I came up with this story from some poem that we read in class and from some other real life activities. It's basically another Yuri and Splice of Life fanfiction, but with more realistic or religious traits to it. Also some events in this story are based on real events, but not the entire thing itself.

Warning: If you are under the age of 17 then you're reading this story at your own risk. It has mature content in it, in which all of it is Yuri. There is no blood or profanity.

Disclaimer: I own all of the characters, so please ask me before using them in your story. Thanks.

Chapter One: A Family

Yui rolled over in her bed feeling the warm comfort beneath her blankets greatly contrast the cold house, or her chilly bedroom that was being lit by the sunlight through her blinded windows. She then lay flat on her back as her long dark brown hair was rather messy, and matched her winter slate blue pajamas with long sleeves and pants that included snowflake prints all over it. Her emerald eyes finally opened as her white sock covered feet squirmed.

'Ugh. Is it time to get up already?' she wondered. The female rolled onto her right side again examining the clock on her desk with hazy eyes. It was about an hour from the beginning of church as she could hear her family already making noise from outside her shut bedroom door. Her walls were white with a sliver of purple border all around. On a wooden desk was her pale laptop, which was always off on Sundays. The dresser was wooden and sturdy.

Yui stretched her 5'2" body as her arms felt the wooden thing behind her pillow. The covers on her bed were purple as well as her sheets were white. She had just turned eighteen but she felt like she was still thirteen sometimes. She could smell eggs being cooked from downstairs as her stomach growled.

"Yui! Time to get ready!" her mother hollered through the door. The girl sat up in her bed, which was parallel to the far wall, or where the window was. Her desk was behind it as she immediately ignored it and went for her dresser. She also had a bathroom connected to her room, but it was also open to her brother's room. The two younger siblings shared a room across the hall, so they used the same bathroom as well.

Yui groggily opened the pale door to the bathroom while holding the crimson towel and various items in her hands. She stepped into the pale room to see her younger brother already dressed and brushing his teeth.

"Hey Yui," he smiled. He was ten years old, and had adorable green eyes and dark hair like hers, except he always had the same haircut of short hair with a bit of spikes for his bangs. He was wearing dark pants with a white long sleeved shirt, or church attire. He was still young of age, and was about 4'3" tall.

"Good morning Daijiro," she greeted. He rinsed his mouth with water again before heading out the opposite door, or the one that went into the hallway. Her older brother's bedroom door was shut as she imagined him sleeping in like usual. He was three years younger than her, but sometimes he acted like an older brother with his attention wanting attitude, or telling their parents when a sibling did something wrong. She was alone in the bathroom as she locked all of the doors making sure that no one walked in during her shower.

The ten minutes of alone time were soothing to her, but she could still hear the sounds of her family running down the hall and back. Having three siblings was sometimes overwhelming, but they had their moments. The heat felt really good as the girl wanted to stay in there longer, but she had to finish up. Yui got out and dressed herself into an old dress of hers that was a dark blue with ruffles around the collar and long sleeves. Purple flowers were imprinted all over it as she put on stockings, and then returned to her room. Her hair was the usual just brushed out and would be sort of thick within a few hours. But she liked how it was halfway down her back.

"My turn!" her little sister squeaked as the five year old girl giggled. She was only 2'5" tall as she couldn't reach some things in the house. Her shoulder long hair bounced around as she started taking her clothes off in preparation to change into a pink dress. Pretty much everyone in the family had the same dark brown hair and green eyes, except her father had brown eyes. Her hair was the longest as well.

"Hurry up Alyssa," her mother muttered. She was 5'5" as her short curly hair was beginning to gray. She was also already dressed as her short black skirt matched a red jacket with a white blouse underneath. Their last name was Nao, so a lot of people called her mom Mrs. Nao.

"Hey Mom," Yui beamed. The mother replied with a whisper. She then headed into the hallway which was also with beige carpet, and had one staircase to the downstairs level. Pretty much everything was of wood including the lower leveled floors. She stepped into the kitchen to see no one there, and the pot filled with scrambled eggs. Her father was not there as she supposed that he was already at church like usual. He wasn't home a lot due to his job and calling.

