NEVER GIVE UP
The flies were buzzing around dead bodies of
animals, while snakes and insects made their way through the grey grass, looking
for something alive, anything alive with whom survive the winter. But there was
nothing. It was all so…dead…unliving…
The once green and vibrating country was
unmoving; it was like the time stopped working, like one of that old photos
from 19th century; grey, far, unreal.
But that was the real problem, it was real.
Everything was empty, sad. Black trees with no more leaves left on their
branches were screaming their pain like lost soul in the middle of the night.
Owls were standing straight and cold on the top
of them, looking everything from up above.
The country wasn't more the country. It was
something not even Virgilius could definite country. A country is a green,
peaceful world, not a grey graveyard.
A pale sun appeared through the clouds, lightning
a little the shadows of the rocks and of the nude trees.
It had been a terrible year. For the farmers at
least. Rich people didn't care. They owned everything, even poor people's
lives.
Whole families had been devastated. They had no
food, and the men were always trying to find something between the rests of the
once growing.
The famine had ruined their lives. The children
needed to eat, and their parents were desperate. They tried to find another job
moving to the city, but they weren't always successful. Even the eldest sons
went to find a job to help their family.
One of them were the Ishidas.
Before the famine, they lived happily in a
little cottage, with a small field to survive, but the catastrophe hit them
too. The father, Masaharu, had died of pellagra, leaving his eldest son,
Yamato, to be the man of the house and to help his mother, Natsuko and his
little brother Takeru, who was only 13.
At the beginning it wasn't so hard, but then
the pressures were just too much to bear with. They needed help, a concrete
help, but they were too proud to admit that. Their friends, the Tachikawa, once
tried to help them, but they politely refused. They couldn't accept their
money.
But now times were getting harder. Really
harder. Not even the Tachikawa could stand that poverty, they had already left
their house for the city. The Ishidas tried to keep up. They never gave up.
Until Natsuko got ill. The symptoms were
unmistakable; beri-beri. It was long time the ate properly, and the food they
could get was not even imaginable for a family with three people, one of whom
seriously ill.
So Yamato decided to move to the city to find a
job. Whatever job he could, to save his mother. He had to leave his brother
with her. He didn't dare take his family with himself, he wasn't sure he could
find a place where live or even rest. No, he had to leave them at the cottage,
for their safety. He had to.
His brother tried to protest when Yamato told
him his decisions, but now nothing could stop him. Takeru sadly nodded,
promising his big brother to take care of their mother.
The boys looked both sad. They hugged until
they could not breathe properly, the pain to bear was too much.
Then, with tears in his eyes and an image of
his brother and his mother engraved in his mind, Yamato left his house and his
life behind.
End of Chapter One
Teti= all right minna if you want me to
continue this series you only have to tell me that using the little purple box
here.
And there's a thing I have to absolutely ask
you.
I intend to make this a YAOI, no doubts about
that. The problem is, the pairing; I already know that it will include Yamato
and he will be the ukimi. But, and I ask you to do this, you have to tell me
who will be the seme.
I want to make this a Taito or Kenato, I'm just
undecided.
So, what should I do? A classic Taito or a new
Kenato? You decide, I don't.
I think I'll continue writing this next
week-end, so vote until Saturday, then I'll know who the main couple is.
Review please!!