InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Not Another High School Fanfic ❯ Reunion ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: We do not own Inuyasha. Rumiko Takahashi does. But we do own the two main characters Hana and Aoi, and all other unfamiliar characters (like Sayo, Chiyo, Kazuke, etc.)

 

Chapter 1: Reunion

 

“We have a breaking news story. Shikon High School was bombed just two hours ago. Authorities believe that it was a gang of about 3 or 4 youth. So far 15 have been identified as dead and 20 wounded. Police and investigators are trying to find out who exactly committed this crime and why…”

 

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. On the TV they showed the remainings of what had been my school. There were police cars, fire trucks, and ambulances all around the building and there were bodies being carried out from out from the rubble. All the people that were hurt and killed…why would someone do that?

“Boy are you lucky…that could have been you in there.” Chiyo, my co-worker and friend said, also looking at the TV.

 

I nodded and said “Yeah…” I had soccer practice that day but I had to work so I didn't go. Yeah, I was very lucky.

“But I don't get it…why would someone want to bomb your crappy school?” she asked, turning off the TV after the news ended.

 

“Hey my school is not crappy, okay?!”

“Yeah a school without AP classes and clean bathrooms is definitely not crappy.” She said sarcastically.

I sighed and said “Fine. But you did used to go there. You didn't think it was crappy then.”

“Ah yeah I did.” She corrected.

“Whatever.”

 

Suddenly the phone rang and I said I would get it. I picked it up and used my most professional tone. “Kiyoko's Sweet House. How may I help you?”

“Um yes…may I speak to Hana?” asked a strangely familiar voice though I was sure I had never heard it before.

“This is she. May I ask who is calling?”

“My name is Aoi.”

“Aoi? Do I…know you?” I asked.

“Well sort of…though we've never actually met before.”

I raised an eyebrow in confusion. “Okay…”

“Look…I'll just cut to the chase. Do you have the necklace?”

“Necklace?”

“The heart necklace. It should have your name on it.”

I looked down at my necklace and said “Yes I have it…but how do you know about that? Who exactly are you?”

Chiyo's eyes questioned me and I mouthed that I would explain later. But I had forgotten I wouldn't need to. The twitching cat ears at the top of her head reminded me that she was catching every word we were saying.

“You wouldn't believe me if I told you. You'll have to see for yourself…Now the necklace has a very thin line on the side of it so you're going to have to look closely.”

I took the necklace in my hand and looked at the side. It took a minute but I finally saw it. I gasped and said “How come I never noticed that before?”

The girl, Aoi, chuckled and said “I wondered the same thing. Now run your fingernail along the line. It should open.”

“Open?” I asked.

“Yes. It's actually a locket.”

While doing what she told me, I asked “So…how did you get this number?”

“I looked it up in the directory of course.”

“Right…um you're not a stalker or anything, are you?”

“As if.”

“Good.”

After a minute the necklace, or locket, finally opened. In the midst of being surprised I couldn't help but wonder why my mom or even my dad never told me it could open. But when I saw what was inside that the real confusion and shock set in. It was a picture of me as baby with another baby that looked exactly like me. I gasped.

“You opened it?” she asked. Her voice sounded very anxious.

“Y-yes…who is this?” I asked in an unsteady voice.

“That's me Hana. I'm your twin Aoi.”

I was silent for moment but then screamed “NANI!”*

“Ah! Please don't scream anymore…my ears are bleeding…now I know this may be a big surprise and all…”

“You're joking, right?”

“What? No I'm not.”

“Are you trying to pull some kind of joke or something cuz this IS SO NOT FUNNY!”

“It's not a joke! Look I know it may be hard to believe but the proof is right there in front of you!”

“But how could I have a twin sister?! I've never even heard of you nor have I seen you before. My parents never even told me I had a sister.”

“That's because…” Aoi said with a sigh. “You're adopted…”

There was another moment of silence before I screamed again. “NANI!?!”

“AH! Please stop screaming! I'm gonna go deaf!”

“But…but…you're lying! There's no way I can be adopted…”

“What about your eyes?” she asked.

“….my mom said…”

“Someone in your family married white guy, right?”

I gasped and plumped in the chair behind me. There was so much I wanted to say but all the words were caught in my throat. I felt like screaming again. Chiyo looked at me with worried and shocked eyes. I wondered if she truly believed every thing she was hearing. I was having a very hard time at the moment doing that myself.

Aoi sighed again and said “Look…I'm sorry. I know it's a lot to take in. But when I found about you I…just had to meet you. And when I did I wanted you to know the truth. I've always been an only child. I guess when I found out I had a sister…I got kinda excited.”

I closed my eyes, refusing to cry. Wow…I'm adopted. That was really unexpected… I thought. “I'm sure my dad could care less whether I know or not,” I sighed, “but why didn't my mom tell me?”

