Chapter 10

It was utterly humiliating. To have all the knowledge of the past, command of languages old and new, but not know how it felt to be a modern girl of the age she appeared to be. How would she successfully integrate without real life experiences? She sighed.

"What has you so down Sister?" She was starting to cause it to rain in his office. Lory pointed up to the grey clouds gathering over his coffee table. "What has caused this Farasha? This isn't about Kuon is it?"

She looked up at him and scoffed. "Why is it that you think everything that effects me is caused by that man?"

He chuckled. "Because last time it was. Now explain your melancholy."

"No, it's nothing like that. I was just thinking of High School?" She groused.

Lory looked at her curiously. "It is called High School. Would you like to go?"

She looked at him as if he had sprouted another head. "Is that possible?"

He laughed. "Of course it is." He sat back in his seat. "Here... Ren needs a temporary manager for the next few days, Yashiro is sick. You take care of this while I'll look into a way for you to attend High School."

She bounced up and hugged him. "Thank you Brother!" She snatched the piece of paper that had Ren's information on it and excitedly left the office.

She sighed worriedly. "This is really bad." She placed the cold ice bag on his forehead and kept watch over him during his feverish night.

{"What bothers you young master?" The beautiful teen girl in the elaborately decorated red kimono startled him as he sat on the bank of the little stream.

Kuon looked up in surprise. She was beautiful. Long raven black hair, little gold markings all over her ivory skin, dark red lips, perfectly lined golden eyes and gold jewelry on her arms, ankles, ears and neck. "I got in trouble on my dad's set." He told her.

She looked at him curiously. "A set?"

He rubbed the back of his neck feeling really stupid now for everything that had happened and he certainly didn't want to have to explain it to this pretty, unusual girl. "Yeah... My dad's an actor. He's here for filming." He explained.

"What is actor?" Her gold eyes plead for knowledge.

He tried his best to explain but, it just wasn't working. "How is it you've never watched a movie or, television? Are you a fairy Princess or, something?" He joked.

She giggled. "Do not be ludicrous, fairies do not exist. I belong to Djinn." She told him proudly. It had been so very long since she had felt these tiny emotions. Her markings began to glow and her eyes went dim. "I must go..." Her voice turned emotionless and cold. "My master calls to me."

Before he could ask her name, she was gone in a cloud of gold dust. 10 year old Hizuri Kuon vowed to himself that he would see the interesting young woman again. "I was only joking about the fairies. I hope I didn't make her angry."

~xoxo~

He ran through the woods down to the little stream where he had been meeting her everyday the past week, hoping that he would see her again today. He stopped suddenly staring at the young woman covered in butterflies. "Whoa..."

She smiled and bowed to him in greeting. "Young Master... It is good to see you again."

"I had to see you before we left. My dad's done filming today." He was still a little out of breath from running.

She smiled sadly. "I see. We all must part one day. I shall give to you a parting gift, one wish..." She kissed his forehead. "Use it wisely." She smiled and put her finger on his lips. He nodded to her in a daze. "I promise. Um... I really don't have anything to give you." Young Kuon shuffled his feet nervously and stared at the ground.

"You have given the comfort of friendship these days that my master has let me roam freely from my confinement to learn. That, young Master is enough for me. I will cherish it." She smiled softly. "Thank you." She started to glow again.

"Wait! What's your name?" He called to her as she disappeared.

"Farasha..." The wind whispered to him.}

His eyes opened to the darkness. The bedding was the softest he had ever encountered in his life. A beautiful heavenly scent he couldn't describe filled him. The last he could remember was a vague memory of being in his dressing room. How did he get home? Where did this new bedding come from? Why was he not dressed? Why did he feel so at peace and comfortable and what was that delicious smell coming from his dining room? He sat up and pulled himself out of bed then slipped on a pair of silk pajama pants.

~xoxo~

"No... It cannot be..." She murmured to herself as she paced through her garden in deep thought. "He cannot be that boy." Her mind took her back to him as he lay sick and murmuring her name. "That is the only explanation. I gave my name to no other." She sat before her delicate blue roses and caressed the petals. She sighed. "I am not fully free of my prison." a single tear streaked down her cheek. "I only have another master. Yet, why is he so different from any of the others?" A gentle rain began to fall and her tears mingled with the droplets. "How is it that I can use my power without his decree?"

He entered the dining room to find the finest meal he had ever encountered waiting for him. His senses were alive and his mouth watered. He had never been so hungry in all his life. Where is she? He looked around the empty apartment.

A soft voice from behind spoke. "You must eat for your strength." She questioned internally why she didn't feel compelled to call him master like all of the others.

He gasped in surprise then chuckled. "You startled me." He smiled. She smiled in return but, something was a little off. The smile just wasn't in her eyes. What happened? He pulled out a chair for her.

She looked at him in confusion.

"Would you join me? I really hate eating alone." He patted the chair and beckoned her to join.

She nodded stiffly. "O-of course."

"Is everything alright?" He asked as they quietly dined.

"I am fine. Only a little worried about going to school." She lied.

He nodded. "I can see why that would worry you. I think you'll do wonderfully. Just think of all the new experiences you'll be able to use in your acting." He smiled as he took another bite of fish.

She nodded. Now that is something that hadn't occurred to her. She knew it would help her integrate if she was ever freed from the coin, but the thought to use it in acting had never crossed her mind. She was finally smiling again.

"There... That's better. You have a wonderful smile." He told her softly.