This comes across as being rather dark. Blame this song: .com/watch?v=vB2lpBJw3L8&feature=related
Anyway , enjoy
They were twins, but she was not his sister. Not back then.
No. The sickly little child that looked like him, save for the hairstyles, was his parents little angel. She could do no wrong at all. Unlike him. It was always, "Don't be so rude Rua!" or "Why are you so clumsy?" .Or the one he hated the most. "Can't you be more like your sister?"
Yet despite that, he didn't hate her. Much. He wanted her to be his. But she wasn't. She only belonged to his mum and dad. He tried, he really tried. Protecting her, playing with her, making her laugh, trying to be her hero. To an extent, it worked. Ruka looked up to him, loved him. A bit.
But then she discovered how to duel. She beat people who were as old as their parents. She became famous, and she was the darling of the crowds as well as the beloved daughter of his parents-even more treasured than before . Being only average at duelling, slowly picking up the skills (only being a 3year old after all) Rua was forgotten. Literally left behind and forgotten.
Until the day Ruka fainted in a duel. It could have been simple tiredness-but she didn't wake up in a few hours. Nope. For days and weeks she lay, as if asleep.
And because Rua wanted her back, he spent those hours, days, weeks at her bedside, saying her name, over and over, willing her to wake up.
Then she woke up. Woke up to him calling his name. The first words she said were "I heard you calling me, Rua."
She said other stuff. Stuff about other worlds and dragons and duel spirits. She stopped her duelling. And eventually , their parents left.
And that was when Ruka became his. Really, and truly his sister.