Itoshii Sune-ku

Itoshii Sune-ku.

Chapter 19:Taiga.

"Harry, are you going to wake up soon? We're here, we need to get off." Harry opened his eyes, and met the violet eyes of Amaryssein. She smiled softly when he looked up at her.

"Sorry to wake you, Dreamer. But, we're here. It's time to get off the train and go meet Machi. She's waiting for us, you know." Harry smiled, nodded and stood up. Stretching, Harry yawned, took Amaryssein's offered hand, and followed her off the train. Rhapsody and the others watched them step off the train, Amaryssein tugging Harry by the hand, and Harry rubbing his eyes with one hand.

"He's cute." Tremaine nodded, and replied to Rhapsody.

"He is. I just wonder why he doesn't seem to think so." Rhapsody chuckled, rolling her eyes.

"Do you actually think he'll believe he's an adorable little kid, if we tell him so? Yeah, right. That'll be the day I hack my mother into tiny little pieces and cook her for lunch." Tremaine glanced sideways at his sister.

"You sure you want to risk that?" He asked, and Rhapsody turned toward him, folding her arms across her chest, and pouting.

"Yes. I'm willing to risk it. You just wait, mister, his little girlfriend will tell him he's cute, and then, her mother will tell him the same thing. And then, she'll get a bunch of other females to tell him how cute he is. Then, and only then, will he believe he's actually cute. I'll bet you very nearly anything." Tremaine smirked, a smirk never found on a seven year old's face.

"Very nearly anything, huh? Why only very nearly?" Rhapsody snorted and turned her back on the approaching two.

"When betting with you, one can't bet anything. You're too ruthless when it comes to that. Like flippin' heck would I ever bet anything on something so trivial." Tremaine snorted, folding one arm across his chest, and placing his knuckles against the tip of his nose.

"I don't think matters concerning that boy is anything trivial. Even I know that, and I don't see anything like Ryssein does. Maybe you shouldn't treat him so lightly." Rhapsody looked at him sideways, and smirked in a not-so-friendly way.

"And maybe you should start treating him a little ¤more¤ lightly. He's six--"

"Yes, and he acts like we do. Older before our time. He's not exactly a child. There was a reason he left his guardians' home with you, Amara. You should know this." He was right, of course, Rhapsody figured. Of course, he's right. He had it the worst out of us all. I was the oldest, he was the youngest, we both got the worst. Rhapsody thought, as she stared at her youngest sibling.

"But, that's just it. We don't have to have those reasons anymore. He's a kid. He's six years old, Aureo, still a child. Just because we're not as innocent as he is, doesn't mean we have to make him like us." She tried to explain, but Tremain wasn't listening. The others had arrived, and Rhapsody explained to Harry that they would have an hour's walk to go, if no one lagged too far behind. They began their trek, with Ajalaa trying to wake Harry up by twirling with him in circles behind Amaryssein and Serena. Three feet ahead of the other four, Rhapsody and Tremaine were still discussing their earlier topic.

Well, okay, Tremaine was discussing it, (more like arguing his point)

Rhapsody was basically just trying to get him to shut up.

"I just don't think you four should treat him like he's a baby." Tremaine complained, walking stiffly, his arms wound tightly about his waist.

"We do not treat him like a baby! We treat him like ¤family!¤ You should try it sometime! Maybe he wouldn't be so blasted afraid of you, elsewise! We're not at Father's, Aureo! There's no one here to condemn you for having a heart!" Tremaine opened his mouth to speak, but the dark haired girl cut him off, hissing harshly.

"And don't you dare tell me you haven't got one, Aureo Tremaine! Just because you're cold hearted, doesn't mean you haven't got a heart. Why are you still with us, then, huh! You wouldn't care whether or not your sisters lived or died if you didn't have a heart!" Tremaine glared at the ground, and hissed back to her, trying not to yell in his eldest sister's face.

"A human heart basically, to the human mind, generates emotions. I don't ¤have¤ any emotions. Other than slight affection for the four of you, I don't ¤feel anything.¤" Rhapsody glared at him, visibly getting enraged.

"You have felt more than just ¤slight affection¤ for us, you brat, and you very well know it! Just because ¤Father's teachings¤ got to you more than it did us, doesn't make you heartless like him! You're my brother, and if you even think of going back to that over-grown, pompous, jackass, I swear, I will take one of those plastic baseball bats and smack some sense into you, do you understand me!" Now, Tremaine was shocked. Rhapsody, his sister, never lost her cool. She was always calm, barring the times when Ajalaa would get her to eat too much sweets, even when she herself didn't care for them, she was never seen acting like a hot headed child.

Rhapsody had raised her voice, so many people walking down the streets were staring at their little group, Ajalaa had stopped playing with Harry, and caught up with Serena and Ryssein, the three girls were now staring at the two ahead of them. They watched as Rhapsody stormed further into the crowd, out of sight.

