Living On [KHR]

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own anything except my darling OC

Warning: Cursing. Not as much.

A/N: Enjoy the story and let me know what you think

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Miyuki's POV

All I could remember was darkness...

Darkness that swallowed me up after my death...

Death..? Was I dead then?

I can't tell...

If this is death, it is oddly peaceful and pain less...

...ki...

Hm...?

...yuki...

Eh...? Who is that...? Where is it coming from...?

Miyuki!

Almost immediately, I opened my eyes, but the sudden action caused me to flinch and closed my eyes due to the light.

"Miyuki darling! Are you okay?! Do you feel any pain?! You made your mother so worried!"

Mother...? When did I had a mother? As far as I recall, I was an orphan.

"Mo...ther...?" I squinted my eyes to get a better look at the person in front of me, this person claiming to be my 'mother'.

This woman has a wonderful shade of dark blue hair, not gonna lie. It is a pretty color, did she dye it? Her hair barely touching her shoulders. Her eyes were a pretty shade of chesnut brown, her lips looked plump and full. Makeup perhaps? A small mole underneath her left eye, a beauty mark.

She wore a white dress that reached her knees, a blue jacket covering her arms and shoulders. A brown belt around her waist, she was probably trying to be fashionable. She wore a silver necklace with a cross. Earrings, they were diamond earrings. I wonder how many carat is it? She wore leather brown boots, I wonder where she got those clothes, they seem expensive.

She had a look of concern.

Fake. I concluded.

"Mother is here, you can tell me anything! What's wrong?"

I stared at her and answered her.

"I have no mother. Who are you, Miss?"

The woman froze. Her lips twitched ever so slightly before putting on her mask of shock and horror.

"W-what... What are you talking about, Miyuki?! Don't you recognise me? It's me! Your very own mother! The one who gave birth to you! The person who named you!"

"I'm sorry, Miss. But I don't recall anyone giving me that name, I gave that name to myself. You're not my mother."

I can tell, you lying bitch. Never underestimate an outcast.

"Do-doctor! My daughter is awake but she can't remember me!" She cried.

Teas of joy. Yes, probably.

I just noticed a man wearing spectacles and wearing a typical white coat for doctors. He had brown hair and eyes. Holding a bunch of papers.

"Hm... It would seem that she has amnesia, not surprising after getting hit by a brick repeatedly in the head."

Huh...? A brick? Since when?

My so called mother cried harder.

More like laughing and crying tears of joy at the same time.

"Don't worry my little snow, I'll make sure you'll turn back into my sweet 4 years old daughter again, I promise!"

Lies. All lies. But wait... 4 years old...?

She tried to caress my head but I slapped her hand off.

"Don't touch me, Miss. I don't even know you. Stranger danger."

Her actions are forced. Her smiles are forced. But her eyes can never lie. She is overjoyed with this outcome. I can tell.

"We-well, maybe I should introduce myself. My name is Hanamiya Akiko, your mother."

"The name's Akiyama Miyuki, Miss. I'm not your daughter and you're not my mother, so get over it."

"Don't worry Yuki-chan, you'll remember soon enough, mother will be patient."

Liar. You'll throw me in the orphanage and skip away happily and probably fuck some guy.

"......"

I just started, before sitting up.

I turn to the doctor.

"Hey, she is not my mother, would you please send her out. I'm starting to feel uncomfortable."

The doctor was completely baffled, probably due to the fact that a 4 year old could speak so well. Akiko seemed unfazed and put on a look of concern, disbelief and saddness. I nearly snorted.

I wouldn't fall for her fake mask. Her eyes were clearly telling me that she was happy that I have 'amnesia'.

I seem to have grasped the situation now.

Point one: I know I died, but what happened?

Point two: Apparently I am a 4 year old.

Point three: Who hit this child's body? That question has been bothering me for a while but I'm putting my bet on the Akiko bitch.

Point four: It would seems that I have no idea where I am.

But, my situation can't go any more worse, right?
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A/N: Completed chapter one. Hope you like it!

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