Junko sat in her room reading a book sitting on her futon. Her cat sat in her lap in a deep and peaceful sleep. She was reading a collection of history. Her younger sister throw herself next to her. Nullifying the futon with her body.
"Romantic poems?" She laughed.
"No"
Taiyoko continued to laugh obnoxiously. (Shes annoying for a reason, too stupid to be told).
Junko store down at her book "This is a history book"
"Oh!I almost forgot! Mother wants to speak to you at dawn"
She looked up to Taiyoko and asked "Did she tell you what she wanted to speak to me about?" Junko looked daggers: she was nervous of what her sister told her 3 days ago. Junko in her heart did not wish to become shinigami, but if it was her noble duty she would do it for her dead father and brother's honor.
"Also you and I will be going to a tea party at Ms. Shigefuni's house this Friday to conversate about "lady manners"oh, great!" Taiyoko rose up and shot out the door with no explanation.
Leaving her book beside her futon: Junko went to take a bath, the water was heated by the mansion's servants a few hours earlier so she sat in the tub; washed her hair with shampoo and soap on her skin. The hot water was relaxing and refreshing.
She dressed and walked down to her mother's room and knocked on it.
"Come in, Junko"Her mother greeted her.
"You called me?Mother?"
Her mother turned her head to face her first daughter and said:
"Yes, I need to speak to you"
Junko sat face to face with her mother who was no different from the funeral: still stoic and resilient. Her grey eyes looking straight at her young daughter.
"Before I married your father,several years ago I was a part of the Gotei 13 in squad 4, The Arashi clan's Zanpakuto was entrusted to me. The zanpakuto is named Miryoku-tekina Megumi: The blade of the goddess of charm. Miryoku-Tekina has the power to charm others; even to control their minds if needed. It is important you don't tell others of it's abilities. I will be passing it down to you."Torihiko elaborated emotionlessly, as still as a took out the zanpakuto from the drawer in the corner of her room.
The katana had a lilac hilt and onyx upon the blade Junko could see her reflection like looking at a mirror " Its beautiful, Two weeks from now..."
"Yes, I know you will do well, Junko, she tells me you will." Her mother looked down to the zanpakuto and smiled meekly. Junko looked down at the glittering blade without speaking.
"Did you love father and brother? mother? You did not show any emotion at the funeral?" Junko turned up to her mother.
Her mother was silent for a moment and spoke:
"The only limitation of the Arashi zanpakuto is: That the user has the problem of ever having heart-to-heart relationships with others. Charming others gives no true emotional fulfillment, turning its user cold and empty" Her mother cried from her ink eyes and wiped the tears with a handkerchief.
"A CURSED ZANPAKUTO! NO, You can't give that to me" Junko's purple eyes widened, and she flared at her mother's sad revelation.
"You have strong spirit energy and great intelligence, You have a great chance of mastering it" Her mother confided in her daughter.
"What is the Zanpakuto's history?"