Hello, again people! I do not own Tales of Symphonia. Hmm, what happens if you forget to say that?

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Two weeks after Yuan's violent attack, the boys lay sleeping soundly in their room. Two seconds later Kratos sat straight up in bed.

" Wake up Yuan! It's the last day of school. Wake up, wake up, WAKE UP!" Kratos shouted. He was now standing besides Yuan shaking the poor half elf violently. Yuan stared at him groggily.

" Th' 'larm clock go off yet?" He asked rubbing his eyes sleepily.

" Nope, but it's about to," Kratos answered, and after only a brief moment, the alarm rung. Yuan was briefly impressed ( he had yet to grasp how people read clocks), however he was soon glaring at Kratos who was doing a little dance at the foot of the bed. Yuan liked sleep and every second counted, more over he couldn't understand why Kratos was up. Yuan generally got up when the alarm went off, Kratos didn't get up until Yuan was done with his morning chores.

" Why are you so happy?" Yuan asked, pulling himself from the bed.

" It's the last day of school," Kratos replied, grinning in a way that Yuan found unholy at that time in the morning.

" You like school! You shouldn't be this damn happy," Yuan grumbled.

" I don't know, you're supposed to be happy on the last day of school. That's just how it is," Kratos replied. Yuan rolled his eyes and headed towards the bathroom to draw up the bath.

" Oh, I'll do that, you can comb your hair," Kratos gathered his clothes, and skipped into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Yuan shook his head, but began to comb his hair anyway. Ever since he had begun staying in the mansion he had become rather fond of it. His new way of life allowed him to wash it every night with such inventions as shampoo and conditioner. And every morning he would comb it dutifully. After his hair was combed, Yuan headed downstairs to make breakfast., before he could, however, Kratos was besides him.

" That was fast," Yuan observed, but he got no response. When the two boys had reached the downstairs Kratos started to head for the door.

" What about breakfast?" Yuan asked following him.

" It's the last day of school," came Kratos's reply. Yuan raised an eyebrow, but asked no further questions. Kratos kept up a quick pace until they reached the town. It was still rather early, and Yuan still couldn't figure out why they needed to be there at such an hour. Kratos glanced around quickly before grabbing Yuan's wrist and pulling him down a seemingly random street. Soon they reached a part of the town that smelled very good, and Kratos pulled Yuan into a close shop.

The shop smelled like heaven. The smell of everything Yuan had ever wanted to eat filled his nostrils.

" Where are we, Kratos?" Yuan asked breathing deeply.

" This is the best bakery in town. On the last day of school I like to get breakfast here," As he spoke Kratos pulled a large wad of cash out of his pocket and took two bills. Yuan was beginning to get the idea that, with a large amount of money, any day could be made into a holiday. He wondered what Kratos was going to buy. Just as he was about to ask, Kratos posed a similar question.

" What do you want to eat, Yuan?" Yuan stared. Even through out all their time together, Kratos had never offered to buy him anything. Along with education, humans kept half-elves down through financial superiority. Standing there holding out gald, Kratos was overstepping the second boundary, and he didn't seem to give it a second thought. Breaking his gaze, Yuan turned to look at what the bakery had to offer. He had never, seen so much food, and the idea that he could have anything there sent his head spinning. His eyes caught a specifically large pastry.

" What is that?" Yuan asked, trying to act as Kratos.

" Oh, that's a cinnamon bun. It's the biggest one they make, I've always wanted to buy it, but it's just to big," Kratos responded. Yuan nodded, although he was looking at the bun that rivaled the size of the nearby cakes, his mind was on Kratos. He had decided Kratos didn't get it. That money was something he was so used to he didn't understand its importance.

" Oh, Yuan! Why don't we split it?" Kratos said as if he had just come up with the best idea ever. Yuan nodded his ascent to this plan, and Kratos happily went over to the counter. After receiving the giant cinnamon bun Kratos returned to Yuan's side. Carefully the little human tore the food in half. He handed the slightly larger piece to his slave and together they left the store. As they walked towards the school Yuan felt as if everyone was staring. He couldn't help but think how odd they must have looked, a human and a half elf sharing breakfast. On the other hand, this was best thing he had ever eaten. It wasn't long before Yuan finished his meal, and they reached the school.

" See you after school, Yuan!" Kratos told him, handing over the rest of his bun and entering the building.

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Yuan was sleeping with his head leaning against the schoolhouse when a loud noise awoke him. A moment later all the children seemed to leave the school as one. He stood with his head cocked looking for Kratos. He wondered to himself how they could hate education so much. He was shaken from his thoughts by the sight of his friend and walked over to him.

" We're free for the summer! It's just you, me, and the clubhouse for the next two months," Kratos said with a grin, " But first, ice cream!"

" What's ice cream, and where do you get ice in the summer?" Yuan asked.

