Disclaimer: Ha! And some people told me it was impossible to buy Fatal Frame! I'm here to buy it! Mwahahahaha! opens wallet Ub! No money! Shoot... I knew that buying that poster of Mafuyu to a wandering merchant wasn't a good idea...Fatal Frame isn't mine... yet TT.TT...
Thanks for your reviews! I tried to change some things based on your commentaries, I really hope that this chap is okay...
Chapter One- The engagement
I woke up at half night again. I can't stop thinking about what I did to Mitomi. Every night, I dream about her. It all began 12 years ago, when we performed the ritual. I quickly took off my yukata, and put on a random kimono.
I decided to walk up to Misono Hill. Sometimes, the place is full of crimson butterflies.
It's hard to explain, but I feel safe in there.
I closed the door slowly and quietly, because my room is next to the servants' one. My room is kind of... a library. Too many books, but no space for myself.
I walked quietly watching that my footsteps didn't make too much noise. When I finally reached the door, I heard a voice behind me.
- Hitomi? I'm scared... stay with me... it's dark in here... I... I... I...
I felt like if I was being frozen. That was Mitomi's voice! This wasn't a dream! I slowly turned, and Mitomi was there, with the same kimono that she wore the day of the ceremony.
There was no need to shout, maybe it was a spirit, but she was my sister... I examined her closely, and saw that she was... she was still 5 years old...
The tears began to appear, and all I could do, was embrace Mitomi.
She was cold as ice, she wasn't breathing, either. Her lips went to my ear and said:
-I can't breathe... something is on my neck...
I opened my eyes and saw it was morning, and that I was on my room.
-So... was it just another dream?
I saw my clothes and realize that I was wearing the same kimono as in my dream-dream?-.
Though it was something that could have proved that it wasn't a dream, I ignored it. I had enough of dreams to now have a real scene.
-Good Morning, Hitomi.
-Good Morning, Mr. Osaka.
He had entered to my room without even knocking the door, but that was... um... normal in him.
- Oh, I see that you have already put on a kimono. Good, because you'll have to look really nice for tonight.
- Can I know why?
- It'll be a surprise. Now take your breakfast.
- But I never take my breakfast... Remember that breakfasting gives me nausea.
- Do I have to repeat it? Take-it. It will be good for you.
- Alright.
Mr.Osaka left. And so I did without even giving a glance to the breakfast. The only thing in my mind was to take a bath.
- Miss Osaka?
A voice heard from outside the room.
- Not here.
- (scowls) Miss Hitomi?
- Yes?
- Mrs. Osaka says that she is waiting for you at her room.
- I'm coming...
So, well, I didn't take a bath but I would after talking with Mrs. Osaka.
I went to Mrs. Osaka's room and it appeared that she was waiting for my arrive a long ago.
- Sit down. We need to talk.
- (sits down) What is it?
- You know about what will happen this night, right?
- I don't know anything about it.
- Then Keiji didn't tell you anything?
- No.
- You can go now. I don't have anything to talk about with you if you don't know about tonight.
- Okay.
I went to the bathroom and took a bath, and then I went to my room and looked for a photograph that I have of me and Mitomi. I looked at it for some time, and then left it.
- I'll go to the river... You tell that to Mr. Osaka, understood?
From behind a lattice popped out a servant.
-Y-yes.
I left the house and made my way to the river, the one near the Kiryu house. I began to think about my dream, and, not too much time later one of the Tachibana guys arrived.
-Hi there Hitomi.
-Huh? Oh, Mutsuki! Hello.
- Why are you so... thoughtful? Again those dreams?
- Maybe.
- What happened this time?
- Same as always. Just that in this dream I double-woke up.
- Weird.
- Mr. Osaka said something that has me very worried.
- What?
- He didn't say too much things, but he said something about the "most important day in my life".
- And what with that?
- Most important day in my life... it's the same thing they said when I... (Hitomi made a painful smile) you know what...
- Don't worry. You don't have to say that so I can understand. I know what you tried to say.
- ...
- Lets talk of something else, do you want to?
I nodded. But really, Mutsuki was the only one who talked. I just nodded and listened to him. I was too focused in my thoughts. Surprisingly, we passed all the morning and most part of the evening in the river.
-So Chitose still fears the strangers?
- Yes, but she's trying to leave that fear behind.
- That's good... I have to go now. Look, it's almost night.
- Okay, hurry up then...
- Bye.
I walked to the Osaka house, taking my sweet time. When I arrived, Mr. Osaka was waiting for me at the entrance.
- You're late.
- I'm sorry...
- Look! Your hair is all messed up! How can you be so careless?
- I'm sorry; I'll comb my hair as fast as I can...
- But do it well! I don't want to see you again in these conditions!
I went to my room and combed my hair, then went with Mr. Osaka again.
- Come here quickly.
- What's going on?
- You're going to being engaged.
The peacefully manner of how Mr. Osaka said that, just made Hitomi angry.
- Sorry!
- You're-Going-To-Being-Engaged. Want it spelled?
- Bu-But... why? With whom!
- With one of the Tachibana boys, Itsuki Tachibana.
- But I'm only 16...
- Don't act like if you didn't know the traditions of this village. At least on this village, you're a woman now.
Maybe for being nervous, maybe for feeling too much pressure or maybe just because I understood that Mr. Osaka wasn't sick... but nuts, I started laughing.
