11/25/2012- A/N: Hello, my readers. I'm so sorry that it took this long to update. Originally I was going to post my story on Thanksgiving but unfortunately I wasn't able to mostly for two reasons I'm not entirely finished with this chapter and I have procrastination tendencies. Something which I don't want happening. And, truth be told this chapter wasn't really suppose to happen but while I was writing the second chapter it just got out of control and it led to this part of the chapter which I am going to post alongside with chapter 3. I'm so sorry that this chapter is 2 days late and that it's incomplete but I swore to myself that I would post something within every 7-10 days. So this chapter was posted like this. Hopefully, 7-10 days I'll be able to post the remains of this chapter along with chapter 3.
12/25/2012- A/N: Happy Christmas to my readers. I am so sorry that it took me a month to update this chapter, but I had some complications in my life that made it difficult for me to complete chapter 2. I had my winter finals, complications with my computer and internet, I just got a new job, and some major procrastination problems as well as awful time management. Hopefully, with this updated chapter and my free time on the 25th I'm going to post some new chappies. Okay truth be told I have yet to write chap 3 but hope fully I'll begin today and get something done today. However, later today I'm going to post a bunch of drabbles that will show the life of Tsuna and his sister Himeko before the start of the fanfiction. So cross your fingers that I'll post it today and that I begin writing chap 3 which will reveal the character Yamamoto Takeshi, (and his complicated problems?) Thank goodness that I'm returning to the flow of the story back to the timeline. I don't really know what I was thinking when I wrote this chapter at it just got out of hand but truth be told I think that this chapter revealed somethings about the characters that many of you love and hate but in the end they're human, teens in fact. So they're going to be prone to emotional and psychological turmoils that they have to figure out one way or the others, and they may end up making mistakes. Plus, I want to give them character development so if you guys have some criticisms please don't hesitate to tell me I want to improve my skills as a writer.
Chapter 2: A Collective Conscious
"Where is that boy? We've been waiting for him over an hour now! I think we should look for him. I bet you that he's running around like a headless chicken." spoke Hana out aloud. She, Kyoko, Kyoko's Brother, Ryouhei, and Nana were all at the Sawada's home waiting for the last member of the group to start the welcome home from the hospital celebration that they were planning. Maybe, they shouldn't have kept celebrations plans from Tsuna and Nana.
Nana was surprised when she came home to see the two girls who've recently befriended her son and a very loud, extreme, and athletic white haired boy who appeared to be related to Kyoko. She was surprised that they had in fact planned to celebrate Tsuna's release from the hospital. She was so happy that she forgot that she had no way to contact Tsuna. When she had told them that she had allowed Tsuna to search for them without supervision, she did see how it was a bit unwise to do so. However, in her defense she trusted Tsuna, she knew that he was in good physical shape, and you can't impede a growing boys need for independence. However, after an hour waiting for the boy to come back she was beginning to worry. She should have given the boy her cellphone, after he lost his own cellphone after "mysterious circumstances" she was weary of getting another one until he really needed it, that way she could tell him that the girls were here with another friend. Her son really needed to socialize more.
Nana was startled from her musings when Ryouhei screamed, "IF KYOKO'S FRIEND IS EXTREMELY LOST THEN I WILL GO FIND HIM TO THE EXTREME!" As he bolted from the house to look for Tsuna, ignoring the exclamations of everyone else to stop and wait. Kyoko spoke up.
"I think it would be best if both Hana and I went out to find Tsuna I think that he's looking for us at the shopping district nearby." Looking at Nana with a reassuring smile, she grabbed Hana's hand and started to walk out the door when the Nana's Cellphone rang.
Nana answered her cellphone with a polite, "Hello this is Sawada Nana speaking, who is this?" As Kyoko and Hana heard a muted response, they saw as the color in Nana's face began to leave her face, they knew that something bad had happened. The traumatized mother fell, her legs giving out on her, dropping her cellphone. Both girls went to her to find out what happened. Worried that something bad had happened to Tsuna.
"What happened? Did something happen to Tsuna." agitatedly probed Hana to Nana. "Do you know where he is?" Looking at the immobilized woman she had no idea on what to do to console her. While she attempted to console Nana and getting her to talk, Kyoko had grabbed the cellphone that fell from Nana's hand and responded to whoever was on the other side. Talking to the operator, both Kyoko and Nana did their best to deal with the situation.
