“Papa!” I run through the hall and take the steps down two at a time. My socks slip and slide along the smooth wood of the floor, and I almost fall several times, but I don’t slow down. The stairs are covered with a long carpet, floral print, put there by Mama, after I’d fallen far too many times. Today, just like all the times before, Papa has returned from his journey. I always know when I hear the screech of the rusted hinges, heard every time he walks in the door, but never with anyone else. “Papa!”
I jump up and with a perfect form he catches me in his arms. “There’s my buddy. Hey, have you gotten bigger again? If you grow this much in a few months, you’ll be as big as me in a few years.”
“I will be Papa. One day I’m gonna be big and strong just like you. I’ll be the best in the world!”
“I’m sure you will and I’ll be rooting for you all the way.” He ruffles my hair and laughs.
“I could’ve sworn I put a certain little child to bed, yet here they are playing around with Papa.”
Mama comes out of the kitchen holding a dish towel, her blond hair tied up in a bun, just as she always does when washing the dishes. “I’m sorry Mama, I just wanted to see Papa really bad.”
She smiles and walks over to us, patting my head. “I know, I wanted to see him too.” She leans up and he meets her halfway, the two sharing a kiss. “Perhaps Papa will put you to bed this time. I just hope he can do it quickly, as I’m sure he’s eager to come to bed as well. Right Sweetie?” She winks her eye.
Papa becomes flustered and then he quickly says, “What do you say we get you to bed, I’ll tuck you in.”
I know that he and Mama just shared another of their secret messages they give from time to time and so to help them I cooperate willingly. “Ok Papa, but you have to do the thing first.” I giggle to myself.
“Oh, could you mean this?” He switches me around so that I’m on his back and I wrap my arms around his shoulders. He grabs my arms in support and then prepares to launch. “Ok, we’re going to lift off in T-minus 3 seconds, count with me.” He starts to countdown and I join in. “3, 2, 1…blast off!” He runs towards the step and jumps up, landing on the floor upstairs and straight into my room in seconds.
“How do you do that Papa? It’s almost like we’re really flying!” He lets me down and I hop on my bed.
“What can I say, I’m magical.” He laughs and I know he’s just being silly like always. “Ok, we’ve had our fun, but now it’s time for this little guy to get some shut eye. I’ll be here tomorrow.”
I snuggle under the covers as he tucks me in. “You promise? Will you stay forever now?”
“That’s my plan. I know I’ve been in and out these last ten years, but I think I’ve finally done what I need to do. Or rather, I think I’ve reached the limit of what I can do, so I’m ready to settle down now.”
“Alright! Will you teach me your magic so I can be a holy monk too?” I ask with excitement.
“I’m afraid you can’t learn my magic, but I can teach you how to protect yourself and Mama.”
“Aww…ok.” I pout under the covers. Papa strokes my head and leans down to my ear and whispers,
“Don’t be sad. One day you just may find you’ve got a magic all your own.” He kisses my forehead and then gets up. As he closes the door he looks back and says gently, “I love you very much, Ouran.”
Suddenly the scene changes and everything turns into chaos. There’s yelling, shouting and screaming.
“What do you mean you’ve got a duty? Your duty is to stay here with us and watch over our family!”
“I’m sorry, I really wanted to, I still do, in fact, but I just…canot. Not when he needs me. I won’t abandon him again, I’ve got to make things right before it’s too late. Please understand Veena!”
“Oh, so you can’t abandon him, who’s basically a stranger to you, but you can abandon our child. Or has that changed now? Are you going to revoke your title now? Would you really do that to our Ouran?”
“No, please don’t misunderstand, I’m not forsaking our child and I’ll always be his Papa, but right now I must go lest I forsake my other children. Please make her understand, I don’t want him to grow angry.”
“If you don’t want her to be angry, then that’s all the more reason to say. Why not send someone else?”
“I can’t send anyone else. I’m the one who made this mistake, so I must atone for it by making it right.”
“You sound just like he did. Yet you promised you wouldn’t hurt us the same, but here you are.”
“Veena I’m not….” She pushes him to the door and throws his suitcase at him, just missing his head.
“Just go then! Get out of here and don’t come back. Don’t ever come back. I’ll make her forget all about you, just like I did with him. So go, free your conscious, but don’t you dare come back here with regret.”
“Veena wait, just please-.” She opens the door and pushes him out, slamming it behind him. Realizing that he may very well be gone forever and never return I run down the stairs to try and catch him.
