Understanding

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・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ 。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆

2 1/2 years ago

・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ 。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆

Tooru got off the train. He was nervous. He lied to his parents about staying the night at Makis house. But here he was in Tokyo.  By himself. 4 hours and 15 minutes away from home. His parents would kill him if they found out their 15 year old son traveled by himself to a different city. 

He thought maybe he should invite Maki and tell his parents he was going with him to visit his family there. But then that means Maki would have to know why Tooru went there in the 1st place. Thats a big no-no. So here he was. With his backpack walking towards the place he came to see. This was the only place he could think to go. He saw it a few years back on a trip with his family. 

As he arrived in front of the church he knew this was a bad idea. But he came so far. And wasted all his money on tickets to and from here. So he couldnt leave until 4:30 a.m. anyways. Tooru walked through the doors and headed straight towards the Priest. Lucky for Oikawa the church was empty. 

"F-father?"

The priest turned towards Tooru.

"Yes?"

"I want to talk about something."

"What is your name?"

"Oikawa Tooru."

"Sit." Tooru looked to the bench that the Father had gestured to and sat down the Priest following. Tooru stared at the cross infront of him. 

"What do you need to talk about child?"

"I,uhhh,Ive sinned today. I lied to my parents about where I am. B-but I really couldnt go to any churches where im from. The Priest there all know my father and mother. So I cant talk to them. I know they cant really tell my parents anything but its just a worry of mine."

"We shall pray for your sin and ask for forgiveness before we continue."

"yes father."

So they did. When they finished Oikawa looked up and began to speak again.

"Father, Will God hate me if I like boys more than I like girls?"

"Yes."

"Why? Why would he hate me? He made me didnt he? Why would he make me like boys more than girls if he hates that?"

"He didnt make you that way. Youre choosing to think that way. You can still change it. You dont have to think that way."

"But I try not to think that way. I dont want to think boys are prettier than girls. I want to be normal."

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