Normal. To be the same as everyone else. It's been a long time since I've felt like a normal girl. And with the way my life is, I may never feel like that.
I'm Yagami Hikari and I'm twelve-years-old and attend sixth grade at Odaiba Elementary. That sounds normal, right? However, thanks to the time I've spent in the Digital World, I'm closer to thirteen and have had more life experiences than most twenty-year-olds. I've hated someone enough to want him dead and made sure that he died horribly. What was worse was that I had to help kill that bastard twice. And I've had to live with the knowledge of killing him since I was eight.
A normal girl goes to school, participates in clubs, fantasizes about having boys fall in love with her, and watches her favorite anime series. Sure, I go to school; however, my club is formed of a team who can travel across dimensions and has saved the world on a few occasions, I'm stuck in the middle of a love triangle, and I can't watch anime anymore since I sympathize too much with it.
A couple of my old friends came across this old Kenshin series. One of them simply adores how tragic and cool Kenshin is. Yeah, cool, killing for a cause until you can't kill anymore. I've killed and will probably have to kill again. Will there be a time where it becomes too much and I lose sight of what my cause is? That I might end up killing things to save the world over and over again until I'm no longer me-- just a protector, a killer, a murderer. Will I ever snap because I've kill far too many times?
That isn't something that should cross a sixth grader's mind when she's watching a samurai cartoon. Don't even get me started on Rayearth and Hikaru.
In the anime they make such a big deal out of a kiss. How romanticized they make it look. How special it was. How that's enough for them. That is all they ever need to do. They never talk about the thin line that exists between just kissing and doing more than that. A lot more.