- I... I don't have anything against Itsuki-
- Good. So you'll accept marrying him.
- Wha-! Wait! I didn't say that! I know the traditions of this village, but the younger girl that has being engaged was 18!
- Oh, if that's the problem, you don't have to worry. You're being engaged now, but you won't marry until you're 18.
- ...
- Well, it is done. You're going to be engage-
- No! You're not even my father! You're no one to tell me who I marry or who I don't! You can't decide what's good for me!
A big "Paf!" sounded as Mr. Osaka slapped me. When he started to talk, he was trembling of anger.
- You don't have the right of talking me like that! I care for you since both of you and your sister were little! I gave you my last name! I changed that traitor last name so you could live in peace!
I grabbed my slapped cheek, and with tears in the eyes I answered to Mr. Osaka.
- No one forced you to do that... and the Tsuchihara's name isn't "traitor"...
Mr. Osaka prepared his other hand, but suddenly someone knocked the door.
- Oooh! It must be them!- Said Mrs. Osaka from the other room- Hurry! Open the door!
When one of the servants opened the door, Mr. Tachibana and Itsuki entered to the Sunken Fireplace room.
- Good Night, Keiji.
Both Mr. Tachibana and Mr. Osaka inclined a little. And while they were doing so, I gave a quick glance to Itsuki, as if he could explain me what was going on.
The rest of the night was very peaceful. Almost at the end, Mr. Osaka and Mr. Tachibana were kind of drunk. I stood up and walked to the entrance, but before going out, I looked to Itsuki, muttered some things and then left.
I went again to the river, hoping that Itsuki had understood my muttering, and waited a few minutes. He arrived, of course.
- Hi there.
- Hi Itsuki.
- So... we are now like... a... couple?
- It appears so...
Then I thought something. Maybe just for revenge, but if Itsuki was about to be my erm... husband... he had to know all. Even if that "all" meant to tell him stuff that Mr. Osaka has forbidden to tell any person.
- Well then, I want to tell you something important.
- What is it?
- Well...I'm not an Osaka. I'm a... Tsuchihara.
- Way to say things. Could you tell me how's that?
- Some members of my family tried to escape long time ago, but they were captured under the Kureha Shrine. The ceremony master went mad at the Tsuchihara family, and expulsed them from the village, ordering to leave only Mitomi and I, just to do the ritual.
The Osaka family adopted us and you know the entire story from that moment to now.
- Wow. Well... you know the effect of your... ritual is no longer acting, right?
- Yes. What does it has to be with what I just told you?
- And you know that the Kiryu ritual worked, but just for 2 years...
- Itsuki? What are you trying to say?...
- Mutsuki... Mutsuki and I will perform the next... Sacrifice.
- What? No! It can't be!
- But it has to. If not, Sae and Yae will have to do the ritual.
- But if you do the ritual it will be the same thing! The years will pass and then it will be Sae and Yae's turn!
- That's why... that's why I want to know how did you made the Perfect Sacrifice so I will have time to plan a escape for them!
- You won't be able to do it.
- Why?
- Because... Because you love Mutsuki too much.
- And what does that has to be with?
- I don't want to tell you the whole story. In resume, I wanted so bad to kill Mitomi, and Mitomi wanted to being killed, that that's why the ritual was so "perfect".
- But then if Mutsuki wants to die so he can save Sae and Yae...
- But you aren't angry with him. And seeing your brother-relationship, you won't ever be angry with each other. I'm... I'm sorry.
- Well, then. I'm... Mutsuki and I are planning an escape, so Sae and Yae can escape. We're looking for some pinwheels.
- I can get you two. Mrs. Osaka has the Osaka's pinwheel, and in the tomb of my grandma-my real grandma- is the Tsuchihara's pinwheel. Retrieving the Tsuchihara's one will be easy, but I don't know about the other one...
- No need to hurry. With my ritual will be some time to look for them.
- Okay. I think it's time to go. I'm sure Mr. Osaka will get angry if I arrive late.
- Lets go.
When we arrived to the Osaka house, both Mr. Osaka and Mr. Tachibana were waiting for us. It looked like they were still pretty drunk, so we preferred to don't say anything. Itsuki and his father left. I went to my room and began writing in my diary.
I feel weird when the people look at me, and in the worse case, bow at me. They're like saying "here comes the remaining, fear and respect her or..." Or what? I'll kill them? Ha! They don't know why my ritual was the "Perfect one". In that time I hated her so much... But now... I'm so sorry... I miss her... We were quarreling a day before the ritual. We were 5 years old, thought we were little, our discussions weren't a joke. Almost at the end of the quarrel, she lost balance, and trying to grab me, she pushed me off the stairs. I can't remember more. The day of the ritual I hated her a lot, and she felt so sorry that she thought that she deserved dying. I wanted to kill her. She wanted to die. That's the "Perfect Ritual".
Okay... In this chapter I officially created the bathrooms, since they weren't in the game... How could that people lived without one!
A girl of 5 years old pushing her sister off the stairs... My dear Neyri, you ran out of ideas... Kill me, but I had to write your name... It sounds very stupid to say "My friend this, my friend that, me and my friend..." People will think that you're my imaginary friend xD.
P.S. Reviews... Reviews! Need reviews...!