Misfit

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Sayuri's eyes fluttered open and she sneezed. She notices that she is in a nightgown and tucked into her bed. She looked over at her clock. It read 2:22 am. She bolted out of bed and tried to run to her brothers room, but she was stopped by a sleeping Nanami. "What are you doing out of bed, Sayuri?" She asked. Sayuri stumbled and said "I was going to check on Masaki and..." Nanami stood up and guided Sayuri back to bed. "You can see him in the morning. Go back to bed. Ok?" Nanami said quietly. I nodded sleepily and crawled back into my bed, thinking 'I'll see him tomorrow. Goodnight my brother.'

The next morning, Sayuri leaped out of bed and ran down the hall to her brother's room, shared with Cecil. "MAAASSSSSAAAKKKIIIII!!!!" She screamed as she felt the wall for a doorknob. Masaki burst out of the room, searching for the sound of her voice. "SSSSSAAAYYYUUUYRRRIII!!!!" he screamed back. He spotted her and ran to her. They embraced in a long hug, happy to be together. Cecil walks out and smiles and says "Let's go get breakfast, you two?" "Yea." Sayuri and Masaki say in unison. Sayuri grabs Masaki's hand and they all go to the kitchen.

We ran to the table and sat down to enjoy the feast in front of us. Everyone was quiet and it was getting awkward as they watched us eat because they all ate already. Masaki noticed the silence and slowed down. Ittoki spoke up and asked shyly "Masaki? Do you want to go to the school with me and Sayuri? There are kids your own age and they love to play." Sayuri and Masaki both nodded and said yes. "Let's go in 30 minuets, ok?" He confirmed. They grinned and were truly happy.

                          Time skip

As we approached the school, we hear screaming and laughing. Masaki hung back a little and Sayuri pulled him along. "Come on, Masaki." Sayuri said in a excited tone and pulled him into the school. Cecil chuckled at this and Ittoki smiled. Suddenly Sayuri tripped and fell over, Masaki going down with her. A snooty little boy laughed at Sayuri on the ground. He began laughing and taunting her, saying "Aww. Did the little blind girl fall down. Ha ha." Masaki stood up and stormed over to the boy and glared him down. "Don't pick on my sister. Got it?" The boy nodded in fear and ran away. "Anyone else want to pick on her?" Masaki said in a gruff tone. They all shook their heads no. Sayuri spoke up and suggested "Let's play a game. How about hide and seek?" A chorus of yes arose and everyone spread out. Sayuri was the finder, so she counted to ten.                  

Five minuets later Sayuri hears a russle in the bushes behind her. She giggles and jumps in the bushes to find Masaki. He was the last one she needed to find. She giggled and hugged her brother. "Masaki. I found you." "Yea, you did. Good job." Sayuri was smiling ear to ear. Masaki loved seeing her older sister like this. Maybe she could be happy here. Masaki got up, pecked a kiss on her sisters cheek, and lead her back to the clearing. "I found him. I win." Everyone but the snooty boy cheered because the boy wasn't here. Masaki didn't notice this. Sayuri was so happy and as long as she's happy; he's happy. He smiled, thinking 'What could go wrong on a day like today.'

"Did you find them? Did they recognize you?" A mysterious women's voice asked. "Yea, I found them. No, they didn't recgnoize me. Couple of wimps if I ever saw one. You will have no problems in your plan from them. Now pay up." A boy's voice demanded impatiently. "Yea, yea, I know. Here." She slid a bag of coins and a juice box acrost the counter. He left without a sound, taking the bag and juice box with him. The women smiled and called evilly as he left.

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Sorry for the long update time and for it being so short. I have been busy with school, but now I'm on break. I'm running out of ideas for what should happen. Should their be a love interest involved. Tell me in the comments. I don't really want any ghost readers. Let me know what you think.

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