A blur of blue ran down the streets and rain poured down. Tears ran her face with the rain also streaming down. She tripped and fell down onto the ground, crying harder and and putting her hands in fists. "W-why? Why must everything has to be taken away from me? J-just only if stupid Hitomi d-didn't take Kamijo from me, t-this wouldn't have happened..." She muttered to herself. She looked up from the dirt and watched the people walk past her, like she was nothing. yeah... That's right... I'm nothing, a placeholder for someone to be "friends". just. like. Hitomi. She thought. Tears ran down her face once again at that thought. "Hey!" A voice called. It maybe someone calling out to a friend... She thought again. "Hey!!! You there on the ground!!!" The voice called out again. The girl looked up and saw a little girl with green pigtails running towards her. "Are you hurt or anything...?" She asked. the blue girl looked up at her and saw the little girl hold a plastic bag from the grocery store. "You're bleeding!!! Come with me and I'll fix you up, okay?" She said with a smile. 

"Where are your parents?" The blue girl asked.

"They died. I have a guardian, but she's at home right now. come on, let's go!" She said cheerfully, even the mention of her parents made her upset. The blue haired girl got off from the ground and followed the little girl to her house. Once they were to her apartment, she turned around to look at the older girl and asked her to hold the bag. The older one did as the little girl asked and held the bag. wait.. Why did I follow her here? She may be a little girl, but her guardian maybe a drunkard or something... The girl thought. She watched the green haired girl get on her hands and knees to look for the key for the door. "Aha! I found you!" She muttered to herself as she grasped onto the key and unlocked the door. "Thank you!" She said as she gently grabbed the bag from girl and flashed a kind smile at her. "Kyo! I'm home!!" The little girl yelled as she entered the apartment. "Alright, you."

"It's not 'you!'" She called back. The blue haired girl stood there for a moment before entering the little girls home.

 "Alright Yuma." The other girl in the house replied.

The little girl named Yuma went back towards the front door and looked at the blue haired girl. She ran over to her and grabbed her hand and pulled her farther into the house, after closing the door and locking it. The other person Yuma called 'Kyo' looked at her. The Kyo person wore a black, short sleeve shirt and gray shorts. She had a Pocky piece in her mouth, like she was smoking. The Pocky piece was was barely hanging out of her mouth and her long, red hair on her shoulder. "Yuma, who is this?" She asked, still looking at the blue haired girl. 

"Dunno, I found her on the streets." There was a long moment of silence after Yuma's reply.

 "So you're telling me that you found a random person on the streets, and brought her in my house, correct?" Kyo asked. Yuma processed that into her head for minute, then looked at the blue girl, them back at Kyo.

 "Yup. That's sounds about right!"

"Why do you sound so proud of that, Yuma?!" Kyo said. She then got out of her seat and patted Yuma on the head and sighed. Yuma smiled up and Kyo did the same. Although they barely knew the girl, they still treated her like she was a friend. 

"Here you go. It's just some extra pillows and blankets for you to sleep with." Yuma said with Kyo trailing behind her carrying comforters and blankets. Yuma put down pillows for her. 

"Sayaka, my names Sayaka Miki. In case any of you was wondering." The blue girl said. Yuma gave a small laugh before hugging Sayaka. Kyo put down the blankets to stop Yuma, but decided not to. When Yuma let go of her and went to her room, Sayaka smiled to herself.

 "Kyoko Sakura, that's my name. nice to meet you Sayaka Miki." said Kyoko before walking off to her own room. Before Sayaka went to sleep, she remembered when Yuma picked her up off the streets and took her to her home. And even though Kyoko was upset at Yuma for bringing a stranger into her home, she still kept giving her hospitality. And here she is, spending the night at their house.

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It looks like I'll have some good friends soon...