[YGO fic] A New Chapter - Chapter Five
※ Pairing - Fragileshipping
※ Warnings - It's one of my older stories.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
[Ryou’s Diary: Entry 199 - Date: September 21st, 1997 (Age: 11)]
Dear Diary,
I know I haven’t been writing lately, but I was recovering out of the hospital and Dad wouldn’t let me do anything except lay in bed. It was so boring; I thought I was going to go crazy. But it was okay when Dad started staying with me. I taught him how to play Duel Monsters and while we dueled, with twenty cards each (I had split my deck in half), we talked.
He told me about how Mom and him had met through an exchange program. Mom had gone to Japan for a year and she had stayed with my father’s family. They didn’t get along at all at first and fought like real brother and sister. I found it funny and I think my father enjoyed remembering the good times he had had with Mom.
At times we got into really serious conversations, my dad always says that I’m an adult trapped in an eleven-year olds body. How many eleven-year olds can be serious? Anyway, I asked him if he was ashamed of me, because of everything that had happened and because I was gay. He said:
“You’re my son, Ryou, and I love you no matter what choices you make in life.”
Hearing that made me feel good. I kinda got off track here, huh? I do that a lot, but besides my dad, you’re kind of the only person I talk to. Funny, me acting like you’re real. But whatever.
Anyway, the other reason that I haven’t been writing lately is because we’ve been packing. As soon as I was able to do things again we started to pack up everything in the house. Well, not everything, Dad had a garage sale of the stuff we didn’t need anymore and it saved us a lot of room. He wants to leave as soon as possible so I don’t get behind in school too much. I’ve been taking classes by mail though and I’m already finished my grade up until Christmas. I’m going to be put into a higher grade than I’m in now. I had to take a test to do this, but I passed with a 98%.
Ah! Gotta go finish packing! We leave tomorrow!
Japan and grade 8, here I come.
- Ryou
※ Warnings - It's one of my older stories.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
[Ryou’s Diary: Entry 199 - Date: September 21st, 1997 (Age: 11)]
Dear Diary,
I know I haven’t been writing lately, but I was recovering out of the hospital and Dad wouldn’t let me do anything except lay in bed. It was so boring; I thought I was going to go crazy. But it was okay when Dad started staying with me. I taught him how to play Duel Monsters and while we dueled, with twenty cards each (I had split my deck in half), we talked.
He told me about how Mom and him had met through an exchange program. Mom had gone to Japan for a year and she had stayed with my father’s family. They didn’t get along at all at first and fought like real brother and sister. I found it funny and I think my father enjoyed remembering the good times he had had with Mom.
At times we got into really serious conversations, my dad always says that I’m an adult trapped in an eleven-year olds body. How many eleven-year olds can be serious? Anyway, I asked him if he was ashamed of me, because of everything that had happened and because I was gay. He said:
“You’re my son, Ryou, and I love you no matter what choices you make in life.”
Hearing that made me feel good. I kinda got off track here, huh? I do that a lot, but besides my dad, you’re kind of the only person I talk to. Funny, me acting like you’re real. But whatever.
Anyway, the other reason that I haven’t been writing lately is because we’ve been packing. As soon as I was able to do things again we started to pack up everything in the house. Well, not everything, Dad had a garage sale of the stuff we didn’t need anymore and it saved us a lot of room. He wants to leave as soon as possible so I don’t get behind in school too much. I’ve been taking classes by mail though and I’m already finished my grade up until Christmas. I’m going to be put into a higher grade than I’m in now. I had to take a test to do this, but I passed with a 98%.
Ah! Gotta go finish packing! We leave tomorrow!
Japan and grade 8, here I come.
- Ryou