James Hiwatari

Arthur would probably punch you too if you called him that to his face. Jean definitely liked it. It's one of many creepy things about the guy. Worry not, you'll find out all of them by the end of the story. Henry knows what he got himself into. He decided that being with Jean was worth the horrible feels of 'sitting and taking it' (not pun intended!) every time he released his 'flirty'. That said, there's nothing there to prevent you from feeling sorry for him. Thanks for the review!

Did you guess who it could be before you read about Arthur? Oliver's parents are designed to be the most coolest awesomest people ever (and grammar be damned. Sorry, editor!) Thanks for the review!

Heh, Dmitri is just that lovable, isn't he? And anyway, why do you assume that man-whores can't be kind, gentle, generous and loving? Is it because you've met Jean first? Thanks for the review!

As it turned out, I got used to Oliver’s new name a lot quicker than I expected. When Luce had suggested it for the first time, on the dirty floor of the ‘sex toilet’, I thought it was a bit weird. It did not seem to fit my boyfriend Oli; the name sounded like it belonged to a cat, or something out of a musical. My boyfriend was not the feline type (he had confessed a strange preference for reptiles and rodents), and his musical talents stopped at playing simple melodies on the recorder (in whic

Hey,thanks for the review! I wouldn't drop the story - there is so much more to happen, and I can't wait to get there. I was just going through some complicated times, trying to get back to routine after a month away, and my inspiration just disappeared. It seems to back to normal now, though. I don't think people give Dmitri enough credit. He's not _just_ a slut, as you said. He's been through some learning curves in the past that affected him a lot. But more of that later... And Gunni _is_ still barely 17, while Dmitri will soon turn 24. They're both quite young (ahem, Dmitri's my age), but Gunni is barely crawling out of (a very sheltered) childhood. Poor schoolboy... As for Siggi, we'll see in two weeks. Thanks so much for the review, I'm glad you like the story so much!

Hey, thanks!Yes, the last chapter was posted back in October. I updated that same chapter about 2 weeks ago, but this is the first proper chapter since. Thanks for the review!

“Do you want to borrow some pyjamas?” Dmitri asked. “You and Gísli are about the same size, so I could get him to lend you some.” It was nearly two in the morning, and we were alone in his room. As he spoke about getting clothes for me, he quickly got rid of his own. “Unless you like baggy shirts, then you can wear one of mine, or even Siggi’s. He probably wouldn’t like it, though. Ah, well, it’s up to you.” My boyfriend stood completely naked in front of me, and I suddenly forgot everything he

It was past seven o’clock when Oli and I left Luce’s house. Unfortunately, we arrived at the train station just as our train was leaving. The next one would be in half an hour, so we were stranded in a station that was nothing more than a small cabin with an automatic ticket machine and a big sign with the station’s name. It was completely empty, save for the two of us. We were also in a lower level than the roads nearby: there were about fifty steps and an access ramp to get to the station. To

Heh, I'm glad this story is helping people learn things. It's one of my reasons to write the story this way. I want this story to show lots of "this is the right thing to do" kind of thing, so we get to meet lots of supportive parents because that's a kind of 'here you go, that's how you can support your kid' kind of lesson. In a way, I it's ok to have stories where things go wrong, people are not as supportive and all that, but as good as they are for people to identify with when they're going through problems, it's sometimes hard to get solutions out of it. So I kind of want to show how you can start breaking the cycle that leads to all those bad things in the first place. Does that make sense? And thanks for the review!

Thanks for the review! The second half of the chapter (and all the necessary grammar/spelling/general English editing) have been posted now. Margrét will do all she can to "ensure" Eiri's "happiness". She doesn't care if she harms others (particularly the effeminate puffs) in the process. And she doesn't think she's doing anything wrong...

I love your description of Margrét. She still thinks she's full of love for Eiri, though, and she'll probably hate you for disagreeing with her. Thanks for the review! The story will get back on track now.

Siggi is very easy to hate. I think so far only Gunni and another handful of people have been immune to it. But yes, you can't justify arseholeness done to innocent bystanders with arseholeness done to you, but Siggi doesn't really care. Why would he? *rolls eyes*

Kresten will disappear for a while - there's a whole new year to go before the next Christmas concert after all... Margrét has no clue of anything, and she's only getting worse. Dmitri, on the other hand, is a really cool guy and is showing it more and more recently. Further proof of that is still to come. Oh, and how so! (Though you might have seen it already, since I sent you the chapter yesterday. ) Thanks for the review!

