In Love With You

Prologe

(Bold in parenthesis is author comments)

Bold without parenthesis is english

Italics are french

Normal is japanese

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Pov Amaya

I had grown up in england with my mother and father. Growing up I learned both of my parents original languages along with english. I learned french from my mother and japanese from my father. We were a happy familty with a substantial amount of money. Other than our home in england we had one in france and one in japan. Both houses had a caretaker my parents trusted and hired.

Life was happy for the three of us even after I took up swimming and other activities. Everything was perfect, until my 10th birthday that is...

It was a rainy day and we were heading out to the store. My parents wanted me to choose my present that they would buy for me. It was the same as my birthdays in the past. Until lights blinded us. A semi truck was hydroplanning and heading straight for us. My mother screamed before there was a loud crash followed by an unending buzzing sound.

Forcing my eyes open all I could see was metal lodged into each of my parents while red liquid seeped from them. I tried to move but was unable. My body was pinned down and I felt something sticky trickle down my head. Never had I felt it before but I knew without a doubt it was blood, my blood.

My heart pounded the sound deafening and making me dizzy. I was useless and fragile. It was obvious to me that I no longer had parents, they should've died upon impact. Then came the realization that if I wasn't to be freed soon that I to could pass as well. Tears rolled down my face and I began to hear voices over the buzzing and beating of my heart. Choking back a sob I used what energy I had to yell for help. Just before I blacked out I saw faces of living people getting me out of the carnage.

-6 months later-

Having too many memories in England I moved to the home I inherited from my mother. It was a beautiful home. With how large it was though I felt lonely. I started school and joined the best swim team in france. I began to lead the team and got the nickname of water demon, I made good money through the competions I participated in. When I was 15 I got to make an appearance in the Olympics. Though I didn't compete I did get to swim with the olympic swimmers, I only later realized it was aired.

At 16 I met a boy online. His name was Tachibana Makoto. He was a really nice guy and he became my first friend. In france though I started to be tormented. So I decided to move to Japan. So I found out my was in Iwatobi, the same area as Makoto. He agreed to meet me at the airport and take me to my house since he knew where it was.