AN: I know I have so many fics. I'm going to have to figure out how to update them but I think I'm going to focus on the ones which get the most reviews because that shows which ones people like more. However, I have had this idea in my head for a while and was encouraged to write it by a review from Erza on 'The Little Prince'

The Hizuri's Black Sheep

Chapter One: Just Like His Father

Rikuu Hizuri slammed his fist against the wall and grimaced. This was definitely not the worst pain that he had had tonight. It was one thing that he had been bullied in his schools and that he had failed to live up to the high profiles of his parents but he had this build up inside of him of so much hate. He wasn't the perfect Hizuri. He had heard from his father that the disappointment was something That his parents didn't share in. He had heard that his father had been so unruly that he had been sent to Japan on his own to create a new life.

His own parents were too protective to do that for him. It made disappointing them even worse.

As he tried to cLear his head and get the blood off of his fist, Rikuu heard a sound beside him as he saw a middle aged man leaning against a brick wall. "You get it out of your system?" Kuon asked as he looked at his son with a neutral expression on his face. He was pretty good at hiding his angry and negative emotions in public.

"Are you following me?" Rikuu asked bitterly as he stared at his father. "Are you here to disown me from the Hizuri family now that your eldest son is bitter and jaded and twisted!" he yelled as he tried not to show how scared he was of his father's reaction.

"I'm allowed to and no, you are my first son, I would never disown you. I've been through all of this myself and so I find it my responsibility to make sure you haven't hurt anyone in a way that can't be undone," Kuon walked over to his son and grabbed his shoulder. "We should go somewhere and talk, I promised your mother that I would bring you home but we can get something to drink."

Rikuu stared at him again before nodding nervously.

Rikuu was a dark blond, his hair was more of the color of wheat than Kuon's golden strands. He had one brown eye and one green which led to people talking about him as if he was some kind of freak. He was somewhere in between his parents in height and had an athletic frame. He was said to have inherited both his parent's beauties. It was a shame he didn't match up to either of them on the inside.

"You should probably talk to the paparazzi over there," Rikuu gestured behind Kuon who sighed and looked over. Rikuu studied the man. He looked like a nerd, his red hair was the color that his mother had before she decided to keep it black. His glasses made it hard for Rikuu to tell what shade his eyes were and he had on an American letterman jacket. He really was someone who stood out. Rikuu ran his fingers through his hair as he expected his father to use his charming charisma to get this out of the papers.

However, as he looked down. Rikuu felt a hand covering his forehead and he got into a defensive pose. He was shocked to see that his father was looking at him very concerned with his palm on his forehead as if he were a little kid. Actually, this was the exact way that his father had always checked for a fever even when he was a toddler.

"Dad - you're -" he looked at his father's concerned expression. This seemed different.

"Are you okay?" Kuon asked as he tried to look around the area. They were the only two standing there. He didn't know what his son was talking about and that worried him. "Listen, we'll sort out what to do when we get home but you have to answer me honestly. Did you take any alcohol tonight?"

"Dad, I'm fifteen, who would -" Rikuu tried to argue and Kuon raised an eyebrow as he looked at him. "No. I haven't had anything to drink. Drinking doesn't help…now can you please do something about that guy?" he asked and Kuon looked back again very confused.

"Drugs? Have you had anything or did anyone give you anything?" Kuon looked at him before staring into his son's eyes and frowning. "Your eyes aren't dilated," he said warily. "How's your sleep? I know that you've been awake a lot at night, have you been getting any rest?" he asked and Rikuu nodded.

"Yes, I've -" he hesitated nervously, "Dad, what is all of this about?"

Kuon looked at him even more concerned and took a step towards where Rikuu had been gesturing that the man was, the man that his son could see. He looked around the area and Rikuu watched as the man looked at him but didn't even make contact.

"Dad, what are you doing? You can talk to him," he said as Kuon turned again and stared at him.

"There's nobody else here," he said as Rikuu paused and looked at his father horrified. "I wouldn't lie to you," Kuon said worried. "We're the only two in the area."

This was now the scariest part of the night.

…..

…..

As Kuon came back to the house, he put a hand on Rikuu's shoulder and looked at him with the same concern in his eyes. "Do you need help wrapping up your hand?" he asked and Rikuu shook his head. "Okay, I think your mother and I still need to talk to you," he said before hearing the sound of his five-year-old son.

