Ashes to The sea: Forgiveness

Ch.1

       “Aoi,”the old woman called me,”You're dinner is getting cold. Come down already and eat!”
I yawn and lazily stretched before rising from the balcony on fours then patted lightly to the kitchen. She sets my bowl of rice and kibbles to the exact corner and I swayed my tail gratefully then ate.
“Good my little darling,”she smiled as she rubbed my head,”If you eat your bowl clean, you can have slices of apples for dessert!”
Yes! Apples!
I could only chatter back at her between bites as I started my bowl. She knew how much I loved them.
My old human companion has been so kind to me since I could remember. She took me in when I was a small runt and name me Aoi because of my eyes. She had no problem allowing me to stay even when I'm old enough to go on my own. In fact she always said she took pity me for the troubles that hid in my eyes. It’s true. Later on, sometimes I was disturbed in my sleep probably nightmares that I couldn't relate. She took me to New York where it gotten worst and I had more nightmares almost every day.

The old woman helped me as much as she can through medicine and water therapy. But she told me that if there's a task I must finished it was up to me to figure it out.

I guess she believes in signs or sixth sense or something because she knows these dreams give me the same scare and she would always mention it to me.

After munching away at the sweet crispy apples on my favorite spot of the balcony, I curled into a ball and fell asleep again, hanging my head slightly from the bars. Once again it started pitch black then a flash of a white light like a thunderbolt.

….

    I see two pair of scrawny tan legs clothed in a deep teal coiled in emerald sea of grass. Two little tan hands fumbling with a green piece of paper. They belong to a girl because I heard her voice saying, “<All Done!>”
Ofcourse, she was Japanese.
Then another voice echoed in,”<Wow! Can i have it? Can I?>”
It was a boy. Smaller , a bit squeakier and pipier with a warn orange robe.
He appeared in my view squatting and staring at the papered figurine with fascination.
Then two other skinny feet approached.
One wore a wrinkle red robe; the other, a faded purple.
“<Heh, lame!>,”one of them spoke teasingly.
Now I saw him with smug look at me and crossing his arms.
“<Hmpf! Alright watch this!>”
Her little fingers puts the origami frog on a rock. It pressed the frog's back with an index finger before it released and the paper figurine took off.
“<Woah!>,”the small boy cried. He picks it up and repeated what the girl did. He had an innocent giggle springing from his voice as he had fun.

The girl catched a glimpse of  the smuggling boy who was impress for only a second. The other lad standing next to him applauded for her.

“<What do you think too, Saisho-kun?>”
Now I see another boy. He’s looks older because of his height.

“< If it impresses,Jirou-chan, it impresses me too>,”he smiled before his onyx pools gazed back at me. He wore a royal blue robe and he was busy with a short blade he was trying to clean it on his lap.