( :: [] :: ) ( :: [] :: ) ( :: [] :: ) Nana's POV ( :: [] :: ) ( :: [] :: ) ( :: [] :: )
It was a week after the accident that had led to Tsuna back to the hospital after he was just released. His mother and friends were both shocked and terribly worried about him. His mother would not leave him for the time that he was unconscious. Even though when he was first brought in by a mysterious teen all bloodied and burnt, after he was treated the damage to his body wasn't as severe as it looked when he was first brought in. Even so he had suffered Second- Degree burns, if it wasn't for the doctors quick work on him the Second-Degree burns could've become Third- Degree burns. Not only that but many of his bones were broken and he had to get metal implants on him in order to keep his bones from breaking apart. The surgery in order to put the metal implants and to treat his burns took 30 hours.
During those 30 hours, Nana was waiting along with Kyoko, Hana, and Ryouhei hoping in the waiting room. Even though she had people and friends worried with her all she could do was stare at her cellphone with the emergency number to her husband. Staring at that those 14 numbers she struggled all that time during the surgery to call her husband. Under any and all circumstances she should've called her husband immediately of the emergency that her son was in. But, she couldn't even though she knew she should, she just couldn't. She loved her husband, Iemitsu, he was a big, strong, and handsome man and she trusted him with all of her secrets. She knew within the bottom of her heart that he would never let anyone or anything hurt her or their family. And, that's why it was so hard not calling her Iemitsu about what happened to Tsuna.
She loved him, but she knew in her gut that if she called her husband that it would hurt her son more than anything the world has done to him. She knew that her little Tunafish had suffered. That he had been hurt by an almost non existing father, demoralized that he could never help his younger sister, the loss he felt when Himeko left with Iemitsu those years ago, the pressures of school, a weak body, and what has happened in the recent month. And, even though Tsuna never told her anything that happened at school she knew that he didn't have anyone to call a friend, that he was so clumsy all the time, and that his academic skills weren't up to par to the other students. But, she knew what he was suffer, after all she was also that lonely clumsy girl like him when she was his age. Living a worthless existence, that the only job after high school that she was able to have was as a waitress at a coffee shop. If it wasn't for the kind manager, her loving father, and Iemitsu she doesn't know what would have happened to her.
And like her a long time ago, her son was living in a world that viewed his existence as worthless. But, she knew in her heart that even though many things in his life have hurt him, he was not angry nor sad. He still had hope, maybe he didn't know it but she could see it. She did not want to see her precious son to lose the light that still shone in his eyes. That was why she didn't call Iemitsu, even though no words were ever spoken of who he was or what he did, she knew maybe not a the detail about it but she knew. And, that's why she didn't call him because she knew that calling him will break that very thin line that separated her an Tsuna from the world that her husband and daughter both lived in. She may have lost her daughter to that world but she would not lose her Tsuna to it as well. As she steeled her resolve she did not know that her choice would change everything.
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Waiting for someone to open their eyes was always difficult. Especially for those who waited. Hana did not know why, but she was mad. She shouldn't feel like this, especially considering what happened Tsuna. Sure he was clumsy, dumb, painfully shy, and had no idea what subtly was, but he was innocent painfully so, naive in a way that she didn't expect anyone except Kyoko to be, he was always tried to be considerate, and you just couldn't come to hate him once you got to know him. However waiting for him in the hospital bed unconscious, the heart monitors at a steady beat, wrapped up like a mummy most, and unmoving. That was the hardest part to watch. Seeing him just lying there without even moving a finger or even twitching. During the past 2 weeks that she had started to tutor that boy she had grown to tolerate him, when before she didn't care for him. So she should've been worried for him but as the minutes, hours, and days passed she just couldn't be there anymore.
What angered her the most of the whole ordeal was her own self. And, yet she couldn't help it, she was angry that the whole thing was affecting her like this. She was doing great before the accident that lead to the fight, before he asked her to tutor him, before she grew to befriend him, and now for the second time in a month he got hurt and she wasn't handling it well.
Six days after the surgery, she just couldn't take it anymore. She decided not to visit him anymore in the hospital. Kyoko was still going but not her not anymore. She didn't owe him anything. In fact she didn't see why she should care, he was Dame-Tsuna it should've been surprising that it took this long for something like this to happen. She'll just go on with her life, if Kyoko wanted to visit him she didn't care.
