Title: Sister Ruka.

Disclaimer: Yami No Matsuei is not mine. tempted to claim that Yami No Matsuei owns me but no that wouldn't be true either, as much as I like them I don't own them and they don't own me.

Warnings:

Some spoilers and some parts I just really made up, so if your looking for a fic which is really faithful to the anime or the manga this is not one of them.

If you don't like spoilers don't read this unless you have read the manga or at least the translations for the references to Tsuzuki's sister. I think that should be up to manga no. 5. on Theria.net

Acknowledgement:

Thank you to the people who took time to read my stories.

Thank you for all those who did not flame me even if there was something you did not like.

Thank you to all the people who have submitted reviews for my other stories.

Special thanks to Starshadow who introduced me to the concept of fan fiction writing and to this site.

Last chance for warnings:

Spoilers about to hit.

If you don't like spoilers you should have stopped reading during my first warning, reading any further means you are in this for the ride.

Summary: Tsuzuki's past under the care of a nun. He also encounters Yukitaka Muraki. Sister's POV.

Now on with the show.

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"Sister Ruka, you have a visitor."

I turn to see him. I had been expecting him. I rise from my chair to greet him.

"Good morning Doctor Muraki."

"Good morning Sister Ruka."

I ask him to take a seat. He has a handsome face and he looks quite young for a doctor, but he has the best recommendation I could ever hope for.

"I came because of Tsuzuki Asato."

"Asato. Yes."

"Before I see the boy. I was wondering if you could tell me anything of his background. His family perhaps?"

"As much as I would like to help you... nobody knows where he really came from."

"Why is that exactly?" He asks he cleans his glasses.

"He is a foundling. Just like Moses we drew him from the water." It was a miracle we found him.

"So he has no family? Maybe he has some friends?"

I shake my head sadly. "No. He has always tried to make friends but he could never really get beyond the stigma of his eyes."

"His violet eyes?"

I nod. "Even the other doctor got scared and refused to treat him. He did say that you would treat him, that is why I asked you to come"

"Is he dangerous?"

I am aghast at such a question. "He would rather hurt himself than cause anyone pain. He is the most tender soul I know but...he has been called a monster so often because of those eyes..." There is a part of him that believes those lies.

"Can I see him now?"

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I lead the doctor to Asato's room. I open the door. We see him on his bed. His head turned away from us... looking out into the only window the room had.

"Asato" I call softly.

"Neesan?" He calls weakly. He turns to face me. His eyes are swollen from crying.

I let him call me that. No one else can say it the way he does. I can only imagine that it would be the way a child calls out "Mother" in a crowd and somehow that child's mother would know that voice. I smile. I take his hand. "There is someone here to meet you."

"Really?" I see hope in his eyes, as he wipes his tears away with the back of his hand. "Someone's here to meet ME?"

"Good morning I am your doctor for today. My name is Muraki Yukitaka."

"Good morning Sensei."

"Now let me take a look at you."

Asato submits himself to be examined but inwardly he withdraws a little. He has met people before who opened up a little to him and then seeing his eyes would shut him out abruptly and completely. The doctor looked straight into his eyes and did not turn away. I see the surprise in that poor boy's face. The doctor smiles at him reassuringly.

"Your different!" Asato finally declares with breathless awe.

"You really think so?" The doctor continues to smiles on him. "I think you're beautiful Asato-chan."

"Really?" He is blushing. The boy has a hard time believing anyone would see him as beautiful, and he has the most beautiful soul. I told him once but he said I had to say that because I find everything beautiful.

"Yes I do." The doctor proclaims, still with a smile.

Asato smiles back. It has been quite some time since I saw that smile. He can smile with his whole face, not just his lips.

Sensei begins treating Asato's wounds.

"What is this?" The doctor would ask and then Asato would shyly recount adventures he has had. There were some injuries in the kitchen, and some mishaps in the garden. He loves the garden very much. He has the patience to tend to the roses.

"Do you cook often?"

I had to turn away to hide my bemused smile. He's a terrible cook but having taken the vow of poverty none of the sisters could complain. They rue the day I taught him how to cook.

I excuse myself for I have other duties to attend to.

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I return in time to hear Asato darkly declare "It's because I am so clumsy."

"Don't you get any exercise?" The doctor asks softly.

"Neesan taught me how to dance." He replies with his sunny smile.

Yes, I did. I had hoped it would help him meet people and be accepted. He is quite a graceful dancer.

"I would like to see you dance sometime. Would you let me?"

Asato begins to nod but stops from a sudden pain. His face twisted in agony.

"Asato are you alright?!" I cry out.

"He's alright. Just a little sting." The doctor tells me as he continues the treatment. Asato turns to me teary eyed but smiling.

"I'm okay Neesan."

He is the patient here but he takes time to reassure me.

The doctor finishes and leaves with a promise of returning next week to see how Asato would be doing.

I recall that day fondly.

The doctor kept his promise and would even visit us every now and then. I had hoped it had meant that Asato had finally found a friend.

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Author's notes:

I don't recall anything being said that Ruka is Tsuzuki's sister by blood. and he calls Suzaku "Neesan" in the manga, so Ruka does not have to be a blood relation. There was nothing said that she was a nun either, I made that up. If in the future it comes out that Ruka was actually a nun that would just be one weird coincidence.

Ah well if you did not like this story, you can always write your own, instead of taking out time to flame me. If you hate it that much then don't read the other chapters.