Chapter 1: The Time That Pass By

I opened my eyes and expect to see heaven but much to my disappointment…

What I see before my eyes is a blue ceiling.

[I guess I didn’t die yet… sigh~]

I tried to lift myself up but it would seem like my body is too heavy.

[Now that I think about it, where am I? I’m so sure that isn’t the ceiling in the hospital]

I again tried to get up but I just won’t budge. I gave up after a few times and instead put my hands in my line of vision.

[wha-?! Why are my hands small?! What happened to me?!]

I wasn't aware that I let out a scream until I heard footsteps coming my way.

Then a beautiful foreign woman appeared and carries me in her arms.

The woman sang a song, but I don’t seem to know the language, and eventually lull me to sleep.

The next time I woke up the woman was sleeping beside me.

It was an opportunity for me to assess her and think about my situation.

Well let’s describe the woman first, she has blonde hair and midnight blue eyes (based on what I saw earlier). She also has a plump red lips and well defined cheekbones.

A complete definition of a foreigner.

Next is my surroundings, as of now I am currently on a large bed. Since my line of vision is limited that is all I see for now.

She soon woke up and spoke again, this time I analyze the language and notice that it is a bit familiar. As she continues to speak, I finally realize that the language was French.

It was maybe because I was more inclined with the English, Japanese and Spanish that I wasn’t able to notice that it was French.

-5 months later-

Ever since came to understand that I was reincarnated as a child and was able to identify the language, I devoted myself to understand it every day for the past 5 months and now I can say that I am proficient in French even though I can’t speak yet I can finally understand them at least. Also by now I can already crawl, I do try to walk but it’s still not good so I just mostly crawl my way around my room.

You might think that it’s shocking to know you got reincarnated again but for me the most shocking, more like devastating thing is that I found out that instead a SHE, I am now a HE.

Yup you heard it right, I, Katsura Yuki, who was once a fine GIRL is now a full-pledge BOY. Oh well, I can’t be picky now can I so I unwillingly accept the truth and anyway it’s not like there’ll be any difference… it’s just gender, right?

Going back… Since I came to know and understand the language, I also found out that my new name now is Yukimura Sei. A half French and half Japanese boy, I have a black hair and midnight blue eyes, my skin is also very white like porcelain.

I am a VERY cute boy

The foreign woman that I saw for the first time was actually my mom.

Her name is Yukimura Clarisa, she’s 32 years old and a pure blood French woman.

To be honest at first I thought that she’s at least 20 years old because she looks so young, I wonder if mom have a secret beauty product that maintains her skin. Maybe I’ll ask when I’m old enough.

As for my dad, I rarely saw him but I still got to see and know some things about him. He’s a very loving father and he’s completely devoted to his family.

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Anyway his name is Yukimura Shinji, a full blood Japanese man, with black hair and black eyes. He is actually 34 years old but by his looks he can still pass for a 22 years old guy.

I’m starting to think that my family is cursed with eternal youth.

Well next is my big brother.

Yup, you heard it right, I have a big brother! HOORAY!!

His name is Yukimura Souji, he’s basically a splitting image of mom.

In short an 8 years old ikemen and he always plays with me so I truly love Sou-nii.

I am very fortunate to be given a new loving family such as them.

[Thank you so much for this second life Kami-sama]

I also came to know that the day that I was born as Yukimura Sei is also the day that I as Katsura Yuki died.

When you think about it, it would seem that after I died as Katsura Yuki, my soul wondered until I came to the body of Yukimura Sei, which I think have died. I heard it from mom when she is talking to one of our maids, Eclaire-san, when I was having a fever. At that time mom is in panic mode and she is speaking in so fast that I only got the gist of it.

According to what I understand, she said that “what if Sei’s heart stopped again like when he was born?! I don’t want to lose Sei…”

Well base from that you can also conclude that the original Yukimura Sei has died and I, Katsura Yuki, have replaced him. But for me it doesn’t matter since I still plan on living as Sei and will continue to love them in place of the real Sei.

Well let’s stop with the drama and go back to our main topic.

Since I said that my mom is French and they’ve been using French language so it’s quite obvious that we are in France and let me tell you that we live in the most fantastic city of France.

Drum roll please!!

PARIS, FRANCE!

You got it, we live in the city of lovers!

