My life in vignettes
By: A-kun
PLEASE READ THIS BEFORE YOU PROCEED!!! Hi! I'm A-kun and this is an Everwood Fanfic. You might remind me from other fanfics like.. just kidding!. Anyway, this is my first fanfic and there are some things you need to understand. First of all, I don't own the characters of Everwood in any way (I wish I could!) but yet there are others that I do own (like Evan!). Second, this is a slash/yaoi fic which means "romance between two boys", so if you don't want nothing like this in your computer (or you are homophobic) go back right now! Third, in case of any of you might notice, there are some things in Japanese, not to much just some words (specially because I suck at Japanese, I can read it but I can't write it or remember it), and if you have any doubt of the meaning (or you think they have another) send me an e-mail to: personaefan@hotmail.com Now, please enjoy this little piece of crap. (or like some might call it.. art)
First part: Zettai Unmei (Absolute Destiny)
It was cloudy in the sky when he came up. Even when the sun was shinning at his full potential, it didn't bring enough light to the life down in earth. Because the people in earth is more concerned about their own problems than the atmosphere problems.
Then it started.
The drops of rain started to fall, one after the other; they seemed to trouble all the people down here. Above the clouds were falling but down in the ground the people, the sad people, the happy people, the ones that are worried about money or even the ones that enjoyed life totally, all of them were surprised by this effect.
All of them then looked up for a place to cover from the little shinning arrows, which in fact weren't hurting, they were disturbing in a way. Not much of the people enjoyed to feel the not so warm water fallin' from the sky right at you head.
They opened their umbrellas, but not one of them.
He wasn't tall, but not even short.
He wasn't smart, but not even dumb.
Who was him?
He was wearing a black shirt and jeans. His head was all messed up, because he didn't enjoy combing his hair. He had a reddish skin, a combination formed from the not so black people in his family and the not so pale people.
Yeap. He was concerned about the people. But particularly for one of them.
He was walking down the street. His eyebrows were bold enough to look like a forest, and his forehead was little. He had a rounded face which made him look a little bit chubby even when he wasn't. But the black tones of his clothes made him look thin. They always say that.
"Were are you? I've been looking around for you"
In his ears, the earphones sound loud enough to realize what kind of music he was hearing. And I can tell it wasn't from this place.
"Toki ni Ai wa tsuyoku, hito no kokoro wo, kitsusuke motsuru."
"At times, love; it is when the heart of the people is hurt."
"Isn't this lyric stupid..?? I mean the world will be better if we didn't have feelings.."
What was with him anyway?, well, he looked a little bit concerned about something. Somebody, in fact.
Once he found his goal, a big old house with strange doors and windows which looked like medieval ones, he knocked. He was all wet thanks for its old friend, the rain. He knocked once and twice, and then somebody answered him and opened the door. It was a woman, his mother in fact.
-Evan, you're home!
-Yeah mom...
-Hurry up and enter- Said his mom, a woman who has a little nose and big eyes, whit her hair just covering his ears and her rounded face, she was very alike to her firstborn. -Don't hesitate and take the phone, somebody was asking for you.
It looks like he arrived in time to talk with somebody from another country. Lucky?
Destiny.
"Unmei"
-Yeah, this is Evan
-Evan! Long time no see.. How are you man?
-Is it really you?
-Yeap. It's me
The other guy didn't have to say his name, because just whit his voice, he achieved to retrieve the memories form the old past of Evan, a not so distant past.
-I'll tell you something
-What's with it?
Evan was shivering. Maybe form the cold rain. No, he was so nervous, because he called him. He was shivering and his hands didn't seemed to follow his orders this time. Not even his voice, he was shaking all over..
-I'll go there, I'll be movin' to Everwood this weekend
-Are you serious? This are good news
-Not at all..
-Why not?- The other guy was still a little shaken by the news.
A long pause, the always disturbing silence..
-You know, what happened and this.. I.. just. -
-Take your time, I can wait for you
-Look, since I'll be headin' for there, I'll talk with you once we're there, sorry for the trouble, I got to go..
-Ok, take care..
-Hey Ephram, just one thing.. -And again the uncomfortable silence and then a mumbling.. a whispering in the air -.Koishiteru
Japanese? Well sort of, both of them understand what that word means in that idiom because both of them have been taking some classes of Japanese. In fact, if you ever want to read "manga" you need to know just a little bit of this culture. But Evan seemed to know all about this, He even taught the other guy in the line how to read them and how to understand'em. He taught him most of the manga things, because he was a "mangaka", but for us the American people is a "comic maker", not a pro but proud of his tittle.
Ephram then answered him in the same way - "koishiteru.
