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This is my first FF here and I hope whoever likes it. ^^
Have fun reading, your Rin.


Prologue: painful loneliness

I looked silently at the small, stone-gray tombstone in front of me. There wasn't a lot of it for others to see, except maybe a few roses planted in front of it, but for me it was a place to cry, a tear ran down my face.
I, a girl who was only five years old, was on my own from that day on ... because in front of me was my mother's grave.
According to her, my father died in the war while she was pregnant, and the village had suffered quite a bit from the war.

Alone…
All alone…

I didn't want to think about the word, it hurt so much. How should I live now without parents?
My mother hadn't left me much ... how could she?
We didn't own much. Just a shabby little house and just enough money to barely keep ourselves alive.
A lot would change, I knew that, but I didn't want to know ... not now ... not yet ...

My mother said that I had inherited a lot from my father ... the brown hair ... and the ocher colored eyes ...
I only inherited two things from my mother ...
Your smile. Whenever she talked to me, she smiled ...
I would probably never see that smile again ...
The second thing was ... her Kekkei Genkai ... which one she had exactly I didn't know. Mama kept saying: "I'll tell you later ..." She always smiled ... and now there is no later.
Yesterday she said that again ... and today? Today she had a sudden heart attack that put her in the grave ... and left me all alone ...

Alone…
All alone…

The words hurt again as I reread the words carved in the stone.
Yukkuri Seikotsu ...My lips formed her name ... I was amazed that they had made an effort to have a proper grave at all.
Yukkuri Seikotsu ...
Slow life, he meant.
Why slowly By a slow life I mean a long life ... but she was only 25 years old ...
25 ... and had to leave her daughter, who is only five years old, alone ...

Alone…
All alone…
I can't think of that word anymore, it really hurts too much.

"Shorai, what are you doing here in the rain?"
A well-known woman's voice briefly pulled me out of my thoughts ... but only briefly.
Rain?
Only now did I notice him.
My hair was all wet from the rain and my clothes were soaked.
The voice came from behind me I knew only too well.
Meate ... my mother's best friend ...
I didn't like her, she always treated me like a baby, and I was already very mature for my age.
She wanted to take care of me first ... I could do without that.
When she was there, I'd rather be alone ...
I ignored the pain that word gave me.
The worst wounds only heal by yourself ...

I turned to her.
"Hello Meate ..." I said softly and saw her green eyes.
She looked at me sternly as if I had done something wrong.
"Shorai, come on, you will catch a cold as well.", She said seriously.
I hated it when she said my name.
Shorai ...
Future, he meant. What kind of future did I have?
Definitely not a lucky one ...
I nodded briefly and followed her. She took me home ... if that could be called home.
I and my mother lived in a small, ramshackle house, with a kitchen where you couldn't cook and a small room where two mattresses lay on the floor to sleep with, each with a thin blanket and a hard pillow. You could hardly sleep on it, but my mother and I always managed ...All in all, we still called it a house.
"Shorai, you'd better wear something dry ...", Meate said and searched a pile of clean clothes. My clean clothes.
I shook my head. "It's okay, my clothes are drying again," I said.
"But before that you caught a cold.", She said sternly and held out a purple shirt. "Here…"
I took the shirt. I just stood there for a moment and looked at it, but then changed my clothes so Meate wouldn't complain.
If she did that, I only liked her less.
"I'll be gone then, Itami is definitely waiting for me.", She said and smiled again briefly, she had a different, more expressionless smile than my mother, and went to the door.
I didn't look after her, why should I? I was happy when she was gone ... but also alone.
Itami ... a cocky, spoiled boy ... he was my age. I didn't like him very much either ...
When I heard the door close, I went into the kitchen, if you could call it that, and made myself some tea ... it was quiet.
Otherwise my mother was always there ...
But not anymore ... now I was alone ...
All alone…
The word didn't hurt so much anymore, but it still hurt.

I didn't sleep very well that night ...


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Unfortunately, that was already the first chapter ... a bit short, but I had sat on it for a long time ... Spelling errors are always hidden where you least expect them. ^^
I hope there are few spelling mistakes here and I'm always open to suggestions for improvement. ^^

Until the next chapter, your Rin