Death, at some point will catch up to us, and yesterday it was my grandmother.

I attended the funeral with my parents in Kyoto. I don't have to worry missing anything in high school since it's currently summer break.

I live alone in my apartment in Tokyo. My parents send me allowance every week and it pretty much covers my rent and food.

After the funeral, we've gone and retrieve some important possession of grandma.

Somehow

Mom managed to convince me to take in this cat. This cat was grandmother's, I don't have any idea on how to take care of a pet, but I guess I just have to take it in. I presume as long as I leave it alone and give it some food from time to time, I think we won't have a problem.

Upon closer look, she's a female. You don't have to ask me how I found out.

She also has a shiny, sleek fur, and she's not chubby, and not too skinny. Her appearance looks normal, but she had a strange tail.

I've never seen it before.

It has a black, and red pattern which contradict the patterns on her body which are white and cream.

Just looking at her tail gives me the creeps.

"I don't know your name yet, and Mom didn't know either. Guess I have to give you a new one." I said to her, or more like to myself.

She's been laying on my bed like she owns it since we arrived here in my apartment.

What's a good name for a cat and easy to remember?

Hmm.

She turns her head towards the chair I'm sitting on, and stared right into my eyes.

She didn't recognized my presence until now, I wonder why?

"Hmm.."

I tilt my head.

She did the same.

"I'll just think of a name for you tomorrow."

I just got home from Kyoto.

I'm pretty tired.

I didn't notice but it's already 10:00 pm.

This cat shows no sign of getting off my bed, I guess I'll just get my extra futon and sleep on the floor for now.

As I lay on the futon I made beside my bed, the cat leans over and continues to stare right in my eye.

It's kinda creepy.

But I assume this is the way they get used to their owners.

I closed my eyes and tried to sleep.

After a while.

I opened my eyes to check if the cat's still staring.

She's gone.

It seems she already retreated to the bed and decided to get some rest.

I closed my eyes and falls back to sleep.

At some point in my sleep, I felt strands of hair tickle my cheeks.

It couldn't be my own hair making contact with my face, my hair's too short.

I opened my eyes, and saw a face of a girl with ginger colored eyes, and cream colored eyebrows.

Her lips moved to utter a name.

"Hina!"