Yes, i changed this story because the one beofre this did crap for me. I'm hopefully improving... So, please read and review. :)
Chapter One
There he stood, alone and confused upon a broken ledge. His mind raced with two decisions, to try and forget everything that had happened, or finish the result of his anguish.
Lights of the darkness shined brightly through the gloomy evening. The clouds of night softly floated overhead his abandoned castle. The one his mother built for him, of him and by him…
It now stood in ruins on grounds that have long since lived and tasted fresh cool water. The young boy remembered how his mother looked at him her last with eyes filled with fear, like he was a creature unknown to mankind. All of these years he had spend in solitude, he had pondered why she tried to destroy him and then herself…
Every night, he would perch himself up on the ledge where she used to show him the world. The woman he called 'mother' displayed what it was like to live. But now, here he sits alone within himself, wishing to live like his mother told.
The taste of life was something strange and foreign to the boy. Days turned into weeks which gradually transformed into months than years until he had finally reached his result.
He grew cold to no one but himself and read every book inside his weary library to gain insight against his enemy. With no guide to lead him straight on his endangered road of life, the boy was irreversibly set on living. Seeing world with disfigured dreams, the he had chosen to finish the result of his anguish, and see to it that everyone would know his name.
"You will never forget it…" He pledged to himself that his prey would never forget the day of his coming. Sitting by his old library window, he intently glared at the outward world insanely jealous of what he dearly wanted…and that Kokuyoko had.
He silently reminisced all of his last moments with his creator before. He remembered that she loved the piano…Encouraging himself to get up from sitting by the window, he walked over to the eloquent antique piano that they would practice on every morning.
The young boy slowly sat down and lightly stroked the keys with his hands. He then closed his eyes as a familiar song came to him.
The piece brought a new mood into the castle. It drifted into every room and artifact, flooding with longing, sorrow and memory.
A gentle smile quietly spread across his face as he remembered the words: "To touch the cup with eager lips and taste, not drain it…to woo and tempt and court a bliss—and not attain it…"
The young boy stopped and laughed through his despair for feeling cast out from all things breathing. That choice was something not up to him, but from his mother. "He would know why…" A thought suddenly emerged in his head, "That Hikari is sure to know…his mother was quite a handful."
Getting ready to leave what he was already flamed great excitement within him. The young boy would never have to look at what he was again. His outer shell would forever be on his island, rotting with isolation and abandonment to love.
He remembered precisely what occurred sixteen years ago…he was so close to grasping what he longed for…however, "Yes, she was such an annoyance…"
Soaring over the sky toward his future, he could feel the wind flow through his blonde hair. The ocean beneath him looked like a massive blanket of black velvet in the night as the moon's radiance reflected on the water. Ahead of him was Azumano, the current residence of his objective.
The city light's glow was mirrored on the ocean's surface as he approached closer. The young boy could feel his anticipation raise his ever long urge to taste food and to feel love…and to be loved.
"I was so close…" The vision he had forever haunted his dreams of life. Flames of envy and abhorrence seared him to land faster to his destination, not wanting to wait till it was too late. To be so near an achievement, only to fail…that was what he wanted Kokuyoko to feel.
To his very last breath.