Lifelong

Humor/Friendship

Chapter 1: Hi, my name is…

In this world, there are many hardships that people have to face; not everything is made of colour and good and sweet. So when something comes along that presents itself as 'worthwhile', it's only fathomable to take it in one's grasp and try to hold on as long as possible. Likewise, friendship….anyone can make a friend, but not all relationships last; whether partings were sweet, bitter, or a combination of both. For whatever reason, people drift apart. So when a 'true' friend is encountered and a meaningful bond is established and lasts throughout the years, it's natural to want to cultivate and reap the harvest of such a relationship and do whatever it takes to keep it going.

Strangers meet and become acquaintances. Acquaintances bond and become friends. Friends experience the good and the bad and treasure every moment that makes the bond grow stronger.

These are…

A round soft mound with colourful icing went soaring through the air, making a 'thud' sound when it hit its target. The target being the face of a stubbled-face Australian man.

Little high pitched snickers played off each other and filled up the room. A little redhead clapped his hands together excitedly as the Australian wiped the gooey substance off, annoyed.

"Lavi!" the little redhead jumped at his name and the giggles died down. "The time-out corner now has your name on it. Go." The Australian man pointed to the corner and looked around the room warningly. All the other little children went back to playing with their toys and their friends.

Little Lavi walked over to the wall sullenly. A chuckle made its way to the Australian's ear, "Reever. No need to be so harsh. He's just having some fun."

Reever turned to the voice, his face showed his lack of amusement at what the other thought was 'fun'.

"Tyki, you're too easy with these kids. That's why they're the way they are." A doorbell rang and Reever sighed, "Now go answer the door so I can get cleaned up."

Tyki chuckled again and walked over to the door. When he opened it he was greeted by a man with ridiculously long red hair.

"Oi, you. Take this brat away from me." Tyki raised an eyebrow, but looked down when he saw the man nudge his foot. There was a little child with large gray watery eyes staring directly at him; a yellow ball almost as big as the child's head was clutched in their arms.

Tyki instantly felt an attraction to the child. He bent down to the kid's level, "Hello there. What's your name?"

The child shrank back and their lips trembled as more tears made their eyes shimmer.

The redheaded man looked down at the display and asked in disgust -though that was the tone he had spoke with earlier-, "Are you one of those pedophiles?"

Tyki looked taken aback and chuckled nervously, "No…"

"Good." The redhead spoke before thrusting the child into Tyki's arms. Tears spilt over the brim of the child's eyes, and they opened their mouth to cry when the older man, just as fast, stuffed some sort of snack in their mouth; all attempts at crying immediately ceased.

"This place is paid to give you more of that, kid."

The child spoke for the first time; eyes filled with wonder, "weayy?"

"Yeah, so go play with all the other little rugrats." The man ruffled the child's hair and the child nodded enthusiastically. The redhead man then quickly shoved a small duffel bag into Tyki's hands and was just as quickly gone.

Tyki had watched the interaction between the two quite stunned, but he got out of it and ushered the child inside and called attention to the room.

"Everyone, we have a new friend today," dozens of eyes turned to see, even little Lavi in the corner looked, and Tyki turned to the little child beside him, "Why don't you tell us your name?"

The child nodded and faced the room shyly; the giant stuffed ball thing still in arm, "Hi. My name is Awen. And I am this many years owd." At that the little child held up two fingers and brightened the room with a proud smile.