" There's still so much to teach you," Kratos said shaking his head.

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The first few weeks of summer were happy ones for the two boys. Kratos had introduced Yuan to math, which the half elf found he was rather fond of. Kratos was rather shocked by Yuan's fondness for numbers, saying that he himself, rather disliked math.

As Yuan began to understand math, he began to understand the plans for the hole a lot better also. This was a good thing, as he had begun to help Kratos with it's creation. It was coming along quite splendidly and Kratos had already ordered the supplies necessary for furnishing it. Together they would spend all day working on their creation, taking breaks only to work on Yuan's lessons. But they always found that they wanted to work on it more.

So one day Yuan suggested they camp out. Kratos was skeptical at first, saying that Yuan might get sick again or that they might get eaten by a terrible monster. But eventually Yuan persuaded Kratos, and Kratos persuaded his mother, and the two boys were out working pat dusk.

" I hope it doesn't rain," Kratos said as he lay his sleeping bag down next to Yuan's.

" Aw, don't worry about it, Kratos. It won't rain I can sense it. Besides, we can just pray to Undine and ask her to keep it dry,".

" Yuan, do you believe in summon spirits?" Kratos asked raising an eyebrow at his friend.

" Of course," Yuan responded.

" But they can't be real,".

" Yes they can, and they are. You humans don't believe anything you can't see. Half-elves on the other hand give respect where it belongs. We got churches to the summon spirits and everything," Yuan told him.

" I didn't know that. I knew humans used to worship them, but we stopped. Although we still have some of the holidays, we just celebrate them no one believes them,".

" So you celebrate the day of Celsius?"

" Yeah, we have a huge party at my house. Just you wait Yuan it's the best thing ever. All the guest rooms in the castle are filled, my dad brings all sorts of army friends. The whole town comes, it's amazing," Kratos smiled and his eyes shined as he explained the festivities.

" Sounds exciting," Yuan said. "We just gathered at the church back home and people sang and stuff. I remember…"

" Oh,wow!" Kratos interrupted. He had just lay down and was now staring at the sky.

" What?" Yuan asked looking up, he saw nothing but stars.

" They're beautiful aren't they. You know Yuan I don't think I've ever really looked at the stars before," Yuan watched curiously as his friend spoke. Sure the stars looked nice, but Kratos was completely enthralled. Yuan shrugged and snuggled down into his blanket. He began to read some of the books Kratos had brought out for him. They weren't very interesting, but still it was fun just to be reading. Eventually Kratos, too, began to read. Although every time he'd turn the page he'd take a moment to admire the stars.

A long time passed while the two boys read, until Kratos broke the silence.

" Too bad," He said.

" Too bad what? Yuan asked.

" Well in the book I was reading these two friends found out they were long lost brothers,".

" What's so bad about that?" Yuan questioned, unable to get the flow of what his friend was saying.

" Well, it's too bad that we can't be long lost brothers, because we're different species," Both boys were quiet for awhile after that, each lost in their thoughts.

" Hey Kratos, I got an idea. Do you have anything sharp in your pack ,like a needle?" Yuan watched as Kratos fumbled though the large bag of things which he had brought from the house. Kratos pulled a little sewing kit from the bag.

" Kratos, we're within sprinting distance of your house," Yuan said in an exasperated manner. " Oh, never mind just come here."

" Okay, Kratos hold out your hand. We're gonna be blood brothers. Do you know what that means,". Kratos shook his head. " I'm going to poke both our fingers and then we're going to squish them together."

" Won't that hurt?" Kratos asked.

" Do you want o be brothers?". Kratos put out his hand bravely. Quickly Yuan performed his task, and the boys completed their ritual.

" Now we're brothers!" Yuan proclaimed, and Kratos smiled at him despite the slight pain. They laid down again, now in better spirits. Kratos turned off the little lamp he had dragged outside, and looked up at the stars again.

" How many do you think there are?" He asked.

" A lot. Now go to sleep,"

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The other day in study hall I planned out the rest of the story, chapter by chapter. I have officially decided to do all the Kharlan war-Mithos jazz, as a sequel. However, I will still be skipping a relatively large amount of time at one point, to where our boys are teenagers ( I will do this in about three chapters.) Anyway now that it's planned I should go faster. There won't be any sitting there staring at the screen and drooling… well less of that anyway…

Also I got a question about when the swords will come into play. I intend to do so after skipping the aforementioned "relatively large amount of time". I also intend to do some things with magic then also. I don't trust small children with weapons.

I apologize to any of you who are impatient for Mithos and Martel, but there's still a lot of stuff I want to do before that. Including both the teenage part and child part, I intend to have about 26 chapters in all. So you can count down if you want to… Oh yes, and don't dothe blood brothers thing, you'll get aids.