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Chisa Hamasaki

"People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."

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a character in “Your Wish is My Command || Remake”, as played by slcam

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"Aoi Shiori"
γ€ŒI wish this moment would last forever
that in the end we would be together
But time is slipping away too fast
so please don't go and say,
that we'll forget this anyway」

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Face Claim || Mikuru Asahina

Role || Human #2[/font]




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N A M E
Chisa Hamasaki

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G E N D E R
Female

S E X U A L I T Y
Heterosexual

N A T I O N A L I T Y
Yokokawa native, born and raised! Her mother's family was originally from the Midwestern United States, but her father's family had moved to Yokokawa a couple generations back from southern Japan.



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H A I R C O L O R
An auburn red brown.

E Y E C O L O R
Medium brown.

H E I G H T
162 cm. (5'3)

W E I G H T
59 kg. (130 lb.)

A P P E A R A N C E
Chisa's most striking feature is her large, brown eyes that are complimented by high arching eyebrows. These features work together to give her a very innocent appearance. Chisa's eyes seem to always be moist, as if she could break out into tears of joy or sadness at any time. Her cheekbones are very round,making her cheeks rather wide and chubby. She tends to blush rather easily, which tends to embarrass her. Her nose is small and narrow and turns up slightly at the end, and her mouth is almost always slightly open, whether in alarm or fascination. If her mouth is not open, her face usually falls into a rather blank yet curious expression, as though she is still trying to figure out the world.

Chisa's small size makes her seem younger than she is. She is very compact and seems almost chubby, though healthy. She has somewhat long legs and a short torso, which make her look almost like a small child. Her feet are also small proportionally, which lends to her overall clumsiness. in general, her movements are often uncoordinated, but without looking ridiculous unless she trips.




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L I K E S
● Reading || For Chisa, reading is a way to see the world without having to go through all the terrifying uncertainty of actually traveling far away from home. It is a way to expand her horizons while staying in a familiar setting, and that is just right for Chisa.
● Cooking and Baking || It is always fun to see how things will turn out and making new recipes. It is always worth it to Chisa if she can bring a smile to someone's face!
● Taking walks || Though the island is small, Chisa has always been able to find something new when she walks around it. Plus, just walking in general, especially on the beach, is extremely relaxing.
● Swimming || Though Chisa stumbles more often than not on land, she is an excellent swimmer. She can often be seen at the public beach swimming around and relaxing in the warm waters.
● Window Shopping || Though she probably knows every store on main street, she cannot resist the fun of simply walking around and seeing what new merchandise is out. Especially when she is with a few friends, this could occupy an entire afternoon and Chisa would be perfectly content.
●Meeting new people || Chisa finds new people, no matter who they are, to be fascinating. She loves to hear people's stories and to get to know whoever she can.
●Animals- Whether it is a dog, cat, snake, or grasshopper, Chisa is likely to want to hold it, play with it, and care for it. She has always been an animal lover and that is not likely to change anytime soon.


D I S L I K E S
● Traveling || For Chisa, traveling only seems to cause anxiety, discomfort, and sometimes sickness. She is not sure if it is the drastic changes or the modes of transportation, but she simply cannot relax when off the island. Planes themselves terrify her. The only thing she does enjoy about traveling is meeting new people at the destination.
● Big crowds || Living on a small island has made Chisa very used to only dealing with small amounts of people at a time. It quickly becomes far too overwhelming when there are lots of people in one place at a time, and it makes Chisa feel panicked.
● Cold || Chisa tends to get cold very easily, and she hates shivering. She would rather be too hot than too cold.
● Disorder || Since Chisa likes to keep things fairly neat, though not overly, when things are a total mess, it tends to make her feel ill at ease. She will quickly get the compulsion to deep clean whatever is in disarray.



