|| A Bouquet of Red and White Roses || [Yu Yu Hakusho Fan-fic] {Edits}

Her Origins

..I'm not going to die in Makai. If someone has to die, it's going to be you.

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To whomever has found this letter first, I hope it finds you well.

By the time you read this, you may have already realized that I am no longer here. I must apologize for drugging you on such short notice, but I do not regret doing it. I had my reasons for doing so. I won't tell you where I've gone, but it's to a place left with unfinished business. I will tell you this now. If you come and find me, I will act as if we have never met. If you stand in my way, I will kill you. It's nothing personal really, however for the time being and possibly even longer, I will need you to stay away from me as far as possible. I don't want to involve you any further. Because if you do, you'll die. For so long, I have hid a lot of things behind me. Things I never wanted to remember. So in return for hiding within those lies, I will tell you the truth.

My name is Hanamura Shiori, currently 16 years of age. I am the child born from Hanamura Hanae and Nakanishi Satoshi. I am the granddaughter of Nakanishi Eiichi, the head of the Nakanishi Clan. And in addition to that, I am also the current heir.

When I was a child, I lived most of my life with my parents in the Nakanishi Household. In most traditions, any child born within a hunter branch must be raised with the belief that there are some things in this world that simply need to be erased. The children are usually trained to become hunters around the young age of ten. From there, their potential only grows. 

I, on the other hand, was not like that. I was not raised to become a hunter. My parents protected me from that tradition and raised me on their own beliefs. However it was quickly seen as an offense which immediately drew trouble towards us. I believe that it was only the beginning. Since I was the daughter of the first son of the Nakanishi Clan, there were already high expectations that were placed upon me. With those high expectations were also disappointment. For example, I was a female child. There was no way they were going to allow me to become heir. Another thing was that I was going to be the one representing the Nakanishi Clan beside Grandfather, the root and heart of the hunter clans. 

"What good would it be to have her represent the Nakanishi Clan if she wasn't even following after our traditions ?" "What good was it to protect her from becoming a hunter if she was already destined for that path ?" 

It was nothing new to me, growing up as a child. Yet as I grew, those judgements only seemed to worsen. For as long as I can remember, it was always like that. Sometimes I even wondered how my parents managed to stay standing. Not once in my memory did I ever see them falter against their judgements about me. Even when they were raising me. They always stood by my side. Grandfather was like too. But he never really showed it. I don't blame him for that. As the head of the Nakanishi Clan, he had to stay with tradition. It was a choice. I can't blame him. 

During this time, there was also another grandchild, a child born just a few months after me. His name was Nakanishi Sotaru. He was born from Nakanishi Suzume and Nakanishi Takao. 

I remember how everyone favored him. I also remember how they trained him. There were so many expectations waiting for him as he grew. They raised him to become the perfect heir for the Nakanishi Clan. I pitied him as a child. I still do. We both underwent similar teachings but mine were never as severe as his. In some ways, we were also separated. I'm sure his parents resented me for existing. To them , I was competition. It was all about which one was better. They probably viewed me as a bad influence. But Grandfather stepped in and immediately put an end to our separation. Whenever I look back at those memories now, I laugh sometimes. Although it's quite sad really. Back then, when we were children, we were so close to each other. But now, we're nothing more than strangers. I wish it hadn't changed. But fate plays such unfair games sometimes. We have no choice but to accept the things that are thrown at us.