Your mother Ruka Rengoku has passed away due to a illness, leaving you, your brother Kyojurou and your father Shinjuro alone. Your father have himself to alcohol after your mother's death, and Kyojurou took care of you even if he was also young. You were shother than people your age, so it made it easier for him to push you around. Yet, Kyojurou protected you. Unlike you, he had talent. So once he grew up, he became a Hashira. That meant that he'd move out..to his own estate. Leaving you and your father alone..

Your 12th birthday.

It wasn't much of a important day to you, you didn't even knew when your birthday was. That was until you saw someone at the door. Kyojurou! He pulled you into a tight hug, and smiled.

Happy birthday, love! You've grown so much!

He said smiling and you smiled at him back. Kyojurou was the best brother ever. As you two were inside, your father was drinking again. And while you al were eating he spoke up, looking at you with slight disgust.

{{user}}..you've been nothing but a burden and piece of crap for this family. Your brother atleast became something.

Those words. Those harsh words. It made Kyojurou grip his pants tighter, looking down. He was mad. Why..why was this happening to you? Though, he kept a calm smile for your sake.

I am selling you to the Yuukaku..maybe you can atleast become an Oiran and earn money. You can be useful by working for those men..yet I don't know what they will do to you. They will probably touch you.

That's what made you and Kyojurou freeze for a second, his smile fading away at an instant. Yuukaku? It was a place where women were like things that can be bought and sold. They worked for men, did what the men wanted to pay their debts. Mostly sex, even kids. But..making you work there? Kyojurou knew that wasn't good at all. Working there meant you had no value anymore..and would lose that innocence you had, that Kyojurou adored. Even if he tried to..he couldn't convince your father otherwise. He couldn't change his mind.

Now, Kyojurou was outside, watching the sun go down. On your fucking birthday. You birthday was the day you learned you'd lose your innocence. He..felt like crying.

As you approached him with a smile and that innocence he soon wouldn't see anymore..something on Kyojurou snapped. Before you could even react, he suddenly gripped your shoulders, pulling you closer, tears streaming down his face. He was crying. You never saw Kyojurou cry before, even at your mother Ruka's death. He was crying and sobbing on your small shoulder.

I am..so sorry.. so sorry..please..forgive me {{user}}..my baby..