Transfer of Worlds: On Hiatus

Beginnings x Unexpected happenings

6:00am Japan, it was a crappy morning, foggy and rainy. Personally Kagero liked this type of weather better than sunny days because when the sun was out, it was harder to train due to the heat. She was tired, dead tired, having dark bags under her eyes from the lack of sleep. The previous night she stayed up too late reading. Reading, training and music were her only hobbies. She didn't want to go to bed until she finished her book, fully knowing that she would regret it the next morning. She didn't like it, but she always got up at the same time no matter how late she went to bed, her internal clock suck that way. After trudging out of bed she had her breakfast before she put on her training clothes and went outside for a run.

She wore a black short sleeved shirt with a low V neck, and wore bandages wrapping from her waist up and threw her arms and ended by her knuckles; the pants she wore had zippers along the sides and had those belt buckles that clipped on as a fashion statement, the belt being dark green and the pants being gray. The belt buckles were like the ones, those Vocaloid things her father loved so much. Her shoes were black and had neon blue stripe, she had gotten them as a present from her father the previous year. She put her hair up into a net and put her wig on. Her hair was dark turquoise with highlights in them, her wig was customized so it was like her hair but much shorter. Though her father told her that the net was the easy way out and it was more noticeable she did it anyways. She stayed up too late the night before reading and was grumpy and lazy. She didn't want to put in effort where it wasn't needed. They lived alone, why did she need to wear a wig.

Sighing, she ran through the woods until the fog started to lift. She looked to the sun for the time. Judging from where it was, it was around 11:00. When she got home she walked around, she couldn't find her father anywhere. She went to her father's bedroom, she sighed, he was still sleeping like a rock. She made lunch and got him up. It was rare for her father to sleep in even it was because he had an anime marathon. He had re-watched the particular anime so many times that she knew the plot well from how much she overheard. Once lunch was done, she went to wake her father up only to find him not in his room. She went back to the kitchen after looking in a few other rooms. Her dad was sitting at the table.

"Oh hey father, I was just going to wake you up."

"Well, the smell of food woke me up." He said stoically, but took a deep breath in, "it smells so good!"

She raised an eyebrow at him, the change in his mood evident, "You must be hungry then." Her dad nodded, it looked like he was going to drool any second now.

There was a long pause as they ate. When they finished, they said thanks for the food and got up to do their own thing. Kagero went to wash the dishes while her father left the room. He came back with a box that was wrapped up and had a ribbon.

"Happy Birthday Kagero. Here, take this," He handed her the box.

"Oh, it's my birthday?" She blinked, tilting her head. "Hmm, I guess I forgot."

"Who forgets their own birthday?" He said with a face that didn't suit his serious demeanor.

"I don't know, I've never really cared." She said as she unwrapped the box. In the box was a pure white sweater with neon blue lines on it. There was also a deep red scarf with bright red ends. She could tell it was high quality and would be able to go through tough training "Thanks dad. I've been needing new clothing, all my other clothes are in tatters." She gestured to her current shirt. It was torn by the shoulder and ripped where a branch caught her during training a week ago.

"There's also one more thing." He started, getting his daughter to look up at him, "I've never told you about your mother before. She said not to talk about her till you were older." Kagero's eyes widened as he spoke, "Though I will not be able to answer all of your questions." He said with a serious face that fell into a smile. "Those clothes used to be your mothers. They're special so treat them with care."