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NOTE: Part 1 of the first short story titled 'Possessive Boy'. It's basically just an intro to it... Hmm dunno why I broke the story up, maybe I'm being ultra lazy and couldn't be bothered finishing the rest? LOL nah I'll finish it...soon ^-^ Enjoy!
RATING: K
GENRE: Humor/Friendship/Family
CHARACTER FOCUSES: Zero, Ichiru and their mom
WARNING: Chockful of utmost cuteness XD Also...maybe a bit of OOCness...
Possessive Boy (Part 1)
The yielding golden glow of the morning sun gleamed, twinkling through the venetian blinds of a lone window of a rather messy nursery. The light shone and flooded into the room casting it's natural beams onto two small pale figures snoozing peacefully in their quiet slumbers. Amongst a room jam-packed with scattered toys and playthings, there were two mini beds covered with wooly blankets and sheets shades of white, yellow and blue. And enveloped in the warmth and comfort of the bedspreads were two identical silver-haired little boys, sleeping snugly within it's depths. There were indeed two beds for the twins to snuggle into but, regardless, they were sleeping in the same one.
The youngest of the two had frenziedly complained to his brother of the daunting nightmares that had been afflicting him during the night. So after much obliging and consideration the eldest permitted him to sleep in his bed, just as long as he didn't wet the bed or drool onto the pillows or something like that …The youngest promised that he wouldn't, and as usual got his own way. Yeah…this was often the case every night…The youngest would whine about his 'scawweey!' (as he would say) dreams and would occasionally wind up in his twin brother's snug bed. His older sibling didn't mind of course…He simply thought that being with the one he had been with since birth was rather relieving to say the least. Plus it was nice to know that there was someone to hold onto if the Boogeyman were to ever come at night. Not that he would, but still…One can never be to sure…
And so that morning, it didn't come to their mothers surprise to find the two nestled soundly within each others arms. Their blonde-haired mother sighed contentedly from the doorway of the brightly lit nursery, savoring the sweet little scene that laid currently before her gray tinged eyes. Rather reluctantly the young mother tore her vision away from the two tiny tots, and made her way over to them, gruffly muttering all the while about the hazardous toys the boys hadn't been bothered to pack away. Finally reaching her destination, the youthful mother of the two leaned over them, smiling placidly as she gently nudged her children in her attempt to awake them.
"Ichiru…Zero…C'mon sleepy heads, wake up…" She cooed quietly, as she proceeded her process of prodding them.
Ever so leisurely, the eldest of the two, whom the mother had just referred to as Zero, stirred slightly in his light sleep. The little boy who was now awake kept his sleepy amethyst eyes closed and groggily rolled over, away from the soft voice of his mother. Now facing the exceedingly vivid light inviting window of the small room, the tiny silver-haired toddler knitted a small frown as dancing coloured spots of yellow and white streamed through his bunged vision. Eventually, the little boy opened his dazed eyes and blearily looked up into the kind familiar face of his mommy.
"Good morning, Zero." His mother whispered softly as she gingerly ruffled his disheveled bed hair.
After yawning and stretching his small limbs lazily, the petite boy returned a small polite smile to his mother, and closed his eyes in content indulging in the comfort and calmness his mother had brought. "Morning mommy..."
"Ichiru had another nightmare huh?"
"Mmhmm…"
"Well, c'mon you little rascal," The young woman said as she swiftly removed her slender smooth hand from his silver head. "Get up, it's time for school."
As soon as his mother began forming the syllables for the word 'school' with her mouth, Zero instantly groaned and displayed an obvious scowl of irritancy. You see, young Zero didn't like school, not one bit. Well, it's not that he hated school because he had difficulty in learning new concepts or anything…In fact, he was the smartest within his age group there and so would often be found complaining, grumbling things like, "This is boring, it's stoopey baby work. Stupid, stupid…" Therefore, complexity with school work was not the case in why Zero despised going to school. It's just that…he didn't quite get along with the other children that attended their education with him. And well…because of that he didn't have any friends. Actually that wasn't entirely true, after all he still had Ichiru…But little Zero wanted friends exclusive of his own family. Unlike his brother, Zero was a rather unfriendly and surly child. The little silver haired boy would try to make friends but would always fall short to no avail because of the approaches he took. So instead, the little brooding tyke, would be mean towards his peers, bullying them through his nasty streak. Consequently, through his spiteful actions and behavior, Zero would often find himself making enemies rather than friends…But he wanted friends, and it saddened the little toddler to know that maybe he wasn't meant to have any. Yes, he didn't want to go to school because he didn't have any companions, besides Ichiru, with whom he could laugh and play… The small boy continued frowning, staring determinedly at his mother.
