-- AU
“Seika, how are you doing at school?”
“Perfectly fine, Mother.”
“Is that so? Very well, my child.” Her mother smiles in pleasure. She takes her porcelain cup of green tea and lifts it to her lips before sipping its content mannerly behind a broad colourful sleeve of her kimono.
The middle-aged woman sits in a perfect seiza posture with her back straight and shoulders do not slump in front of a Japanese traditional tea table, so does Seika Suzukami across from her. They are in an old-fashioned tatami room, where Seika is taught tea ceremony, calligraphy and many other traditions passed down from generations to generations in a Japanese family, especially an infamous clan in the past - influential, wealthy, and such. Only in the past, though. ...
Western AU
Emilia was sitting at the window sill, looking out at the garden. She could have just stared at the sky and it would feel the equally distant, since she wasn´t allowed to leave the mansion to visit either place. Sometimes, Emilia still wondered why their parents locked her and her twin sister Amelia here, but those thoughts were less and less frequent, because they never lead to anything.
The time kept passing and the girls were still trapped in their home by parents who claimed that they were only protecting them from the harsh world.
“What are looking at, Emi?” Amelia asked softly and tore her sister out of her thoughts.
Forcing a smile on her lips, Emilia turned around. “Just the outside world,” she retorted. The falsely cheerful tune sounded flat even to her own ears and she could see Amelia frown.
“Are you upset?”....
Western AU
At night, when the dim veil of darkness enveloped all of any living beings, and Amelia will have already curled herself peacefully up in a nice warm blanket wrapping around the twins' shared bed, Emilia will keep her eyes wide-open, staring up at the ceiling. Then she will mildly leave her bed, gliding toward the glass door leading to the balcony, and just simply stand by the sill, look up at the hovering skybound space. Whether there are twinkling star pieces scattering every here and there, or there are fluffy yet gloomy clouds covering the dark sky, she still gives it such full concentration that time's existence is no more a matter.
Much like the dolls kept behind the thick glass, watching the outside world is truly the only fancy of theirs. However, while Amelia loves the lively and brilliant sceneries being overlaid by bright sunlight during day time, Emilia is captivated by the halcyon and soundless features of the night. Why? She does not know, she is just fond of it.
"You and the moon are somehow similar, Emi." - The younger of the twins used to say to her sister....
Western AU
"Ooo, I can't stand this anymore!" Stated Amelia as she slammed the wooden door led to the luxurious room she shared with her twin sister as hard as she could, and marched across the room to land her small figure onto the double bed.
"What's wrong now, Ame?" Emilia closed the half-reading book in her hands and put it on the neat desk by her side. She calmly watched her younger sister buried her face into the fluffy white pillow, silently sighed.
"I hate this boring life! I hate this place! And I also hate Father and Mother!" Amelia screamed through the fabric. "And I know you're having the same thought with me, Emi."
"Please watch your words. Such hating and complaining shouldn't be shouted out simply like that."
"Oh please, isn't this irritating enough?" The younger sat up in her position, eyeing Emilia. "Tell me, you also dislike the situation we're in, right? Being locked up in this stupid place and being forced to study the things that are completely useless. Repeated day by day, nothing new, nothing interesting, nothing!" ....