the answer and my big trip
Uncle Touma was wrong, for last night they did get engaged and the wedding was in one week. Yuki told me this when Touma dropped me off the next day. Yuki wanted to know if I was okay with this. I said yes I was okay, but how would grandma take it.
It didn't take very long for her to find out Shuichi called her, and I went out to the mall. I went to the one by Grandmas because I saw some stuff there I wanted for my room. But on the way something happened.
"Kokoro-chan what going on with my son?" Oba-san asked holding me in the air pressing me against the wall holding on to my neck.
"My name is Sora and there getting married weather you like it or not" I spat at her, this was all I could take.
"Your real father named you Kokoro. That is your name, and I don't like you, or Eiri you both sicken me" She was scaring me now, I thought she had gone psycho or something. The she put me down and some man stepped out of nowhere and put a cloth to my mouth. That's all I can recall.
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It was cold and clammy when all senses returned to my immobilized body. For the life of me, I could not tell where I was, or what was around me besides the darkness. It was to dark, causing me to whimper slightly as I stood up on hesitantly legs, trying my best to remember what had happen.
That morning, I had found out they were getting married, went on a walk to the mall by grandma's, then…
It all became clear as I fell to my knees, there was something above me, below me, and all around me. Tears were filling my eyes, causing it to be hard for me to tell where I was going. The stranger had done something to make me unconscious, something on the handkerchief that had taken the air out of my lungs quickly. Speaking of lungs, they felt like liquid, causing me to reach to touch my throat self-consciously.
Everything around me felt cold and chilled, especially to my body.
I later found my self in a box. I kept crying, whimpering for, Shuichi, Yuki, or my father. I wanted K to fall out of the sky and kill these guys, and take me home, so I could go to the wedding. But I was trapped in the box, and all I could do was cry. And I cried my self to sleep.
I later woke up to the box being thrown, then picked up, moving again, being thrown down, and then moving again. Where was I, where was I going, what did grandma do. And we stopped again then I felt the box being carried, then I heard yelling like children's and then the box was put down. I one end was slid up and I ran out to see all the stuff Mako and me buy the other day to be there. I turned around looking at the man.
"Welcome to your new home" he said then shut the door.
I felt so ashamed and alone. I wasn't in the room for long, soon another man came in and took me back down stairs in to a small office where I was seated down. "So what's your name kid" the man across the desk asked in English, "Sora Kokoro Shindo-"
"Kokoro Shindo" The man said, "The one the old lady sent here from Japan."
"My name is Sora Shindo"
"Well tough. I'll make you a deal you can be called Sora. But your new last name is Kokoro" The man said smirking.
"Where am I" I asked
"New York orphanage, brat welcome to your new home, for now that is" The man said pushing me out of the office.
"I am Sora Shindo Son of Shuichi-" He slapped me
"I thought we had a deal brat, your name is Sora Kokoro, learn it, I'm not gonna listen to any Sora Shindou stuff" with that he slammed the door leaving me out in the hall away from home, away from the people who love me, "I want to go home" I cried. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"My name is Jimmy Miller, you must be new here, what's your name" The boy said smiling.
"I'm Sora Kokoro I'm glad to meet you" And with that I had made my first friend here in New York orphanage, but I still wanted to go home. I didn't know how I was going to get out of the, it wasn't like being chased by fans. I was in America and didn't know what I was going to do, I will just have to keep trying I told me self, Hope for something incredible to happen.