“I can imagine it's because…she didn't know how you would react…she was probably afraid you'd reject her. But what do you mean about your dad not caring?”

I shook my head and said “Don't worry about it. So…you're really the girl in this picture?”

“Yep…that's me. Um…did you read the left side of it?”

I then noticed the kanji letters on the other side of the locket. I read them out loud. “Hearts forever one, Love will never end, Sisters till the end of time, our journeys together have yet to begin”

I was silent again for a moment until Aoi spoke up. “You know a week before my mom died…just recently…I kept having dreams about this girl who kept telling me to remember her and find her. I didn't understand it until I found what my mom left behind…her diary and my adoption papers. They both explained everything. And I realized…that the girl in my dream was you…”

“It was almost as if you were meant to find me…” I whispered.

“I was thinking the same thing. Like destiny or something…”

Both of us were silent then for a moment. “Um…Can I…meet you somewhere?” Aoi asked. “If that's okay…”

“Yes. Yes of course. Wouldn't be a reunion without seeing each other face to face, right?”

“Right.”

 

Aoi's POV

 

I was really nervous about calling Hana and telling her everything, but I didn't think I would come face to face with her so soon. I felt bad for bringing all that on her at once, being adopted and having a twin sister. I had hoped that she would know already but if she didn't, I felt she had a right to know. I still wondered what she meant about her father not caring whether she knew or not. I decided to ask about it later or another time…if she wanted to keep in contact. I looked inside my locket for probably the thousandth time that day. In the picture both of us were asleep and our little fingers were somewhat intertwined. “We were so cute.” I thought smiling. Suddenly a memory of mom telling me I was the most beautiful baby in the world popped into my head. I guess that made two of us. By the time I realized I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking I bumped into someone. The person, a girl, immediately bowed and said “Gomenasai!”* I had quickly recovered from almost falling and said “It's okay.” It was then we saw each other, eye to eye. Like I thought….other then her hair, which was in a ponytail and the glasses…it was a perfect reflection.

 

Hana's POV

I admit, even after the phone call and discovering the contents of my necklace (well, my locket) I still had my doubts about the whole thing. I didn't want to believe I was adopted…Finding I had a sister wasn't as bad, though my reaction said otherwise. But I felt hurt because I had a sister all those years and all that time we could have spent together, all the times I could have found refuge from being the only girl, they never existed. But here she was in front on me, living proof that I wasn't alone after all. We stood there for a moment in the awkward silence, obviously not knowing what to say. So I spoke, saying the first thing that came to mind, “Sugoi…”*

We both laughed a little because it turned out we said that at the same time. A twin thing I guess. Aoi smiled and said “You sure are pretty.” I crossed my arms across my chest and smirked and said “You realize you're complimenting yourself as well?”

“I guess I am…um…I really don't know what to say…” she admitted.

“Neither do I but let's not stand out here while we rattle our brains for something to say.”

She nodded and said “Yeah…”

We both had decided to meet at Starbucks. She would have come on over to the bakery but it was too far from where she was at the moment. She didn't have a car. We went inside and I guess by another twin coincidence we ordered the same thing, a vanilla cappuccino with whipped cream. While inside neither of us missed the glances we received from people. Had they never seen twins before? This one guy, for example, I had to say something to because he stared at us for a good few minutes, “May I please have my face back?!” I guess he didn't miss the irritation and sarcasm in my voice because he immediately turned around. Aoi laughed and said “Sorry…but I think I've done that already.” We both laughed. I had learned that laughter is always a good way to extinguish tension in the air. We both couldn't help but be tense. It was after all the first time we had seen each other. When we stopped laughing I smiled and said “It's nice to see you have a sense of humor. Sorry to say, but I can't stand being around people who are serious all the time. Like this one girl from my middle school…I swear that girl acted like something was stuck up her butt most of the time. She was such a stiff and she was always so uptight.” I kept talking for a minute but stopped when I realized I was ranting on. I looked down and said “Gomen…I have a bad habit of running off at the mouth.”

“It's okay.” Aoi said. “I mean it's not like I couldn't think of anything better to say. But I agree with you. It's okay being serious when the time calls for it but there are times when you just gotta let loose and have fun. Laugh a little.”

“Yeah,” I said in agreement. “That was what my mom always told me.”

 

Aoi's POV

I didn't miss the sad tone in Hana's voice. “Did something…happen to her?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she sighed “She died from cancer when I was nine years old.”

“I'm sorry…”

She shook her head and said “It's okay. I admit it still hurts but it helps to know that she died peacefully.”

“But…wasn't she in pain?” I asked.

“Yeah…but even while she was sick in the hospital bed…she always had a smile on her face. Even when her voice was nothing a squeak she was always laughing. And…before she died…she made me promise that no matter what, to always smile. When I was younger she told me that one smile can bring light into the world. I think that's why she was always so happy.”

