Disclaimer: don't own The Giver or anything in it. Just the plot...yeah
that's about it...
Summary: Jonas stops taking his pill, he still has his training with The Giver, but as he stops taking his pill he comes upon feelings for someone and is confused. Slash (you'll probably already know who the guy is) m/m don't like don't read go back.
Asher might be a bit OOC because he doesn't mix up words just as much ^_^;
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Losing The Grip of The Rules
Jonas lay in his bed at his sleeping area staring at the ceiling thinking about the dream he just had.
It seemed so...........different from the others.
It had been three years ever since Jonas began his training as The Receiver of Memories with The Giver. He had stopped taking his daily pill, which he was supposed to take every morning to stop his stirrings.
After receiving so many different memories of the past from the giver, Jonas wanted to change the community, to let it feel true emotions, see colors, make choices, become less perfect because right know, in Jonas' opinion, this perfect world, was a nightmare.
He now knew that his parents lie to him, as do all of the other adults. He never forgot the day when he saw his father-no-that man, kill that baby with the needle and acting as though it were just an everyday thing.
Jonas closed his eyes and tried to think of something other than that, if he'd have thought more, he'd remember about that awful memory of the dying boy in the war that Jonas saw.
He thought back to the dream he just had. Besides feeling his stirrings as usual, Jonas felt....excited, complete, happy...
'But,' he thought frowning a little, 'it was different...Giver showed me memories of love of all kinds, and yet this one is similar to the one he showed me a few days ago...'
His frown deepened as he tried to think of a word to fit what he had dreamt. '......This was different, very different, it gave me a deeper feeling then that other memory...but is it wrong? Giver just showed that one memory and I don't know what this meant because.....this had been with a boy...is it against the rules to love someone of the same gender? I'll have to look it up in the rule book...I just hope it's not illegal.'
* * *
Asher quickly opened his eyes and sat up feeling shocked and strange. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and looked at the clock on the wall opposite him. It was still too early to go get ready for school.
'What did that dream mean?' he thought as he got out of bed and made his way to the bathroom.
There was a mirror there, but Asher never looked at himself, this time he did, he studied he features, his eyes, the shape of his nose, lips, teeth, hair, and skin. But there was something still bothering him.
In his dream he saw something different; he couldn't find a word to it because he didn't know what it meant.
In his dream he was staring at his reflection in the river....his face had changed, along with his eyes, his hair, and tunic. The water had also changed as well.
"What did it mean?" frowned Asher as looked closely in the mirror hoping to see it again.
There was someone else in the dream, someone Asher couldn't see but he could feel the person massage his shoulders making him very comfortable, Asher was about to look at the person when he suddenly woke up.
He felt angered with himself that he had not seen the persons face. 'Too bad I have to tell this dream to my family...I don't want to share it...something about it feels like it should be kept private,' thought Asher as he brushed his teeth absentmindedly.
'Why did everything change? What was that stuff on my face? I wish I could have seen the person!'
After brushing his teeth, dressing for school and combing his hair for school, Asher went to the eating area where his parents and younger sister, Phillipa, a four, were waiting.
"This is surprising, how come we were first to sit here before you?" said Asher's Mother looking mildly amused and surprised.
"I've been thinking about the dream I had last night," said Asher as he sat down and started eating his toast.
"Yes, now that you've reminded us, who wants to go first?" asked Asher's Father.
"I'll go," said Mother. Everyone turned to listen to her quietly. "Well I had dreamt that I was being released...the Chief Elder said I had failed to finish building the Medical building and because of that, I was released...but I never saw Elsewhere because I had woken up."
"It seems that you'll have to work harder in finishing the Medical Building so that you won't be released, it's probably a warning for something," said Phillipa as she took a sip from her orange juice looking bored with everything as she usually was, she may be a four, but she was wise beyond her years and she was always calm and collected with everything.
In the end it was Father who solved the problem. After Mother it was Phillipa who had said that she dreamt that even though she was number seventeen, she had been called first to the stage for her assignment in The Ceremony of Twelve. It would two more weeks until the Ceremonies would come and she would be a five.
Father said he didn't have a dream and they all turned Asher who was absentmindedly playing with his food lazily.
"Asher?" said Mother calmly.
Asher looked up. "What? Oh! Oh, it was just those dreams that awakened my stirrings."
"What was it?" asked Phillipa eyeing Asher suspiciously; Asher usually liked telling his dreams so Phillipa already knew he was hiding something.
"W-well...in my dream...I was looking through my reflection in the river, my face, hair, everything around me was changed, it was all different...and there was someone messaging my-"
"Massaging, I apologize for interrupting," said Phillipa.
"I accept your Apology...well the person was massaging my shoulders and before I could see the person I woke up."
Phillipa frowned. "Your features changed? How?"
"It wasn't the same, I don't know how to name it...I don't think there's a name for it," frowned Asher.
"You took you're pill?" asked Father.
"Yes," murmured Asher, not aware at what he was answering to.
"Well then, get you're folders for school then," said Mother putting all the leftovers on the tray and walking with it to the front door.
Asher raised an eyebrow but did as he was told; he wanted to know so badly what the change meant.
