|Atashi wa Original
Author: ConsistentlyKrazie PM
Teenage girl Naomi lost her eldest brother which is only the start to a string of misfortune. She lived alone with her remaining brother, Jin, until she finds a girl crying and decides to help her, later finding out that she is rich. Naomi and Jin are pulled into high society but work for the house in secret for an eccentric Japanese woman. But wait, Naomi has two lives? 1 as a boyRated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort/Humor - Chapters: 8 - Words: 21,058 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 01-16-13 - Published: 01-06-13 - id: 3089994
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I've never seen something like this.
Please forgive me. It's still a little slow but don't worry since next chapter will speed up and dress up the characters.
Aiko pulled on my arm to stop me from continuing onward down the dimly lit sidewalk. I felt a slight chill brush against my body. Was it just the wind or had the aura of this mansion reaching me? It was possible this was all just in my head but even so, the only thing I could do was stare up at this amazing structure. I had never seen anything like this before in my life. Aiko tugged on the arm again, which pulled me out of the stupor back to the real world, which at this point didn't feel very real to me. She quickly led me through the front gate but after pulling me in she then had me lead again. As she had before, Aiko only pointed in a direction and had me guide us through the yard, if you could call it that. I didn't know what rich people called this but I was much larger than any 'yard' I'd ever seen.
"This is where you live?!" The surprise in my voice just seeped out. There was no hiding the fact that this all mesmerized me. We continued walking until I stopped at a fountain in the center of the yard; there were a few topiary animals, along with other designs, lining the paved walkway we were following. I couldn't distinguish any other object in this light, or lack thereof. Speaking of light, that reminded me it was late and my brother must have been very worried about me by now. I should have called him or something. With everything going on in our lives he had become very protective of his younger sisters. I thought that after I left Aiko here I'd call him as soon as I was out of the gates, or well that was my plan but things seldom go the way I plan.
"Why do you seem to be acting strange right now? What is it that you are nervous over?" Aiko spoke again. She hadn't said much since I met her so her voice still startled me when she spoke. Every word which left her mouth was practically robotic. She must still be getting use to the English language.
"Oh, hehe, nothing really." I let out a nervous laugh and scratched the back of my head while turned to face away from her. I felt her head shift on my shoulder and look up at me. "It's just that I've never seen a place like this. This is all so... new and... I guess I could say, amazing to me." We finally made it to the front door of the house. "Well I guess this is..."
"Won't you come inside?" Was she inviting me in? Wasn't I just a stranger, a person just passing by, who didn't look like a good person to begin with? She finally switched positions. Aiko opened the door and pulled me in through the opening by the arm. She appeared to be in higher spirits, even a slight smile crept onto her face now. Before I knew it I was sitting on the floor of a large bedroom next to a very low table. How was it that I had reached this place so quickly? I didn't remember how I got there or the way back. What was I even doing here? This was a bedroom? Such a big space for only two girls was unbelievable, unheard of perhaps. This one room was about the size of my entire "house", if it could even be called that. Can I scream?
I continued looking around as everything just seemed more and more bizarre to me. Even while I lived with my "parents" I never had a space that could compare to this one. To one side there was a queen sized bed and to the exact opposite there was another. Both were adorned with white and gold trimmed comforters. One had an elegant canopy, net like sheet, across the square frame above the bed, which draped down and was tied to the pristinely crafted wooden posts. It was held open until the time came for the girls to sleep then it was loosened and swung over to the bed completely covering and closing it off, or that's what I was told. The other bed did not have a fame holding a canopy but still had the same type of elegant net like sheet. This one was attached directly to the ceiling and in the shape of a spiraling circle. It flowed down in a slight twirl and enveloped the bed sheets in its fibers. I continued to examine the room until words broke the silence which brought me from my amazement.
"Would you like some tea?" Should I have said yes or should I have said no? That continues to confuse me for the rest of my life. Was I right? I nodded my head and she walked out of the room as another girl entered. She was younger than Aiko but looked very similar to her. Her hair was just as black but much shorter than Aiko's long silky hair. This girl's hair reached about her shoulders and was parted straight down the middle. She wore a light pink gown which reached down to her knees and was plaid pink and white around the chest with a bow in the middle.
"Konbanwa," She said when she saw me sitting in the center of the room disoriented. She greeted with good evening, in Japanese, and I smiled at her waving slightly and so very awkwardly. She eyed me up and down examining me closely. I must have looked very odd. I didn't fit in a place like this plus I looked antisocial to most people. I stared back at her seeing how young she actually was and let out a happy sigh and a chuckle. She was trying to look intimidating for a reason I couldn't understand which only made me laugh more. Finally I let myself answer her greeting but with no tension or awkwardness at all. Dealing with younger people felt simple to me.
