Okay guys... I'm gonna test this out and see how you like it. A little idea on how this came to life. I was listening to Vienna Teng's newest CD, mainly track six, Grandmother's Song. Look up the lyrics or listen to the song, believe me, it might explain a few things.
Seriously... so.... yeah..... I OWN NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!! NOT THE SONG! NOT THE CHARACTERS! just this twisted plot.
Ok guys, I really need your opinions on this. I NEED feedback to know if you want me to continue this or not. PLEASE!!!!
WARNING: This, if it continues, will be YAOI!!!!
So yeah, I kinda got inspired by that song, which is weird cause I have had very little inspiration for the last half year. But I'm going to try my hand in something new and we'll see how this goes. It might start out slow, but guys, I seriously have no rough draft or any layout for this so I'm winging it. Wish me luck? And I hope you enjoy.
"Get your ass back here!" the man snarled, reaching for the small child. The eight year old boy cried out in shock, ducking out of his reach once more and darting off to the side. Blond locks swished in front of his cerulean eyes obscuring his view for a few seconds. The hand grasped at him once more and he turned around, biting into the flesh of the object holding him captive.
The man drew back with a howl of pain, blood slowly dripping down his hand. The boy bolted, getting into the ditch that, when the rain came, would have been the local river.
"FINE! GO HEAD! RUN! SEE IF I CARE! YOU AIN'T NO SON OF MINE! YOU'LL DIE OUT THERE IF YOU'RE LUCKY!" he screamed at the disappearing image of the boy. Clutching his hand closer to his chest, the man sighed and shook his head. "Damn kid can run...."
Take it from you Grandmother. I been Round.
Fret I: Dry Season
"SQUALL!!!!!!" As if the early morning sun weren't annoying enough, the brunet bouncing on the balls of his feet was. A heavy sigh and the taller brunet rolled over, facing his younger sibling. Blue eyes grinned eagerly down at stormy grey, both clashing from two extremes.
"Go away, Sora..." the teen muttered, burying his head deeper under the duvet. A huff sounded and he could only guess that his brother was pouting.
"But Squall!" he whined, tugging the duvet off his brother and onto the floor, exposing the naked body. The elder rolled his eyes.
"Fine... I'm up. And it's Leon, not Squall." he corrected his sibling, earning another pout despite having sat up.
"But I like Squall! It's so fitting!"
"And why's that?" Leon asked, eyes narrowing as Sora smirked.
"Because! LEON'S PMSING!!!" he sing-songed at the top of his lungs.
"You little shit!"
"EW!!!! At least get dressed before you attack me! RAPE!!!!!"
"It's not like you don't sleep like this!"
"SO!?!"
"Quit complaining!"
"MOM!!!!!!!!"
"BOYS!" a woman snapped from the doorway, frowning down at her two sons. Both looked up, blinking innocently. "Leon... let your brother go..."
The elder blinked and dropped the shorter, stepping back sheepishly. The woman turned her gaze to the youngest.
"Sora... leave your brother be and go eat. You have classes to get to." she reminded him.
"But mom! I had to get Leon up!"
"No, you didn't. He doesn't have classes today, remember? Now off with you." she scolded, swatting Sora on the rump and sending him out into the hall where he padded down the stairs. That done, she turned back to her eldest. "since you're up, you might as well get dressed and come get something to eat. Why not go see Cid today. I'm sure he'll have some work for you to do. And who knows... Rinoa might even be there." she hinted, smiling slightly before turning to leave the room.
Leon watched her go and, with a sigh, made his way over to his dresser. He pulled out a pair of worn jeans, already covered in grease, and regular white shirt. If he was going to be heading to Cid's fashion was a definite no. He bathed quickly and dressed, making his way downstairs only half an hour after his rude wake up call.
Sora was no where to be seen, most likely having already left for school. Breakfast was already set out for him, his mother's doing from the looks of the orderly placing. At one end of the table, his father sat, scanning a stack of cargo listings with a calm, steady gaze. It was then that Leon's mother walked into the kitchen.