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For most of her life Kyoko has lived a carefree life, more so than most people she knew, and she never complained about it. She was lucky that she had loving parents, a kind and strong brother, a strong willed friend who always made sure that nothing bad happened to her, and that there were a lot of people who wanted to be with her. Truth be told she was living a charmed life and because of that it made her somewhat naïve of the world around her. Being constantly protected from the bad of the world around her had left her ignorant of the capabilities of what other people could do to her or those around her. Sure when she was younger her an older boy used her as bait so that he and his group of friend could beat up on her older brother. When she witnessed the ferocity of what violence could bring upon a person like her brother, she begged him to stop his fighting. Even though he promised and she has been lead to believe that he stopped he didn't.
She had learned that day that violence hurt people and she swore to herself that she would live a peaceful life and to do her best to stop the violence. It is fascinating how worthless that sentiment was. Continuously protected by her those who cared about her, she became ignorant of the violence that went around her the bullying between classmates, the fighting of boys who wanted to be near her, and the hatred of girls jealous of her.
Seeing that her little world was peaceful she became blind of the realities of the world. But, you couldn't fault her for it no one wanted to show her how wrong her worldview was because she was this precious thing to be protected and cherished. They never took into account how much she needed a slap of reality. So they never knew how much they were leaving her to be vulnerable of what the world could do. And, her life changed that day that Tsuna had bumped into her.
As she stood looking at the crowd of her classmates cheering at the unfair battle between Mochida and Tsuna, she was paralyzed. Why did no one stop it, couldn't they see how afraid Tsuna was, how wrong the whole thing was, or did they not care. She tried to stop it, putting herself between Mochida and Tsuna thinking that she could stop Mochida. And, yet Tsuna took the blow for her when Mochide didn't stop. When she saw Tsuna on the floor bleeding from his head. She went back to being that little girl who couldn't stop the boys from hurting her brother. Nothing changed and it shattered her world. That the peace that she lived in was a lie. When a little accident led to that.
After what happened in school she just couldn't stay there surrounded by the very same people who reveled in the violence. And, she was afraid. Why was Tsuna injured? Why did no one stop the fight? Didn't they know it was wrong? That people could get hurt?
She wanted to apologize to Tsuna, to scream, to cry, to do anything that could make things right. And, when she heard that Tsuna awoke 3 days after the fight she was the first one to go to his hospital room. She even skipped school, first time she ever did that, just so that she could see him well.
When she got there she was so nervous. She didn't know what to say or what to do. It was so awkward the first few minutes that both she and Hana where there. Everyone in that room did not know what to say, thank god that Nana was out at the moment otherwise it would have been even more awkward.
"I'm SO sorry!" she just blurted it out. It was all she could really say for what had happened to him. Although, considering how shocked he looked it seemed to be the wrong thing to say.
"Eiiii, y-y-you d-d-don't n-need to apol-l-l-logize, if anything it's my fault that you had to deal with all that happened. I-I-I m-mean if IIII d-d-d-d-i-i-id-d-dn't d-d-d-do t-t-that, I-I-I-I w-w-would-d-dn't..." After that Tsuna and Kyoko were blushing so hard to even speak that it pissed Hana off.
"Yeah, yeah, we get it. Look the both of you apologized so with that were done with that. Okay, so if there's anything that the two of you want to do or say, I think that this would be the best time to leave." Hana said bluntly. Sure, she had nothing against Tsunayoshi but they're not even friends and she doesn't owe him anything, or so she thought. As she looked at an upset Kyoko, and an embarrassed Tsuna, she knew that it was the worst thing she could have said. God, she's never going to get out of this is she. Not with how miffed her best friend looked.
"Hana don't be mean. Tsuna shouldn't be in the hospital, he got into a bad fight and he protected me from Mochida when I tried to stop the fight," rebuked Kyoko, as her eyes started to glistened with unshed tears, exasperated at her best friends harsh remarks. Even though she knew that Hana felt guilty for how she had phrased things. And, now the whole room had become way too uncomfortable to be in.
Just as Kyoko had decided that it was too much to take today Tsuna blurted, "Don't go! Ah, uuh, uh, what happened in class today? Oh, my god this is bad. I've already missed like three days already. There is no way I'm going to pass this year." Hearing his words of woe Kyoko looked at Hana, and both knew that if there was anybody in that room who would make sure that wouldn't happen it would be Hana.
