nara."she said to see if Shinara remembered that name.
"Nara! You gave me that nickname? Oh, how glad I am that I finally am able to figure out all that I didn't remember. All those nights thinking of those things that didn't quite make sense to me, the names the places the people, my great love of windows by the sea. Oh how happy you've made me Grams Mimi!" Shinara exclaimed.
And with that Shinara ran up to Miyu and gave her the greatest hug and wouldn't let go until her parents with the others walked up to see the embrace. For they didn't think that Shinara would remember her grandmother, the only one she would ever know.
"Well I see that you guys finally have gotten aquatinted with each other and now remember each other quiet well. I am very happy that you remember her Shinara."said a proud Haschel. Two of the most important women in his life are in each others company.
"Grandpa!" exclaimed Shinara. She ran from her grandmothers embrace and into her grandfathers arms.
"Oh how long has it been grandpa, two years, three?"she asked him. It wasn't his fault, he had a lot of things to take care of, now that he was the mayor of his town and adopting a child of his own, Hannan. He was about 17 years old. He had long wheat-colored hair and sea blue eyes. He was a natural fighter, coming from nothing he had to be. He knew all about the dragoons and the dragoon campaign because they were the stories that Haschel loved to tell when it was the time for him to tell stories. He, Miyu, and Haschel sat there and laughed and joked around as if they were a real family.
He was a good child but everyone had their shortcomings. He found it hard to trust people because they have always done him wrong. His parents being the first to do him so, then following almost everyone afterwards. Haschel and Miyu were the first he was able to trust but it took a long time for him to do so. Know he looked at all with a untrusting eyes but most just thought he was just being careful.
They had brought him along but Shinara did not see him just yet because he was outside looking around at the nature surrounding him. He was a lover of nature. The flowers, the grass, the trees, the clouds, everything that man did not create. He was amused by man-made things such as weapons, but he would rather create it himself than support someone who wouldn't even remember his face.
He fights with a sword that he made when he was no older than eleven, in the privacy of his chambers in his home with his new found parents. He was with them for about seven months before he made his sword. It was a very effective, yet fashionable sword for someone his age. H e never looked his age so people never second guessed his need for such a weapon for someone his age.
"This is a very impressive landscape for someone to live in. By the looks of the house they had it personally built to suit their needs and they didn't tear down much of the trees. Yes impressive it is. I would think it was Dart, Shana and their son. He is probably about fifteen." Hannan says to himself as he looks at the training area that Shinara and he father work in occasionally.
As he continues to study the landscape, Shinara comes out to pick a few more vegetables for them to eat once Haschel tells her that his son will be arriving shortly because he likes to study the nature in any area that they travel in so he will become familiar with it.
As Shinara turns the corner she bumps into Hannan. She stumbles backwards and drops the basket she was holding and Hannan falls to the floor. He looks up at her with anger and surprise for a girl had just knocked him over. A mere girl is what he thought, but she wasn't.
"Whose ward are you? Why did you run into me?" he demanded. He was just plain furious that he was knocked over by a girl. As he stepped back he really looked at her and realized she was a really pretty girl. Her eyes, her stature, her demeanor, and her build was just very interesting. Just as he was fascinated by nature, he was intrigued by her, but that didn't completely erase his anger and embarrassment.
"I am no ward, not that it is your business. I should ask you who are you wandering around someone else's property I bet the owners of this home wouldn't be to happy to know that strangers are wandering about. Also, I didn't run into you, you rammed into me." she stated in a very calm tone.
"Aha! That is where you are wrong! I know the owners of this house my father and the man of this house are very close in fact but not that is matters. Who are you?" he asked, but he was unable to get a response from her because by then everyone inside the house had come outside seeing the entire landscaping of the house.
"Ah, I see you have met my adopted son Shinara."Haschel says with a great smile on his face.
"Adopted son? Grandpa this is the boy you always talk about when you come to visit?" Shinara asks puzzled
"Grandpa? Wait. Father, this is your great powerful grandchild with the promising destiny laid in front of them?" Hannan asks his father.
"Dad, why didn't you tell me he was bringing his child with him? This boy was wandering all about the property. I thought him to be a trespasser. I was about to attack him but I felt sorry for him because he looked lost." she said.
"You felt sorry? You were terrified after you fell when you ran into me. I didn't look lost I knew where I was going you need to watch where you go." he said smugly.
"I didn't run into you, you rammed into me like a raging bull!" she yelled.
"I did no such a thing." "And terrified? I was not. You were the one laying on the floor almost the entire time after you fell to the ground after I startled you so and you called me a ward." she fumed.
"That's because you don't live here." "I do live here. These are my parents. This is my house!" she responded as she pointed to her mother and father and the land around her.
He was speechless. He had grown to admire Dart after all of the stories that Haschel had told him about his adventures. Now to find out that he had a daughter and this girl to be his child was shocking.
"Dart. . . Dart is your father? And Shana your mother?"he asked her.
"Yes. They are my parents." Now she had the chance to be smug.
"Now we can't have you two arguing. We need to be inside figuring out what we are going to do about this situation that has arisen." Haschel stated and led the way back inside the house.