"Daddy!" he giggled and Kuon picked him up, holding him close. This was Kazuuki – yes the double u was something that Kyoko and Kuon had discussed before Rikuu was born – and he looked like a black haired mini Corn. He had green eyes and was an adorable child who had a mix of features of both a young Corn and a young Kyoko. He had been said to be very intelligent for his age and loved to sing and perform. He often gave his mother performances of his acting talent when they played dress up.

Following after him was Isabella who was nine. Isabella was a blond version of a young Kyoko who had her mother's eye color. Isabella, often called Bella, was already an actor and had been in a number of dramas. She was said to have inherited both Kyoko's and Kuon's talent and technique. It was starting to show though that she would be better in the talent department as a talk show host or mascot than an actress because her passion was the off-screen work.

Whatever she wanted to do most was what her parents would support her in.

"Mum's been pacing again," she said as she looked over at Kyoko who walked over to Rikuu and wrapped her arms around him. Bella looked at her little brother and sighed. "Don't crowd Dad, he's had a hard night."

"I want Daddy," Kazuuki smiled as he wrapped his arms around Kuon's neck. "Daddy said that he would read with me tonight. I want to show him that I can read better now."

"That so," Kuon said before looking at Kyoko who was noticing that something was wrong with her eldest child. "Is it time for bed?" he asked her and Kyoko nodded.

"They both had dinner," she smiled brightly before seeing Kuon hold out his hand for Kaguya and went upstairs with their youngest two. Kyoko looked at Rikuu as Kuon had left them and she flicked him in the head, her eyes showing her frustration with him.

"So, where did you go tonight?" she asked him as she smoothed out his hair. After all of the fear that Kyoko had gone through over having children, it had all seemed to disappear as soon as she had held that tiny baby in her arms for the first time. After that she and Kuon had had two more children and she hadn't looked back or ever regretted her decision.

"Mum! I didn't mean to - I didn't want to -" he argued and Kyoko blinked.

"I'll warm your meal up and then we'll talk about it," she said with a sigh. "Right now I'm glad that your father found you and that you're alright. We'll discuss everything after you've had something to eat." She took a look at his fist, "and after I've wrapped that for you. You know. Your father might think he understands more than I do about all of this, but I know how it is to feel desperate and if you dare to think that you're a disappointment to us then I'm going to have to reeducate you on our family."

"I didn't do well on my math test," Rikuu said whilst Kyoko was grabbing the medical supplies. "I really tried to work out how to do everything this time and -"

"Were you distracted?" Kyoko asked whilst showing no judgment in her voice. "I've seen your work, I know what you're capable of. It's as if you self-sabotage. Your father had trouble with that but he managed to work his way out of it."

"Does it matter," Rikuu sighed. He didn't want to say that he thought somebody had been talking to him or he had been telling himself he was going to mess up. He didn't know how to tackle the issue after seeing his father's face with the man that only he could see.

"We're just trying to help," Kyoko whispered as she placed a hand on his cheek. "Honey, if there is anything that I can ever help you with then I'd like to know. We're here for you even though we don't seem to be doing a great job at it. Now, have some food with me," she said as she heated up the noodles that she had made the family. Usually they loved eating as a family but Kuon had gone out to make sure that Rikuu was alright. With the way that he had looked though, there was trouble brewing underneath.

As Rikuu ate the dinner that Kyoko had prepared for him, he kept thinking about the voice that he had heard during the test, the person that his father couldn't see. He bowed his head. "Mum, if I'm crazy -" he hesitated as Kyoko watched him.

"We'll still love you," Kyoko tried to remind him, "but what makes you think that."

"I…I saw somebody today that Dad didn't," he told her and Kyoko paused not knowing how to react, "I keep hearing things in my head and -" he started shaking as he put down the soup spoon and closed his eyes. He felt himself breaking inside. This definitely didn't sound sane and he could imagine his dad coming down with a suitcase and throwing him out of the house.

Kyoko was struck silent as she saw her son start to cry and shake. The words were repeating through her head and she looked at the table. Was her son really mentally ill? It didn't matter to her. "Rikuu," she said as she gently pushed his hair away from his eyes. "Honey. It's okay. We'll figure it out. It's going to be okay."

"I don't belong here," Rikuu told her and Kuon walked quickly into the room hearing this. He placed a hand on the table and looked across at his son who appeared to be struggling within himself.

"You are loved so much, unwaveringly and unconditionally. We don't want you to be anywhere else," Kuon told him as he looked at his wife. He didn't know how they were going to handle this but he knew that they had to do all they could to try.

End of Chapter One

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