And as you can see, every day I always feel the love.

As expected from the name of the place, right.

-5 years later-

Time skip to 5 years after, thus I am now 5 years old and currently we are on our way to the airport.

If you’re wondering why, it all began a year ago. Dad came home and suddenly asked if we would like to live in Japan, since my mom have lived in Paris all her life and rarely went to other country, she was totally okay with the idea in fact she was ecstatic to the point that she immediately order the maids to pack our belongings. As for my brother and I, it’s not like we have a choice much and Sou-nii said that he doesn’t want to be the only one here in Paris even if he has the butlers and maids so he’s coming as well.

So that’s how it is.

For the past 5 years, I rarely talk at first they were worried that there might be something wrong with me but I told them, I’m okay that I just don’t like talking much. But mind you I am very fluent in speaking French, English, Japanese and Spanish.

Even though I don’t talk much they still didn’t treat me any different, in fact they become more loving and more protective than usual.

Instead of talking, I often played the piano and sang. Those two things really relaxes me and I mostly convey my words though that. But I do talk a lot when dad is home, it may seems a bit bias but since he’s rarely home I don’t get to interact with him much.

Plus when dad is home, I turn into a spoiled child which makes mom and Sou-nii jealous of dad but I always tell them ‘I luv you’ which pacify all of them.

I’m just so cute that no one is able to resist… tehee~

Anyway going back, we are on our way to the airport, when mom asked dad about the place.

“Shin-chan, what kind of place is Japan?” (Mom)

“I also want to know!” (Sou)

“Papa, Japan?” (Me)                            

“Haha, alright I’ll tell you but Japan is a bit broad but I can say that the people are very friendly and open minded. They also value their culture and the food there is very unique…” (Dad)

“Then what about the place we’ll live in? What kind of place is it?” (Sou)

“Home?” (Me)

“Hmm… The name of the place if Fukuroi, it is away from the city and is very relaxing so I know you guys will love it.

As for the kind of house and neighborhood we have, it’s a secret for now. You’ll just know when you get there.”

[Fukou… I wonder why does it seems so familiar]

I didn’t get to ponder about it much since we soon arrived at the airport.

We didn’t go and wait in line since mom told us that we’ll be using our private plane.

Wait. I know what you’re thinking and let me tell you…

Yes, We Are Rich

But we don’t really brag about it nor are we very haughty.

Our family is very down to earth.

We may be rich but we rarely act like one, we only do that when we are at a party or family gathering (on mom’s side).

We respect people, whether they are rich, middle class or poor as long as they are worthy of our respect.

Mom and dad taught us how we should value people more than riches, so we held no discrimination among people.

Going back to the present, we soon boarded the plane.

And let me tell you, the word ‘Private Plane’ really sticks to name of being rate to high class plane. It was more extravagant than the plane that I saw once on TV.

[Now that I think about it, this is my first time on a plane… Sooo COOL!]

“What do you think Sei? Do you like it?” (Dad)

“Un! Like!” (Me)

“That’s right! It’s Sei-chan’s first flight!” (Mom)

“Don’t worry about a thing Sei, Onii-chan will be with you throughout the flight” (Sou)

“Thank, Nii-chan” (Me)

I gave a smile as I said my thanks, what they said really made me happy but I was attacked with hugs and kisses as the result of my cuteness.

Being too cute is both a blessing and a curse.

I am able to get away from them, and when I did I quickly rush towards the window to take look. I am so amaze by the sight of many planes for the first time that I unconsciously let out a ‘WOW~’.

I was so focus that I wasn’t able to notice Sou-nii supporting me from behind.

Sou-nii told me about everything he knows about the airport and the planes, that even I took a liking of planes base on how passionate Sou-nii talks about them.

The captain’s voice spoke through the speakers, and then he gave his salutations and reminders. We then sat on our chairs and put on our seatbelts. Sou-nii helped me putting on mine and then mom came to check on us before she took her seat beside dad and put her seatbelt on.

After the preparations are done we soon depart for Japan.

-Few Hours Later-

“Sei, wake up… look down there and you’ll see Japan” (Sou)

Sou-nii woke me up and made me look at the window.

After 5 years of my death as Katsura Yuki, seeing Japan made me feel various emotions.

[After all these years… Japan I’m home…]