InsaneJournal

Wanderlust. One word that described Mio Hara perfectly well. Only twenty-years-old, but had already seen it all. Well, most of it anyway, so she'd like to think. Grew up in a small town in Hokkaido and had since been traveling about Japan. Even though her family was the poorest of poor, she worked part-time jobs until she got enough money to move to the next destination and of course, a good sum to send back to her parents she had left. They didn't particularly care for her choice of living, but they knew she'd be back right away if something bad ever happened.

Her parents happened to discover a slightly beat up young man who was sitting on the side of the road one day, and they took him in; curse their good hearts, Mio would now think. They called Mio that night and told her about him. Mio remembered that she had smiled. "Give him a home, like you did for me." She had said.

Life continued on its daily routine, until about a month later. She received a phonecall from her family's neighbors that her parents had been killed and that the nice young man had fled. Mio rushed back to Hokkaido. She buried her parents and decided to stay a while in her hometown. She attempted to find out more about the young man, but all that she found out was that he was a yakuza. She cursed at herself for not being cautious enough for her parents' sakes, but what could she do?

She set off again, leaving her family's house in her neighbor's care. This time was different. At every stop, every town, every city; she was always subconsciously keeping an eye out for 'him'. She had even gotten into a bit of trouble with a few gangs in Tokyo as she attempted to interrogate the men on her own, but how many would listen with an opening line of, "Ya been in Hokkaido recently?"

It's been one year since her parents' death, and her wounded heart is still on the mend. Coming across an old pamphlet for Telmina, Mio decided to check it out; it seemed interesting enough.. and, who knows who she might meet.