Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation!
Pairings: None right NOW :P
Warnings: POV, teeange/adult issues, romance, angst - life in general is a warning
Author's Notes: It was requested by a lot of people, so I decided to write a multi-part continuation of my fic 'Beautiful Child'. This is going to cover the course of a few years, shifting between first and third person. However, any first person will be Tatsuha. I have future pairings and happenings planned out in my head, but for now, they shall remain a secret! Here is Tatsuha's life after he decides to leave the temple, his family, and the life he's always known. Reviews are much loved!
Enjoy!
Prologue
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Running. It's become a nasty little habit of mine.
Doesn't matter where or why, I just tend to end up doing it. Whether it's running to or from something, running has become my gut reaction to a lot of things. I'm not trying to say I'm a coward or wuss or any of that crap – 'cause I'm not – it's just easier to deal with things if you, well, don't have to deal with them.
And I was sick of dealing with things, believe me.
I was so sick, in fact, that I decided to start running. And…looking back on it, I've been running ever since.
Now, that sounds like a good Hollywood angsting storyline, doesn't it? I probably should write a novel or something on it. But then I'd been tiptoeing on my brother's forte. Don't call me a follower. Maybe a movie, instead. That way I can hire some gorgeous actor to play me, get the girl, and ride off into the Christmas Tree light sunset.
The more I think about it, the more I realize how stupid that sounds. Let's just get to the whole running from life thing. Back to my angsting shit, because dammit, I'm allowed to every once in a while too, you know?
Running. I've been doing a lot of that over the years, since I ran from home. I just never imagined it would be bring me here, at twenty-two. And I never imagined I would ever run from him…