"Hello, I'm Naomi I walked Aiko home today. She asked me to come in." I gave her a genuinely warm smiled. It took all my strength to come across as a nice and sweet person. She seemed to appreciate it with her own accepting smile then let her intimidating glace lower.
"Atashi no namae wa Fujisaki Aoi desu!" She yelled out her introduction and came in my direction; she seemed a lot more childish than Aiko. I knew enough Japanese to have understood everything both girls had said so far since they were simple, and this was no different. This girl's name was Aoi and her last name was Fujisaki just like the other girl. They were sister, which I could already tell from physical features.
"Nice to meet you Fujisaki Aoi." I responded as she did with the surname first and the given name after. I wasn't sure if she'd feel awkward or offended if I just called her Aoi.
"Hajimemashite" She also replied with nice to meet you. Aoi made her way to my side and sat down almost bumping into me. It felt rather rushed to me also a bit too familiar as well. I began wondering if Aoi only spoke Japanese and unconsciously leaned onto the tabled in front of us. She mimicked my gesture and looked me in the eyes. I tilted my head and so did she. She followed every small movement I made. With our light hearted playing I stuck out my tongue and she did the same. I threw my body back and landing with a laugh. It was nice to be around such innocents. I wonder why these sisters clung onto me so quickly. In my case it was probably how ridiculous I must have looked and with the way I greeted her plus my actions looked rather childish and genuine. Even so both girls seemed to grow strong attachment to anyone who would be nice to them. This seemed problematic in the real world but at the moment it was fine. Suddenly I heard footsteps racing in our direction. They were more like stomps or a stampede of some sort. Our fun was about to be ruined by unforeseen problems.
" Naomi-san! I…" Aiko came into the room running and slightly out of breath but still yelled out my name with an honorific. She threw herself at me hugging me as she had before, much like a child with a mother. Crying out in full anguish Aiko sobbed. Aoi looked puzzled at me who at the moment had a confused look on my face as well. "I… I received a call from Otousama."
I saw Aoi's eyes widen. After she said 'Otousama', which was a respectful was to say father, I couldn't understand a single word the sisters spoke after that. It was too fast and too complex for me to follow no matter how hard I tried. They had a quick and what seemed like an emotional conversation. After the situation sunk in with Aoi, Aiko had to put on a brave face. Before I could understand both girls began to cry and even Aoi was now in my arms. I, completely unknown to them, comforted both girls with a soothing hum and rocking motion. I stroked both girls' hair very motherly as if I had done this many times before; as if I was very close to them. It must have been a reflex from raising my sister. I had been a surrogate mother for two years now so things came naturally to me. But again, I could not understand why these girls had become so attached to me or why I was even here. Should I have left? I only met the older sister not even an hour ago and the younger one less than five minutes ago. I was a stranger brought into a strange house by a strange crying girl who by all accounts looked very innocent yet still very odd. Most people would not have done the same as I but as I said I am like a story book character and none of this seemed real to me. It was like something you couldn't even make up with how unreal and how quickly the mood of the day had changed. Still, this had nothing to do with me and I had no idea what was wrong. It was something to do with their father but I couldn't relate to them no matter how hard I tried. My "father" and I were never on good terms, you could even say I loathed the man.
Lost in an outer mother mood my inner self was telling me something else. I had a little delinquent in me and right about then I began to think as such. If I were to sell one single thing from this room my debt would almost be settled. My mind wandered about with thoughts fitting my image. In a rich house like this how would they even notice? The angel and devil on my shoulder were having a lively debate. Even though it was certain the angel would win the devil tried to make an excellent point. I knew I wasn't going to do anything so I shut them up and continued with the children on my legs, which were numb by this point.
For the next few hours I sat there with both girls on my lap until they stopped crying. I had one girl in each arm and my motherly instincts could not have been any stronger. I continued to hum a song that my mother had sung to me when I was younger. Aoi fell asleep with her arms around me with tears staining her rosy red cheeks. I grabbed a napkin and patted her face dry. Aiko let one hand fall to Aoi as to comfort her sister. She was also in a daze, almost asleep like her sister. She nuzzled her face onto my shirt like a kitten while all I could do was sit there and hum some more.
Konbanwa - Good evening
Atashi no namae wa Fujisaki Aoi desu - My name is Fujisaki Aoi
Hajimemashite - please to meet you
-san in what they call an honorific. It's a respectful ending that is unisex so it can be used for both genders for either Mr or Ms.