Dreams Aren't Real

Three hooded figures stood threateningly infront of the lost intruder.
"Who are you?" The man managed to step back against the wall, cowering in fear.
He could only see the faint glow of their eyes. Bright green eyes that were pupiless, then
there were black eyes tinted green, and last, pure black eyes. Emotionless eyes, if you will.
The middle figure seemed to glide forward.
The doomed man noticed that this figure was obviously female. And he'd be damned if he'd let
a WOMAN beat him down into a corner. He scowled, raising his fists. "C'mon little girl. I've had
enough of your mind games."
No movement. No sign of any life.
He went to throw a punch, but the figure seemed to dissapear right before his eyes.
"Huh?" He pivited to look behind him, and was met with a fist in the stomach that sent him
flying up against another alley way wall.
"Excuse me," The figure that had beat him finally spoke, but with death in her voice. "Would you
like to repeat that?"
The man gathered is breath and scrambled away as fast as he could. One of the other figures
went to go after him.
"Leave the pathetic fool."
It was now clear that this was the leader. She removed her black hood. So did the others.
Somentai Kanatatsu. The leader.
Kireil~No last name. The mirror, and body stealer.
Nemui Fails. Araii's first born daughter, and the hexer.

They strolled off to their next victim.

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"Somen-chan!" A voice cried out.
Before said girl had any time to react, she was bombarded with her younger twin sister and her
mother.
"Somen-chan, we've missed you!" Her twin chirped happily.
"Were have you been?" He mother asked quite curiously.
"Out."
"Illisa-nee," A small voice came from behind.
Kairi, a former slave, was standing with a bleeding arm. She was only 21 and here she was,
getting hurt from over training.
"Ah, Kairi-imouto," Illisa sighed, taking her into the tea room.
"So where were you?" The younger twin sang, happy her sister returned.
"Like I said, out." Somentai continued away from her sister.
The twin, named Azuna, became worried. Her sister had been shutting herself out from the
others lately. It wasn't like her...

Later that night...

A knock came at Somentai's door.
"Come in, if you must." Was her only reply.
The door slowly opened, and Minato, her older sister stood with a plate of food. "Ano..."
Somentai glanced towards the sound. She gave a click and instantly knew it was her. "Why are you
in here?"
"Somen-chan, what's wrong? You haven't been eating, and you've been secluding yourself."
She set the plate on the bedside, like she usually did when Somen decided to be a loner for the
night.
"Does it matter what I do anymore?"
This caught Minato off gaurd. "What? Ofcourse it does!" She sat on the bed next to her. "What
you do is your buisness, but we still care about you."
"Hmph." She was starting to sound like Megumi.
"You're a successful Japanese assasin--"
"But that's just it! I don't want to be an assasin! I'm sick of hearing that! 'Oh, you have to continue
the family job, if your gonna be the last children to the clan leader.' " She mimicked. "All because
I said I don't want children, and I want to have a diffrent job!"
Minato looked at the floor. "I've never been an assasin in my life, and I chose to cook for the
household. I'm doing what I love, while staying with my family."
Somentai stood up. "You don't get it, do you?! I'm leaving this household!"
"But-!"
"No! I'm sick of all these rules, and everyone controlling my life! I'm moving to Kyoto, and getting
a better job, than killing people for money that we never even spend."
"Somen-chan, please!"
"NO! I WILL NOT BE SWEET TALKED OUT OF MY OWN GOD DAMN LIFE---" A hard slap to the face sent her flying into the wall.
Minato stared at her hand as though she never saw it before. Had she smacked her little sister?
"N..." Somentai moaned from across the room. Blood poured down her face.
Minato shrieked. Somentai had more sensitive nerves, and she must have scratched her when she...then she relized something.
"S-somentai...chan...?"

She had smacked her sister out of conciousness.

"Oh god..." She quickly ran out of the room. She had never hurt anything, let alone her own siblings! How could she have hit her
like that? She went through the same phase when she was younger.

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"Ow...Ma..." Somentai moaned, as Illisa put a bandage on her cut cheek.
"What the hell happened to you?" Her father raised and eyebrow. "We're you wrestling with Kireil again?"
"No, dad."
Illisa snapped a look of death at the man.
He knew immeadiately to back off the subject. "Er...nice weather, right?" He sucked at small talk.
"Ranshi, please go do something." Illisa sounded quiet annoyed.
"Riiight..." He backed away. "I'll go do that..." He vanished.
"Honey, please tell me what happened."
"I told you, I don't remember!" And she didn't. When someone with sensitive nerves like her got slapped, it was more like she got
kicked in the head. "Ow..." She moaned holding her head. Another blistering headache.
Minato stood in the doorway. She felt horrible. How could she do that...?


And what she really wanted to know, was: How would Somentai forgive her?