"But I don't wa –"
Before he could utter another word of complaint, his mother held up a lone hand immediately silencing his doleful whinges. "Nope, you're going to school, Mister Grumpy. And I don't want to hear any more complaints from your teachers this year about your sour attitude. You're father and I know you're a good little boy so prove that to them, kay?"
Gradually scrambling up from beneath the covers, Zero sat up in his slothfulness and plopped himself next to his still sleeping brother. Zero sighed and pouted, knowing that he couldn't argue further, and nodded his head obediently acknowledging his mother's request. "Yes, mommy."
"Good." She said satisfied, frivolously tapping Zero on the nose causing him to wrinkle it slightly. "Now wake up your brother and come down for breakfast. I'm making yummy savory pikelets."
"Ooh, yummy savory pikelets!" Little Zero exclaimed, endearingly echoing his mothers words. The tiny toddler was now keenly bounding up and down, and seemed much more enthused to get out of bed due to the mention of his favorite breakfast food. Zero was different to what other children preferred in their diets, which often consisted of sweet sugary foods. His little taste buds had savory and salty food much more in their favor. Odd, but that's what the little toddler liked best.
"And Zero," His mother said as she left the side of his bed, once again vigilantly making her way through the massive toy soup on the concealed wooden floor. "I want both you and Ichiru to clean up this mess before you come down. It's a miracle I haven't broken my neck yet."
"But! Bu-!"
"No buts!" She called from the doorway as she entered the empty hall outside. And with that she disappeared from the young boy's sight.
As soon as his mother left, Zero looked down at his little brother who was resting blissfully in his sleep, absentmindedly sucking on his own thumb. Fuelled with excitement and eagerness for his pikelets, Zero impatiently began poking and jabbing Ichiru in his ribs, intent on waking him up. "Ichiruuu…Ichiruuu…" The little scamp whispered in a singsong voice into his brother's ear as he continued his poking. The twin didn't wake but merely stopped sucking his thumb and shifted a little to the side. Zero persisted in his poking but then impeded in his annoying actions. He faintly tilted his head to the side and looked at his sibling in trivial confusion and curiosity. Ichiru sures is a deep sleeper...I wonder whats could wakes him up…The little silver haired rascal vaguely recalled actually going down to the family's Victorian styled kitchen early one morning to collect a silver cooking pot and spoon for which he used to wake his zombie brother. Of course he got into loads of trouble from his irate parents once he started creating the tremendously annoying clanging sounds of metal striking metal. He was thinking for a second that maybe he should do it again, but then prudently thought better of it.
"Ichiru…"
"Mmm…?"
"Get up…"
"Mmm…"
"ICHIRU!!"
"AH! What…? What is it?"
The other silver haired boy had sprung up in an electrified jolt from the abrupt shout of his name and was now groggily rubbing his pale lavender eyes with his tiny balled fists. After a brief moment of rubbing sore eyes, yawning and stretching, little Ichiru listlessly let his small hands drop to his side and gazed at the equally small figure next to him, slowly focusing on his bright surroundings. In front of him he saw his twin brother who was grinning impishly with a slight look of triumph and contentment. Ichiru just looked at him sleepily and then slumped back down into the warm relaxing comfort deriving from the fluffy pillows and blankets.
"Heys! Heys! Don't go backs to sleep silly!" The little boy cried indignantly, urgently shaking his lazy brother. "It's the first school day fors the new year!"
"Since when dids you care about goings to the Academy?" Ichiru queried a tad grouchily as he pulled the soft blankets over himself again. "You're always complainings 'bout it." Only it sounded like he said, "Sen wen du care bout gong cadmy? Or always comain bouted." as his face was now buried in the depths of Zero's cushy pillows.
Well that's true…Zero thought after successfully deciphering his brothers incoherent mumblings. He did always complain about the school simply because of the absence of friends. He had no one to meet up with and ask how their holidays went. No one to play with. No one to talk with…He had Ichiru…But unlike Zero, Ichiru had friends of his own. That's what Zero wanted, friends of his own. Perhaps he could make a new friend with the youngsters that were enrolling today…maybe…He really was hoping he could…This was perhaps the other reason besides savoury pikelets as to why young Zero was suddenly energized with an abnormal exhilaration. But Zero didn't tell his twin that, he just frowned a little and carelessly shrugged.
"I dunno…But yeah! Yeah! Mommy's making savoury pikelets! So get up!" He exclaimed, tugging on his brothers cotton woven clothes and hastily pulling him up.
"Ok, ok I'm gettings up…Geez…"
Hoping it is ok -.-' Really do...Was rushing this and was being lazy and I'm having writers block and yeah...T^T Review guys!
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