Before I Met You (Age 5)

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(AN: This for my senior, who inspired me to start writing fanfiction and indulging me with almost daily stories. She has become someone who was just a dance senior to a awesome friend with similar interests, and is a huge Tomadashi shipper. Dedicated to JodiNg14 . Ily Jodi!)

5 years old

Leiko Tanaka stares out the window of the cab she's in frostily. She's 7, and right now she was in a very, very bad mood.

Her father had recently remarried, a woman that looked 20 something and had countless botox injections. The kind that wore way too revealing clothes and a generous amount of lipstick that made her look like a literal clown. While her father was apparently into her, Leiko thought she was an absolute witch.

The cab braked suddenly and jerked sending Leiko stumbling forward. Her neatly pinned fringe loosened out of its clip and flapped over her face, but she sat stone-like, and didn't bother blowing it out of her eyes. After the divorce, her father won the custody, packed their bags and the whole happy lot moved to San Fransokyo, a city crossed between San Francisco and Tokyo.

Leiko thought it was downright stupid.

She was tired, cranky, and certainly not in the mood to make small talk with her overly excited step-mother. Not to mention she was starving. They had been on the road for hours and she was beginning to get cramps. She decides the best way to settle the situation she's stuck in is to ignore everyone and everything. It works surprisingly well, and stays that way. She tugs at the collar of her dark purple dress, the one evil step-mom had forced onto her. Way too tight and itchy. She would compare it to being baked alive in an oven and would still be better than this hell-hole.

The car pulls up at a building painted this ugly tea green and accompanied with antique looking japanese wood windows. Their new apartment. Leiko sighs and pushes the door of the cab open and practically rolls out, stamping her feet on the ground to get feeling back in them and ignoring her step-mom's cries of "That's not Lady-like!". She sighs, half in relief that the four hour journey is over, and half in dread.

Her step-father cheerily exits from the front and after tipping the driver, hauls all their bags up and announces that it was a "Brand new beginning" for them and what not.

She begged to differ.

He enters the lobby of the the block, and Leiko falls into step after him, ready to face the fact that her life couldn't get any much worse.

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