<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #40BFFF">Having a rag in her hand. She knew, she would needed it. Standing up, Neshita had made her way to her sister's side. She had hot water in one cup. Dipping a corner of the rag, wetting it down. Moving slowly closer to her. "Hold still." Neshita reached out, with the hand that didn't hold the cloth. Moving her hair from her face. Straightening her hair out. To not be in the girls face. Moving her other hand to the girls face. The cloth had made contact with Sunako's hair. . Then patting softly onto her face. She had cleaned up her face. <br/><br/>"That's okay. You may just find this place comfortable. Its not like any other okiya." Neshita said patting her sisters cheeks. Finishing her cheeks. Neshita had her mouth slightly open in concentration. Looking at the girl she smiled. As Sunako questioned mother. Neshita eyes looked over Sunako's face, after pulling away. "Ah, there we go." Neshita stood up once more.<br/><br/>Walking to the door, that led to the garden. She leaned on the frame. "I wasn't to happy, when I was first put in here. But I was just a child. This village is not even my home village. My parents didn't even want me. I was just a mistake to them. I had later had found out that." She went quiet. She remembered the letter she saw in Hiyta's memory. Which she had opened. </span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">'Good evening Aiwa,<br/><br/>We ask of you to take our daughter. We had her, we couldn't take care of her. From the beginning. We have been taking care of her. Until she is of age. We would be honored, if you could give our beautiful child. A nice home, while she may serve your okiya, well. You would say, she has eyes of stone or metal. <br/><br/>Sincerly, <br/>Uni household.'</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #40BFFF">Hiyta was unsure to take her in. Hiyta had gotten letters often from families. To take there child. But to all but a couple. She had denied each one. But after seeing the family saying her eyes were like stone. Hiyta had accepted a visit, from her family. Once seeing her, Hiyta was surpised by her eyes. Accepting the girl. They had sold her right there. The money Hiyta gave her parents. Was to pay for their trip back to their village. Permanently separating her from her friend. <br/><br/>Pulling herself off the door, Neshita turned to Sunako. Her hair was cascaded behind her. Covering her shoulder blades. "Hiyta had accepted you, because she saw some kind of potential. Don't you know how hard it is to get a girl into this place? If she accepts a geiko. She would do it with a strong reason. Trust me, but she does have a plan for you. I don't even know what she has in planned." Neshita made her way to the door, petals from the tree followed her in. "I must be getting to bed now, I've had a long day. While tomorrow will be no different." She walked out of the room. <br/><br/>Walking down the hall. She had looked behind her. Expecting her old friend would chase after her. But had continued to walk to her room. Even if Sunako had tried to follow her. Turning a couple corners of the house. Passing her sister's rooms, the dinning room. Then her mothers room. The house was quiet. Finally she had arrived to her room. Placing her pale hand on the door. She had then opened her door. <br/><br/>Neshita had entered her <a class="postlink" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/41/7f/76/417f764fc302082d8435cf244a00fab0.jpg">room</a>. It was nicely decorated, minimal but a cherry tree painting on the wall where her bed laid underneath. She had kept her futon unfolded. But her bed was always made with white bedding. A plant laid next to her bed. It was a mini Sakura tree, in a brown square pot. Her door to the garden, was always open. She had a perfect view of the tree. When she first live in the house. She had spent a good time looking at it. As her sister's saw her love the tree. She had been given the room, closer to the tree. It was originally Miytara's room. But she gave it up for her.  Afterwards, Neshita had spent hours practicing in front of the tree. She was known for her love for the tree. But no one knew why she liked it, but Hiyta. Hiyta had blocked that from the rest of her daughters. Because it was something close to Neshita's heart. </span></div>