An: this is new, well, any story I put up is new. I don't know how long it'll take me to update (actually write the rest). Ya know, work and adult things. Hope you like it. *salute* kenni-bun bun
He was different, he knew he was, factually of course. He was staring out his window, wishing he could leave. This wasn't his home. He could feel it in his bones.
His name was Gerard, just Gerard, he didn't want to use those people's name. The people, Jake and Sarah gidds were his parents, though they didn't act it. They hated him since he was born.
It was raining, hard. For some reason the rain made him feel as though he was missing something. He always felt a deep sadness and a deep longing and joy. Gerard guessed it added to his weirdness.
He heard a soft noise and decided to see what it was. Slowly walking to his door, it burst open. It was Jake. Gerard scowled. "What do you want Jake?" He said in a soft voice, it didn't resemble his 'father's' at all.
Jake gave him an unbothered look. " apparently you're eighteen now, so get the fuck out."
On the inside Gerard was ecstatic, but he was still a little hurt. "So you hate me so much, you can't even give me time to get my shit together?" He scoffed. "Fine, I'll leave. I don't want to stay here any longer anyway."
Before he could even turn the whole way around, Jake pushed him. " ungrateful little freak. I'm glad you aren't our real kid."
Gerard stilled, wasn't theirs? " I'm adopted? " he asked from the floor.
Jake laughed a harsh and mocking laugh. " more like stolen. We tried ta sell ya off, but no one wanted a freak. Couldn't give ya back, the whole getting arrested thing, so we kept ya. Unfortunately. Now since you're eighteen we can kick ya the fuck out." At that half assed explanation Jake left.
Gerard was stunned, he slowly got up and packed his things. Once that was done he fixed his hair. It was waist length with three dreadlocks on the right side. One of the ways he should have known he wasn't related to those people was the color of his hair, it was mint green. He put it into a messy bun with the dreadlocks down.
But when all you have is horrible 'parents', you don't really point out the differences. So, saddened yet happy, he walked to the front door.
Before he left though, he needed answers. Still facing the door, he spoke. "Who are they?"
Sarah made an appearance. She shrugged, " apparently you're dad's a kingpin in Japan, sos-something. Here." She threw a wad of cash at him. " should be enough to get you to karakura from here, it's the least we could do."
Gerard smiled minutely, Sarah was always nicer than Jake, not completely but still. He pocketed the cash and left. Hailing a cab, he went to the airport. He had a family to find, a real one hopefully.
Watching the city go by, he spoke again. "Auf wiedersehen deutschland, warte meiner familie fur mich in Japan."
An: this has been trying to escape my crazy maze of a mind forever, my oc didn't want to decided if they were gonna be a Gisella or Gerard.
Translation, "Goodbye Germany, my family's waiting for me in Japan."