Hello and welcome to chapter one of my very first fanfic, A Life In Japan. This story originated from a concept that I've had in my mind for a while now. I've come up with a lot of concepts and plots that I could turn into stories, but then again, who hasn't? One more thing i'd like to note, you can imagine this story in whatever form you like, wether it be in real life or anime form. Just something I wanted to say, I hope I'm not weirding you guys out. Now that that's out of the way, let's begin with my story
"JAPAN?! We have to move to Japan?!"
"Calm down Arthur, I know this is big but, it's a really good opportunity. The company I work for wants to send me to work there, and it pays very well. Your father and I already talked about it and we thought we should take the chance." said his mom.
"But I like the life we have already, I like the school, I like all the freinds I have, besides, I can't even speak Japanese!"
"Don't worry, lots of poeple speak english over there. You can make new freinds at the new school your going to, I hear the education is really good."
"Can I at least think about it for a while, please?"
His mother let out a reluctant sigh. "Alright."
As he lay in his room, Arthur began to think to himself.
"Great. Not even a quarter through my second year of high school and we have to move"
It should be noted that while Arthur did enjoy anime and manga, he only viewed and read them simply for entertainment. He didn't really like referring himself as an otaku, but more like a simple fan. Unlike some of the other people he knew. They were so delusional.
He was a pretty normal teenager, in the sense of looks. 15 years old, 5 feet 8 inches, short black hair with a widows peak and a raised front cowlick that no matter how many hair cuts he had, it would always grow back, much to his mother's annoyance.
He had medium black framed glasses, and a faint brown skin tone due to his Hispanic heritage.
Though, there was one feature he wasn't exactly fond of.
His nose.
It wasn't exactly large, but it was a bit above average. He blamed genetics for it as his mother and great grandmother both had it.
"Japan... I guess it's not so bad, I know a bit about the culture there, maybe this wasn't such a bad ide-
KNOCK KNOCK
His thoughts were interrupted by a knocking at his bedroom door. Wondering who it might be, he got up and opened the door, revealing a girl who looked to be about twelve years old.
"What do want sis?" Slightly annoyed that his train of thought had been derailed.
"Mom wanted me to tell you dinners' ready" she replied
"Oh. Alright, thanks."
His sister walked down the hall, past the living room, and into the dining room, Arthur following behind.
When he got there, he saw the table all set up and with food ready to eat.
Along with his mother, father, his two sisters and his 3 year old brother.
He sat down, and they all began to eat.
"Hey mom, what part of Japan are we moving to exactly?"
His mother slightly smiled. "Well the paper work my company gave me states that we'll be moving to a city named Hiroshima."
Arthur froze.
Pictures and videos flashed through his memory as he heard the city's name.
"Hiroshima. THE Hiroshima, The site of the world's first ever nuclear bombing? I've always loved studying more about the atomic bomb "Little Boy", and now I get to live in the place that was targeted. This is amazing!
Arthur had always been fascinated with the atomic bomb, wanting to know every last detail about it. Though he held deep sympathy for the city, victims, and survivors, he just couldn't help but want to learn more about it.
"Arthur"
Huh?
" Arthur, are you alright?" asked his mother, slightly worried.
"As soon as I mentioned the name of the city you went into a trance, making weird faces at nothing."
"Mom...
When do we start packing?"
His mother simply smiled.
"I knew you'd agree."
And that concludes chapter one. Like I mentioned earlier, this story originated from an idea I've had for a while now. If you liked what you read or if you would like to give me feedback and help me make this story better, please review
See you next time.