Yui grabbed a pale plate from the wooden cabinet, and sat down at the table that was covered with a winter festive tablecloth with a mix of blue and white snowflakes. The patio doors exposed the outside, or the yard that was turning brown with the leafless trees in the forest. She could see the houses on the other side through the branches, but she didn't have time to think. The counters were white and matched the pale family room, which was behind the kitchen. The couches were pale and leather. They faced a television that they had for several years.

There was also another set of windows with green curtains that matched the holiday tree covered with ornaments and decorations. There were presents around it even though the celebration itself was a month away. About several minutes later she heard the sound of footsteps as her three siblings and mother raced down the stairs.

"Time to go to church!" Mrs. Nao hollered. Yui put the dish into the metal sink and then returned to the narrow hallway, which had a closet door and a bathroom door. They grabbed their coats and shoes as Yui put on her usual navy blue coat and black shoes. Her older 5'6" brother was wearing a suit as he seemed rather grumpy, but his hair was in place with spiky bangs. "Chris, you look nice." While the older sibling was rolling his eyes they all rushed out the door, and into the cold winter atmosphere outside of the warmth of their home.

Church was basically the same each week with hymns, the sacrament, talks, and the sound of children screaming across the room. During the next two hours Yui would be spending time with the other teenagers that were her age, or that had turned eighteen that year. She always gave the other girls funny looks, except for the ones that seemed odd to her.

The other girls in her class were always wearing the latest fashion, talking about the latest trends or boys, and had their own cell phones. A group of them huddled around outside of the classroom as Yui grunted while trying to get by the blockade in the narrow hallway. All of the walls in the church were white, and the carpet was a blue green color with what looked like to be sprinkle tones. The classrooms had dividers and plastic chairs that were folded up each week.

Yui headed into the room as the older women, or the leaders, were discussing about something. She always sat in the third row from the front on the left, or near the window so she could daydream, or be distracted in general. One woman walked out as she had to practically push the group of girls into the room, except for the few that were already there. Yui didn't really have any friends, so she usually sat alone. She let out a sigh as the boring lesson began, which all of them seemed to be about being a young woman.

The reason that she didn't hang out with anyone else was from feeling a lack of comparison to everyone else. Her family was middle class, or couldn't afford much. She knew that most of the other girls were also probably in a similar situation when it came to money, but some of them spent cash on things rather than saving like her family did. Her house was always cold as well to save money instead of spending it on heat, and the same for the air conditioning in the summer. Yui remembered helping one of the girls named Kazane move because their family couldn't afford movers, yet they had like a big screen television on each floor, cell phones, and lots of clothes.

As for the other girls they were rather strange to her. One of them always wore black. Two of them never spoke, and if they did it was barely a whisper. The other was alright, but she didn't seem like an interesting person to talk to. Yui leaned against the wall and then waited for the lesson to start anxious to get back home to escape.

A week went by as Yui found herself already at church again. This time she was wearing a scarlet dress that had a jacket-like top. It was her only sleeveless piece of clothing since she wasn't allowed to wear them in general unless there was a top.

"Class," one of the women interrupted. It was the end of announcements as most of the girls were whispering to each other, which annoyed Yui a lot. "A new family has moved into the ward, and so we would like to give a warm welcome to Haruhi En." The eyes turned to the front of the room for a moment as Yui looked to see a girl standing there. She had long dark blond hair with curls at the end as her crimson eyes seemed to be glistening under the old light.

'Haruhi?' Yui thought. Yui's name meant cloth, or rather curious as of why her parents named her that. Haruhi meant spring day, in which the girl looked like she was full of delight with her wide smile.

"Hello." She was wearing clothes of the latest fashion as well or a dark jacket over a white shirt with a pale skirt that had fancy designs all over it in a very light blue. Her high heeled blue shoes made her look like she was 5'7" when she was really 5'3". All of the other girls let out a gasp as some of them immediately began talking again, or waving to Haruhi. Yui let out a sigh and felt like the girl would just be like the rest of them.

Haruhi sat in the first row as her hair went over the back of the seat. Yui stared at it feeling a bit jealous at how gorgeous it was, but remembered how she didn't care about her own looks. Whatever got her around was enough. She listened to the lesson and turned her attention away from Haruhi for the rest of the time. But for some reason she couldn't help but glance at her once in a while. Something about her was different than the other girls, but what was it?

End of Chapter One