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Q U I R K S
● Uncoordinated|| If there is any possible way to trip over something, Chisa probably will. She has never been great at sports because of this, and could not catch something if it was thrown from a foot away.
● Ends Sentences with a Question || Especially if Chisa is uncertain about something, she will state declarative sentences like a question even when she is not asking. It can irritate some, but she mostly doesn't even realize she is doing it.
● Rescues strays || Chisa probably knows and is friendly with every stray animal on the island. The only reason she hasn't taken them all in is because her mother put her foot down after the third dog she brought home.
● Space Case || It never takes much to send Chisa off into her own world. She has weirded many people out by blankly staring at them when her mind was elsewhere.
● Freebies|| Likely because of her expressive face and child-like manner, every once in a while shopkeepers will just give her the little trinkets that catch her eye, but that she is hesitant to spend money on. Every shelf in her room is covered in little, cutesy knickknacks that she has accumulated over the years. It always makes her feel guilty, and she never begs, but often people insist.


F E A R S
● Darkness || Whenever it starts to get dark, Chisa is usually at home. She doesn't much like even being out at night, but she can stand it if she must. The only thing she truly fears is pitch darkness, when she cannot see enough to know she will not walk off a cliff or into something. She cannot even sleep without a night light.
● Acrophobia || It is not hard to see why Chisa would be scared of heights. After all, she is terribly clumsy, and when up high, that can have pretty serious, fatal consequences. However, she does take it slightly farther than a logical fear, and has a hard time even looking straight up without feeling dizzy and off-balance. Even standing on a chair feels too high.
● Loud noises || No matter what it is, Chisa's automatic reaction to a loud noise is usually to drop down and cover her ears.
● Planes || For whatever reason, Chisa has never liked planes. She is fine seeing them from the outside, but get her in those cramped quarters and up in the air and she will be in a state of high anxiety the whole flight. This is a major part of her dislike for travel.






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Personalityx Tender-hearted |Clumsy | Loyal | Daydreamer | Kind x}

Chisa is one who has a soft-spot for every living thing. Whether a person, animal, or even a flower, she can easily get attached to it. She is the kind of person that is usually late because she will get distracted by literally stopping to smell the roses. There is nothing too insignificant for her to care about, and she will go out of her way to care. Though she so highly enjoys plants and animals, other people are definitely the most important part of her life. She is highly compassionate and will always stick up for those she cares about. She is also very clumsy. It never takes long to see her bump into things, drop something, spill something else, and trip over something nonexistent. She has very little coordination and people often teasingly call her Grace. At the diner where she works with her mother, there is always an extra set of dishes and broom handy, since she so often spills things. She is also something of a daydreamer. It is never odd to see her staring off into space, absorbed completely in her own thoughts. This also means that she easily over thinks things, loses track of time, and loses track of what she is doing. She is still able to go with the flow until she figures out what she missed, though.

Chisa is highly sensitive, and it is not unusual to see her start to cry when she gets too overwhelmed. Still, she hates crying, especially around others since she doesn't want to be a hassle. Usually, she will quickly brush the tears out of her eyes and pretend everything is fine. When she makes a friend, she is extremely loyal and will do whatever she can do for them. There is no favor or activity too small, and she will always enjoy spending time with those she cares about. At the same time, Chisa is very trusting. This often means that she is very gullible, and can be tricked into just about everything. She has always been the girl that believed everything her friends told her, and still has suspicions that mermaids exist since one of her friends told her about seeing one and showed her a blurry picture in the fourth grade. Still, even when tricked, Chisa will always take it in good humour and laugh it off rather than get offended.



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F A M I L Y
Jirou Hamasaki || 45 || Father || Alive
Anise Hamasaki || 43 || Mother ||Alive
Yukiko Hamasaki || 20 || Sister || Alive


H I S T O R Y
There was nothing especially terrible or exciting in Chisa's childhood. She was born to her parents five years after her older sister, Yukiko. In fact, she was somewhat of a surprise baby, but was welcomed all the same. Yukiko, of course, was both thrilled to have a new little sister and jealous of the attention. Still, they got along well as Chisa grew up, though they were not terribly close. Yukiko was more and more involved in things outside her home as time went on, and even studied abroad in high school. Chisa, on the other hand, clung close to her mother's skirts for much of her young life, and was not very adventurous. Unlike her sister, Chisa was not terribly eager to stray far from home. In fact, Chisa had only been off of the Island twice. Once was when they took a family trip to see her mother's side of the family in the United States. The second was to attend her maternal grandfather's funeral. She had only met him once, but they had sent each other letters back and forth since then. This was the closest person that she know who passed away. She also has other grandparents in Japan, but has not met them.