“I see…”

“Anyway…you said that…your mom died recently. What happened to her?” Hana asked.

I was quiet for a moment before I answered. “She died in a car accident on her way to work.”

“Oh…I'm sorry. What was she like?”

“Kinda like your mom, always happy. She was always there to encourage me and make me feel better. Like when I'd get depressed she'd always hug me real tight and then make me brownies or cookies. Her sweets had so much love in them…with one bite I'd feel empowered.”

Hana cocked her head to the side and said “By empowered…do you mean hyper?”

I laughed and said “I guess you could say that.”

 

Both of us continued to talk for while. We talked about everything from school to our families to our hobbies to our favorite things. Of course we had several things in common and liked a lot of the same things. Though one difference was, Hana said she didn't like brownies. I stared at her for a moment before calling her a weirdo. She just laughed it off and said “Tell me something I don't know.” I was fascinated to learn that some of Hana's hobbies were ice skating, playing the harp, and writing poetry. She was fascinated by the fact that I played the flute even though I didn't think it was all that great. When the family subject came up I asked about her father. “Sorry…I didn't mean to get all up in your business…” I said when I noticed she was quiet for a moment.

“It's okay,” she said shaking her head, “Some might call my dad a bit of a sexist. Heck I call him that sometimes. But he's just not into girls. He spends 99% of his time with my brothers. They're always going to some game or match or playing each other at Madden or Tekken. And when he's not spending time with them, he's working. It's obvious that he loves them more then he loves me. I admit it hurts, but I've gotten used to it.”

Anger flared up inside me and I started raising my voice. “How can you be used to it!? That man is your father too. Was it not his and your mother's choice to adopt you?”

Hana shook her head and said “I doubt it. When mom was alive she and my dad were always arguing. Whenever I got dad a gift he would always reject it. And like I said he always chose the boys over me. Of course my mom got upset about this. I remember one time overhearing them arguing…my mom was saying that my dad needed to be more active in my life…he said…he didn't need to be because he didn't want a daughter in the first place.”

I gasped and was quiet for a moment. How could that guy be so cold-hearted? “What about your brothers?” I asked. “Didn't they ever stand up for you? Or are they like their father?”

Hana smiled and said “Those knuckleheads…yeah they've tried to stand up for me…but I told them not to do it anymore…”

“But…why?”

“Because…my brothers mean everything to my dad and even though they don't like how he treats me…he means just as much to them. I'm afraid that if they stood up for me…he might reject them too. I just…I don't to be an interference in their relationship.”

Hana then brought up something else, of course to get off that subject. I couldn't help but feel that she was leaving something out, but I didn't bother to ask her. Around 10:30 we realized we both had to head home, me to Aunt Risa, her to her dad and four brothers. We exchanged information, email addresses, Myspace pages, phone numbers, and addresses and we promised to keep in contact and see each other again. Hana offered me a ride home but I told her my house was only a few blocks away. But she wouldn't let me walk alone in the dark so I didn't really have a choice. It didn't bother me at first but when I saw she had a motorcycle, I got a bit scared. But she promised I would be okay and though still a bit reluctant, I trusted her.

During the ride I held onto her like my life depended on it…actually I think it did. Hana was going so fast I was afraid that if I didn't hold on tight enough I would fall off. I was so happy when she finally stopped. Hana apologized for scaring me and after I caught my breath I said “I never want to ride a motorcycle again…” Hana laughed and said “Hey I know I'm fast but I'm not reckless.”

I gave her a look, “I beg to differ…” Before going in the house, I noticed Hana seemed a bit nervous about something. “What's wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing…I was just wondering…is it okay if I hug you?”

“Um…I guess its okay.” In an instant I felt her arms wrap around me. I stared at her for a moment before hugging her back. “I'm…really glad I met you.” She whispered. I smiled and said “Yeah…me too.” I admit, the hug seemed kinda awkward at first but it turned out to be really nice. When we let go of each other Hana smiled and said “Well…I'll see you later?”

I nodded and said “Definitely.”

She got on her bike and before racing off she said in a funny voice “Thus ends the fateful reunion of the sisters and so begins their many adventures!”

I laughed and said “Onna* go home!”

She laughed too and then said “Oh! I almost forgot!” She then took something out of her mini backpack/purse. She threw it to me and I caught it, surprisingly. It was a bag of cookies. “I brought them from the shop. I hope you enjoy them.”

“Arigato!”* I said cheerfully. They were chocolate chip cookies, my favorite.

“You're welcome!” she said with the same cheerfulness. She then put on her helmet and started up the motorcycle. She waved at me and yelled “Ja ne!”* She then drove off. I waved back and yelled “Bye! Be careful on that death vehicle!” By then she was way out of sight. The girl sure was fast…

 

*nani-what

*gomen (nasai)-sorry

*Sugoi-wow

*onna-woman

*arigato-thanks

*Ja ne-See ya