After that they had decide to stay to help Tsuna keep up with school work. It was a bit hard considering how difficult it was for him to keep down everything that Hana tried to teach him. When Tsuna's mom came in she was surprised and happy that her son had some friends to visit him. She could see the relief that Nana had that Tsuna was not entirely alone in that hospital room. She decided that until Tsuna fully recovered, she and Hana would both visit him, and help him with his studies.
It wasn't always all studying, as she got to know him even better she realized why she never got to see him, or meet with him before. He was clumsy, shy, and she rarely saw him without a blush on his visage, and yet, he was always genuine and happy that they were willing to help him study. And, she learned more about him than she ever thought possible. Things like, before his sister left to live with their father no one bothered to help him with his studies not a classmate or a teacher. Or, that Tsuna doesn't really have anyone to talk to or any friends at all. Even though he tries to act all casual she couldn't stop feeling awful about it. He was a good person, kind, gentel, and even insight ful, as though he knew how to make people feel better.
That's why when the date for Tsuna to be released was brought up. She could see that Tsuna was distraught by it, as though he was going to lose something very good. Both, she and Hana knew that to prove to him that they wouldn't forget about him by giving him a surprise party. Perhaps it was a bit mean to not tell him but it was a surprise party. Now her brother can meet with Tsuna. Yep, things seem to look well on the horizon.
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THIS IS EXTREMELY CONFUSING! WHAT IS EXTREMELY GOING ON ?! KYOKO'S NEW EXTREME FRIEND IS HURT? HOW CAN THAT BE EXTREME? IT MAKES HIS EXTREMELY MOST IMPORTANT AND EXTREMELY ONLY LITTLE BABY SISTER SAD TO THE EXTREME.
SO HE'LL TRAIN TO THE EXTREME AND THAT WILL HEAL HIS SISTER'S FRIEND TO THE EXTREME. FIRST HE'LL RUN AROUND NAMIMORI 100 TIMES, DO A LOT OF WARM UPS, AND THEN WIN EVERY BOXING MATCH TO THE EXTREME. HE'LL EXTREMELY KEEP ON DOING THAT UNTIL THE FRIEND IS ALRIGHT. HE EXTREMELY DOESN'T KNOW HIS NAME BUT THATS OKAY TO THE EXTREME.
NOW HE SOME EXERCISES TO DO TO THE EXTREME!
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Truth be told for all the shit that has happened to Gokudera Hayato in all of his 14 years of life, he really can't say that it hasn't been all that bad. Sure all around his life sucked major balls, but there were always those times in between that at least made his life bearable. Although, what those things are many wouldn't consider it any sort of comfort but it was enough for him.
In this world of Mafiosos, were famiglias, strength, masculinity, blood and respect was an indicator of how much one was worth, Gokudera had learn from a young age that he had none of that. Were a famiglia gave one the prestige of belonging somewhere and having others there for you, he was alone, (he was a Gokudera, not a Scorpione). Were strength showed others not to mess with you, he was a lean intellectual who wasn't physically extraordinary, (but damn it he was an explosive expert, or he wasn't called Smoki' Bomb Hayato for nothing). Were masculinity proved how tough you were and how you were viewed, many in the mafia world had considered Hayoto's skills with piano as weak and feminine, (but he was a man were it counted and he knew that he was a bigger man than most). Were blood proved that you were a true Mafioso, he was considered an outsider because he wasn't a full blooded Italian, (that just meant that he was the best of Italy and Japan). He had been told over and over again that he didn't belong, that he was unwanted, that he was not worth the effort.
Even so, he hasn't given up, no he can't give up. Who were they to tell him that he was a half breed nobody. If they couldn't see that he was someone born to be great, then they weren't worth his time. He may have lost his sponsorship, his biggest source of income, with the Vongola. But, that did not mean that he has given up to find his own place.
Sure when he was told that he would get a chance to work with the soon to be Vongola Decimo, he believed that his years of rejection, blood, sweet, and tears have finally paid off. That he would get his break in making it in the Mafia. To work alongside the next head of the Vongola, it was literally the closest anyone could be to influence the Mafia World. And, Gokudera would finally be able to prove to the world that he was somebody, and he would do so by leaving his mark in the mafia.
Yet what started out as a step toward his dreams, it all shattered that day. To test the strength of the Vongola Decimo Himeko was what he was hired to do. So by rule of the family he challenged her to a fight were the winner would acquire the other as a subordinate. He had no allusions that he would become the next Vongola Head, but finalizing this job would make him work directly under Himeko, and maybe even becoming her right hand man.
