SEE no evil. HEAR no evil. SPEAK NO EVIL..

Kaori Hamamoto

Make your bed. Brush your teeth. Comb your hair. Fix your clothes. Make good first impressions. Get good grades. Snag a good man and have a family. All these thing's I've been told over and over and over again until it was mechanically put into my head. These are the main simple rules my parents have given me growing up, if I didn't obey them well, "I'd be severely punished."

I remember when I was six, I spoiled my dress, the dark pink stung my white dress like a terrible miss paint on a drawling. To the six year old me it was actually pretty and a funny mistake, but to my mom it was a disgraceful thing to do in the Fujikawa house hold.

I'll never forget the look on her face as the whole motherly facade disappeared and in its place Sat a demon. The demon glared at me and dragged me away by the hair to it's dungeon and locked me away for hours. I cried and begged but no matter how hard my small hands pounded on the door, she never came. That day was the day she sewn the "Fujikawa" name's meaning into my innocent soul.

In bewilderment, I sat on the floor in front of the dark cage/closet she had placed me in. Confused. Lost. Unsure of what I did wrong, she held me ever so close and whispered. " Don't EVER make mommy unhappy....Okay??" All I could do was nod and accept these rules she made sure to lay out for me every day whenever I'd mess up. Especially when my father wasn't around and I can understand why.

On my 7th birthday I invited (y/n) and Kaori over to celebrate it with me and my family. I opened gifts and laughed, genuinely enjoying the evening with my close friends. With my father's permission they stayed over as we told scary stories throughout the night. It was midnight that I decided to get a drink, sitting up in my futon I headed out the slide door and into the kitchen. My eyes grew wide in shock as my father held my mother lovingly tight by her throat. Gagging and pleading for air, he finally released and she fell to the ground like a rag doll. A part of me was scared but the other part was delighted that the wench got what she deserved. I quickly scattered back to my room as my father helped my mother back to theirs. The next day my father explained that mother was tired and I didn't even bother questioning him. But if anyone's wondering. Don't. She's still a bitch.

At the age of 9 I started to develop "feelings". Or blossom New "feelings". Which ever is the right term for when a slightly close to adolescents grows strong emotions for another being. (Y/n) was one year older than me, (he/she) had gorgeous (h/c) hair and beautiful (e/c) eyes that I've found quiet mesmerizing. It didn't occur to me before that I liked (him/her) so why now? I tried very hard to deny them but I've failed each time I've tried.

I begin thinking of (y/n) often and it became a habit. I've thought of many fantasy worlds with (y/n) and I together but Kaori started to appear and also harvest feelings for (y/n), and to be honest. That pissed me off. I tried to look past that but she seemed to never miss an opportunity to hold on to and flirt with (y/n).

I recall the "Sachi-go-San" festival, where children and parents go to thank the gods for a healthy growth in their child. Of course my parents were with me that day and I couldn't really wonder away from them but, from a couple of rolls away was (y/n) and Kaori thanking the gods together. I so badly wanted to go over and join, but I was not allowed to.

As my Hand was held captive by my father, I looked behind just once as we walked away from the shrine. My eyes got a good glance of Kaori kissing (y/n)'s blushing cheek happily. They walked side by side and hand to hand, smiling and treasuring their time together...Without me. I decided Kaori was an eye sore that had to go and like any other eye sore in the Fujikawa house hold. "She is to be punished."

Before the day ended I invite Kaori out for a simple talk. She had to be told of my rules and I had to make sure she fully understood, like my mother made me understand. I made sure to tell no one where I was heading and went to wait on the inuyama bridge for her. A hour passes and she finally shows up out of breath. "Ha..Ha...sorry..Ha, I'm late Akane-chan. Ha..my mom had me do something for her ha..." -she begin to explain walking up to me- "NO worries. I wasn't waiting long.." -obviously a lie.- "So, what is it you needed to...to talk about??"- she says leaning against the railing catching a whiff of air, calming herself down. Both of us stood there, still in our kimono' s, I wasn't so sure of how I should address her. Or how I should tell her that (y/n) was mine. Should I do it bluntly or. "Helllooo, earth to Akaneee." -I jump out of slightly frantic thoughts as she waved her hand in front of me playfully.- Kaori was (y/n)'s age and very open minded so I'm sure she'll understand perfectly fine.

"I wanted to talk to you about (y/n), I want you to understand that I...well I..." - I could feel my face and ears burn up with embarrassment. This would be the first time I verbally confess these feelings that dwell deep down inside me. Even though the person I'm telling them to wasn't (y/n). I just felt she had to know and maybe she'd back away some from (y/n)-San. But I was complete wrong. "Hehe..HAhaha~!" -she giggled and laughed hysterically clutching her abdomen, me standing there in awe- "haaa, hehe Akane-chan. Ahmmm~. You like (y/n) don't you??" - she says looking me straight in the eyes. Blushing ever so slightly.- was I ever that easy to read?? How could she tell?? "Akane-Chan..I'm sorry but I'm sure you already know...that I too like (y/n)-san.." -she says breaking eye contact.- "and I don't plan on giving up on (him/her) anytime soon. Just like you..I hope you and I can continue being great pals..but" -pals?? Like??? Plans? -I lower my head as she continues on and on about (y/n)-San- Who in the hell does this flimsy bitch think she is?? I've know (y/n) longer than this slut and she plans on "taking" (him/her) from me?? - I look up at her.- She brightly smiles at me to my face but that's not what ticks me off... "Actually..me and (y/n) are dating......." -she says bashfully. I could feel my whole being go solid and cold. She, the innocent and pretty princess and MY love?? I couldn't even bring myself to speak. She was so venerable and open in front of me, Leaning freely on the railing..It's like the devil was taunting me and I willingly took his dangling bait. With a gentle shove, I let gravity and clumsiness do its worst.

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"This breaking news, a missing child vanishes?? If anyone has any following information on Kaori Hamamoto disappearance and where-about's, please call 018-767................"