Hey everyone, heres my first fan fiction of the gaming category!
Ayame: fine,
abandon your one love!! (Dramatically collapses onto the floor)
Shigure: your two loves! (Also dramatically drops to the floor)
Hatori: for the sake of the kami, get up…….idiots
Yes well once Hatori and I scrape the others off the floor I'll get back to you. So enjoy!
………My boy………
Layton was patiently marking the essays, the pile of papers taller than his prized top hat. Hershel Layton was a professor of archaeology at Gressenheller University, a role he was far too happy to play. He took some time off and by fates hand, ended up solving some stumpers of mysteries. He also continued to bond with Luke, a relationship he treasured more than anything else. He was at boarding school now, and was close to finishing off his second year there. Layton sighed and stared at his photo of the ever youthful Luke.
Luke was beaming under the new blue hat Layton had bought him, a Luke he would rather have here than at that school, but Layton was a man of mannerisms, and he knew that Luke education always came first.
But could he blame himself for wanting him here?
After all, he hadn't been game enough to solve a puzzle since Luke left.
The professor looked at the phone on the desk, partially hidden under the papers strewn here and there.
Perhaps it wouldn't hurt to give Luke a call. See how he is doing in school.
Layton reached for the phone though doubt was clouding his mind. Another boy picked up. His voice gruff and dry.
"Yeah, boys dorms."
"Might I talk to a Luke triton?" Layton heard the phone being rustled, and finally being passed to Luke.
"Hello?"
"Luke my boy, how are you doing?"
"P-professor! How are you! It's been so long since I have heard from you!" Luke voice was jumpy, and somehow it had…deepened?
"My boy, it has been awhile…. I had thought that you were occupied with other things."
"I have but I had thought that you'd would….. Call me more often." Layton heard a door close, and the atmosphere quietened on both sides of the phone. "I've missed you professor….."
"As have I, my boy" there was no doubt the quiver in Lukes' voice.
"Perhaps I could visit you over the next break?" yes, there was no doubt that the voice on the other side of the phone was breaking.
Luke was growing up. He seemed about the right age. How old was he now? 16? Seemed about the right age. "That would be delightful Luke. I believe I have some new puzzles for you to solve."
"Really? I can't wait professor. I'll see you at the station."
"I'll be waiting, my boy." There was an awkward silence. Neither of them wanted to hang up the phone.
"…………bye" Luke said, stifling a sigh.
He hung up.
Layton put down the phone and gazed out the window. It was raining again. Luke had always liked the rain. He hoped it was raining when he picked up Luke in………. a week? The professor jumped put of his chair. He needed to set up the bedroom. Make more room in the wardrobes, and still mark the papers!!!! Layton was going to have one busy week.