Still, the main people Chisa has known as her family have simply been her mother, father, and sister. Her mother runs a small diner style restaurant on the main street of town. As soon as Chisa was old enough, she started helping in the diner and has loved it ever since. Her father, on the other hand, is a businessman with a large international company. His position requires that he travels frequently. It is very rare for him to be at home for more than a week at a time, and Chisa is not very close to him for this reason. Her sister was more like her father in that she immediately took to travel. She was much closer to their dad, and would go with him on his trips when possible. As soon ans Yukiko was old enough, she moved to the United states and makes a living as an executive assistant. For now, Chisa is content to continue helping her mother with the diner and exploring her little island.

She was so sure she knew every shop down main street, since she works there. When a new shop suddenly appeared, she was quickly lured in by curiosity, and simply could not resist such a good deal on such a strange lava lamp...


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γ€ŒThere are too many things that cannot be expressed just by words.
Will they be forgotten over time?
Is this the path to adulthood?
That old me who chased after my childhood dreams
Also becomes afraid.
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Even without an answer, even if we don’t understand,
Surely we can greet tomorrow with a smile?」
My original theme that already got taken off...-_-

So begins...

Chisa Hamasaki's Story

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4am - Wednesday, July 29th, 2015 - Yokokawa, Japan

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Yokokawa was asleep. The island, full of hustle and bustle during the day, now had grown quiet. It was at this hour that most could hear the ocean waves smacking against the shore over anything else in the city, the whole world seeming to be in some sort of peaceful state. Takeshita Toshikuni would have been able to hear these waves as well, were he not wearing his headphones. Any reasonable person would have been asleep at this hour, but Take had gotten absorbed in a drawing he'd been working on and had completely lost track of time. As he didn't want his dad to know that he was still awake, though he doubted the man would really care, he worked under the light of his newly purchased lava lamp, the rest of his room dark. He felt a bit weird about having it, as he was sure it would qualify as a nightlight, and felt that owning a nightlight would be a bit emasculating. However, it was convenient for situations such as this one. He would, at least admit that.

Absorbed in his work, Take had almost not noticed the fact that the lava lamp was slowly growing brighter and brighter until it was almost blinding. "Eh?" he grumbled as he looked over at the lamp. What the heck was this? "I guess I bought a stupid, defective lamp," he thought, bitterly. That would have explained why it had been priced so cheaply. Frustrated by the fact that it was already broken, though he'd only owned it for a matter of hours, he reached to unplug it. But doing so didn't change a thing. His brow furrowed, staring at the lamp which just continued to glow, and glow, and glow, until....

CRASH! The lamp exploded shards of glass and colorful gunk flying all over Takeshita's desk. He leapt out of the way, falling onto his bedroom floor with a thump, and stared bewildered at the scene in front of him. A figure had appeared across from him, seated in the remains of his lamp. It was a girl, one he'd never seen before. She had bright green eyes, and her long blonde hair was pulled back into two identical ponytails. He, at that point, began to wonder whether or not he had fallen asleep while working. It would make much more sense to him if this was all just a dream.

"Er... who are you?" he asked, blinking. He nearly questioned her about how she got in his house at well, but decided not to press the matter too much so early on. This had to be some sort of misunderstanding. So, after he allowed her a moment to speak, he stood up and dusted himself off. "I think you're lost or something," he said as he walked over to his drawing. It now seemed to be covered in the remains of his lava lamp, so he crumpled it up and tossed it in the trash bin. Once done with that, he turned his attention back to the strange girl. Could she have come out of the lamp? He toyed with the idea for a minute before deciding that it was nonsense. That wasn't possible. There had to be a better explanation...

