Author's Note: We finally get to see 2P!Okinawa. I have been teasing her for a couple of seasons now. She just came together as I wrote this. I can't wait to see where Kumiko goes next in the story. This should be interesting. Especially with her new little "kitten" in tow. All I know is Kuro will probably not be happy to see his wife again. Next week, I think I will be going to Europe for the Dark Circus. Where? You are going to have to stick around and see. For now, enjoy this week's match.

Match Seven: Hinoenma:

-Kumiko-

My name is Kumiko. I'm looking for my husband. Have you seen where he went? Don't worry. I know where I can find him.

I came out of the mirror a few days ago. It felt like being reborn. I think it was dark when I stepped out. I think I was in a storage room. My husband told me not to follow him. But I couldn't be apart from him. Surely, he must forgive me for this. He must know how I feel. He must. My love for him knows no bounds. But I disobeyed him. I did not stay behind.

Please forgive me, my love.

There is another me out there. She is cruder than me. I know I am better than her. She doesn't follow her husband's orders. Neither did I. But that was because I love him. The other me is a bastard child. Unwanted by her father and his family. So was I. Only, I was a good girl. I followed my mother's orders. I was her good little doll. I could do no wrong in her eyes.

I stepped out of that mirror into the darkness. The smell of dust and dried flowers filled my nose. I think they were of jasmines and gardenias. I nearly fell over. It took all of my strength to come to this world. I knew this when I found the portal. But now I am here. I believe I am in a storage room of some sort. I don't know how much longer I will be staying conscious. I could barely keep my eyes open. I heard footsteps approach the door. I turned my head in time to see it creaking open.

"Hello? Who's there?"

I could barely hear his voice. I started to faint. Forgive me, my husband.

When I woke up, I found myself in the arms of that young man. He couldn't have been older than nineteen. He had the face of a boy.

"Are you alright?" he asked. I didn't answer. I kissed him on the lips. His life drained into my body. I could see his life flash in my mind. He looked over his mother and younger brother. His father left when he was a boy. The shop is dying. He's trying to keep it running. His mother fell ill. Everything falls on that young man.

All that was left was his clothes. I found that I could stand just fine. I looked over the pile of clothes. My heart sank.

"Please forgive me," I whispered. I knew he did not suffer. I walked out of the room.

I needed to feed. It's what gives me strength to stay. It just takes a kiss. I remove to sleep with anyone but my husband. I have to stay pure for him. He's been the only one I have slept with.

The first night in the city was surreal. I have never been in this world before. My feet ached. I felt like I was standing on knives. There were so many lights around. I had to shield my eyes. Too bright! I stumbled backward as my eyes began to hurt. I needed to get out of there. I turned and walked down the alley. I was going to need to feed again. I rubbed my forehead and took a breath. It would have to be a man. I froze when I heard drunken laughter. I turned and looked down the path.

There were three of them. All about twenty. They looked cute. I was so hungry…

I started walking forward. I used the wall to support me. Their voices were getting closer. I lifted my chin as my legs felt like jelly. I need… I need to feed.

"Excuse me. Excuse me." I reached out to the young men. One of them turned to look at me.

"Huh? What's with her?" he asked. I stepped forward and fell into his arms.

"Whoa! Hey!" the young man shouted. I looked up at him.

"Kiss me," I said.

"What?" he asked. I leaned in and kissed him on the lips. He didn't try to fight back. They fold so easily. I drained him and his friends didn't resist. They came to me as well. I saw the looks in their eyes. There was nothing there. The second young man leaned in and kissed me. He was a delinquent in his teenage years. The bitter taste of cigarettes, booze, and disappointment with life. The man tried to resist. But I kissed him too. He tasted the same. Their clothes were piles on the ground. I simply walked over them and went down the street. My body was a little bit better. I was able to walk straighter and not have to stop to take a breath. Still, I didn't have all of my strength back. I needed to feed more.

I need my husband.

I've been feeding for days. My strength is coming back. My skin looks so much better. I felt like I was twenty years old. Even my clothes look brand new. They can't figure out where all of the young men are going.

My husband has been around. He's been quite busy. Our kingdom will be born in this world. I can already see the roots being laid down. It makes my little heart flutter inside. Meanwhile, I still can't find him. He might even know that I am here. I hope he's not mad at me. He wanted me to stay behind. But I couldn't do that. I had to be with my husband.

I found a little kitten today. She's only thirteen. Poor thing was abandoned by her mother. She didn't have a key to her apartment. I found her while looking for my husband. It was raining that day. She stood outside of her apartment, looking up. Something about her caught my attention. I walked over and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around to face me.

"Hello," I said. "Have you seen my husband?" That little kitten looked confused.

"No," she said. It was then I got a good look at her. This little kitten had to be about fourteen years old. Her uniform was soaked through and through. She looked like the type of kitten my husband would play with. But she looked so skinny. I felt bad for her.

"Are you hungry?" I asked. She stared at me at first. She doesn't know whether to trust me or not. I patted her on the head.

"Let's get you something to eat," I said. She doesn't argue with me. They never do. She followed me.

I took her to a family restaurant. There weren't many people around. I sat and watched as she ate chicken katsu. Poor thing ate like she hadn't eaten in days. I don't think she has. She's been through so much. I just sat there and watched her. That little kitten looked up and caught me staring at her.

"You're not going to eat?" she asked. I gently waved her off.

"I'm going to eat later," I said. "I'm more focused on you right now." That little kitten gave me a strange look.

"Why?" she asked.

"Why what?" I asked.

"Why are you doing this for me?" the kitten asked. "What do you get out of this? Who are you?"

"I'm just looking for my husband," I said. She couldn't take her eyes off of me. Her cheeks turned a soft red.

"What is your name?" I asked. The kitten looked away from me with her chopsticks in hand.

"Arine," she mumbled to herself.

"That's a pretty name," I said.

"Thanks," Arine mumbled. She glanced down at her food.

"I don't get you," she said.

"Hm?" I asked.

"I don't know anything about you," Arine said. "Who are you really?" I smiled at her.

"I am just looking for my husband," I said. I leaned in close to the little kitten.

"Would you help me?" she asked. Arine stared at me with a blank look on her face. She slowly nodded her head up and down. They never say no to me when I ask. However, there is one person who will say no to me. I put my hand to my chest.

I miss my husband.

I found him! I found my husband today! I know where he is now. I stood in front of the house he was staying in. I know this place. This is where my counterpart and her husband live. I'm at the end of their driveway right now. I can't wait to see him again. The kitten is back in my hotel room. She will come to live with us here and in the kingdom.

My heart fluttered against my chest. I could barely keep myself together. We were finally going to be together again.

I walked up the path and knocked on the door.