A White Feather
She could not believe she had been so stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid! She could not believe that she had lost her white feather. Why it bothered her so much, she didn't know. It had been forever since she had seen it as well. She only really remembered it when Sensei had told the class to do a writing prompt about an object in their house that had significant value to them. At first, she thought about her clothes, or perhaps a necklace that her grandmother had given her. Then she thought about the white feather.
It doesn't have to be big, Sensei had said. Just something that changed you in one way or another.
Instantly, Risa Harada was taken back to that night on a rooftop of a museum, looking down into the darkness and feeling a strong hand grab hold of her arm. She remembered the warmth and how she felt when she awoke to find a coat draped over her body... and she saw a white feather drift to the ground...
She had looked everywhere for it when she came home. The first place was in the back of her closet, where the old, torn jacket was well hidden and covered with a bit of dust. Guilt struck her heart as she tenderly picked it up and stroked the dust away. She had been so wrapped up with Dark lately that she had almost completely forgotten...
"Mou!" Risa scoffed as she searched through her room. "If it's not in the coat and it's not in my backpack, the where the hell did I put it!" She felt tears well up in her eyes and she paused, heaving a sigh. "Come on, where is it?"
Tiredly, she shuffled through her dresses, accidentally knocking over one of her purses as she did so. Out fell lip gloss, mascara, blush, a compact mirror, and various other make-up items. It was the bad she would always take out before she would go see Dark. She scowled at it, surprisingly disgusted... until something caught her eye.
She scooped down and picked up the purse, not bother to stop other things from falling out. Reaching her hand inside, she touched a soft, feather-like material.
"YES!!!!!!!"
"Risa?" Riku poked her head into her twin's room. "What are you doing?" she asked, looking at the mess her sister had created. When she saw a tear running down Risa's face, she instantly became concerned. "Are you ok?"
"Fine! Just perfect, actually. Never better!"
"Um... ok then..." Riku walked back into her room, not even bothering to think about it.
Risa, on the other hand, wiped away the tear she had shed and laughed at herself. She was crying in happiness over finding a feather. How silly... But this was good. This was very good. As she sat at her desk and began writing the rough draft, Risa couldn't stop smiling.
This time, she would keep a close watch on the feather. She promised.