Fɪʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴍʏ Hᴇᴀʀᴛ || 𝕋𝕒𝕟𝕛𝕚𝕣𝕠 𝕩 𝕄𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕠

ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇs ᴏғ ᴀ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ

(A/n: This is mainly flashbacks and thoughts, so the flashback scenes I'll be in italics and his thoughts will be normal)

I.. I remember..
I had a Father and a mother.
My father was a wood cutter.. I remember cutting wood with him.

"Muichiro!" Tokito's father called out to the small 8 year old.

Tokito perked up and smiled brightly, seeing he had finished cutting the wood from a freshly cut tree. The boy ran over, and turned his back to his father, the older man placing stacks of wood in a small basket carrier on Tokito's back.

"Alright, let's get home."

My mother, she got sick with bronchitis. My father went out on a storm to get her medicine from near by town, but he fell of a cliff to his death. My mother followed suit shortly after.

I was alone at the age of ten.

Wait no..

I was alone at the age of 11!

I had a twin.. Nii-San.

"Yuichiro!" Tokito called out, as he followed behind the identical boy. "Wait up!" He said, the wood he carried on his back weighed him down.

"No one is going to wait up on you Muichiro." The other said in a cold, sharp voice.

"Nii-san.. Why are you always so mean.."

"Because, no one in the real world will be nice to you." Yuichiro spoke in a cold voice.

"But.. Dad always said that if your kind.. people will return your kindness.. You know.. If you help others they will help you sooner or later.."

"The words of a man who died trying to help others is unless."

"Stop it! Don't speak about dad like that!" Tokito cried out in a hurt voice. How could Yuichiro think that that?!

"It's the truth Muichiro." Yuichiro said "Helping others gets you nowhere but in a shallow grave. Besides, you couldn't help anyone, you can barely cook rice on your own! Clearly the 'Mu' in Muichiro is the 'in' in 'ineffective'."

Nii-san was a harsh and frank person, I think.. I became him when I lost my memories..

I hated living with him, it was like hell. I thought my own brother hated me, that he was cold and uncaring. That perception only increased when Spring came.

At the start of the season, a beautiful woman came to our home. I thought she was the spirit of the white Birch at first, maybe it was her pretty white hair. She turned out to be Oyakata-samas' wife.

But, in the end, my brother drove her away with a verbal assault..

"Nii-San! Did you hear what that woman said! We're descendants of great swordsmen! And that we can use the first breath ever! That's so amazing!" Tokito chirped as his eyes shown with excitement.