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There was nothing unusual about that summer night itself. The cicadas were chirruping their chorus as the wind softly whistled through the trees. The clouds occasionally covered the moon, making the world darker for a moment, before they moved on and moonlight once again bathed the earth. The light erratically spilled into Chisa's bedroom, illuminating her face for a moment then disappearing, hindered by the leaves of a tree outside her bedroom window on the second floor. As usual, Chisa was unresponsive to these flashes of pale light, sleeping the sound sleep of one who has no idea her whole world is about to change. Her mouth hung slightly open, her breathing coming in soft, steady sighs. She wore soft, flannel, purple pajamas with small red flowers on them, though they were mostly covered by the sheets. Her bed was in the corner across from the wide window, and next to it was a small nightstand on which stood a green and blue lava lamp. It was a recent acquisition, but seemed to suit the room. For much of the night, it stayed as it was: a normal lamp.

However, early in the morning, as the moon was just about to set and the night was darkening, the scene suddenly changed. A small crack appeared on the surface of the lamp, accompanied by a tiny ping. Chisa's eyes fluttered open slightly, though she had only half woken. The blue and green of the lamp caught her half-opened eyes for a moment as she watched the slowly shifting blobs. Her eyes were just beginning to flutter closed again, when suddenly the small crack grew, branching out jaggedly in several directions with a much more urgent CRACK. Chisa was immediately startled out of her half-awake state and sat straight up, her eyes fixed on the new, unwanted features in the lamp. She rubbed her eyes groggily and squinted into the light, trying to discern if the cracks had just been her imagination. She leaned forward slightly, squinting to make out the jagged fissures. Suddenly, the lamp let out one final, loud crack, making Chisa scramble back on her bed. Just then, the lamp shattered, fragmenting into dozens of irregular pieces. Chisa gave a small shriek, covering her face with her arm. However, none of the shards came her way. Instead, when she opened her eyes, a completely unexpected sight awaited her...
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It was sort of like being born, emerging from the lamp as it shattered to pieces. Actually, it was better than that. A rush of adrenaline flowed through his body as he clenched his fists and waited for the glass to stop flying. Then, J's eyes flicked open as he hovered a few centimeters off the ground, excited to see his new master for the first time. It was dim in the room, and for a few moments all he could see were dark fuzzy shapes. Then the wind shifted, and dappled moonlight streamed through the window, pooling on her face and on the bedspread around her. J grinned, his white smile beaming from his face in the dimly lit room. His messy hair was stirring from an unseen breeze, and he stretched languidly, as if he'd been cooped up in that bottle for far too long. (Which wasn't true, but that didn't mean J wouldn't play it up.) He was wearing the same clothes he had been when he was kidnapped, a baggy red t-shirt and a pair of black sweatpants, looking like he'd just woken up.

"Sorry about the mess. the boy said, lifting his feet up and looking down at the shards of glass and the blue and green stain that were smattered beneath him. "I might need to work on my entrance a little." He laughed, a little sheepish. He was completely new to this! He hoped with all his might that this girl would like him. And that she was fun. If she wasn't, he didn't know what he'd do. J took a deep breath and forced out his introduction. "Hi there, human! My name is J, and I'm your new resident Genie! he said without looking at the girl. If he did, he might get distracted and forget what he was supposed to say. "I'm here to grant you three wishes because you bought my bottle. Er...lava lamp." Then he grinned, his floating body tilting to one side a little bit, drifting aimlessly through the air. "I will require a place to stay, at least three meals a day, plus deserts, and in exchange I can grant you three wishes, within reason. You can't wish for more wishes or world domination or anything fun like that." J made a face, then finally lifted his head to look at his new master as he asked, " So, what's your name?".

