Ok. This is my very fist Blood + Fanfiction and I'm really nervous. You may have read my Yugioh, Gungrave, or Kidnapped Luck (Detective Conan) fanfics and I thank you all for your wonderful support.
This is a Saya and Haji paring story with the copilation of various lyrics from greatest artists that ties with a reacurring theme. So enjoy and please post some reviews of this fanfic.
Disclaimer: I do not own Blood + or any of these lyrics.
Your Wish is My Command
Chapter 1
No one knows what is like to be a Chavalier. No one understands my true suffering except for Saya.
We've shared almost a 100 years worth of pain and suffering. We've shared our goals. From the time Joel introduced me to the family all the way to the present I've felt a strong affinity over her.
The first couple weeks with her was hard, but back then I was a naiive lad who didn't understand the reason why I was torn from my parents and was taken into Joel Goldsmith's arms when I was about to give up hope. But my questions were answered over time and I realized why Joel Goldsmith chose me becuase Saya and I were destined to be...
I was standing All alone againts the world outside You were searching For a place to hide
1907
The howling wind blew harshly in the afternoon light. A young boy walking on the cement side walk with no shoes on. He was blood stained, wearing skin bare clothes and his teeth was chattering. But the boy didn't care he just gave a slight grin. For he knew is was finally free from that selfesh and ungreatful hair of his spoiled Mistress. He shuddered at the thoughts and experiences repoducing in his mind, living in that awful house.
Lost and lonely Now you're given me the will to survive When we're hungry... love will keep us alive
By day the people thought of the Mistress as a kind loving woman who took great pride and care of her servants but living inside that house was a different story. Her vulger behavior, him working hard in hopes to recieve at least one square meal a day. She was always partying, drunk. If he didn't clean or put away dishes on time he recieved merciless beatings from her. And every night he would head a loud moaning and thumping of the celing from above. He cringed at the awful sound he still remembered when he hid in the cellar at nights.
Don't you worry Sometimes you've just gotta let it ride This world is changing Right before your eyes
The young boy knew running away from that house was right. He knew that when the Master found out she was dead he'd just buy another pawn to make it look like he, or she, killed the Mistress. Another slave that will be manipulated to do whatever that household wants. Those spoiled brats don't care that families are being torn apart. They just care about their entertainment-their amusement.
'She never loved me,' he thought as he saw a happy husband and wife with a boy about his age in the distance. They were bundled up in heavy coats, soft winter caps, gloves, and scarves-grinning from ear to ear.
Now I've fond you There's no more emptiness inside When we're hungry... love will keep us alive
How he envied that hapy boy while his father made jokes and at times his mother would stop him as she fixed his cap or scarf that was dragging on the cememnt sidewalk. He wished he could remember all those moments with his own mother and father before they were killed by merciclous thieves, before he was taken away and sold into the black market.
I would die for you Climb the highest mountain Baby, there's nothing I wouldn't do
A tear rolled down his cheeck, 'Ma... Da...', He couldn't remember his mothers gentle smile looked like or how his fathers strong hands felt like after he tilled the fields. As he stared watching that family go bye he suddenly felt this urge to go back to that dreaded house.
Why, was it because he was lonely, or cold, or mabey because he felt he was lost and feared he'd never find his way through the outside world.
"No" cried the boy, "I will not turn back, I will NEVER return to that house!" as he walked on.
Finally his feet lead him to a placid park behind wrought iron gates. Beyond those gates he saw a water fountain in the front and a thick forest in the distance. Next to the fountain was a park bench underneath a big withering cherry blossom.
The boy slipped through the bars easily like a cat squeezing through a tiny corrodor and rushed towards the fountain. Oh how the cool and refreshing water quenched his parched lips. He was about to get another hand scoop of water when he saw in the water his reflection.
Now I've found you There's no more emprtiness inside When we're hungry... love will keep us alive
A skinny lad with dark blue eyes and messy jet black hair... Loking at his reflection reminded him of how his mother commented how silky smooth and dark his hair was like the feathers of a raven. His father joking that he couldn't see his pupils because his eyes were grey blueish tinge and white skin that reminded him of the midnight sky.
The boy screamed in anger as he frustratingly disipated the water's reflection with the back of his hand and cried. 'Why why me? Why do I have to live this life. Why did my parent's die in front of me? Why do the memories I still have of them... hurt.'
I would die for you Climb the highest mountain Baby, there's nothing I wouldn't do
"What's the matter lad?" questioned a voice.
The boy turned around and saw frail white haired man in front of him. His eyes went wide and he tried to run away but the mans hand was on his shoulder.
"What's your name son"
The boy looked up and saw the mans blue eyes full of knowledge and yet such kindness in them. Not like the mistress cold hateful eyes. He could trust this man, can he?
I was standing All alone against the world outside You were searching for a place to hide Lost and lonely Now you've given me the will to survive When we're hungry... Love will keep us alive
"My name is Haji"
"Haji what a fine name, lad. Where are your parents"
"They...they're... gone..."
When we're hungry... Love will keep us alive
The man knealt down embraced young Haji, "I'm so sorry." He wiped away the boys tears, "How about we go to my house and get you all warmed up. Would you like that"
Haji looked at he man then smiled a happy smile. "Ye sir Mr"
"Joel Grey, Bt you can call me Joel."
When we're hungry... Love will keep us alive
That's chapter 1. I chose love will keep us alive because its a story about a lost person being found.
I'm really excited and hope this Blood + fanfic is a great success. But in order to have this fanfic a success I need you loyal and dedicated Blood + fanfic readers to help me pick a song for chapter two. At the end of each chapter I will have three titles of music. I would appreicate it if you will review and post me which of the three songs you would like to see in the next chapter. Cuz I want the readers to have a say in this fanfic.
Ok heres the three choices of lyrics for the next chapter:
1) My Wish - Rascal Flatts 2) I'll Stand By You - The Pretenders 3) Hero - Enrique Iglesias
- also feel free to post any lyric suggestions - Thanx