Authors Notes: More backstories from other characters, ill see if I can fit in two. Enjoy and please review;)!
Pucca's eyes slowly opened. She wiped the sleep from her eyes and sat up.
'What a crazy dream,' she thought until she noticed this wasn't her bed. 'It was real,' she frowned.
Pucca put on the long, baggy red top she wore yesterday. She remembered her father telling her it belonged to her mother when she was a child, although Pucca had alot of growing to do before it fit her how it was suppose to. The shirt fit her like a dress, that went down to her ankles but she still wore black leggings anyway, her father would say it was inappropriate not to.
Pucca entered the bathroom and washed her face.
'No toothbrush' she thought.
Pucca decided to use her finger as a toothbrush instead. She flew downstairs to be welcomed by the mouthwatering aroma of freshly made noodles.
"Mmmm.." Pucca hummed.
"So you like the smell of our noodles, huh Pucca?" Ho asked, "but I promise you, the taste is a million times better!"
Linguini and Uncle Dumpling nodded in agreement. Pucca was given a bowl full of hot steaming Jajangmyeon noodles. As she downed the first mouthful, varieties of sizzling flavours danced upon her tongue. Pucca finished the bowl in seconds and smiled in appreciation.
"Looks like we've got another fan" Linguini stated "but now you have to take orders from our costumers."
Pucca nodded, liking the new responsibility. She walked out with a pen and notebook ready to take orders. Old ladies cooed as she walked past.
"Isn't she lovely, such a cute little worker."
Pucca chose a table that had a middle aged woman sitting at it. The woman didn't notice Pucca until she spoke up.
"Can I take your order please," Pucca squeaked. The woman looked down.
"Oh hi there, aren't you a little cutie! Well lets see, I would like Jajangmyeon Noodles and Hot Mustard Dumplings. You got all that?"
Pucca nodded. She couldn't spell the order so she drew pictures instead.
"Wow Pucca, I love your illustrations" Ho exclaimed "so that's Jajangmyeon Noodles and Mustard Dumplings?"
"Hot Mustard Dumplings" Pucca grinned.
"Well lets get cooking!"
Pucca continued taking order after order for hours until 2pm. The brothers agreed Pucca worked very hard and deserved a break. Relieved Pucca skipped out of the restaurant. As she left she saw Garu talking to two girls. Garu noticed Pucca and waved.
"Hey Pucca! Come over here!" Pucca waddled towards them "Everyone, this is Pucca. She's new here" he smiled at her. Pucca couldn't help blushing, although she didn't know why.
"Hey Pucca, my name is Ching," the tiny girl had her silky midnight hair in two braids, "and this is Won!" she said pointing to the fluffy yellow chick on her head. The girl wore a pink dress with pink leggings and had a pretty red flower in her hair. Her eyes were chestnut brown with long thick eyelashes.
"Oh! And this is my big cousin Akira. She's new here too," Ching gestured to the girl next to her.
Akira was taller than Ching, she had long blond hair which looked like golden locks as they propelled down her back in the Sun. Her long slender fingers had perfectly painted pink nails and she wore a long flowing white dress. Her skin was an unusual sickly pale white colour but her beauty made up for it. Her eyes were blue and she had long thick eyelashes like her cousin Ching. Her face looked like it had matured already. The girl had no expression on her face but a smile suddenly pulled at her lips. Her missing teeth made her look more like her age.
"You are the cutest girl I've ever seen," she squealed. She ran her fingers through Puccas hair 'her hands are so cold' she thought.
"And you hair is soft too!" Akira saw Puccas expression, "I've got bad blood circulation. No matter what the weather, my hand are always cold," Akira continued to played with Puccas big cheeks. Although Pucca felt uncomfortable, she couldn't help feeling warm inside.
"Well I'm going in the forest to train, bye," Garu waved and left. Pucca felt a little bit sad that Garu left and didn't know why.
She hated him because he was a ninja right? Well maybe not all ninjas are bad? Akira interrupted her thoughts.
"Pucca come to my house, I want to do your hair."