And yet it all just went wrong, as he bowed to her superiority for having defeated him, all she did was stare at him. When he had accepted being her subordinate she had told him to leave that he was weak and that he was not capable of working with her as he was now. That he should leave Italy and pursue his dreams outside of Europe. If he grew then he could come back in three years time, otherwise not to bother. When she left him alone, he did not know what to do. He had been rejected and not only that but banished from all of Europe. No one would want him now, word will get out and he would have nothing, nothing at all. He barely scraped by as it was and now he had nothing he was at the mercy of il nostro santo padre.
No it could not be like that, no he will not let it happen. He was Smokin' Bomb Hayato, bad ass extraordinaire, if they didn't want him then he'll just find another family that will. Even the Vongola will snuff him out. So what if he was kicked out of the land that he has called home for the last fourteen years, so what if he was now a pariah that no one wanted to hire, so what if he had to go days with out shelter or food. He'll survive this, he's done it before, but damn it, it just so hard sometimes. What was he going to do now?
The only thing he could think of doing, was to leave the continent, after all that's all he could do now. He'll go to Japan, his mother's home country. Yeah, they have mafiosos there, I mean they're called yakuzas but a mafioso is a mafioso no matter where you are. But, after years of never having stepped on his mothers homeland, even though he's known for a long time where she came from, he's afraid. To be in the places that she's been, the town she grew up, people she met, even though he researched as much as he could about her. He doesn't know if he will ever be ready to see it, to witness what she has. But, in the end its the only path he could walk, as proudly as he can. For no matter where the road leads he will never let himself be blinded of his own dreams.
Of course he knew that it would be difficult, even the yakuzas shot him down when he offered his services, organization after organization, town after town. Going from the big gangs in the big towns (were they could perhaps afford to have him) to the smaller and more obscured ones (were his skills could be something that they perhaps need) they all rejected because he was an unknown that they could not trust.
With no groups to work with his income was shit. Working with whatever he could from pickpocketing, small scams, some mercenary works, anything that would give him a something to eat, a place to sleep, smokes and dynamites. It began to take a huge toll on him. Bigger than when he was back in Italy, he had no one to fall back on to for even the littlest of support.
As he returned to his shit hole of an apartment after another day of failure of getting chewed out by another group of assholes who didn't want him. Grumbling to himself, he was cut from his clouded mind as someone bumped onto him in the middle of the market street. Knocked down in surprise, he vaguely heard a small shriek as he fell. Rubbing his rear end, he looked at who pushed him down, and it was a small thin boy with crazy brown hair. As the boy got himself together, and saw who he pushed down his eyes widened with obvious fear, as if he knew what sort of person he was. And, finally after such a long time, something inside him finally snapped inside of him.
Who is this boy who was judging him with those eyes, as if he knew for certain that he would do something bad to him. Perhaps under any other circumstances he would have just kicked that boy as he left but he was so angry. If this punk ass bitch wanted a beat down he'll give him the beat down of a life time. So he grabbed the boy as he attempted to leave as if the angry hand of god was upon him, (and for all intent and purpose it might as well have). Grabbing him and making sure that he would not escape, as he began to raise his fist he heard him scream like a little girl begging for forgiveness. Yelling him to shut up he noticed that he was in a too public place to beat him up, and he did not want to be interrupted. So he took away the boy, knowing that no one would follow him because civilians were all pussies and too weak to do anything to stop him.
Taking the brat to a secluded alleyway he cast the boy away, and he was surprised that he just took off the instant that he let him go. He had assumed that the boy would have been paralyzed with fear to do anything. Well at least this made the chase more fun because he was a cat like that (even though he despised those little demons).
So taking careful calculated steps he followed the boy doing everything to savor the chase. To give the boy a taste of hope only to realize that there would be none for him, would make the beat down even more sweeter. God this is such a great way to relieve stress.
As alleyway ended, he knew that boy realized that he was fucked so he took out a single dynamite and threw it at him. He want to burn the kid some before his fist felt the boy's blood on his skin. Hearing the boy scream no at the hurtling dynamite he moved his body to evade not only the dynamite but its following explosion. And strangely he was surprised, this boy who looked as if he was too weak too even live had surprising instincts. To act as if he would have done anything to grab any life line no matter how small to survive. Throwing more and more dynamites at the boy who barely dodged all of them with the minimum of damage as one could with an untrained body. Watching the boy fight him desperately he thought to himself that even though he was going to get beaten this boy had the strongest will he has ever seen on anyone inside and out of the mafia, (he had to respect that on such a little guy). Although, with such a fun person to throw dynamites at he forgot that he had to ration out his dynamites until he realized that he was running out.
