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And she blossomed...	By : GlamReaper Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Miyavi Views: 1750 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I share my body, my brain, with my mother's other child, what a pity that she doesn't exist... I don't have a sister, but I have my omoni, my heavy burden. Many people have given her many names, but her true name is Touketsu. Mother said that Touketsu and I are her punishment from God for doing bad things. I feel sorry for her, and I am sorry that God sent me to make my mother sad. I love her and don't want her to cry.

I get sad too. When she lets me leave the house, to go to the market, she introduces me as her Tenbatsu, her divine punishment, rather than her otome, her daughter. That makes people look at me with anger in their eyes, as if I were a monster, an ill-mannered child. I'm not... The Man Behind The Fence said I was a Mitsukai. Oh, he was a wonderful man, calling me an angel.

Even when I was not me, and I was hiding, he'd call Touketsu an angel too. He was not like mother, who was inconsiderate and offensive, instead he was very kind. He let me have birthdays, every year I got one for myself and Touketsu. He gave me gifts. Paintbrushes, canvases, papers, markers, pencils, chalks, charcoals, and waxes, I loved them. Touketsu loved them too.

One day, when I was supposed to get a birthday, The Man Behind The Fence never came. I waited all day and all night, but he never came. I remember, I was waiting by the fence, and there were some bright lights, and a despicable wailing sound. An ambulance. They took someone away on a gurney, but they said he was dead before they put him in the loud ambulance, so they covered up his face. He had something in his hand, and they took it from him. I knew it was The Man. They called him Hibiya-san. So his name was Mr. Hibiya? All these years, and I never knew?

As one of the Ambulance People turned around, he saw me at the fence, resting my chin on the chain-link. He asked me a question after looking at the package. “Are you Guujin?” I smiled. “My name is Misora. He calls me Guujin sometimes.” I sighed, a few tears collecting at my eyelids. I loved it when he referred to me and Touketsu as his 'doll'. ”He's going to take a long nap, yes?” The man answered, “Yes, little one. I'm sorry. He had this package in his hand when we found him. It says upon it “With all my love, to my beautiful Guujin.” I am going to give it to you, alright. I hope you can still have a happy birthday, little girl.” And with that, he gave me the last birthday gift I'd receive for a long time.

As soon as the paper touched my hand, I cried. I ran into the house, and I did not stop crying. Going to my bedroom, I set the package on my desk and collapsed on my bed, sobbing quietly. I did not move for a while, but when I did, I stood up and walked to the mirror. Looking in, I sighed softly. There was Touketsu, looking at me.

She was such a contrast to my appearance, which I rarely saw. My hair was an inky, rich black. Hers was stark white. My eyes were deep brown, hers were crystal-blue. But aside from those difference, she and I were essentially look-a-likes. Touketsu was crying too.

She spoke first.

“Ah, Misora... We are sixteen years old today. Sweet Sixteen.”

I replied, “Hai, but it is not sweet in the least.”

I turned from the mirror, walking to my desk, my bare feet plodding on the cold tile. Looking at the gift with a sad and wary eye, I carefully removed the outer wrapping. It was only newspaper, but it was important, so I put it in a desk drawer with several other pieces of newsprint gift wrap. Opening the box, I saw things that I'd only seen, never touched. Lots of pieces of paper, in neat little stacks.

They had numbers on them, and pictures. I knew what this was: money. Lots of it. When I regained my senses, I counted it, and it took so long. There were many bills, with big numbers on them. I collapsed into my chair... eighty-three million, eight thousand, two hundred and sixty. She gulped, and stuck the money back into the box, panting lightly.

I immediately ran for the mirror. “Oi, Touketsu! Did you see all this? It's so much, what... what do I do with it all?” Touketsu replied in a hushed tone. “Hide it, hide it! What if Mother finds it? She will use it all on drinks... Misora, we can be free with this! All we have to do is wait for the right time.” I agreed with my omoni, and shut the box, taking it with me to a corner of the room.

I poked at the cracked cement with a chopstick, wiggling it loose. When I could remove it, I did so, exposing a large space where I hid my... our special things. Oh, there were so many things inside! A silver ring, I found one day, our art things, a picture of a boy that Touketsu found, a music maker, and some batteries. I knew that the music player played CDs, but i never had one... I put the box into the little cavern and replaced the chipped, worn concrete block.
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And she blossomed...