Disclaimer: I don't own Hourou Musuko (Wandering Son) or it's characters. Wish I did but. :)


SPOILER ALERT

This story of mine inserts itself right into the very few pages of the last chapter of the manga. Right at the moment when Yoshino Takatsuki is crying and the internal voiceover is going, "One wanted to be a boy", "One wanted to be a girl", "One stopped wanting to be a boy", "That's all there is to it".

You can therefore interpret the whole manga however you wish it to be. This is my interpretation, a very adult interpretation.

SPOILER ALERT


Am I lying to myself? Am I deceiving myself of who I truly am and wish to be?

Is this just some passing fad that was pushed upon me as a means to conform to what a girl should be and not as the boy I wish to be?

Nitori is so cute, I want to be cute too, I see that now, but I don't want to be cute as a girl, I want to be handsome as a boy.

And now I see it.

I now see where I went wrong… no, that's the wrong word for it, I see where I stopped upon the path I had followed for so very long.

Caught up in the moment by the pretty dresses and attention, all the things I had rebuked for so long.

I want to be a boy. A guy. A man. I want to be me.

I want Nitori.


Authors Note:

This first chapter is a premise, it may change constantly, be added to, or it may stay the same depending on how the following chapter work out. Thanks.

–Death7270