For some reason, though, she was no longer on her bed. Where had she gone?
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At first, Chisa was somewhat blinded by the bright light that accompanied the shattering of the lamp. She rubbed her eyes, trying to clear her vision. Just as suddenly, the light disappeared, leaving odd after images etched into Chisa's vision. She began hearing a happy, young sounding voice just as her vision cleared. For a moment, she took in the shaggy hair, bright smile, and floating form of a random boy she had never met before. Startled, Chisa began scrambling backward. Unfortunately for her, she did not have very far to scramble and ended up toppling over the foot board in her panic. She gave another small shriek at the unexpected drop and awkwardly crumpled onto the floor. She managed to hear his introduction from her rather uncomfortable position. A Genie?!? she thought. She squirmed around until she could untangle herself from the sheets that had fallen with her and moved into a squatting position, cautiously peeking over the bed as though trying to shield herself in case the stranger attacked. He was talking about three wishes, but could that really be true? Do Genies actually exist in real life? It did not seem possible, yet here was this stranger, hovering above her floor after having apparently popped out of her lava lamp. Three meals a day, huh? She thought, musing on that simple fact. It was like having a pet or a house guest or something. And of course there were limits to the whole wishes thing; otherwise it would end up as total chaos! J, or so he called himself, suddenly looked up and Chisa ducked her head back behind her bed, suddenly feeling timid. He had asked her name, and she worked on getting the courage to peek up at him again.

Finally, after just a moment, she chanced a peek over the foot board once again, looking at the confused expression on his face. It was so open and vulnerable seeming that some of her shyness melted away. Some, but not all. She did, however, give him a small smile as she said, " My name's Hamasaki Chisa. Y-you can call me Chisa if you want...." The phrase almost sounded like a question, as though she was asking his approval. Immediately after she gave this short introduction, she ducked most of her head behind the bed again, though she still peered curiously at the floating figure. She softly asked, "How did you get in here?" She glanced over at the window and immediately realized it was closed. The only explanation she could think of was that he had actually come from the lamp, but it seemed so absurd to think of this normal-sized boy crammed into such a small object.
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Oh, there she was. J's eyes flicked to the auburn haired girl as her head poked up from the far side of the bed. What was she doing down there? She studied him for a moment, so he studied the part of her face that he could see right back. He could see her wide eyes glimmering at him, so he smiled back at her. She was quite pretty, with a round face and an a certain innocence to her. She seemed nice already. J felt like he was about to explode with excitement. This would be the time of his life! She offered a small smile, which made his grin widen even further, and she introduced herself. Hamasaki Chisa. Chisa-chan. Aw, she sounded so timid. She hid her face again, and he folded his legs under him, floating halfway between the floor and the ceiling, as if he was sitting the the middle of the air. How did he get here? "I came from the lava lamp! I'm a Genie, that's what we do!" he said proudly.

He observed her for a few seconds more, he wasn't sure how else to prove that he was indeed a Genie, since he was already floating, but he wouldn't be opposed to showing off a little. groooooowl... his stomach suddenly complained. J made another face, unfolding his legs and settling back on the floor, careful to avoid the wet spot where the lamp had shattered. " Chisa-chan?' He said problingly. He'd have to be nice if he wanted food. "Would you be opposed to letting me have one of those three meals right now?" He asked with a careful timidity (his stomach was still growing insistently), trying not to be too demanding of his obviously timid new master. When it came to food, J was a master diplomat. Maybe she'd have some sweets. Some chocolate. Or maybe a sandwich. Or anything really, as long as he could eat it.

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Chisa took in J's floating with keen interest, her mouth dropping slightly open in wonder. As far as proof that he was a Genie, that in itself was pretty conclusive. She was tempted to make sure that there were no wires or anything, as absurd as that would be, but could not force herself to move out of hiding yet. He responded to her question and Chisa gave a thoughtful nod. So it was that odd lamp. She immediately thought of the weird old man who sold it to her and wondered if he had known. Her gaze flicked over the the shattered remains of the lamp and she gave a small sigh at the mess.

