Long ago time, when my mother was about five years of age. She made friends with a shy young boy by the name of Kaemon Mashiro as he had a strange aura about him, but he grew to be a loyal friend to my mother as the years passed. As only time could do, my mother grew beautiful to her oldest friend as she got into many fights as she hide her extremely wide forehead behind her long blonde bangs as her group of friends laughed as she punched a boy with dark pinkish hair back as his face was flustered red as he shrugged off her blow. With a temptation to rush to her aid, Kaemon stood up as did the boy. Only for them to connect eyes. "Kizashi lets go!" Yelled a girl with spiked brown hair as she stared at them with her wild and intemidation wolf-like features. As he started to turn he quickly glanced back at the girl as she had her back to him. With fumes boiling out of her ears. "Kizashi! We are going to get yelled at by Ami-Sensei if you don't hurry!"
"I am coming!" He yelled, but he paus