My first Harvest Moon Fanfic! Yay! So to clear things up, my first time uploading this, some of you may have noticed that the dialogue was missing...hopefully this has been fixed and you can enjoy READING conversations again! The Main Character you play as in Harvest Moon: A Wonderful Life (The boy with brown hair) is Ujio. I couldn't remember his canon default name and I liked Ujio better anyway. Hope you enjoy, rate and subscribe and helpful feedback and comments are always welcome!

Bubba

Chapter 1

It was dark outside, the rain pounding down the shingles of the simple built house. The wind blowing about madly sent many of the villagers into a frenzy. Takakura quickly closing up his house, making sure everything was tied down correctly and his animals herded inside the barn for safety. Sighing as he entered the house, Nami sat on the chair her head in her hands, sobbing.

Takakura sighed, he could only anticipate the reason why Nami sat there sobbing. For the same reason she was sobbing, was the same reason he was here. Drying his hair off with the towel, he sat next to her, wrapping her in a gentle hug. Her husband was gone, drinking away any money earned from the crops, and doing nothing but ruining his life.

Takakura could only be saddened by this, for the boy who once traveled here so long ago, working hard on the farm each day, slaving hours away into crops and establishing a future had long been lost. The boy, really a man, had lost himself as he worked, becoming a great farmer three years ago. Now he would spend hours in the bar, barely able to walk home, and then curse at Nami for the lack of effort she gave. Neither Nami or him could understand what had happened to the ambitious kid who first came into their valley.

"Nami...If there is ever anything else I can do you know where to find me. I will stop by each day as I have done, though I fear that this storm will not pass as easily as we think. I am going to go down to the bar, pull Ujio out of his dream and back to where he belongs." Nami looked up, eyes nearly as red as her hair.

"Takakura, he is never the same. When he comes home he yells, drinks, and grumbles at the food I make him. Most days he is happy, but suddenly he will get depressed and when I try and find out what happened he retreats to the bar. There is something he doesn't want to tell either of us."

"I feared the same thing Nami. It does not help that the town has become lacking in morals and especially with the cat-house next to the bar I have begun to worry greatly. He is still the boy that came here deep inside, somehow though, he has lost whatever that boy once was."

Nami nodded, biting down hard on her lip. Tears welled in her eyes as she tried her hardest to keep her composure. Takakura could see she was barely hanging on, he was surprised he actually was talking with her.

Standing he said his goodbyes to Nami, leaving the house into the stormy night once more. Lightning crackling and sizzling as he left the house. Nami watched before falling into her sobs once again.

The bar was loud, men clanging beer mugs together, slapping each other on the back and the loud obnoxious card games kept the entire place busy. The cooks behind the wall made the usual soups filled in bread bowls, curdled cheese dishes, and seafood caught the morning of.

Ujio sat slumped over the bar, nursing a hard liquor in his hands. Looking at the vile liquid he downed another pint of the dark amber liquid, burning his throat as it went down. Clenching his teeth, he raised his hand, the waitress noticing him out of the corner of her eye. Wiping the flour off of her hands, she walked over, placing both hands on her hips and looked straight at him.

"Another drink Ujio? Haven't you had enough for one evening?" Muffy asked, the blonde's curls bouncing around her shoulders.

Ujio laughed, looking her in the eyes as long as he could before the side effects of the alcohol kicked in. "I am a paying customer, I want more of the stuff in my glass. If not then I will sit her and eat your food, and maybe pass out on your floor. Or I'll puke on the lot of you people."

Muffy shook her head, pouring him another pint of the amber liquid. Ujio smiled as he watched the foam rise up over the top of the glass. "Thanks Muffy!" He spoke, her smiling replaced with a sneer, "Could you get me some of those peanuts or that cheese stuff too? I am awful hungry at the moment."

"Why don't you finish your drink and go home to your wife. For all I can see she should have been done with you long ago. You aren't who you used to be and you've turned into a major piece of trash Ujio."

Ujio laughed, flipping her off as he downed the entire pint. "Good thing I never had a thing for you ditzy blondes. All you 'ant in life is a big man to help flaunt your bloody ego and a good ole sturdy pair of hands to rock you at night." Muffy flushed.

Ujio smiled, pleased with his rude comment. It didn't last long. One moment a chair smashed into his back, the next his hair was being pulled. Fists were thrown and before Ujio could distinguish what had happened Takakura threw him out of the bar into the mud, telling someone inside to leave it.

Standing up out of the mud, Ujio laughed, looking up in the rain and feeling the coolness drench his skin revitalizing him. Takakura was the one to wake him from his trance, grabbing him firmly on the shoulders, looking straight into his eyes. Takakura was full of anger, shaking Ujio vigorously once, gaining his attention.

"Ujio, you fool! What do you think you are doing?" Takakura spoke flustered. "You should be home, caring for your wife, getting your farm ready for the winter! Instead you drink down here! Wasting yourself on whores and alcohol! You are lucky your wife doesn't know about the whores you have slept with! Ujio, you are screwing up your life and leaving nothing good for anyone!"

"Takakura, you worry too much about all this stuff. And I did not sleep with any whore! I was drinking and woke up at home!" Ujio spoke, the rain pounding harder, "I didn't cheat on my wife with any whore! It isn't the whores I go in there for, there is other things, gambling, drinking, parties all sorts of fun."

