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London, England

November 25

1:30 PM

Well, here I am.

Alone once more.

Just got cheated on again by my umpteenth girlfriend.

Am I that bad of a boyfriend?

I don't think so.

Am I that bad in bed?

Hmm.

Well, I do know I'm an awful driver. That's it.

What awful sin did I commit to have this terrible fate?

Am I destined to become a bachelor forever? Am I meant to spend the rest of my life all alone?

God, I hope not.

Heathrow Airport

November 26

5:42 P.M.

I just got tickets for Japan. I woke up this morning, suddenly realizing how much I miss my old relatives back there even though I haven't contacted them for the past, I don't know, DECADE?! I was fourteen the last time I saw my uncles and aunts and cousins and grandparents (I don't even know if they're still alive. My grandparents, I mean.). But I did get tickets for Osaka, Japan, which, my ever-supportive parents have told me (even though they were baffled when they found out about my sudden decision to go to Japan), is where my Uncle Taji lives. Hopefully, I will get my much-needed peace and relaxation there. And, hopefully, there, I will be able to mend my broken heart and perhaps, get a steady girlfriend who can understand AND speak English (This will be a requirement since my Japanese is very bad, due to the fact that my Japanese father taught me very little of it, plus, I grew up here in England.). I totally have no idea what I'm going to do there. Maybe go sightseeing--well, okay--look for babes. I heard there are plenty of pretty Japanese women. Just got to see them for myself.

Osaka Airport, Osaka, Japan

November 27

8:32 PM

Just arrived in Japan. Man, am I regretting what I have just done. Maybe I should have just stayed there in England and get my heart broken again. Wait, that would be awful but, when I think about it now, it's much better that way. I feel sostrange right now with all these people around me, speaking a language I can barely understand. Man. Why oh why did my stupid mind ever think about going here?? What the hell is wrong with me?? Oh. Look. I see a sign.

HIIRAGIZAWA ERIOL

Hey. That's my name. There's a huge sign with my name horribly written in it. The writer is obviously Japanese but hey, it's the thought that counts, right? As I approach the old man holding the sign, I see him looking me up and down, as if he was checking me out and then, a smile spreads across his face.

"Hiiragizawa Eriol?"

"Uhh. Yes?"

The old man's smile grows wider.

"Du yu stil rimember meh?"

So Japanese.

"Uncle Taji Hiiragizawa?" I ask as if unsure.

Right now, he is grinning fro ear to ear.

"Hai. Yu rimember meh!"

Uncle Taji suddenly opens his arms wide and envelops me in a huge bear hug. I, of course, hug him back.

I just hope no one thinks we're gay.

Notes:

-Review.

-The story is not in a diary format. Eriol is not writing in a diary. It's just like that to let you readers know where Eriol is since he will be in a lot of places throughout the course of the story.

-Eriol is half-Japanese, okay?

-Our leading lady will, hopefully, be in the next chapter.

-For those who haven't noticed this story is AU. Strictly ET. Has OCs and the characters may be OOC here.

-Got it?