"Oh Pucca let her do it for you, Akira is really good! She did my hair," Ching grabbed Puccas hand and pulled her to a mansion like house.
"Wow!" Pucca exclaimed "You live in a castle! You must be a princess!"
Akira giggled "I'm no princess, yet anyway, but I am wealthy. My moth-" she trailed off, "come to my room" Akira led Pucca through the huge house. It was like a maze to Pucca, but they finally reached her room.
"Sit down Pucca. Although you look pretty with your hair out but you'd look ten times cuter with it tied back."
Akira pulled it back into a ponytail but it didn't suit Pucca since her hair was so short. She sighed, then remembered a style she saw in a magazine. She put Pucca's hair into a perfect odango style.
"Done," she stated. The style was perfect for Puccas face, and it complimented her oak brown eyes.
"You look beautiful Pucca! Akira should become a hairdresser."
"Well I guess playing with hair is fun, but I prefer singing."
"And I heard Garu likes girls with buns in their hair!"
"He does?" Akira and Pucca shouted in union.
Ching nodded and then Pucca looked in the mirror admiring her hair.
Pucca loved her new style and decided she liked Akira too. Akira made her feel warm inside, and she wondered if this is how it felt to have a mother. Someone who wants to constantly look after you and make you look pretty. Someone who gives their full attention and will do anything to make you feel safe.
"Will you be my mummy?" Pucca finally said to Akira. Akira looked shocked but her expression softened.
"Oh Pucca, you alreadly have one. I can't steal you from her."
Pucca looked down and mumbled "I don't have one. She's gone forever. Daddy said it was to a better place but I want her back."
Akira felt awkward. She said something wrong and knew what it felt like to lose a loved one."Oh Pucca, your mum is still with you, even if you can't see her. She'll always be right here," Akira hovered her fingers over Puccas chest.
"In my heart?" Pucca asked confused.
"Yep. I couldn't be your mummy even if I wanted. I'm only six years old."
"And I'm four!" Ching announced even though it wasn't really relivant, "Well I have to go now, bye Pucca, bye Akira," and she skipped out the house.
"Do you have a mummy Akira?"
Pucca saw Akira stiffen, "yes and no."
"What?"
"I have a mother, yes but she sure doesn't act like one." Akira mumbled something Pucca didn't quite catch. Pucca, feeling awkward, parted with Akira to find Garu.
Garu. The name rang in Akiras head. It was safe to say she had a little crush on Garu, she knew she was probably too young to be having crushes on boys but she was mature. Akira smiled, she was happy to have Pucca as a new friend since she didn't have many. She was then reminded of school. No. It wouldn't end up like last time, this time she will be treated like a person, not an alien. She let her temper get to her. She closed her eyes and thought back.
Akira woke up to her parents arguing again. She sighed and tried to go back to sleep but the shouts seemed to be louder tonight. Then she heard nothing. The eerie silence scared her. She looked out her window to see her fathers car pulling out of the driveway. They always argued but her father never left before. She suddenly got scared, what if he never came back? Would he really abandon his three year old daughter and wife? Akira felt angry.
Akira couldn't concentrate at playschool. Her father had been gone for weeks and she was getting worried. She slowing parted from her friends and became lonely. She became an easy target for mean children and was picked on for being alone, a rumor went around that it was because she had hair lice. No one would go near her after that. Akira felt the anger boiling inside her, but she kept it in, she wasn't the type to cause trouble.
Akira was in her Wendy House having a tea party with her mother.
"What do you want to be when you're older Akira?"
"A princess!"
"Well to become a princess you must first find a prince."
That's when the doorbell rang. At the door was none other then her father.
"Daddy!" she squealed.
They hugged and spend the day together, playing Akrias favourite games. When the clock hit 6:30pm Akiras father had to leave.
"No daddy! Please don't leave!"
"Sorry Akira, but I have to."
