Dead of Night - Yuki part 1.
I don't even know how I had changed so much. Only a day, and I had changed. I was at my house, surfing the net and listening to the latest song. I was perfectly fine. Nothing was wrong. Mom was in the kitchen, cooking some food. I looked over to the katana I had just gotten for my birthday, which was only three days ago. I had spent the day cruising with friends throughout the city. I smiled, reminiscing the moment. I felt my phone ringing, and i picked it up out of my bag. In big, shiny blue letters read SARA.
"Hello?" I said.
"Yuki! How ya doing?"
"I'm good! You?" I smiled.
Yuki. Yuki Maruda was my new name. My father was part of the yakuza before, and he long ago quit to be with my mother Harumi. My mother Harumi is, well was, half Japanese and half portuguese. My father was full japanese, though, making me seventy-five percent japanese and twenty-five percent italian. But anyway, the yakuza tried to get my father because he "betrayed" them, so we