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 Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 5:53 pm
And indeed, they both had many stories to share. They shared stories back and forth the whole trip to Hornsea. Once they arrived, one could see that, while it was by the sea, it was rather small. It was one of those towns that was small enough that everyone knew everyone. Side stores, like the ones you see at the market, were plentiful, the wares being mostly food, jewelry, and articles of cloth in a variety of different color. Yami's house was near the very end of the wharf.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 6:53 pm
"Wow! This place is really nice. It's so nice and peaceful here. Not too much crime going on here and there's enough space to think. You picked a good place to grow up."
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 8:37 pm
"Wasn't my idea, ya know." He replied off-handedly, smiling nonetheless. "It was a friend of my father. He, unlike his ancestors, was more of a gunman; a policeman, to be precise. That friend was a sailor and he helped get him here." "That's enough, Oz." Faye warned as she pulled into the driveway. She was obviously hiding something. But what, one couldn't figure out. As soon as the car engine was turned off, a woman, most likely the mother, peaked her head out of the doorway of the house. As soon as she saw the car, a bright smile crossed her faces as she went out to greet them.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 9:07 pm
Yami took out his bags and bowed to the woman that came out to greet them. "Hello Miss Valentine. I'm Yami Enzeru, the young man that talked with you on the phone about Oz. I'm sorry for telling too much and giving you such horrid news." Yami could also tell that Faye was up to something but he just chose to ignore it for the time being.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 9:49 pm
Miss Valentine smiled at him as she shook his hand, an Italian accent thick on her tongue. "Think nothing of it, Yami. And please, call me Roma." Her smile faded as she looked back at the house. "Although... I would probably say differently for my husband."
Oz looked slightly worried at this as he shoulders his pack. "Is he okay?"
Faye looses her light, somewhat cocky attitude as she runs her fingers through her hair. Hell, she's lost it ever since they arrived. "You should know dad by now. Thinks that he failed at being a father, locked himself in his room... You get the picture."
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 10:25 pm
Yami's gaze turned to the floor, not looking at anything else. "Be grateful that you have a husband at all Ma'am...And they should be thankful that they even have a father right now." Yami continued looking at the ground as he walked into the house by himself, the fire of that night still clear in his head after hearing Oz's mom talking about her husband in that way.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 7:49 am
Oz looked over at him in sympathy. He knew what he was talking about; his late parents. "Yami..."
Roma sighed herself, fiddling with her hair that's been tied into a strict braid. "I might not have him for much longer. Faye, help me out, please." With the slight plea, mother and daughter went deeper into the house.
Oz lead Yami to his own room as they did that. "My father suffers from severe cases of chronic depression, some times worse than others. The friend of his I was telling you about? He was his lover at a time. Mum knew; she helped them have children since they couldn't really do it on their own. They were all really happy..."
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 11:42 am
Yami placed the picture of his parents on his current bedside table. "Well then what happened after that? If they were so happy together then whey did the other guy leave? Why did he get the depression? Stuff like that just doesn't happen...Maybe the two of us can help him out because you don't deserve to lose your dad like I did...It's not right."
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 2:40 pm
Oz's expression turned sad. "He didn't leave on purpose. My dad's boyfriend, Cid Highwind, died. A fire engulfed the ship he was on. He survived the fire, only to receive a piece of metal shrapnel into his back when a tank exploded." He paused to shake his head a bit. "He never healed, even with proper hospital treatment. The wound was too deep, they didn't get back to port fast enough. The day Cid died was a very sad day for my father. He said that he should've made him stay behind; he said that he almost knew something bad was going to happen. He feels guilty for his death, saying that he's now paying for his sins with sadness." He then slowly sank to his bed, hands held in his lap. "We've tried to tell him differently, but there's almost no convincing him. Poor guy's a nervous wreak."
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 2:54 pm
"Fire....a very complex element. In the winter time one uses it for warmth and comfort, and everyday we use it and gasoline to cook our meals so that we don't die from starvation...but it also burns. One second it's a elegant dancing flame that makes everyone happy then the next...It turns people's hearts cold as ice and takes them into deep sorrow. Fire is only safe to those that know how to use it and control it...but to the wrong people...it can kill millions...I saw these flames up close and personal and I know how destructive it can be. In this way water and fire are exactly the same. Calm and relaxing one second, then raging and destructive the next...Maybe I can talk to your father....because we're one in the same..Our hearts turned as cold as ice due to the menacing flames..."
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 8:34 pm
Oz simply stared at Yami as he said the most wisest words he's ever heard. How true he was that both elements were beautiful yet destructive in their own way. He nodded to the idea of talking to him. "He might listen. But it's not like his heart is ice. He loves us all and he shows it now and then; he's just depressed." As they spoke back and forth, a man, the father appeared at the doorway. He was obviously Oz's father; he had his pitch black hair just like he has his mother's golden eyes. Also, there was a level of sadness in his eyes that seemed almost intangible.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 9:14 pm
Yami still had an equally sad and depressing look on his face as he turned around and looked into the man's eyes that looked all too familiar. Yami stood up and bowed to the man.
"Hello Sir. My name is Yami Enzeru and I'm from Oz's school...The fire...burns brightly doesn't it? It wasn't burning so brightly when my parent's died..I'm sorry. I was just recalling a memory. See that picture over there? That's the last time I ever saw my parent's with a smile on their face. I loved them a lot Sir, but want to know what I figured out? They're not really dead because they will always be alive in my heart. And I also know that there will always be people here on Earth to love me in their place so I'm never really alone. Neither are you Sir...You have a family that loves you very much and wants to see a smile on your face again...And Cid will always be a live part of you." He smiled warmly at him hoping that maybe...just maybe...the man before him would do the same.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 9:50 pm
Just as the father, named Vincent Valentine, was about to go to his son, Yami came up to him and started speaking. Vincent raised an eyebrow at the picture frame when he pointed it out, listening vaguely to him. When he mentioned Cid, his soft, sad gaze hardened considerably as he looked over at Oz. Did he tell him about his late lover? Of course he did. Who else would have? Instead of smiling, like Yami hoped, a few tears came from his hard, albino red eyes. "You think you know so much about the feeling I'm feeling? You don't. I was there when my lover died; right next to him as he bled to death. You say your parents died in a fire? You're lucky. You weren't next to them as they burned to a crisp. Just... Please. Keep to your business. I appreciate your trying to cheer me up and I appreciate you saving my son, but... Please... Leave it be." With that being said, he went over to Oz, kissed his forehead, hugged him, and walked out of the house.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 10:30 pm
Yami had failed and this took a hard turn on his pride as well. That was just it. He had seen his parents burn to a crisp as the house collasped in front of his very young eyes. "Lucky? Yeah the ******** right! He threw the picture onto his bed as he ran to the bathroom and locked the door to cry his eyes out, hearing his parent' scream in his head over and over again. "He...has no idea....I...hated being alone..."
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 10:58 pm
Oz had to jump out of the way when his lover threw the picture onto the bed. When he ran to the bathroom, Oz ran after him, Faye right behind him, wondering what the shouting was about. He pause, though, at the door slammed in his face and the crying. He wanted to open the door and take him into his arms, stroke his hair and tell him that everything will be alright. But he also didn't want to barge in while he was like this. He paused for a minute to think, shushing his sister as she tried to talk to him. Finally, he opened his mouth and started to sing Chiquitita.
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