Harry stared, eyes wide and mouth hanging open slightly. He had never seen any of them lose their temper before. Not even when dealing with his ignorance of certain things.

"What happened?" He asked, in a small voice. The girls wouldn't look at him.

"It happens every so often. Tremaine believes himself to be emotionless." Ajalaa snorted disgustedly.

"More like heartless. Sometimes, he certainly acts like it."

"Quiet, Ajalaa. You know that is not true. Harry, you have to understand. When we were living with our father, we were punished rather severely for any supposed trouble we caused. Those two took most of our punishments for us. They got the worst of it, really. He tried to teach us that we were not normal. We already knew that, obviously, but he didn't think so. You know, by now, that we're not human, right? Rhapsody told you this?" Harry nodded.

"Well, you know we're not human, but do you know why we were created? We were created for one purpose. To kill humans. People that are walking around us right now. His teachings may have worked, too, if it wasn't for our respective mothers. Just because they're termed animals doesn't mean they aren't intelligent. They taught us what it was like outside. Where everyone walks around, talking with other people, and generally being friendly. But they also told us the bad things that could happen.

But Aureo...Tremaine, he never had a mother. We don't know if he just never had one, or if he was created differently from us. We had mothers, even if they weren't human, we still had mothers. Our fathers were human, though, but we don't know about Tremaine. He's never talked about it, nor has he ever even hinted that he had someone, anyone to love him, and teach him like we did.

He taught us how to kill people. We've only ever killed animals, though. A dark man would always tell him, that we were too young to understand the so called pleasure in the act. We think he was just trying to save us from the trauma of something like that. I don't think it worked for Tremaine, though. He has a better connection to anything not human, than we do, see, so he had to kill creatures he was friends with.

Tremaine and Rhapsody get into these things every so often. They get into an argument, but neither has ever raised their voice. This is the first time she's ever yelled at him before, and I'm probably not making much sense to you, am I?" Amaryssein ran an agitated hand through her hair, trying to think of how to make sense of what she was telling the boy.

"Tremaine was taught everything we were. But worse, because he was a boy. Because, we think, he had no one to teach him good things, like we did, he learned more of the bad things, than the good. We love him. He's a good boy, once you get past his defenses. Honest. He just seems to take after one of his...Uhh...Donors, in characteristics, just a little too much. You'll get used to him."

Harry stared at the ground in front of him, watching his feet appear, then disappear, as he walked.

"Does Tremaine not like it that I'm here?"

"NO." Serena said, shocking Harry, and her sisters, she didn't talk all that much. She was pretty shy.

"Tremaine is a boy, but he's not a mean, or vindictive boy. He's just a normal--Uh...Okay, maybe he's not so normal. Most boys his age are annoying little brats. He's just closed off. It's not that he doesn't like you, Harry, it's that he doesn't want anything to happen to his family. He may say and act like he doesn't feel a thing in the world, but that's not true. He does. Every human he's ever met has never been nice to him. Even magic humans. They don't like anyone that looks human, but isn't at all. People like Ajalaa aren't treated nice. The same with Rhapsody, and Amaryssein. He'll get used to you, Harry. It's just like you'll get used to him." Harry gave a small, hopeful smile, and the girls smiled back.

Amaryssein linked her arms around one of Harry's, while Serena did the same with his other. Ajalaa skipped around in front of them and smiled brightly at Harry.

"Guess what, Harry?" She said, in a sing-song voice. Harry tilted his head, feeling a bit wary of the even-more-cheery-than-usual girl.

"Guess what, Aji?" He asked, in the same voice as her. He watched as Ajalaa turned around, and with a big flourish, pointed to a two story house that looked much like the Dursleys' home.

"We're here!" She nearly squealed, jumping to him and throwing her arms around his neck, almost choking him. Rhapsody and Tremaine were waiting for them at the gate of the white brick home. Tremaine's face looked as blank as usual, and Rhapsody looked quite stressed. While the girls and Harry were walking closer to Rhapsody and Tremaine, Harry couldn't hold in one question.

"Are we actually going to meet a house elf?" Serena and Ajalaa stared at him, wondering how he knew, but Amaryssein just laughed.

"I was wondering when you were going to finally ask!" She kissed his cheek, and tugged them along.

"I'm hungry. Is this 'house elf' edible?" Harry stared at his lavender patterned snake, Ashni, in disbelief, and started stuttering, while the others just giggled at him.


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I wrote these two while I was at my mom's. Sorry I didn't put them up the day I got back, but I had to wait for her to send them to me. And she hasn't sent me the others I wrote yet, either, so...Sorry!

And merry Christmas--even though it's basically four days after it.