The growl of J's stomach interrupted her thoughts and she directed her attention back to the genie. Her mouth opened in surprise at the very human noise emanating from the genie. He called her 'Chisa-chan' and the familiarity of the title made her blush and smile slightly. However, his next words made her almost gasp in alarm. She could not just allow a guest to go hungry! All her working life, she had been dedicated to making sure people were not hungry at the diner, so she surely would not let J go without food now! His stomach was still grumbling as she jumped up, a new, almost fiery determination in her gaze. All timidity faded away as she said, "Of course! I am sure we can figure something out." With that, her sudden confidence faded somewhat. "I suppose I still just need to make sure my mom's not awake..." She put a finger to her lips and quietly opened the door. When she peeked out at her mother's door, it was still shut and the light was off. She peered around took in the mostly dark hall. Satisfied, she turned back into the the room and suddenly grabbed J's hand. "Come on. Let's find something, but we need to be quiet." Without giving him any further chance to respond, Chisa pulled him out the door and down the stairs, just slow enough that they could be quiet. For Chisa, hunger was nothing to be laughed at. They entered the small kitchen, and she turned on the small lights under the cabinets. "Would a sandwich be okay?" she asked, already digging around in the fridge and pulling out ingredients.
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She seemed amazed by him. Her awe made him feel good, it was pleasant to be marveled over. and her blushing was adorable. To say that he enjoyed the attention would be an understatement. But her sudden jumping up after he asked about the food startled him enough that he teleported a few centimeters away, nearer to the door. But she didn't attack him. she just seemed really excited about the prospect of food. Oh, he really landed with a great master. Her original excitement faded a little bit when she mentioned her mother. Ah, so she didn't live alone. He wondered for a few moments how old she was. Did it matter. He didn't even know how old he was, so it was an irrelevant point, he supposed. But he did have enough sense to know that they didn't want to wake her mother up. He had to admit, he'd be upset to if he found a strange boy in his daughter's room. Regardless of how charming and overall wonderful said boy was. She crossed the room, and J couldn't help but notice how the red flowers on her PJs complemented her hair. He let his feet leave the ground so he could peer over her head down the dim hall. He had no idea what he was looking at, since the house was entirely unfamiliar to him, but he couldn't wait to learn its layout. If it was up to him, he'd be staying here as long as he possibly could.

She grabbed his hand after deciding the coast was clear, and J let himself float behind her like a strange balloon. Being pulled along, he didn't have to worry about where he was going, so he took in what he could see of his surroundings. This was so exciting! If they weren't supposed to be quiet, he could have yelled aloud with his joy over being in this new place, making a new friend, and his overall jubilation over being out of the lamp. But as it was, he kept his feet off the floor so he wouldn't make a sound, and let Chisa creep along in front of him. They went down some stairs, where J had to curl his legs up to his chest so his toes wouldn't hit the steps, and then they made it to the kitchen.

Home sweet home. It was a bit on the small size, but J knew that it wasn't the size of the kitchen that was important, it was the quality of the food created in said kitchen. The dark haired boy let his feet touch the floor again, and danced from foot to foot softly in anticipation as the room was illuminated. Would a sandwich be okay? Would a sandwich be okay? When wouldn't a sandwich be okay? " That'd be awesome." he said, trying to keep his voice down, but not doing a very good job at it. He couldn't help it. He was out of his lamp, he was going to get some food, his new master seemed nice and sweet and she was pretty cute too, life seemed to be looking up. J covered his face in his hands to smother the grin on his face as he watched Chisa work.
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Chisa pulled out the assorted ingredients for the sandwich then hesitated a moment before deciding to make one for herself as well. She began putting her mother's special spread on a couple slices of bread. She tried to think of a good question to ask, but nothing particularly interesting came to mind. Finally, without taking her gaze from her task, she stammered, "S-so, what's it like being a... a genie?" She gave him a small smile as she started slicing the cheese. "How long have you, you know, been one? Or were you always.... How old are you?" she said, suddenly blushing. "Sorry if I am too nosy! You don't have to answer... if you don't want to...." She quickly finished the sandwich as he answered and thrust it toward him, neatly wrapped in a paper towel. She grabbed her own and took a small bite before asking if his sandwich was alright.

