Ashes of the Cold, Colorless City

by Ivy Electronica

Marzipan was dstroyed by a massive fire. Chowder got out, and has been living in the forest for the past six years. When he returns to the remains, he finds Gorgonzola barely alive in a pile of rubble. GorgonzolaxChowder SchnitzelxMung. Hard Yaoi warning

1. Chapter 1

Ashes of the Cold, Colorless City

Chapter One

[Chowder's POV Note: He is currently 16 now]

A cold breeze runs through my hair, causing the already existing, ice-like rain to pellet my face. I can see the sun through the thin, grey clouds, but the rain doesn't seem to hault. Half of me wishes that it would go away, for if I stand out here any longer, I'm sure to get hypothermia. But the other half wishes that the rain will pour forever, because it fits the feeling in my heart: cold and sad. I feel the grass under my toes, which are tickling them. I take a step forward, not wanting to even crack a smile. I wipe away my dark purple bangs that are wet and sticking to my forehead. With my eyes turning from a blank stare to meloncholy, I oversee the colorless city.

The cold, colorless city.

The ashes of the cold, colorless city.

And all of a sudden, all the dark memories come back, flooding my brain.

Tears automaticly flow out of my eyes. I grab my head, and fall to my knees. I sob into the grass, trying hopelessly to look for confort from them. My fingersw dig into the dirt. I cry out, letting bitter tasting dirt fill my mouth.

And…

I suddenly stop crying and lift my head up from the ground. A smashed peach lays on the ground. A sweet taste barely touches my tongue. I touch my cold lips and feel the fruit on my fingers.

"Mung…" I say, my eyes welling up with even more tears.

And I remember my teacher's face.

And I retrack on what happened.