"Fun? You call losing your money, putting your wife through this eternal hell, drinking and gambling all fun? Have you lost all reason, all ambition that the young man who came here three years ago to make a better life for himself? Ujio, get your head together before Nami leaves you because of all of this!"

Ujio's face straightened, his features becoming hard. "I understand Takakura. I will-will be better. Everything has been very hard lately around here. The dry spell last summer cost me most of my money along with several animals being taken in the winter. Now we have rain, more abundant and plentiful. I should be planting but I have no money, I lost what I had trying to gain in the casino. The drinks are a straight trade, milk for alcohol. Now I don't know where I am to turn. I am losing everything I have; I can't keep milking the two cows I have, the chickens are low on feed, we do not have any crops growing, my farm has finally hit rock bottom." Ujio fell to the ground, holding his head in hand, letting out a long sigh before looking up. "What am I to do Takakura, where do I turn now?"

Takakura looked at Ujio, holding his breath as the rainfall continued, drenching the simple clothes he wore. Ujio bore back at at him, tears welling in his red eyes. Takakura opened his mouth to speak, but no words came from his mouth, he only offered his hand to Ujio. "It is time you come home, your wife will be worried about you, this storm seems it won't be easing up for quite some time."

Nodding his head, Ujio grasped Takakura's worn hand, helping him rise to his feet. Slowly the two waddled back through the mud to Ujio's farm. His state of inebriation worse than one could imagine, the world swaying back and forth as he slipped and slid through the mud. Finally rounding the final hill to his farm, Ujio relieved his stomach of the contents before Takakura continued walking him to his household on the farm.

Opening the door, Nami looked up from where she was sitting, her face lifting as she watched Takakura come in with Ujio, even if he was clinging around him. Ujio's face paled, his body convulsing in dry heaves. The contents of his stomach all emptied, leaving him to continue to do this. Helping Takakura move Ujio to the bed, she walked Takakura to the door.

"Thank you for bringing him back Takakura, I am thankful that you pulled him out and through the storm for me. I would have gone myself but I worry that if I went-"

"Do not worry Nami it was my pleasure to do this. I want this place to succeed and if I can do anything to help him out I make sure to do just that. Take care of him Nami, I will return in the morning to see how things are going."

"Thank you again Takakura," Nami spoke, opening the door for Takakura, "Walk home safely. I will be waiting for you tomorrow."

Smiling back at Nami, Takakura walked out of the house into the rainy night.

Taking a deep sigh, Nami walked back to Ujio's side, watching him toss and turn in the large bed. His face returning to its original color slowly. Sitting next to the bed she watched him move, his body covered in aches and pains.

Watching him for a moment more, Nami went to the kitchen, brewing herself a small cup of green tea. Letting it cool for only a moment, she quietly sipped the drink while she watched the news. Listening to the reports of only more rainfall coming the next several weeks. Sighing, she put her dish in the sink, retrieving her nightgown she turned off the lamp, falling into bed next to Ujio.

The following day arrived quickly, Nami rising at five o'clock, before even the sun had peeked. Dressing for the day, she made a breakfast of oatmeal and toast with a dark roast coffee brewing. Takakura came knocking soon after, Nami pleased to see him arriving safely after the horrendous storm the previous night.

"How is it out there?" Nami ask Takakura, "Is it raining? Or is the storm worsening out there?"

"The weather is better compared to the horrid rains yesterday, the immense winds have passed along with the frigid air. Now we only have the rain to deal with. We are lucky that the hurricane didn't directly hit our village or we would have been done for."

"I am glad that it didn't worsen. Sorry that Ujio is not awake yet, he stirred many times during the night and im surprised that he is sleeping well for once. Give him a few minutes and he will be up, here is some breakfast for you while you wait. I thought that you two would need some food to keep you going today, especially since the weather is going to stay this way for the entire day."

"Indeed. Thank you Nami, I am glad to see that you have made such an exquisite meal for us." Takakura spoke as he picked up the coffee mug, taking a sip he smiled in pleasure of the taste.

Sitting down on the table, he began eating the meal. "I take it that Ujio has been somewhat unresponsive today? Especially with this going on." Takakura spoke, pointing his fork to Ujio restlessly moving around the bed. "Do not worry though Nami, I plan to accompany him today. Make sure that I can help him excel his work. The season is rainy but that is no reason one cannot grow crops. With this we should be able to return some funding and be able to put things back on track."

Nami smiled at the idea. "That would be excellent. If you two need, when you are hungry again you can return and I can make you a lunch. The labor is tiresome and that may be helpful for you."

"That would be excellent. I will make sure we stop by again today. Hopefully we will be able to start planting again, even if it is raining worse and worse. If that fails to be true then we can milk the cows and take the milk down to sell. The tomatoes you have should be about ripe by now and be ready for purchase. Then we should be able to buy grains, tomatoes, watermelon and strawberry. That should be able to revive your funds and be able to get the farm started once more. If not it will be closer."

Smiling, Takakura looked over as Ujio rose out of bed as he tried to shake the weariness from his body. Standing up slowly he walked over to Nami smiling and giving her a hug before joining Takakura at the table.

"You seem to have been sleeping quite well Ujio."

Ujio looked up, taking a drink of coffee. "Not as good as I wished. Though it was better than several nights. Hopefully they will continue to get better and if I don't drink anymore that will help."

"Good, we will go to work after the-"

Takakura was cut off as Muffy tore open the door, her face covered in worry, drenched from the rain Nami ran to her side.

"Muffy, are you okay?"

"Quick! It's Griffin, he's hurt!"