Sunday, July 17, 2005

*sigh* ok ppl...............
*sigh* ok.....here's ch 3 i'll settle with three comments.*sigh*

"Chapter 3: The graveyard"

Chapter Three
Yuri picked up her room’s phone, and dialed Koori’s number. ‘C’mon Koori, please pick up.’ she thought as the phone rang for the third time. A voice answered at the other end of the line. “Hello?” a young girl’s asked.

“Is Koori there?” Yuri asked.

“Oh! You must be Yuri. I’ll get Koori.” the voice said. After a moment, Yuri heard Koori’s voice on the other end. “Hello?” she asked.

“Koori, it’s Yuri.” Yuri said.

“Oh, hi Yuri. What’s up?”

“You said I could call if I wanted to talk to you. Well, after I got home, I began wondering what your sister looked like. Ya know…how she acted, how she dressed, that kinda thing.”

“Oh.” Koori answered.

“Something wrong?” Yuri asked concerned.

“No., no. Not at all Yuri-chan! ^^;;;” Koori said quickly. “Listen. If ya want to know about my sister, come over to my place after school.” she instructed.

Yuri nodded. “Right.” she answered. “But why do I have to come to your place? Why can’t you just tell me?”

“You’ll see.” Koori answered.

“Okay……” Yuri said. “well, see ya tomorrow huh?”

Koori nodded. “Yeah. Tomorrow.”

“Oh, Koori?”

“Yeah?”

“who answered the phone?”

Koori smiled. “That was my younger sister Tsuyu. You’ll meet her tomorrow when ya come over.”

Yuri smiled. “Nice. She seems cool.” she answered. “well, bye now.”

“Yeah, bye.” The two girls hung up. Tsuyu bolted down the stairs, two books(one black, one crimson), in her hands. “Sissy-chan!!! Sissy-chan!!! Okami had your books!” she cried.

“And?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?” Okami’s voice rang as she soon appeared at the stairs. “Koori lets me read her poems!”

Koori took the books from her sister. “Not these, Okami. These are for my eyes and my closest friends eyes *only*.” she said. “Thank you Tsuyu. My little wakai hitori.” Tsuyu smiled, happy at her job being done, turned, and ran up the stairs to her room.

Okami and Koori watched their sister as she headed to the room. When Tsuyu was out of sight and earshot, Okami turned to Koori. “Why won’t you let me read those? You always have before.”

“Okami, I told you, only read the poems that are in my binder. Never read the ones in here.” She held up the books, so that Okami could see them clearly. She looked at Okami with anger, frustration, pain, and sadness all at once. Okami saw her sister’s troubled eyes, and knew that whatever was in those books was far too personal for her to understand. She sighed lightly.

“Whatever sis.” she said lowly. She then turned and walked up to her room.

Koori watched as her sister walked up the stairs and out of her sights. She sighed. Figured. Okami was just to uptight about what she wrote. ’And tomorrow….I have to tell my past to my newest friend. *sigh* This is so perfect!’ she thought with sarcasm.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Next Day~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Yuri joined Koori outside of school, preparing to walk home. “So why did ya want me to come over to your place? Why didn’t you tell me on the phone.”

“Tsuyu would’ve heard me. She was no more than 2 years when Tsuki died. She doesn’t remember anything about Tsuki.” Koori answered, walking along the small, dusty path.

The girls walked up to a mansion like house. “Wow! This place is so big!” Yuri said. “You actually live here?”

Koori nodded. Me, Okami, and Tsuyu have a secret passage to each other’s rooms. It’s actually pretty cool.” she shrugged off the thought. Her sisters could easily listen in on her talk with Yuri. Hopefully Tsuyu was at Kima’s house.

“Hi all! I have a guest!” Koori called out as she and Yuri entered the mansion. She put her backpack down, and headed up the stairs with Yuri at her side. Once on the third floor, Koori entered her bedroom. Yuri looked around in amazement. “this place is so big. My room is nowhere near as big as yours!” she said.

Koori looked away. The crimson walls blended with the midnight blue closet door and window panes. The only thing that stood out was a silver picture frame on her bedside table. Yuri spotted the frame, and wandered to it. Inside the picture stood three girls, and a young, happy couple. In the female’s arms was a small baby.

The oldest looking girl had long black hair with silver streaks, a bright smile across her face, and amethyst eyes. The next oldest girl had silver hair with ice blue streaks, and a smile was on her face as well. Her eyes were closed, but Yuri recognized her as Okami. The last girl who was standing stood between her sisters, a happy smile was written on her angelic face too. She had black hair and ruby eyes. Yuri looked carefully at the girl in the middle. ’Koori….you used to be so happy. I was the same……’ she thought with a sigh, continuing to look at the picture. The male of the couple had his hand on Koori’s head lovingly. He had short, short silver hair, ruby eyes, and he looked as though he adored all of his girls. The female had long, sleek, black hair with silver and ice blue streaks. The baby was looking at the camera as if the person taking the picture was crazy. But she had turquoise eyes like the female.

‘Wow, you guys sure were happy. What happened? Where are your real parents?” she asked, turning to Koori.

Koori looked at the picture, her eyes full of pain. “My parents were killed in a train accident. They were coming back from being out of town for a month. Tsuki was killed in an auto accident last year, in a week to be precise.”

‘Can we go to her gravesite?” Yuri asked, then looked hesitantly at Koori, fearing she had said the wrong thing.

Koori smiled lightly. “Sure. I haven’t seen Tsuki in so long. We’ll stop by and get a sakura.”

“Why a sakura Koori?”

“Because it was Tsuki’s favorite kind of flower, especially the dark colored ones.” Koori replied.

The two girls wandered into the cemetery, a small, midnight blue and black sakura was in Koori’s hand. As the two approached the gravestone, Koori saw an old friend of Tsuki. She had extremely long black hair that had hot pink streaks in it (her hair is actually floor length). Her head came up as she heard the footsteps of Yuri and Koori. She had ice blue eyes. “Hi Koori. I haven’t seen you since the funeral.” she said.

Koori looked at the girl. ’well, maybe you should stop by the house, maybe you’d see more of me. Besides, Tsuyu is wondering where ya went.” she answered. She looked down at the stone. Engraved into the stone was a name in black. The stone’s message was in midnight blue, while the stone was a light grey.

*TSUKI HIWATARI*
*1990-2004*
Beloved daughter and sister. She will always be in our hearts.
She will watch and protect all of those
she cared so much for. We will all miss her.

Beside that stone….was another. This stone looked the same, only the colors were ice blue for the stone, and the message was ocean blue. The name was also black.

*KAZE HIWATARI*
*1991-2004 *
Another dear person who was taken from us tragically.
May she rest in heavenly peace….and watch over those left behind.
Like her older sister, we will miss her dearly.

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