[A/N: My first ever fanfiction! Yay! Not my best piece of writing, but I'll admit that for something started out as an unfinished drabble idea, I'm proud of it. A few notes though. The Raleigh in the story is not the Raleigh in South Carolina. In fact, writing this story, I had no idea Raleigh was a real place. I thought it was pronounced like "Rye-Lee" like the name. Also, even though this is not intended to be a yaoi/shounen-ai crack pairing, I have an odd habit of inadvertantly implying things or hinting at things without realizing it. So, if you adore shounen-ai/yaoi and see little hints or something, I probably have no idea they could be read that way. Whatever floats your boat, the language is censored because I personally don't sware, btw. I'll stop rambling now, please tell me what you think!]
They fall into oblivion, losing a part of themselves in the process. They lose the very essence of that which is life- a heart. Their heart forever separated from them, their emotions never to be reclaimed, and to live as nothingness, a creature…a person never meant to exist. An abomination barely able to even be called human.
This is the story before the story
The story of the forgotten
It was a hot summer afternoon in Raleigh, crowds were bustling and the noise of the city seemed to sing in harmony with the summer sun's soprano. In the heart of Raleigh sat a small outdoor nacho cafe where a boy in his late teens found refuge from the everyday city life. His bright red hair looked like a ring of fire around his head and his emerald green eyes were fixed on a book that lay in front of him. Why did he have to get in another fight with his parents? It's all that d*mn book's fault! He should have never been caught reading it, all those years of pretending to be a lower than average student all for nothing!
"What is this rare sight? The carefree and insane Lea actually defeated? Tell me who did it so that I can send them flowers." A man who looked a few years older than Lea joked. He took a chip from Lea's nachos, dipped it in the sauce surrounding the food and ate it. Lea looked up curiously and began to count. "Seven...eight..nine." He muttered as his friend spit out the nacho. "What is freakin' wrong with that spicy a** insane crazy freakin' spicy...hot...D*MN it! Where's the WATER?!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. The customers stared in shock at him for using such vulgar language in a 'family oriented' area. Lea chuckled. He knew when the man got angry he shouted so much that he could only go about four or five real words before losing the point or running out of words all together. "I can't help it I like spicy food, Ais. On the plus side, someone just got a neeew record!" He teased. Ais glared at the boy. Why do I even like this kid?! It's his fault he's always burning my mouth off, I swear that guy is the human incarnation of fire itself!
Lea stood up, took about half of the rest of the chips in one bite, then threw the nachos away and started towards the sidewalk. Ais grabbed the book he'd left and followed. "What's up with you today?!" He whined. Lea looked up and shielded his eyes from the sun. "I'm sick of this dreary life. I've decided to go on an adventure!" He announced. Ais sighed. This wasn't the first time Lea had told him he wanted to 'bust out of town.' It was always his job to talk his friend out of it. "How many times do I have to tell you? You can't just up and leave! You're still in school, you still have parents and how do you propose to make a living? You need money to travel, stupid." He grumbled. An adventure was a stupid, moronic idea that should be left to just fairy tales. As dreary and terrible as it seems, mediocracy has all of the city in it's icy hold. There was no logical way to escape without falling into the pits of dark misery. It is best to stay in our meager mediocre lives instead of risk falling into a dark pit of webs of mistakes and lies for the one in a million chance of an adventure.
Lea studied Ais' expression. "I know what you're thinking. I'm not being suffocated by this town any longer! I've already got a plan, and I'm offering for you to come. If you want to stay and watch all the years of your youth fly right by you, fine by me." He grumbled.
As unpredictable as fire. It was then I realized, he's not just a small flame tamed by the masses. I'd always noticed it, usually I just ignored it, though. Even so, never had I seen him so passionate at once. It's one thing to have indescribable amounts of passion, it's a whole other thing to be able to have it surface all at once. I had thought this was the extent of his passion, but I soon learned in one short adventure, how incredibly wrong I can be.
There was nothing I could do, nothing left in any logical sense, but to agree.
"Fine"