PLEASE READ THIS BEFORE YOU PROCEED!!! Hi! I'm A-kun and this is an Everwood Fanfic. You might remind me from other fanfics like.. just kidding!. Anyway, this is my first fanfic and there are some things you need to understand. First of all, I don't own the characters of Everwood in any way (I wish I could!) but yet there are others that I do own (like Evan!). Second, this is a slash/yaoi fic which means "romance between two boys", so if you don't want nothing like this in your computer (or you are homophobic) go back right now! Third, in case of any of you might notice, there are some things in Japanese, not to much just some words (specially because I suck at Japanese, I can read it but I can't write it or remember it), and if you have any doubt of the meaning (or you think they have another) send me an e-mail to: personaefan@hotmail.com Now, please enjoy this little piece of crap. (or like some might call it.. art)
First part: Zettai Unmei (Absolute Destiny)
It was cloudy in the sky when he came up. Even when the sun was shinning at his full potential, it didn't bring enough light to the life down in earth. Because the people in earth is more concerned about their own problems than the atmosphere problems.
Then it started.
The drops of rain started to fall, one after the other; they seemed to trouble all the people down here. Above the clouds were falling but down in the ground the people, the sad people, the happy people, the ones that are worried about money or even the ones that enjoyed life totally, all of them were surprised by this effect.
All of them then looked up for a place to cover from the little shinning arrows, which in fact weren't hurting, they were disturbing in a way. Not much of the people enjoyed to feel the not so warm water fallin' from the sky right at you head.
They opened their umbrellas, but not one of them.
He wasn't tall, but not even short.
He wasn't smart, but not even dumb.
Who was him?
He was wearing a black shirt and jeans. His head was all messed up, because he didn't enjoy combing his hair. He had a reddish skin, a combination formed from the not so black people in his family and the not so pale people.
Yeap. He was concerned about the people. But particularly for one of them.
He was walking down the street. His eyebrows were bold enough to look like a forest, and his forehead was little. He had a rounded face which made him look a little bit chubby even when he wasn't. But the black tones of his clothes made him look thin. They always say that.
"Were are you? I've been looking around for you"
In his ears, the earphones sound loud enough to realize what kind of music he was hearing. And I can tell it wasn't from this place.
"Toki ni Ai wa tsuyoku, hito no kokoro wo, kitsusuke motsuru."
"At times, love; it is when the heart of the people is hurt."
"Isn't this lyric stupid..?? I mean the world will be better if we didn't have feelings.."
What was with him anyway?, well, he looked a little bit concerned about something. Somebody, in fact.
Once he found his goal, a big old house with strange doors and windows which looked like medieval ones, he knocked. He was all wet thanks for its old friend, the rain. He knocked once and twice, and then somebody answered him and opened the door. It was a woman, his mother in fact.
-Evan, you're home!
-Yeah mom...
-Hurry up and enter- Said his mom, a woman who has a little nose and big eyes, whit her hair just covering his ears and her rounded face, she was very alike to her firstborn. -Don't hesitate and take the phone, somebody was asking for you.
It looks like he arrived in time to talk with somebody from another country. Lucky?
Destiny.
"Unmei"
-Yeah, this is Evan
-Evan! Long time no see.. How are you man?
-Is it really you?
-Yeap. It's me
The other guy didn't have to say his name, because just whit his voice, he achieved to retrieve the memories form the old past of Evan, a not so distant past.
-I'll tell you something
-What's with it?
Evan was shivering. Maybe form the cold rain. No, he was so nervous, because he called him. He was shivering and his hands didn't seemed to follow his orders this time. Not even his voice, he was shaking all over..
-I'll go there, I'll be movin' to Everwood this weekend
-Are you serious? This are good news
-Not at all..
-Why not?- The other guy was still a little shaken by the news.
A long pause, the always disturbing silence..
-You know, what happened and this.. I.. just. -
-Take your time, I can wait for you
-Look, since I'll be headin' for there, I'll talk with you once we're there, sorry for the trouble, I got to go..
-Ok, take care..
-Hey Ephram, just one thing.. -And again the uncomfortable silence and then a mumbling.. a whispering in the air -.Koishiteru
Japanese? Well sort of, both of them understand what that word means in that idiom because both of them have been taking some classes of Japanese. In fact, if you ever want to read "manga" you need to know just a little bit of this culture. But Evan seemed to know all about this, He even taught the other guy in the line how to read them and how to understand'em. He taught him most of the manga things, because he was a "mangaka", but for us the American people is a "comic maker", not a pro but proud of his tittle.
Ephram then answered him in the same way - "koishiteru.