Chapter 1: The Childhood Passings.
Gojyo's Point Of View.
A/N: I came up with this Valentines Day morning. I thought it was so cute, and I should have written it immediately. But, I suck. So how about we continue? I really hope this turns out to be really good.
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I looked over my shoulder as I was running.
Shit...
They were getting closer.
I was breathing really hard. I felt like I had been running for miles. My feetsoles were bleeding. One of them took my shoes and this was a rocky road. I felt a rock hit my calif and I whimpered.
It hit a fresh wound.
I wanted to cry so bad.
Jien said I shouldn't cry. But as I remembered his words, the tears rushed down my cheek. I was so tired of this. Running for my life just because my hair and eyes.
I could dye my hair, and pray for a new eye color, but that won't change what I am.
I screamed as I tripped over an upturned root. I gasped as I looked up, and they surrounded me. Their bodies towering over me, blocked the sun. I cried harder.
" Look, the half-breed does have feelings." One of them snickered, jabbing me in the ribs with a stick. I winced.
" I didn't know they could feel." One of them laughed, throwing a rock at my head. I whimpered and started to cry again.
" Kenren, you dissapoint me."
Who was that voice? I looked up. It wasn't any of the children that had towered over me. That voice sounded like an older man. My eyebrows knitted together in confusion, but quickly I went back to my normal facial expression, fear.
They had their way with me, scratching, jabbing and kicking at me. And as they ran off, I rolled over onto my pounding back and looked at the sky.
" Is that all you have, general?"
That voice again. I looked around, and nobody was there. It had to be my imagination. Maybe because my loss of blood, I am starting to hear voices. Maybe I am dying? I closed my eyes.
" Kenren, love, you are not dying again on me. We haven't even met again."
What? Who are you?
" Look up."
I opened my eyes slowly, to see a pair of emerald eyes shining at me, brunette bangs tickling my forehead. That's how close he was to me. I blushed, and so did he. 10 year old boys are not supposed to be that close to each other.
" Why are you lying on the ground?" The brunette boy asked.
" I just got my ass kicked." I grumbled sarcastically, rolling my eyes.
He smiled, " I know, you're covered in bruises."
" You wanna add to them too?" I asked. " Do it now, while I am numb."
" Why would I do that?" He perked an eyebrow.
I looked at him as if he was an idiot. Didn't he know what I was? " I am a half-breed." I said, sitting up.
" So?" He shrugged.
My eyes widened. This is the first time I had met somebody, who didn't care. Who said basically, " So what if you're different?"
" What's your name?" I asked shyly, with a smile.
" Gonou." He said.
" I'm Gojyo." I smiled.
Gonou's eyebrows perked up, " Want me to help you with your wounds?"
I don't think my smile could have gotten any bigger. I stood up as best I could, and he took my hand. We walked over to a nearby stream, and he cleaned my wounds for me, wrapping them with the sleeves on his sweatshirt until I could get home. We didn't talk, until he spoke.
" This is strange." Gonou said.
" Why?" I asked.
" I have been in this village only a week, with my sister, Kanan, since she is doing bible study." He started off, " And this whole time, I have heard weird voices."
" Really?" I blinked.
" Yeah." He nodded.
" That's been happening to me too." I nodded back, " This whole week."
" But, this voice, it keeps calling me Tenpou."
" My voice calls me Kenren." I said in a boasting tone, as if my voice was cooler.
" That's strange." Gonou said, finishing the last cut on my arm. " Is that better?"
" Much." I said. " Thank you."
" It's no problem, you make it sound like nobody has helped you at all before."
" Cause...that's true." I said, looking down at the water as I submerged my toes.
" What?"
" Nothing, it's nothing." I smiled.
" Well, I had better go." He said, " Kanan might scold me."
" Okay." I said sadly.
" I hope we meet again someday!" He waved. " And as my sister would say, may god be with you."
" I hope we meet again too!" I yelled for him as he ran off.
Though, with this kid, I felt like we had already known each other for a long, long time.
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A/N: Did you enjoy? I MAY continue.