He left, but didn't realize that Akira had followed him. She had no idea where she was but she was persistent on getting to her dad. He finally stopped in front of a small house and strolled inside. 'Why did he go there? Thats not his home?' She thought, Akira looked through the window and saw her father kiss a Chinese woman with long fair black hair. 'Why is he kissing her? Mummy is much prettier than her!' Then she saw it. The woman was holding a baby girl, she looked a few months old. 'He has another daughter, no wonder he doesn't want me,' Akira thought.
She cried for what it seemed to be years before she felt a strong warm arms wrap around her.
"Akira darling, what are you doing her?" It was her father. She tried to say something but all that came out was a waterfall of tears.
"Lets get you home to your mother."
When they arrived Akiras mother was fuming.
"How DARE you try to steal my daughter!"
The two adults had a full blown argument. Akiras father was ordered out of the house. Akira waited for her dad to come back, day after day she waited until a few weeks before her sixth birthday. Akira came home to see her mother crying.
"He's dead," she finally said, "your father is dead."
Akira felt something inside her die.
"He had a heart attack last week. His funeral is tomorrow."
At the funeral Akira sat through the speech given by the priest Then he announced that the dead mans daughter was going to sing. 'I am?' Akira thought, she hadn't even practiced. That's when she saw a small Chinese girl who looked about three with short black hair tied back into a ponytail walk onto the stage. She stated her name and began to sing.
Jing Jing.
Akira decided she hated the name. Jing Jing's singing was no where near as good as hers. She knew the song Jing Jing was singing and when Jing Jing messed up a note Akira stood up and walked toward the stage. She stood next to Jing Jing and began to sing with her. Akiras singing was light and powerful. Once the song was over Jing Jing whispered to her.
"Why are you here, this is my daddy's song."
Akira had to bite her lip to stop herself from laughing at her funny Chinese accent. Akiras mum was American originally so she was used to her accent and even though her dad was Chinese, he had a deep powerful voice so he didn't sound like Jing Jing at all.
"He's my dad too" Arika stated.
"How is that possible? He's mine."
Akira felt the anger boiling inside her, "He was MINE first until YOUR mum stole him from MY mum and now he's dead because of YOU!" She didn't mean for it to come out so mean, the whole reason she went up on the stage was to bond with her sister. Jing Jing's lip quivered before she jumped of the stage and ran to her mum.
Back at school the children continued to bully her. One boy, Kai, found out about her fathers death and whispered to her that it was all her fault. She felt her face going red with anger. It wasn't the usual red, it felt much darker. All the anger she had bottled up was finally let loose and she felt enormous amounts of power flowing through her veins. Everything was a blur after that, but one thing was clear, she'd nearly killed a boy. Kai had to be put on life support and doctors diagnosed her strange power to be a type of rare autism.
That night her mother and herself had an argument.
"You cant live with me anymore. You're driving me crazy!"
"I was just angry! Its not my fault I was born autistic!"
"This is not just about your autism."
"Then what?"
"Your the reason your father is dead! He wanted to see you, visit you but I wouldn't let him. He got a heart attack from comfort food and stress!"
"That means it's your fault mother! I hate you."
"Well I'm sending you to Sooga village, a place full of ninjas so if you go crazy on them you wont cause them near death experiences. They also will help you control it. You'll be living near your Uncle Chang. I can't go with you due to business things but I can provide you with all the money you need."
Akira was shocked. Her mother was sending her away like a piece of rubbish! Her own daughter! She decided she didn't care. Two weeks after her sixth birthday she arrived in Sooga.
"Miss Akira, your mother is on the phone," Akira thoughts were interrupted by her maid.
"Tell her I'm busy."
"But, miss, this is the eighth time you've rejected her call!"
"Because I don't EVER want to see or hear from her again," Akira stared out the window of her bedroom as she watched the busy village scurry to their destination.
It turned out to be longer than i thought. On May 17th I'm going to some PGL trip for four days so I'll try to get out a chapter before then. I'm so tired right now, it's like 3:00am so sorry if my writing got kinda sloppy at the end. I know I didn't get to explain but Akiras mum is like a fashion designer so that's why Akiras rich and her mother is always busy. Review please:D