Word:: Never Again
Five year old Kyo Sohma sat at the old wooden table. He concentrated on one of the worn corners of said furniture, until a plate clanked in front of him.
"Here you go, Kyo," his kind master said, "and before you complain, you have to try the food first."
"...What is that?" The boy asked. The man let out a kind chuckle.
"They're called leeks. You might like them!"
Kyo received a pat on the head, before gulping in disgust. Here goes nothing. A shaky fork slowly squished into the stewed leek, and the young orange-top then hesitantly brought the utensil to his lips. With an unsure look to his master, Kyo finally parted his mouth, forcing the leeks in.
After a silent second of chewing, Kyo violently spit out the disgusting vegetable, and continued to gag on the the terrible taste. He happened to manage two words before fainting from the nauseous flavor.
"NEVER AGAIN!"