And more late review replies... Siggi's "father" is definitely a horrible being (more reasons to use that as a loose term coming soon! ). He couldn't handle bringing up a disabled kid on his own and so Siggi had to suffer the consequences. What we see of Siggi now is definitely a result of all that, plus some other things that will be thoroughly explained before the story enters 2013. Thanks for the review!

You know, one of the main reasons for me to write the story the way it is, is that I want it to have that "educational" flavour, particularly on the lesser understood topics of trans identities and intersectionality. I'm glad to hear it's working so far! Thanks for the review!

You'll find out about Oli's parents in less than a week, I won't spoil it now. And yes, it's a horrible feeling, and the reason why rates of suicide of trans people are among the highest in any group (depression and other mental health issues have very high incidence too). Sad, but true.

Yay, replying to old reviews! I'm back!! I think the only thing still worth saying at this point is that you're most likely right about Oscar's father. Thanks for the review!

On Tuesday, Oli and I left school with Charlie and Luce. Our plan was to talk to their families about coming out to Oli’s parents. To get to their houses, though, we had to travel on a train for half an hour. They lived further from the school than any other student I knew. In Scotland, children are usually assigned to the schools closest to their homes, since most of them are free and funded by the government. The idea behind it was precisely to keep children from having to suffer through long

Gunni and Jó were waiting for me at the airport. The flight from Akureyri had been a short one, but because I could not stop thinking about what would happen once I was finally in Reykjavík, my perception was that the trip had taken at least three times longer than it should. Even not counting the difficult upcoming battle against my strong-minded sister, my short stay in the capital would have its fair share of exciting events: I would see my son again after almost two months, I would be able t

“So, this is it. Wish me luck.” “I’m here for you. Whatever happens from now on.” “Thanks.” Oli and I were sitting near the rugby fields. It was morning break on the day after my talk with his parents. We could see our other friends approaching from the distance. Jean came first, almost dragging Henry with his enthusiasm. Hannah and Helena were being pulled by Ariadne, one on each arm, like the younger girl was trying to make them finally get along. Edward followed everyone else at a slower p

For the next couple of days, Aunt Margrét called Eiri every day because she was ‘worried about his well-being’ and hoped he would ‘see sense’ and kick me out. According to my cousin, she was always very clear that this was what she would’ve done and that this was the only way to deal with ‘poofs’ like me. Every time he hung up the phone Eiri was on the verge of tears; he would go to Jó and they would disappear in their bedroom for a while. I would only see Eiri again at dinner, when we did our b

As soon as I knocked on his door, Oli yanked me inside and we rushed to his room. His parents and Sam were home, and he seemed a bit agitated. We sat on his bed, but even as we talked, Oli kept glancing at the door. “I’m glad you came,” he said, making his agitation even more obvious with his tone of voice. “I told my parents you want to talk to them about stuff you can’t dream of talking to your parents about and they’re happy to hear you and answer any questions you have,” he spoke in a rushe

“Are you awake?” “What do you think?” Someone had put a tube through my throat. I sounded like an old chain smoker. “Just checking.” The ceiling was bluer than the hospital’s. The bastard’s hand was touching mine and there was no sign of IV tubes anywhere. “Where am I?” “In our room. We brought you back yesterday.” “I don’t remember it.” “Yeah… you were kind of… stoned all though it…” The bastard was trying not to laugh. At least I had no memory of how pathetic I had been. “Why did they b

The storm hit at some point later that night, during a time when my dreams ensured that the rational part of my brain had very little influence over my thoughts. As it turned out, it was precisely that part of my brain that had been warring in favour of supporting Oli’s identity. With this rationality turned off, my mind became a sea of nightmarish monsters, most of them either resembling my father or an extremely girly version of Oli. At some point they teamed together to tell me what kind of g

Heh, thanks! Sexual orientation is something completely different to gender identity - it's about who we like as opposed to who we are. There are no stupid questions, though, this kind of thing makes lots of people confused. Oli's case will get more attention in the next few chapters, so I won't say much here, but on a general level lots of things can happen. It's sometimes just the straight(hehe)-forward case that you described yourself - has always been attracted to one gender and the attraction itself doesn't change. In this case what might change is the word describe for the sexual orientation - gay to straight, lesbian to straight, straight to gay or lesbian. Sometimes it happens, though, that the journey of self-discovery opens up one's sexuality or changes it completely. There were all kinds of cases occurying already, of someone being gay and still carrying on being gay after transition, or people becoming bisexual. Really, the mind works in a fun and mysterious way. Thanks for the review! I'll try to hurry up with the next chapter!