"Laguana!" she started, scolding Leon's father and swatting him over the head. "Not at the table."
The man lifted his gaze to the woman and offered a pathetic whimper. "But Aerith..." he tried, pleading slightly. "I need to look this over before it gets shipped off today." the woman's scowl intensified.
"Give it up dad, she's livid." Leon muttered, taking a seat at the table. His mother looked over at him and smiled sweetly.
"Good morning, sweetie. How'd you sleep?"
Leon shrugged, not really talkative in the mornings... or all day for that matter. His mother nodded.
"good good... say... Rinoa's parents stopped by earlier. They were wondering what you plan on doing once you get old enough."
The teen groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. Where was Sora to play distraction when he needed him?
"Oh come now, Leon. You know they like you. And Rinoa's very fond of you as well. I think you two'd make a lovely couple."
"Mother-"
"Leon. You're at the age where you need to start considering marriage. So is Rinoa. You, as the eldest son, have the responsibility to carry on the family name. Now I'm sure that your father could pull a few strings and set it up that you become his successor when he retires in a few years. You'd be set for life. And so would Rinoa..."
"What makes you think I even want to marry her?"
Aerith laughed, ruffling her son's hair. "Oh Leon, marriage isn't about what you want. It's about carrying on the blood line. Now, eat. Cid's waiting."
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"Mr. Valentine..." a girl's voice echoed, the girl raising her hand and waving it around wildly. The teacher, his back to the students as he put chalk to chalk board, sighed and closed his red eyes. He took a second before turning to face the young girl.
"Yes, Yuffie?"
"Riku's asleep again!" she tattled.
"What? How the hell can I be asleep if I'M the one that's been taking notes!?" the silver haired teen snapped back, glaring in annoyance. From his other side, Sora bit back a laugh that had begun to bubble to the surface. This earned him a warning glare from the taller teen, only causing him to fall out of his chair laughing.
The man sighed and closed his eyes once more, silently counting to ten. "Sora... please try to concentrate. You only have to survive fifteen more minutes, can you manage?" he asked, looking to his student, the brunet picking himself up once more and resuming his seat. The man nodded. "Thank you.... Riku, control your temper, and Yuffie. Stop trying to cause trouble."
He continued the lesson until the whistle of a train marked the end of class. He sighed, dismissing the students, silently glancing towards the tracks. The small town was run by the railroads. They were dependent on them for so many things... other wise... they were completely isolated, with a short growing season. If those rail roads broke down... they were on their own, all 37 people on their own in their small corner of the world. He shuddered. People always had a tendency to do this to themselves...
Running from the school house, Sora looked over to Riku, grinning. "I'm headed to the tracks to race the train in! Ya comin'!?" he called. The taller teen smirked.
"You're on!" he replied, both racing towards the tracks and the approaching train.
Their bare feet kicked up the dry dust and sand, the ground cracked and hard from months without rain. They continued, ignoring the occasional stone and instead, keeping focused on the approaching monster of black, roaring across the iron tracks.
They reached the side of the engine and looked up and towards the cars, quickly passing them as they struggled to run along side. Sora grinned, studying the shut doors until his eye caught on gold. He missed a step and stopped, eyes locking onto the image of a blond teen, leaning against one of the doors. With him were a few others. Sora wasn't exactly sure what they looked like or how many there were because Riku ran into him, knocking them both over and rolling down the slightly hill into the brush of dried grasses.
"Owie..." Sora whimpered, Riku getting off the younger and sighing.
"Klutz... what'd you stop for anyway?" he asked, holding out a hand to help the younger up. Sora accepted the hand, shrugging once back on his feet and dusting the dirt from his clothing.
"Thought I saw some one on the train..."
"What? Come on, Sora. You and I both know that Merlin doesn't let people into his rail cars..." Riku pointed out flatly. Sora sighed and shook his head.
"What ever. Come on, we're gonna miss him!"
