Lambo was a boy who was born in the Mafia. Grew up in the Mafia. The same Mafia where death is a daily occurrence and and treachery was hourly.
The same Mafia where violence was just the norm.
Abramo Bovino was a man who many would say you wouldn't want to get on the bad side of. A man who despite being the don of a relatively small Familigia acted like he was the cream of crop where only the best deserves the best. Even if that meant condemning his 5 year old son.
Papa what do i need to do have your love? I didn't mean to kill mama.I know you don't like me because that's what the maids say when they think I have fallen asleep. Why don't you put me to bed any more? Read stories and play with me any more? Why do you hit me?
I'll do anything, Papa so please . . . love me.
"Young Master Lambo," I looked up from my drawing to see my favourite maid, Mariana. Mariana had black hair and amber eyes. They are always so warm. Just like how papas' used to be. "Your father has requested your presence in his office."
"Okay" She took my hand and on the way we were.
When we arrived, I was let in and then stared down by papa. Hard. He wouldn't stop staring.
"Lambo." I said nothing because the last time I spoke he said he didn't want to hear my voice and whipped me with his belt.
"Lambo, I want to be proud of you, I really do. I want to love you but you aren't giving me anything to be proud of, to love. So if you really want to make papa proud you will go to Japan and kill this man."
He shows me a picture of a man, who has curly sideburns and is wearing a fedora with a orange strip of ribbon on the rim, with a green chameleon with yellowy orange eyes. The mans' eyes are like black holes: endless.
But. . .
Is papa serious? He said my name. . . He said love. . . He wants to be proud. . . I have to make him proud.
"Papa. . . " He hasn't hit me hit for calling him papa. He really just needs to have something to be proud of, to be able to love me. "Papa, where in Japan? "
"Thank you, Lambo. For doing this." Papa is smiling at me. . . Hugging me.
"He is in Namimori and is currently living with a family called 'Sawada'
At the airport the only person to send me off is... Marianna.
Her eyes are glistening with unshed tears and she kisses and hugs me. "I love you, be careful."
That's exactly what Mama said before she left.
AN 1 :/ Okay authoress speaking... okay typing, any way this is my first fanfic, as should be really obvious and I'm pretty sure I failed in Lambo's character but I hope you can at least review this so that I can see if I can improve this
AN 2 :/ I have improved it a little bit. before it was 480 words now its 542 words.
See ya,
LittleShyCloud