He thought to himself fuck it, executing the double bomb, grabbing twice as many dynamites as one should normally hold on their hands, he threw his last remaining dynamites at the worn down boy not knowing if he had any strength left on his tiny body. But as he threw his dynamites he knew that the kid had strength for one more push. Even though he though to himself that there were no paths the boy could take to save himself.
Which is why he was surprised to see and feel that instead of dodging the dynamites the boy had decided to push him, catching him of guard with such a surprisingly strong blow. Forcefully, pushed back as the guy in front of him just dropped from exhaustion he had a clear view of the falling debris that was falling were he once stood. As they fell on him he heard the dynamite explode and objects falling, and the only thing he thought was that he would've died.
As the sound of explosions ended he realized that the boy who inadvertently save his life was inside the pile of burning debris. His body just moved on his own going toward the fire, burning his hands as he grabbed burning pieces of whatever, all he could think was that he couldn't let the boy die on him.
No one in his life ever took a hit for him. For all the jobs that he was in no one helped anybody, especially him. He was expendable. Hell, he was even used as a shield a few times by other people. No one ever did what the boy had just done for him. Even if for all intent and purpose it was an accident, it still happened. And for all that he has done to live, he was still man enough to know that he shouldn't let the boy die on him.
As he saw a bloody burnt body he picked up the boy and ran off to the nearest hospital. (Thank god that it was only a couple of blocks away). Running to the ER he screamed to the nearest nurse to save the guy on his arms. Doctors and nurses ran as they saw what he held on his arms while he was screaming obscenities to save the brunette. Watching the brunette get carted off by nurses and doctors who worked to make sure that he was alive. He knew that he couldn't stay, even though he wanted to, running as fast as his legs could take him, he pushed anyone away to escape having to explain what had transpired only a few minutes ago.
When he knew that he was alone he stopped. As he looked to his surroundings he realized that he had stopped in front of a church. Staring at a building he hasn't entered since he was 5, he went inside. As he walked down deeper to the church, his trembling legs took him in front of the giant crucifix. He dropped to his knees as his leg finally gave in and as he looked at the crucifix, his hand clasped together he began to pray. He prayed for the brunette who he did not know. Prayed with all of his soul for the stranger who had saved his life, who had done nothing bad to him, who looked so weak and yet was so strong, who had weakly clung to him as if knowing that he would be saved, and for him to be alright.
11/25/2012- A/N 2: So This chapter was strange for me. Originally, this was the chapter where Tsuna would befriend Gokudera and meet with Yamamoto. But, while I was writing this it got turned to this character development type of chapter. Originally, it would only have the thoughts of only Hana, Nana, and Gokudera. But then I wound up adding Kyoko, who took me about 4 days just to write about half her part and then it just became too late. However on a lighter note I decided to write a set of drabble and one shots for the Heir and Spare AU, which will exhibit the Twins and their formative years and some of Nana's past. Hopefully, I will be able to finish these writing projects within the next 10 days. So sorry that this is late and I hope that you continue reading Heir and the Spare: The Rainbow Saint.
12/25/2012- A/N 2: Writing this chapter was really difficult for me because since this is my first time writing any story as complicated as this story is going to get, and I have at times trouble with writing what the characters should feel and keeping them in character as much as possible. Plus, I also have the problem of writing in more than I have planned writing cause sometimes it just gets out of hand. I mean take this chapter for example. It was suppose to be a short chapter that would reveal some of the characters thoughts and actions during that point in time, plus I feel that it's to early to write this type of chapter so early on, but now that I think about it, it does help with the character development and stuff. Plus, as I knew when I was writing this, that people wouldn't like the way that Hana acted but I feel that she could act like that in a situation like that because she likes him (not in a lovey sort of way but as friends) and seeing hurt like that maybe she's not equipped to deal with it, emotionally so instead she ran away. I'm so sorry that it took me a month to write this but I had major complications in my writing mostly due to real life complications and my lazy and procrastinating personality. So thank you for reading and I want to know what you think so far about my fiction.