All is the Same in Love and War

The beginning

A/N: Hey everyone, this is the first part of the story, the girl on the side is Kinu except her eyes are a blu-ish gray. ENJOY!!
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When I was a little girl, the elders within my family would always tell the mythological tale of the moon and the sun. The tale of how they had shown together. That they were lovers. But they lingered in a certain sky for far too long, and part of the world went dark.

As punishment they were separated and doomed to navigate the heavens alone. The moon would forever watch over the darkness of the Widow's Veil. The sun acting as her light, so that she would always find her love.

The Stars were their tears, scattered as the wandered the skies astray. Still, every once in a while, they will meet and eclipse. They will embrace one another before they're are separated again.

Of course, one can only fantasize for so long as I did. As I grew and developed, I was soon able to define the complex line between realism and fantasy. For one, fantasy is a simple escape from a horrible reality of which we are already accustomed. However, as I admire the simplistic yet abstract beauty of the night sky here in Tokyo, I feel it is only in my nature to allow my mind to wander a bit.

It is almost humorous to me how much this mythological tale relates to that of my own Shakespearian tragedy.

Allow me to explain my theory.

The moon represents myself, Kinu Hanamura. The sun, almost an identical duplicate of my late husband Aiko. We were lovers, a dynamic duo of sorts. We traveled our own sky of which we created.

Then came that day. April 29th of two years ago. When I was brutally separated from the love of my life. At two in the morning came my punishment. Aiko had been a participant in a head on collision with another car which held two people.

There were no survivors

The other two that were killed went by the names of Satoshi and Kioku Hanamura.

Better known to me as my parents.

I no longer believe love exists, as I said, I am in fact a realist on these matters. I am no longer one for such trickery. In the aftermath of the punishment I was given, I decided to reside in the darkness of the Widow's Veil.

Basically I found comfort in a deepening depression with a bleak future ahead. A symbolic coffin if you will, no pun intended. However, Aiko and I, the star crossed lovers, of which a pun was intact intended,are still able to embrace. On the anniversary of both his an my parents deaths. And for the rest of the year we are separated.

Having completed my in depth explanation of my theory of my relation to this mythological fairytale, I am now going to explain what on earth I am doing at ten o clock at night in the middle of a crowded city. I recently sold my home in the countryside of Japan. This is because I feel the need to start anew.

I got a job here already anyway, as well as a condominium. My profession is none other than a glamorous job as a math teacher.

Sarcasm was intended.

The school is an all girls academy and very prestigious. I am honored to have received such a fulfilling job. The condo is in a building nearby so commute is fairly simple. I will begin working two days from now, which means I must find my building of which my condominium is in. Finally exiting the train station, I slowly stroll down the sidewalk taking in my surroundings, taking notice of the people around me, including an adorable couple, who seems to be chatting with the Vice Principal of my school.

I walk past them, deciding to introduce myself at a later time. Upon finding the building, I enter and sign in before taking the elevator to the third floor. I enter my condominium at 3D and open the door to see a lovely kitchen and previously decorated living room as well as a bedroom, bathroom, and laundry room to the right. There are plenty of windows and a balcony looking over the commute to the academy.

Overcome with a newfound excitement and exhaustion, I set down my suitcases and guitar case as I take my hygienic materials into the bathroom. After unloading the makeup, my brush, hair products and moisturizer, I walk back into the main room and bring my other suitcases and my phone into my room and rummage through one of them until I find my black sweatpants and my mint green V-neck t- shirt and I walk into the bathroom and close the door.

With tired eyes, I change into my sweatpants and shirt and I take out my contacts. I remove my makeup and brush my hair before throwing it up in a bun and brushing my teeth. When I finish, I put on some socks and walk back in the bedroom.

Overcome with exhaustion, I climb into bed and turn off the lights, gently lulling myself into a comfortable slumber.

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- A.B