Title: Forgotten Souls
Summary: After suffering from his abusive mother since he was five, Ryoma gains a small speck of hope when he hears the will be moving to Japan.
Warning: Darkish, Some swearing. NO Yaoi.
Pairings: Since its not Yaoi it will be another Friendship fic.
"This is your fault!"
"This is all your fault!"
"EVERYTHING IS YOUR FAULT!"
Ever since that day I had been told the same thing. Over and over, the loss, the hurt and the guilt replayed in my mind every time I heard those words. No matter what my brother did to comfort me, the words still stung deep down in my heart.
When my father died that was what I heard. When my brother died that was what I heard. I knew mentally my mother had broken, but my soul had died to long ago to care anymore. My will to move on and my strength...it was all gone. I began to live in fear. I began to hate life. I began to hate myself. At least when my brother was still alive, I was able to hold on to the tiny bit of faith I had. I was able to believe that everything would eventually be alright. But when he died my faith and strength to live on died with him.
I was empty. Living each day not caring what happened to me.
I had no one.
No one to trust.
No one to confide in.
No one to love.
I had nothing.
Soon I began wondering if I would spend my entire life this way. Suffering physically and mentally from that person. YES, that person. I had long ago stopped calling her mother. She didn't deserve that name anymore.
I lost hope that things would change. That was until I heard the news. The news that we would be moving. Moving back to Japan. Back to where my father grew up. Back to the place I could call home. But, would things really change? I didn't think so, but yet I knew deep down inside me a small spark of hope had been renewed.
How'd I do?
YES IT IS SUPPOSED TO BE SHORT! ITS A PROLOUGE!
Anyway...thanks for Reading. I'll probaly have the next chapter out in a week.