I DON'T OWN ANYTHING

So,it is here,well I was thinking to change the name of this story.

Touya's pov

"Huh,really ?" I asked to the boy same as my age ,he is slender young man with very pale skin, black eyes, and jet-black hair with a small tuft that sticks up from the top of his head,he was wearing black yukata ,"yes,your grandfather wants everyone to gather for next week's dinner ".

Thanks to technology we could talk while seeing each other. The boy who is talking to me is my childhood friend cheren, he is our grandfather's friend's grandson, they still live in johto.

"Okay, inform him I'll be coming " I said "won't you come along with your parents " he asked with a confused look "are they coming? I thought that when dad heard that it is a family gathering he will disagree " "he can't because your grandfather made it so that the three of them will not come face-to- face. "

I don't know what should I be - happy or sad. Well as long as I don't get to see those four than it's okay. "Oh,and secondly the two of them are not coming only their children are coming so the preparation that your grandfather made is not at all required now" he said.

Well it was not at all required to think now,it is done ...I am sad,I don't want to meet those four but I can't say I don't want to come because my dad is head of our clan and if I as a heir didn't went there it will be shameful act.

"So,next week right ?" he nodded . I ended the call and started moving for school.

On the way back to home I got a call from mom 'it is first time in about two years ' my parents didn't called me for one year until today, we only talk through texts and nothing else. I picked up the call.

"Hello, mom"

"Touya it has been a while dear " mom said and it seems she is very happy to hear my voice even if I have only said 'hello mom ' she is this happy.

"Yeah it has been a year since we last talked and met,but why did you called you could have texted me if you saw anything new like you always do " I realized that my wordings might have hurt her.

"Well,I wanted to tell you that ,your dad suggested that we three should go together" it seems she didn't mind the little rudeness I showed. But to think of it ,going with mom and dad is not a bad idea because at the very least I can assume that there won't be any opportunities for us to talk once we reach there.

"Okay, when we are going? two or three days prior or something " I asked and inserted the key in the door of my house. "It will be next week's Thursday " that only means we are going two days prior.

That means I have to take holiday for thursday and friday. "Well see you then" I said "Bye" she said and kept the phone.

Next week, Thursday

morning 8 am...

I reached the airport on time and met with my parents "I greet you both, mom, dad " I said slightly bowing in front of them.

Well though it seems old or little outdated, in our family it is what they teach us. "Good morning touya " dad said, his stern low pitch voice never changing " 'morning ".

"It has been almost,...what,...a year since we met" dad asked 'you were not even counting ,it has been 2 years...freaking two ' of course I can't shout at him but he is not some kind of psychic who reads minds just like that girl in anime that I watched recently.

"Dad,two..years " I replied ,hope he will not disown me if I correct him. "Oh,...that long...and you even managed to live two years without us being around, I am happy to hear that" I don't know that I should be give a wide grin or just stay quiet and yet I decided what to say "thank you, dad...I will make sure never to disappoint you" "I heard you became student council president, congrats though it is too late " "thanks ". 'He remembered that but don't remember how much years have passed since he last saw me ' I didn't argue or said anything until we took our seats in plane.

"It has been two years...yet you didn't came to meet her " dad who was sitting next to me in plane asked me. His eyes never met mine but I could feel a different kind of pressure from the older man sitting next to me.

"I always think about meeting her but that gives me shivers,...again and again...always think what she might be thinking at that time when she was waiting there...it is not like I don't care ,it is just..." I paused "I don't think I have any answer for 'why I didn't came to meet her?'...perhaps, I am too naive to think that just waiting somewhere far from her will make her sad and she will wake up from her sleep".

I know it was not so satisfactory answer but I couldn't help giving that answer anyway. I turned to look at him, still his eyes were fixated on the novel he was reading,but it seems he heard me.

I looked out of window but after few minutes dad again spoke up "why do you think I asked you 'how many years have passed since you left our home in castelia...' do you think forgot...or I don't care about you " I knew it that he will say it later that he knew how much time has passed but everytime he asks such questions are for different reasons.

"I knew that you knew how much time has passed but didn't know the reason that's why I played along " I gave him the reply "it was because...when you were in second year of your junior high, she got hit by that filthy woman's car...it has been almost four years since that accident..." he is just stating what has happened and then said his last sentence to end this conversation "I hope you might know that those four people are coming..." .

Obviously I know that,I didn't said anything further, just nod my head and started looking out the window, the sea below us and the sky nothing else...

Done,it was the first part ,so hope you all enjoyed this chapter...now please review...enjoy...