Broken Pieces

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(The Princess Hayashi. No the art isn't mine. None of the art moving forward is mine.)

(Third POV)


"See kanji? The views awesome right?!"

"Whoa....it's so pretty! What is it called?"

The young child looked at her strangely. He raised his eyebrow in confusion. He was Perplexed that she didn't know what the sunset was.

"You've never seen the sunset before?"

The little girl shook her head and then tilted it.

"Sunset? What's that?"

The boy smiled at her and then giggled.

"It's when the sun goes down and then moon comes out. During the time the sun goes down it creates a beautiful spin of colors that shines down on us allowing us to enjoy this view before nighttime comes!"

The girl formed an O shape with her mouth at his explanation. She then turned and looked at him.

"Kuran?"

The young boy smiled and then laughed.

"Kanji, I've told you stop calling me by my last name!"

She giggled and then looked at the sunset.

"But that's what I'll be referred to as in the future no? Mrs. Kuran?"

The boy blushed and then looked away from the sunset and at her with wide eyes.

"K-kanji! Cut it out!"

"Why? We've already agreed when we're older we'll get married right? You said marriage is what two people who love each other do when they are adults! Well then, I love you, Kuran!"

She looked at him and smiled. He felt himself grow shy and looked away mumbling his response.

"Yeah....I love you too...."

She giggled and then they heard their parents call them. She saw them young boy's mother come to pick him up and waved goodbye before she left with her father. Her father lifted her up and smiled before speaking.

"What did you two talk about my dear?"

The young girl immediately chirped out her response almost causing her father to fall from shock.

"Marriage!"

"I-I'm sorry? Whose marriage?"

She giggled and lightly pinched her father's cheek.

"Me and Kuran's!"

Her father looked away thinking about how he and Kuran's mother would talk about her son and how he taught his daughter a strange thing.

"Honey marriage is for when your older like me and mommy. For now how about we focus on your abilities and when they'll manifest yes?"

The young girl pouted and shook her head.

"I wanna get married now!"

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