This story started out in my Drafts on my phone. I did type it up, but I kinda forget about it.
But! I've edited it and spunked it up, and since it's summer, I'll write more if I get positive feedback on this chapter.
I know it's boring, but it'll get more exciting, I promise. I pinky promise!
When I finally thought, "He is the one I love the most," he was instantly snatched away from my reaching grasp. As I saw my hands empty and reaching, I was mortified. I was so outraged, I could've spat on the ground and kicked the dirt over it. You could say I wasn't the type that likes to loose the things they love, no matter how many times they are taken from me. But this time, I knew it was different from all the other things I'd lost.
Looking back, I can understand how angry I was, even if I was a child in most peoples eyes. He was taken away from me, after all. He, who knew my weaknesses and strengths; who knew who I was and everything I had. My treasure, my sunlight, was gone, and when he left, it seemed as though he took me piece of my heart, and soul, with him into the Abyss, keeping them with him until he got back.
He is: Oz Vessalius.
Now, I know what you may be thinking. How can I, a guy, possibly fall in love with him, another guy? I should be in love with a beautiful woman, get married and have beautiful children, and grow old with my beloved woman partner and see our grandchildren grow up into successful members of society. But it's pointless to think about all that gender and who you should love stuff, isn't it? Because once I thought, "He is the one I love the most," it was all over. My life seemed over for ten years...
Ten, long, rough years I lived without Oz Vessalius, all because the lowly Baskervilles casted him away into the Abyss, an endless dimension from which there is no escape. It happened at his coming-of-age ceremony, and it all happened so suddenly. Now, I can't say I remember everything exactly the way it was, considering I was being manipulated the whole entire time. They even made me go as far as to bring blood to Oz, and it almost happened a second time.
And time passed. Just like that, days and weeks were going by, and Oz was still no where near me.
I knew when, or if, he ever made his way out of the Abyss, things would be different. Things would change. And those things... they sure did changed. But the main thing, or person, rather, that changed was me: Gilbert Nightray. One of the Great Four Duke houses adopted me as their son, and I ran away from my title as a servant from the Vessalius household to a Noble from the Nightray household. Not to mention that those two households are considered enemies.
I had changed. I learned many things in the ten years Oz was gone. I grew wiser, thought things out more. I was taller and stronger than I was when I was with Oz. I even learned how to shoot and handle a gun, and that was one of the things I never thought I'd be able to do when I was still with him.
But I was still the Gilbert he once knew, right? Even if I wasn't exactly the same, I was still the Gilbert from his memories, right? I mean, my eyes are still a golden yellow. My hair is still silky black and mid-long, but more of it is in my face now. I got into the habit of smoking, and I'm more fond of liquor than I thought I'd ever be. I became a legal contractor for Pandora (an organization formed by the Four Duke Houses, researching chains and the Abyss). Raven from the Nightray's door (each house has their own door, containing their own chain) as my chain. Raven became my chain, although I wasn't the legitimate heir of the Nightray family. I changed so much, whenever I looked in the mirror, I wondered who I really was.
And more time passed. In the blink of an eye, months and years had passed, with no hint of Oz in the air.
Then, one day... When I thought all was lost, Oz suddenly appeared in a mist of purple and red aura, in the middle of the yard at the Mansion which the coming-of-age ceremony was held at. I couldn't believe my eyes, my ears or my senses. I could've sworn I was dreaming.
My eyes were telling me, "It's him, it's him - I've finally got Oz back!" My brain was screaming at my body to move, to run to his side and shake him awake with all my might- just to see his emerald eyes again. My heart was thumping against my chest, and the scar he gave me the day everything went wrong felt as thought it were going to rip apart. But my senses... They were telling me, "Stay away. Something seems strange about him, don't take another step toward Oz Vessalius."
My eyes grew wide, and I suddenly twitched toward him. I longed to be by him. My left foot was stepping forward, but it stopped in its tracks, hesitating. Even so, I ran toward Oz, ignoring what my senses had said, following my heart.
I had him back. Oz Vessalius was back into the world, even if his body wasn't in time with everything that had happened. He seemed as though he hadn't changed: he was still childish, he still played around. But once in a while, he was serious. The words he said the moments he was serious, seemed as though he read them out of a book- they were so bold and thoughtful. I never thought Oz would ever in his life say such admiring words.
And with all that, time passed even more. We dealt with chains, each other, and the hardships of life. My love for Oz Vessalius grew more and more, blooming like flowers in April, no matter how cheesy that sounds. I admit, I feel a little embarrassed, falling in love with a guy and holding onto that love for ten years... Holding onto that love for ten years, not looking at another man or even a woman- my love was, and still is, all for Oz.
Whenever I thought, "I'll get Oz back, no matter how hard it takes, and as time passes, maybe he'll fall in love with me, too," my heart thumped against my scarred chest. And I vowed (mostly to myself) when I got Oz back, and as time actually went by, I would confess my love to him, and maybe... just maybe...
If he accepted, we would live happily together - even if we were both men, even if it was out of the question. If he didn't accept... well, I never really did consider that option.