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CHAPTER ONE 

BATTLE OF WILLS

It was early in the morning when Yuki woke up. She heard about the classical bazaar in Tokyo proper. She was really into classics. She loved the music, arts, antiques and their history. She wanted to go to the bazaar as early as possible to make sure that she'll be able to get the best goods. 

As she went out of her room, she came face to face with the room just in front of hers. Her twin Yuri must still be sleeping by this time. There was no class so they can sleep for as long as they want to and she knew that Yuri was just doing the same. In their household, Yuri was the only one who can sleep for more than twelve hours a day if he wanted to.  

She remembered her brother Yuya. She sighed heavily. It was not long ago when Yuya would sleep soundly just like Yuri inside that same room. It was almost one year since he went to study in the Academy. She had't heard much about him these past few days. He must have been very busy with his work and school that he forgot to send hello's to his favorite sister.  

She heaved a sigh and went downstairs. She wanted to go with Yuri but she knew that he wouldn't be in a good mood if he was woken up in his slumber during weekends. If Yuya was here, she knew that he would definitely be going with her. She was totally nii-chan's girl.  

She wanted to call her bestfriend Aoi but decided not to. She knew Aoi, it was either she was still sleeping or she was drooling on her favorite boy band. She was never into classics.  

She asked her bestfriend Miharu to come with her yesterday. She knew Miharu shared the same obsession as her but then, Miharu was busy. Miharu was already a part-time Children's book writer and she had a book signing on the same day.  

Feeling stupid, Yuki went down the stairs.  

Her father was already eating his breakfast when she came down. He looked at her as she approached him. 

"Why the sour face?" he asked.  

She sat noisily on the chair. "I want to go to the bazaar but there was nobody who can come with me," she said pouting.  

Her father looked at her lovingly. Aside from her brother, Yuya, her father spoiled her so much. He always gave her what she wanted. It was not as if she wanted to be spoiled but of course it was sometimes fun to be pampered.  

"Where is Miharu and Aoi? I thought you three always go to bazaars together?" he asked. 

"We do but Miharu is busy today and Aoi wouldn't want to go to an antique bazaar. That girl hates classic." 

Her father smiled and patted her head, "then I guess, you have to go alone."  

"Uwaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" she cried loudly.  

Her father laughed hard at her. He knew that she was not really crying. She was a tough girl but she wanted to be cute, too.  

Yuki looked around the bazaar. She saw antiques here and there but when she looked at the price, she just always walked away empty handed. The prize was also antique.  

As she walked in one of the stalls that sell art pieces, she was amazed at the copies of the Monalisa and some Picasso's. These copycat's are really good. She told herself. She was pretty sure that the prices are also cloud-high.