Hi so this is my first fanfic I am writing so I hope that I will get some readers and hopefully good readers, so here is the first chapter so please enjoy ^_^
Disclaimer: -Man does not belong to me, it belongs to Katsura Hoshino
It's the 19th century, in the streets of a town in an unknown country. People walk chatting happily either failing or not caring about noticing the bundle of clothes sitting by the wall….a child
For those who had seen the child come into the city with a young man, they decided to stay away from the child remembering the shock they had received on the day of their arrival. When the boy had tripped and fallen, his glove on his left hand had come off.
(Flash back)
The townspeople were disgusted at what they saw, some had regarded the boy as a demon, and some had thrown stones at the boy. The boy that day just looked avoided their gaze by looking down at the cobbled stone ground. No one could see his face due to the hood of his oversized coat covering it.
The young man who had arrived with the boy, glances at the boy with sympathetic eyes and then kneels down to him and rubs his back. The man's dark hair covers up his eyes as he picks the boy up, as the boy rests his head on the man's shoulder silently crying into the man's black jacket.
As soon as the townspeople started whispering about the boy, the man had shot them a fierce glare which had sent shivers down their back and kept their mouths shut. As soon as the man was satisfied that their mouths were shut, he turned and walked to the direction of the town centre.
While walking and making sure that the young boy was held safely tight in his grasp, he was listening to the townspeople gossip about the boy.
"Did you see that child's arm it looked as if it were burned", "that child must not be human, or that man"
"The boy must be a demon, did you see that left hand it was covered in red scales, what else could he be?"
As the man continued walking he noticed that the boy had fallen asleep, he smiled a little as he looked at the boy, but…then he grimaced.
"Don't worry, I will make sure that no harm comes to you, whether it be physical or emotional, or even Akuma or human or Noah, I won't even let you near the Vatican. I have to keep you safe…it's what Mana would have wanted" the man had promised silently, even though he knew that he would have to leave the boy by himself in the town for a few days.
He kept on walking until he stopped in the middle of the street; he looked around until he found what he was looking for. He walked over to a dark alley way with trash cans covering the entrance to it.
He gently put the boy down so that he was leaning against the wall, he then gently awaken the boy by shaking his shoulder silently.
As the boy arouse, rubbing his eyes to shake off the sleepiness in them.
"…Ugh...Uncle" the boy drowsily spoke
His uncle smirked in amusement at how the young boy was cute when he was still half asleep
"I am afraid I am going to have to go away again for a few days, so I want you to stay here at this exact alley way until I get back again alright" he had told the young boy
The boy had nodded understanding that he will be let alone for awhile, even though he doesn't like being alone. It will just be like when they had gone off to other towns, where his uncle will had to leave them for a few days and leave the boy by himself and then his uncle will come back to get him. He had asked his uncle why he does that and the answer he gets is that it is part of his uncle's job, and when he asks what his uncle's job was he was given the answer that his uncle will help people when they're in trouble.
"Okay, do you remember what I told you?" his uncle had asked
The young boy nodded and replied "to stay away from everyone who doesn't know us, and to stay away from people with a line of crosses on their foreheads"
"And what else must you stay away from?" his uncle had questioned
The boy had stayed silent for a bit before answering "to stay away from people wearing black with silver crosses on their clothes"
His uncle had nodded and gave the young boy a little pat on the head
"I'll be back soon alright" was the last thing he said to the boy as he had walked off, te boy had just watched as his uncle had walked off.
As he was walking off, the young man was pondering in his thought.
I hope he will be alright by himself I hate leaving him alone, last time I left him by himself he had caught a cold. And I can't bring him with me it may get him hurt or worse, and also I don't want to trigger any suppressed memories in him…huh well time to get rid of some akuma
And with that he kept on walking.
(Present)
As the boy was watching the townspeople go by his stomach was growling, it had already been three days since his uncle had left. And the young boy had not moved from his spot not even once, he had nothing to eat or drink.
He even knew that he had a fever, and the little golden ball with wings hidden inside his hood knew it too. But he still didn't care all he did was wait for his uncle returning. He had been sick before his uncle left but he never said a thing and when asked I he was alright he would say he was.
As the boy continued watching the towns people he noticed that there was a couple of men in black with a cross on their coats, as he remembered what his uncle told him to do he had stood up and went to hide behind the trashcans waiting for the men to go away. As he was waiting he had unintentionally gone to sleep.
By the time his uncle had arrived a couple of hours later he couldn't see the boy and panicked for a moment until he heard some soft snoring, he looked behind the trashcans and found the young boy fast asleep.
The uncle had sighed in relief and went to pick up the boy, he noticed that the boy's forehead was burning up and grimaced. He then searched his pocket looking for the money he had earned while doing his little job, and then walked off to the nearest pharmacy carrying the young boy humming a little tune.
So I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of my story and I hope that you continue reading it and please review ^_^
