| A soft wind rolled across the skyline of Tokyo's biggest business district; it's gentle current rustled through the sandy locks of a little girl on top of one building, the Ten'oh-Shaziki High Rise. Her grey eyes seemed to look down on the streets below, watching all the people, mothers with their children, vendors selling any and every thing, cats scratching at car tires...they were all so happy, all so innocent....all so free. The little girl sighed, longing to be a part of them, to be a normal child. Why did Daddy have to drag her to work every day, and make her do lessons from a private tutor? Why wouldn't Mommy let her play in the park with other kids? Why did-"Haruka!" Oh no. "Ten'oh Haruka!" Grandma. "Ten'oh Haruka, come here now!" 8 year old Haruka crawled down from her perch, and smoothed down the skirt of her pastel yellow dress. Picking up her only companion, a bedraggled toy beagle named Kodachi-chan, she headed towards the doorway for her afternoon etiquette. Her world was an enclosed glass ball of innocence. A delicate, glass ball....that may be shattered at any given moment. |