Suddenly, she heard a sound she had been desperately hoping not to hear. Her mother was moving around upstairs! Her alarmed expression probably said it all. She quietly exclaimed, "You have to hide!" Her eyes were wide with nervousness. Who knows how her mother would react to a strange boy in their home! She looked around, noting one large cabinet that was usually mostly empty. She pulled J to his feet and opened the cabinet as her mother called out, "Chisa, hon? Are you up?"

Chisa frantically helped J stuff into the cabinet, managing to close it just as her mom started clomping down the stairs. Chisa rushed around the island in the middle of their kitchen and grabbed her sandwich, quickly stuffing a large bite into her mouth. She realized her mistake too late and began chewing frantically to break down the way too large bite. Her mother came in to see her daughter with giant chipmunk cheeks full of sandwich. "Chisa!" she exclaimed, "why are you up snacking so early? You should be in bed. Finish your sandwich and get upstairs. I have a bit of work to do and can't have you tripping around distracting me." She gave Chisa a small smile and looked expectantly at the half-eaten sandwich. Chisa gulped down her bite and softly said, "Sorry, I got woken up and couldn't really... go back to bed." She took another, smaller bite of her sandwich and glanced nervously at the cabinet in which J hid. Luckily, her mother didn't notice. All too soon, she finished her sandwich and could think of no other reason to stay down there. Her mother shooed her once more and Chisa hesitantly departed up the stairs, hazarding one final glance at the cabinet. Hopefully J would be okay in there.... It would be a while until her mother headed out to work, and she usually did not go back to bed after she had gotten up. Returning to her room, Chisa sat on the end of her bed, wondering what to do.
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J watched his new master work with the intentness of a cat, if he had a tail it would be flicking back and forth in lazy anticipation. He tipped his head to one side as she asked a question, considering what exactly it was like. He wasn't sure. She continued with a few more stammered questions, and he chewed on his lip, thinking hard. Of course, she backpedaled after a few seconds, her face turning scarlet again and an apology burbling from her lips. J smiled, "You don't have to apologize!' He said, trying to reassure her. Mostly because her apologies made him uncomfortable. He didn't want her to be upset, or think that he was judging her or anything. "Being a Genie is pretty cool, but I don't remember ever being anything else, so i guess I can't compare it to anything. I like floating though. It's pretty fun." He twisted his mouth up as he thought about how to answer the rest of her questions. "I'm not really sure about who I was before this though. I feel like I was somebody, but I don't remember anything except that my name is J. That's okay though, I'm here now with you, Chisa-chan and that's what matters!" He mugged a big grin and accepted the sandwich from her. He took a big bite and couldn't help but grin and he chewed it. "This is amazing!" he said, his voice tinged with excitement again.

Before he had a chance to take another bite Chisa appeared to hear something from the stairs. J let his master move him around passively as she panicked, not quite sure what was going on. She pushed him into a cabinet, where he curled up, clutching his sandwich to his chest. It was a few moments later when he heard other voices outside his dark little hiding spot. He nibbled on his sandwich as he listened to Chisa interact with her mother. And then Chisa left. Wait, she left? J felt a momentary panic, wondering how long he'd be stuck in the cabinet, wondering if Chisa's mother would discover him. But this sandwich was really good. He wasn't sure of exactly what was in it, but he enjoyed it nonetheless. It didn't take him long to finish quietly stuffing his face.

...now what?

J yawned. Well, it was pretty dark in here. And he had to stay still and quiet, so why not have a nice nap. He let his eyes slide shut, his hands relaxing on his chest and his nose brushing the back of the cabinet as his chin fell to his shoulder. Sleep was swift to claim him, as per usual. J could sleep anywhere as long as he wasn't moving. And what better way to break in his new home then take a nap in a cabinet. He had a feeling that it wouldn't be the oddest thing he did during his stay here. So the small, thin boy, crammed in a space a little smaller than he was, nodded off, unaware of his master's worry or the sounds of her mother moving around. He just hoped he wouldn't start snoring.