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The train finally slowed, the four people on board calmly waiting for the train to come to a complete stop. It had been by pure miracle that they had managed to get a ride from the crotchety old conductor, but they had managed at the price of letting him cop a feel from the only girl in the group. Speaking of which...
"All right boys! Let's try and get some cash here!" she called over to the other three, two blonds and a red head. The eldest of the boys snorted.
"Tifa, calm. You know we'll get some cash here. So can we at least try and stay put for a while? I know Roxas is dying to talk to some one closer to his age, and Axel damn near burned down the train." He stated flatly. The woman frowned and looked him over before snorting.
"Fine... but we're leaving in a week..." she finally relented, crossing her arms over her well endowed chest.
The train finally came to a stop at the station and the four jumped from the car, nodding to the old man and calling out their thanks. He just grinned and waved, making his way into the station building. The tallest blond adjusted the guitar case hanging from his shoulder and looked around at the gathering people. They were staring at the small group, trying to figure out who these people were. The blond fidgeted. He knew he looked odd. Flaxen colored hair spiked up at weird angles, stunning blue eyes, pale complexion compared to the rest of the people down south, dark clothing, more leather than cotton, and the hints of a tattoo creeping up the back of his neck. A pierced ear only added to it.
Tifa even fit in better than he did. Her dark colored hair, brown almost black eyes, equally done tan. She was nearly any man's fantasy... almost. Beside her stood Axel, the only red head in the group. His green eyes smirked out above two triangle tattoos below his eyes. And finally, there was Roxas. He looked like a younger version of the other blond, fitting seeing as they were cousins.
Finally, a brave soul stepped forward and made their way over to the four. He was a tall, distinguished looking man. As he passed a few people, one reached out and whispered, "Laguana!" to him, almost worried. He just waved it off and made his way over, grinning.
"Welcome to Traverse Town! I'm Laguana, overseer of the railroads here." He greeted, offering a bow. Tifa blinked before smiling as well.
"I'm Tifa.. this is Axel, Roxas, and his cousin, Cloud. We're just passing through."
"Well you're welcome to stay as long as you need! We, sadly, do not have an inn though."
Tifa brightened at this. "That's all right. We haven't got any money so we were planning on just making camp outside of town."
Silence. Laguana blinked looking the four over. "Nonsense! We have plenty of rooms here! In fact, you can stay with my wife and I!"
"Well... that's very kind of you, but we're only here for a week at most..." Tifa stated, shocked into stuttering.
"A week is too long to sleep on the ground! You'll stay with us!"
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"LEON!" a raven haired teen ran into the garage, eyes wide and a grin plastered into place. "Leon! Dude! You have to come see this!"
The mentioned teen lifted his head and stopped what he was doing, blinking. "What?"
"Visitors, Leon! Visitors!" The teen cried, black hair windblown from having run there. His violet eyes were wide in excitement.
"Zach... what are you talkin-"
"Visitors! They arrived today on the train and your father's agreed to house them!"
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"SWEET!!! How long have you played?!" Sora asked, his voice carrying out of the kitchen and into the hall as Leon stepped inside the house. A soft chuckle sounded and a voice that stopped Leon's heart for a second floated to his ears.
"Ten years now...You want, I can teach you the basics..."
"REALLY!?!"
"Sora, calm down. There's no reason to make their ears bleed." his mother chastised.
"It's fine. Roxas used to sing off key in his sleep."
"Did not!"
"Quit denying it, kid."
"Did he ever grow out of it?" Aerith could be heard questioning. Another woman snorted, laughing slightly.
"Nah. He just sings on tune."
Leon stepped into the room, Zach peeking over his shoulder like a shy boy meeting a beautiful woman for the first time. The sight that greeted him was enough to steal hi breath away. There, directly across from him, was possibly the most beautiful creature he'd ever laid eyes on. And that beauty... was staring right back at him. Blue eyes sparkled with life, blond bangs falling before them like a veil of sunlight. Grey eyes locked with those blue orbs and suddenly everyone else in the room didn't exist.