Before I can reach the door, Mama grabs me, pulling me back. I struggle, trying to break free. “No, let me go! Mama, please! Papa, I have to-.” She grabs me by my shoulders and looks me in the eyes.
“You can’t follow him Ouran. He’s going somewhere you can’t follow and so you should just forget about him now. Just get used to the idea of him being gone. He’s not your father anymore.”
I’m shocked by her harsh words and tears begin to fall from my eyes. “No! What do you mean? He can’t be gone, he promised. He said he wasn’t going to go away. He promised Mama, he promised!”
“Well that’s the first lesson you need to learn about reality Ouran, people lie. People will lie to you straight to your face. That’s exactly what he is, a liar. Helios, Silas, Demetrius, remember those names well. Those are the boys who have taken him away from us. They are where his heart truly lies. Not with the bastard child of a one-night mistake. He was never ours to keep, so mourn not for him, but yourself.”
She finally lets me go and like a zombie, walks up the stairs and into her room. She leaves me, her own child alone on the cold floor, stunned from her harsh words while she selfishly relieves her pain. It was on that cold, winter night, that a 10-year-old child became an orphan and was left to fend for themselves. It was on that same night, at that precise moment where something was born within that child and it was a force more powerful than anything I’d ever felt. One by one I vowed to make them all burn.
I set out on my quest to track down those who took my family from me and after two long years, I was just about at my wits end. Traveling across the world was no small feat for a 12-year-old and it became frustrating to return no results. Just when I was ready to give it all up and end my own life, I heard a voice. It was a voice that whispered to me. “Go to Wakaba,” it said. “Find Gremory,” it said. “Noah Gremory, he is the Helios you seek,” it said and then it was gone. I thought that I must’ve been mad, but it’s words seemed so sincere and so I decided to give it one more shot.
I ended up in a small district, where the humbled lived and it was there that I found this Noah Gremory. I watched him for the longest time, waiting for a perfect moment to strike, but the more I watched, the more envious I became. He had a family, who loved him and he seemed like such a good person. On top of that the man I most wanted to see wasn’t even there. Perhaps he left them too to go on adventures. I began to reconsider my plans, but then I met a boy. He promised me a lot of things, but only one mattered. He had a plan and it was a good one, but it would require much patience. Lucky for him, I had years of practice. If it meant I’d get the chance to make all three of them pay and get my Papa back, then I’d wait as long as it takes. I’d even subject myself to four years of torture at a boring school like this.
For four long years I’ve waited, just watching, always watching. I’ve been watching the man that is Noah Gremory. What a strange thing, to watch someone for so long, hating them to the very core, but then day by day, that hate lessens and becomes some distant memory. I should hate him, I want to hate him, yet I find myself trapped by his silver eyes. His beautiful pale skin and his slightly spiked hair.
Those features are alluring certainly, but what’s really got my attention is his true form. I’ve only seen it once, but once was all I needed. I’d never seen a being more beautiful than the one I’d seen that day. It was then that I decided I didn’t hate him anymore, I wanted him. He’s the only one who could understand me and what I am. In a world full of fakes, he’s the only one who’s real and so we are the same. I desperately want to get closer, but he always pushes me away. That makes me want him more.
Then there’s that girl who’s all over him. I can’t imagine what he sees in her though it’s not like he’s dating her. They just hook up from time to time, no strings attached. That’s all she’s probably good for anyway. I’m sure she’s not even worth his time. I bet I’d be better, but he won’t even look my way. All because of this cursed existence. The bastard child born sexless, who’d ever desire something like that?
He may be out of reach for now, but I’ll just keep biding my time. I’ll become great and make him notice me. I’ll become someone worthy of his power. Then when the time is right, I’ll burn them all. Watch them blow away in the wind and then it’ll just be me and him. That man will get his wish, I’ll get my Papa back and I’ll finally get him to notice me. Just a bit longer now Ouran…just a bit longer.
“So, how fares our little lost boy…or is it girl?” A woman with long black hair and turquoise eyes speaks.
“Who cares what it is, as long as it gets the job done. The better question is, how are you fairing? Did you take care of what I asked?” A man with purple hair and matching eyes scowls at the woman.
“My, haven’t we gotten a big head? Don’t forget that I technically gave you life, you should respect me more.” The man looks at her in contempt and she sees he’s getting agitated. “Yes my lord, I have.”
“Very well then, you may go.” He dismisses her with a wave of his hand and she stomps off scowling.
“I think I’d be better off with my father. Cheeky little shit. Children have no respect for their elders.”
“Now, won’t you play my game? Your move…Nii-san.” A sinister laugh echoes through the cavern.