* * *
"Jonas can I ask you something? I apologize if it's rude," said Asher when he caught up with him with his bike on their way to school.
"Sure what is it?" shrugged Jonas.
"You remember what you asked me when we were elevens and you said that apple changed?"
"Yeah why?"
"What did it look like?"
Jonas raised his eyebrows.
"I apologize for being rude!" said Asher hurriedly.
"No, don't apologize to me please? That's getting annoying."
"But we-"
"I don't go by them."
"But-"
"I'm not supposed to tell you...but I can tell you about the apple."
Asher listened but was a bit shocked when he found out that Jonas wasn't following the rules. Was he breaking ALL of them?
"It had changed to green."
"Green? What's green?"
"A color."
"A what?"
"Why did you ask me about the apple?"
"Because I thought the same thing happened in my dream-"
"What did you see?"
"Well...everything around me was different, I looked at myself in the reflection of the river and saw myself differently."
"Did you see the grass?"
"Yeah, that changed too."
"It's the color green, grass is green as well as all the other plants."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Why can't I see it now?"
"Because you and everyone else are color blind."
"Pardon?"
"You can't see colors."
"And you can?"
"Yeah...don't you wish that things were different in this community?"
"Not really...aside from this 'color blind' thing, I think everything here's perfecto."
"Perfect."
"I nicknamed it, whatever..."
"Have you ever seen a release?"
"No why?"
"Just wondering."
"Ok...I wonder how my Ceremony of Release will be like when I'm an elder and ready to be released."
"You won't like it."
"What do you mean?"
"I saw someone getting released, I'd rather run off to elsewhere than to ever receive my release."
Asher looked at Jonas shocked. "Are you ok Jonas?"
"I'm fine, but I suppose you wouldn't mind your Ceremonial Release since you won't have an emotion about-"
"OH NO!!!!"
Jonas looked at Asher blankly. They had just arrived at school when he had said it.
"What's wrong?" Jonas asked.
"I forgot to take my pill! I have to go back!" said Asher turning his bike around, Jonas quickly wheeled his bike in front of Asher and blocked him. "What?"
"Don't take the pill for today...see how today goes with your stirrings."
"But that's against the-"
"Rules, I know, 'if I don't follow them I'll be chastised and blah, blah, blah'"
"You haven't been taking your pill?"
"No, so?"
"But-but you'll-"
"Just go through today without the pill and see how things go, if you don't like it, then tomorrow you can go back to your pill taking ok?"
Asher looked at Jonas between worry and apprehensiveness. "...Ok...I'll try..."
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Well? Should I continue? Read and Review please!!!
Summary: Jonas stops taking his pill, he still has his training with The Giver, but as he stops taking his pill he comes upon feelings for someone and is confused. Slash (you'll probably already know who the guy is) m/m don't like don't read go back.
Asher might be a bit OOC because he doesn't mix up words just as much ^_^;
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Losing The Grip of The Rules
Jonas lay in his bed at his sleeping area staring at the ceiling thinking about the dream he just had.
It seemed so...........different from the others.
It had been three years ever since Jonas began his training as The Receiver of Memories with The Giver. He had stopped taking his daily pill, which he was supposed to take every morning to stop his stirrings.
After receiving so many different memories of the past from the giver, Jonas wanted to change the community, to let it feel true emotions, see colors, make choices, become less perfect because right know, in Jonas' opinion, this perfect world, was a nightmare.
He now knew that his parents lie to him, as do all of the other adults. He never forgot the day when he saw his father-no-that man, kill that baby with the needle and acting as though it were just an everyday thing.
Jonas closed his eyes and tried to think of something other than that, if he'd have thought more, he'd remember about that awful memory of the dying boy in the war that Jonas saw.
He thought back to the dream he just had. Besides feeling his stirrings as usual, Jonas felt....excited, complete, happy...
'But,' he thought frowning a little, 'it was different...Giver showed me memories of love of all kinds, and yet this one is similar to the one he showed me a few days ago...'
His frown deepened as he tried to think of a word to fit what he had dreamt. '......This was different, very different, it gave me a deeper feeling then that other memory...but is it wrong? Giver just showed that one memory and I don't know what this meant because.....this had been with a boy...is it against the rules to love someone of the same gender? I'll have to look it up in the rule book...I just hope it's not illegal.'
* * *
Asher quickly opened his eyes and sat up feeling shocked and strange. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and looked at the clock on the wall opposite him. It was still too early to go get ready for school.
'What did that dream mean?' he thought as he got out of bed and made his way to the bathroom.
There was a mirror there, but Asher never looked at himself, this time he did, he studied he features, his eyes, the shape of his nose, lips, teeth, hair, and skin. But there was something still bothering him.
In his dream he saw something different; he couldn't find a word to it because he didn't know what it meant.
In his dream he was staring at his reflection in the river....his face had changed, along with his eyes, his hair, and tunic. The water had also changed as well.
"What did it mean?" frowned Asher as looked closely in the mirror hoping to see it again.
There was someone else in the dream, someone Asher couldn't see but he could feel the person massage his shoulders making him very comfortable, Asher was about to look at the person when he suddenly woke up.
