Kid Brother
I don't own G Gundam or any of its characters. And this is a tad A/U, but hey it seemed like a good idea. Read, review, and enjoy.
A/N- This is the first time I've ever dedicated a fanfic, save that one chapter in "No Longer Alone" that spoke of Schwarz's memory (episode 44 thing). But this is for one of my good friends. Good luck and have fun in Texas, Zach! This one's for you, Bro.
This fanfic is based on the past of the Kasshu family, beginning at the birth of the hero, Domon. But what if there was a different side to Kyoji before then? What if he wasn't always the kind, virtuous person we saw in the G Gundam series? This story explores this possibility, and how he begins to change.
Chapter 1- A Troublesome Child
"Hello Kyoji," Mikino greeted pleasantly as the back door came open. "How was your day at school?"
Kyoji, 8-years-old, scowled as he entered the kitchen and slammed the door shut behind him. "I got detention again." Note that this was said with not a bit of remorse or guilt.
His mother turned from the stove to frown at him. "Again? Why?"
"Yuuki was being a jerk so I punched him." Kyoji responded, pulling up a chair at the table and taking off his mud-crusted sneakers.
Mikino rubbed her temples wearily. This was far from the first time her son had gotten into trouble for fighting at school. In fact, she didn't know why it still surprised her to hear him tell her he received another detention.
She placed a hand onto her expanded stomach and sighed. She hoped this new arrival would change his attitude.
Unaware of her thoughts, Kyoji was quick to gobble up nearly every one of the cookies set out on the table from the previous night's dessert, popping his fingers into his mouth to finish off the crumbs.
"Kyoji, you'll spoil your dinner if you keep eating like that," Mikino warned. "Why not go help your father? He's working on your new sibling's crib."
The 3rd grader sneered and jumped down from his chair. "Who said I wanted a stupid brother or sister anyway?" With that he left, leaving his troubled mother to pick up after him.
A/N- Yeah, it's short I know. But I'll have the next Chapter up by tomorrow most likely (It'll come fast since I wrote it out already).
I don't own G Gundam or any of its characters. And this is a tad A/U, but hey it seemed like a good idea. Read, review, and enjoy.
A/N- This is the first time I've ever dedicated a fanfic, save that one chapter in "No Longer Alone" that spoke of Schwarz's memory (episode 44 thing). But this is for one of my good friends. Good luck and have fun in Texas, Zach! This one's for you, Bro.
This fanfic is based on the past of the Kasshu family, beginning at the birth of the hero, Domon. But what if there was a different side to Kyoji before then? What if he wasn't always the kind, virtuous person we saw in the G Gundam series? This story explores this possibility, and how he begins to change.
Chapter 1- A Troublesome Child
"Hello Kyoji," Mikino greeted pleasantly as the back door came open. "How was your day at school?"
Kyoji, 8-years-old, scowled as he entered the kitchen and slammed the door shut behind him. "I got detention again." Note that this was said with not a bit of remorse or guilt.
His mother turned from the stove to frown at him. "Again? Why?"
"Yuuki was being a jerk so I punched him." Kyoji responded, pulling up a chair at the table and taking off his mud-crusted sneakers.
Mikino rubbed her temples wearily. This was far from the first time her son had gotten into trouble for fighting at school. In fact, she didn't know why it still surprised her to hear him tell her he received another detention.
She placed a hand onto her expanded stomach and sighed. She hoped this new arrival would change his attitude.
Unaware of her thoughts, Kyoji was quick to gobble up nearly every one of the cookies set out on the table from the previous night's dessert, popping his fingers into his mouth to finish off the crumbs.
"Kyoji, you'll spoil your dinner if you keep eating like that," Mikino warned. "Why not go help your father? He's working on your new sibling's crib."
The 3rd grader sneered and jumped down from his chair. "Who said I wanted a stupid brother or sister anyway?" With that he left, leaving his troubled mother to pick up after him.
A/N- Yeah, it's short I know. But I'll have the next Chapter up by tomorrow most likely (It'll come fast since I wrote it out already).