Flowering Petals
Chapter 1: Placed in My Mists
A small child lays unconscious on the ground. His body is bruised and bloody from a group of harsh children. Brown hair was matted onto his forehead and a shadow soon descended over him.
"Tsk. Your too gentle, Syaoran -kun. Letting those children walk all over you over and over again. Are my lessons held in such distain now?" A tall man with black hair asked, his brown "eyes" curiously regarding the boy.
A small groan was heard before Syaoran rolled over onto his stomach and pushed himself to his feet. The man made no attempts to help him up but instead, looked on with an air of superiority.
Similar "eyes" looked up with strong determination that lit them up from the heart.
"Mr-.. Father always says not to hurt anyone but to only use self defense. So I didn't do anything except.. run." The boy whispered, his bottom lip trembling. He was hurting, but wouldn't say so.
"You lack the ability to know when to use that 'self defense'. Give up on forcing yourself to be so appeasable to others, you aren't. Place your trust in yourself and in no other, and you might survive." The man resolved, his eyes intent on the boy's.
"In myself and no one else. Isn't there… no other way, anyways?" Syaoran whispered, his past experiences flooding back into his mind.
The man smirked and nodded slightly.
"Good. You understand exactly. Trust only yourself and.." He placed a hand on Syaoran's shoulder, not caring if the boy was wincing in pain.
"Give me your all so one day you can be strong."
"Yes, Seishiro-san."
Note: A small introduction chapter, and you'll know who my two main characters are for this story. Hopefully will have a nice amount of chapters soon, and I'm working on the second one. Tell me if you like.