He felt angered with himself that he had not seen the persons face. 'Too bad I have to tell this dream to my family...I don't want to share it...something about it feels like it should be kept private,' thought Asher as he brushed his teeth absentmindedly.
'Why did everything change? What was that stuff on my face? I wish I could have seen the person!'
After brushing his teeth, dressing for school and combing his hair for school, Asher went to the eating area where his parents and younger sister, Phillipa, a four, were waiting.
"This is surprising, how come we were first to sit here before you?" said Asher's Mother looking mildly amused and surprised.
"I've been thinking about the dream I had last night," said Asher as he sat down and started eating his toast.
"Yes, now that you've reminded us, who wants to go first?" asked Asher's Father.
"I'll go," said Mother. Everyone turned to listen to her quietly. "Well I had dreamt that I was being released...the Chief Elder said I had failed to finish building the Medical building and because of that, I was released...but I never saw Elsewhere because I had woken up."
"It seems that you'll have to work harder in finishing the Medical Building so that you won't be released, it's probably a warning for something," said Phillipa as she took a sip from her orange juice looking bored with everything as she usually was, she may be a four, but she was wise beyond her years and she was always calm and collected with everything.
In the end it was Father who solved the problem. After Mother it was Phillipa who had said that she dreamt that even though she was number seventeen, she had been called first to the stage for her assignment in The Ceremony of Twelve. It would two more weeks until the Ceremonies would come and she would be a five.
Father said he didn't have a dream and they all turned Asher who was absentmindedly playing with his food lazily.
"Asher?" said Mother calmly.
Asher looked up. "What? Oh! Oh, it was just those dreams that awakened my stirrings."
"What was it?" asked Phillipa eyeing Asher suspiciously; Asher usually liked telling his dreams so Phillipa already knew he was hiding something.
"W-well...in my dream...I was looking through my reflection in the river, my face, hair, everything around me was changed, it was all different...and there was someone messaging my-"
"Massaging, I apologize for interrupting," said Phillipa.
"I accept your Apology...well the person was massaging my shoulders and before I could see the person I woke up."
Phillipa frowned. "Your features changed? How?"
"It wasn't the same, I don't know how to name it...I don't think there's a name for it," frowned Asher.
"You took you're pill?" asked Father.
"Yes," murmured Asher, not aware at what he was answering to.
"Well then, get you're folders for school then," said Mother putting all the leftovers on the tray and walking with it to the front door.
Asher raised an eyebrow but did as he was told; he wanted to know so badly what the change meant.
* * *
"Jonas can I ask you something? I apologize if it's rude," said Asher when he caught up with him with his bike on their way to school.
"Sure what is it?" shrugged Jonas.
"You remember what you asked me when we were elevens and you said that apple changed?"
"Yeah why?"
"What did it look like?"
Jonas raised his eyebrows.
"I apologize for being rude!" said Asher hurriedly.
"No, don't apologize to me please? That's getting annoying."
"But we-"
"I don't go by them."
"But-"
"I'm not supposed to tell you...but I can tell you about the apple."
Asher listened but was a bit shocked when he found out that Jonas wasn't following the rules. Was he breaking ALL of them?
"It had changed to green."
"Green? What's green?"
"A color."
"A what?"
"Why did you ask me about the apple?"
"Because I thought the same thing happened in my dream-"
"What did you see?"
"Well...everything around me was different, I looked at myself in the reflection of the river and saw myself differently."
"Did you see the grass?"
"Yeah, that changed too."
"It's the color green, grass is green as well as all the other plants."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Why can't I see it now?"
"Because you and everyone else are color blind."
"Pardon?"
"You can't see colors."
"And you can?"
"Yeah...don't you wish that things were different in this community?"
"Not really...aside from this 'color blind' thing, I think everything here's perfecto."
"Perfect."
"I nicknamed it, whatever..."
"Have you ever seen a release?"
"No why?"
"Just wondering."
"Ok...I wonder how my Ceremony of Release will be like when I'm an elder and ready to be released."
"You won't like it."
"What do you mean?"
"I saw someone getting released, I'd rather run off to elsewhere than to ever receive my release."
Asher looked at Jonas shocked. "Are you ok Jonas?"
"I'm fine, but I suppose you wouldn't mind your Ceremonial Release since you won't have an emotion about-"
"OH NO!!!!"
Jonas looked at Asher blankly. They had just arrived at school when he had said it.
"What's wrong?" Jonas asked.
"I forgot to take my pill! I have to go back!" said Asher turning his bike around, Jonas quickly wheeled his bike in front of Asher and blocked him. "What?"
"Don't take the pill for today...see how today goes with your stirrings."
"But that's against the-"
"Rules, I know, 'if I don't follow them I'll be chastised and blah, blah, blah'"
"You haven't been taking your pill?"
"No, so?"
"But-but you'll-"
"Just go through today without the pill and see how things go, if you don't like it, then tomorrow you can go back to your pill taking ok?"
Asher looked at Jonas between worry and apprehensiveness. "...Ok...I'll try..."
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Well? Should I continue? Read and Review please!!!