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Prompt: How could you? How did you get stuck to the ceiling again? How do you plan to propose? How are you going to get there? Answer the question HOW.
New Brothers
Tears ran down his face as he gazed blankly in front of him as the figure in front of him standing frozen in place as the rain fell down around him as if the world was crying with him. His clothes hung off of his thin body as the cold slowly entered his body eating away at the warmth that kept him alive.
The curl laughter of his so called relatives echoed in his ears as they drove away leaving him alone in the world, through that was nothing new. A soft hand slowly came into his blurry vision and rested comfortingly on his check causing him to unknowingly lean into the warm comforting touch.
"It's going to be alright, I promise you that I will always be there for you," a soft comforting voice came to his ears, "I promise you that you are no longer alone, I'll be at your side always."
Slowly at the comforting words filled with a loving promise he came to only to find himself staring into the protective blue eyes of an older boy standing in front of him. Eyes filled with so much love and honesty slowly broke through his walls and with a heart breaking sob he fell into the protective body of the boy in front of him.
"How about we become brothers? You and I?" the older boy asked softly as he wrapped his larger protective arms around the smaller boy, "I'm afraid that I'm the only one here who can speak both English and Japanese...I'd be happy to teach you Japanese and anything else you want..."
"W-We stay together?" the younger boy asked with sharp sobs as tears ran down his face, "You want me? You want freak to be your brother? B-But why? W-We just meet..I...I don't understand."
With a deep sigh a hand slowly rose and whipped away a trail of tears, "When I saw you being dumped off here by your relatives. and watching them leave...I remembered the day...I remembered the day that I too was dumped off here...and when I heard you call out in English and...I don't understand it...I couldn't help but to follow my heart and come out here."
"Out here?" the younger child asked with a hiccup as bright emerald eyes shone with confusion.
Chuckling the elder boy nodded his head and pointed to his right where a large boarding school like building stood. Bright tear filled eyes followed the finger only for them to widen as they took in the bright white stone, the large welcoming windows covered with art done by various children at the orphanage. Standing in the main doorway of the building was a group of curious children gathered trying to look around their adult caretakers. Turning his attention to look around them he realised that they stood in the middle of a large metal gate with a young kind looking woman standing only a few feet away with her eyes shining with worry for the two boys.
"This is Mrs Aya," the elder boy said softly as he noticed where the scared emerald eyes had wandered to, "She's really nice and she looks after us along with the other adults but I think Miss. Aya is the nicest."
'Mrs. Aya' was a young woman in her late twenty's with a slim build but a small bump on her stomach, her long black hair framed her sun kissed face showing off bright amethyst eyes shining with love and kindness, her full red lips where turned upwards into a soft motherly smile, she wore a simple light purple t-shirt that rested comfortably over her bump and a pair of comfortable large jeans and a pair of simple pink flip flops on her feet easing the pressure on her swollen ankles .
"It is nice to meet you child, my name is Mrs. Aya and I'll be looking after you and your...new big brother until we can find you both new parents," Mrs. Aya said softly with a kind motherly smile as she placed a protective hand on her bump, "Do you mind telling Seto and I your name?"
"You can speak English?" the elder boy blurtted out in shock as he looked up at Mrs. Aya with wide eyes, "But...But I thought.."
"Yes I can speak English, and yes I understood everything you said and written in English so don't think you can get away with things so much anymore," Mrs. Aya said with a playful yet stern twinkle in her eyes, "And before you ask I have a relatives in America who works for a boss of a big company, we wanted to talk to each other so I learnt English and she learnt Japanese."
"Y...Your called Seto?" a soft scared voice asked causing time to freeze once again, "Big Brother's name is Seto?"
A soft loving smile appeared on the face of the older boy as Mrs. Aya watched on in amazement as the once cold boy seemed to light up with emotion for the small foreign boy in front of them If this was the effect the two boys had on each other then Mrs. Aya promised herself that neither of the boys would ever find themselves separated, no matter what.
"Yeah but you can call me big brother or Onii-chan or any nickname that you want to call me," the elder boy, Seto said kindly as he slowly reached forwards and ruffled the younger boy's messy black locks of hair, "I won't let anyone else but you call me these names through!"
The younger child broke out into a happy burst of giggles as a bubble of warmth built up inside of him as he borrowed himself deeper into the protective hold and a small smile appeared on his face. He had a big brother, he had someone who loved him, he had someone who wanted him!
"M-My name..my uncle and aunt called me freak or boy or worthless," the younger boy said softly with a happy smile ignoring the looks of shock and anger in Seto's and Mrs. Aya's eyes as he chose to bask in the love of his newly found big brother, "But...But I remember...a nice woman...I think she was my mummy...she called me Harry...and I...I think I remember Daddy being linked with the name 'Pot' or 'Potty'..."
"Harry...your name is Harry," Seto said softly as he gazed at his new little brother with a frown on his face, "I...I think you should have a new name!"
"A new name?" Mrs. Aya asked dryly as she looked up to the sky only for a small smile to come to her face, the rain was stopping and with it brought a new beginning, "I guess that...is suitable...but what should we name Harry? How about the name S-"
"I want big brother to name me!" Harry cried out as his small hands fisted themselves into Seto's plain white top.
Mrs. Aya let out a small giggle as she watched the proud grin that suddenly appeared on Seto's once emotionless face As the last few drops of rain came falling down from the once dark sky shone with bright light from around once dark clouds, the once hidden sun began to slowly come out of hiding showing the beginning of not just a new day or a turn in the weather but the beginning of a new hope for the two boys standing in front of her.
"Before Mummy and Daddy died...I was meant to be getting a little brother but I was told by the doctors that my little brother died with my mummy and daddy," Seto said with a thoughtful expression on his face, "Mummy, Daddy and I all agreed on a name if I was ever going to have a little brother..."
Wonder and excitement shone in Harry's eyes as he waited for his new big brother to say his new name, as his heart began to grow with hope a small spark appeared in his heart and mind, maybe it was a good thing that his so called relatives had abandoned him, after all he had found his big brother. Mrs. Aya watched on in wonder and happiness at the two small boys in front of her began to develop an unbreakable bond that would last several years if not for the rest of their life. Her mind drifted off towards her relative in America, she knew that neither boy would survive without the other and there would not be a lot of people willing to take on two little boys...but maybe her relative and her boss was one of those people who might be willing to adopt both boys.
"...Mokuba..." Seto said softly as he gazed into his new little brother's eyes, "The name of my little brother is Mokuba."
Until the next prompt!