Yo guys, this is the rewritten version of the prologue. Sorry for the late update, school and exam had just ended so things are kinda busy with packing away stuffs.

So enjoy~~

Prologue

Eighteen years ago, the Sawada couple was gifted with a baby boy. He mostly inherited his mother's gene, a crown of fluffy hazel brown hair and wide golden brown eyes that attract you to him, hypnotizing you to do whatever he asked of you. He grows up as wonderful boy, kind and caring to everyone he met, always going out of his way to make everyone's life better. Many adored him, cooing over his cuteness and bright personality.

Four years later, the Sawada family was gifted by another baby boy, but this time, the baby inherited most of his father's gene. He too has fluffy hairstyle that the two boys inherited from their great grandfather, but his was gold in color, twinkling like precious gold under the light. A pair of wide sky blue orbs was the window to his soul, open and honest that it was heartwarming to see. Compared to his brother, he was the quieter of the two, silent and attentive, always taking in his surrounding with curious and speculative eyes that linked to a genius brain. He was a child prodigy, a born genius with IQ and intellect that stumped most adult.

Both boys were the light of the household, their joined laughter chiming down the hall as their small feet thundered on the floor. The mother of the house could not be any happier than she was because she was gifted with two brilliant balls of sunshine. They were like two inseparable twins, wherever one goes, the other will always be there. They do everything together, from sleeping to bathing, always sticking to each other.

But their happiness was short lived. An event that was better left unsaid had break their unbreakable bond, tearing them apart mercilessly, making the once adoring little brother become resentful of his elder brother. The elder tried to mend their shattered bond, clinging desperately to the last snapping thread but it was a futile effort, the younger had pushed him out of his heart.

For years, the two shifted away from each other, like two strangers living in one house. The mother tried to help fixing it but she knew it was not something she should interfere with; the two of them have to sort it out themselves. Like day and night, they reflected each other, heart aching from the distance that separated them. Misunderstanding and hate keeping the distance between them, the mountain that blocked them from being one again. The house had become dark and gloomy without their joined brilliance, a shell of the former happiness they had.

They were joined again, this time an indestructible link binding them together, forever firm for eternity, but the link comes at a cost, a priceless cost that tore away their sun, their mother from them. The mother died to protect them, sacrificing her life so that her two offspring could continue on living, grow and find their own happiness. That was not the only price they have to pay, the elder son lost the ability to walk forever, sacrificing it so that the younger could still breathe today and onward. His sacrifice had cleared the mist of hate that clouded the younger's eyes, allowing him to see that his elder brother still love him no matter what he had done to hurt him.

It takes time for them to mend their broken bond, to fill the gaps their separation had created but they still managed somehow, with the younger doing all he can do to help his now immobile older brother, whom struggled through relearning the everyday actions but from the view of a special people.

With the death of the sun they had orbited themselves to, their foundation had faltered, the father going into depression due to his beloved wife's demise, the younger son losing his smiles but the eldest son prevailed. He struggled to bring his broken family together again, coaxing the father out of his depression, reminding him that he still have two pillars of support with him, and get his younger brother to smile again.

At the tender age of 12, he shouldered the heavy duty of being the housewife of the family, giving his two family members warmth and comfort they needed when their will faltered, shielding them from the cruel reality of life when they were at the edge of their sanity and always supporting them when they needed it the most. He became their center, the sun that the two blondes of the house had orbited themselves to, circling around him as he kept them moving forward while they protected him from the harm that threaten him.

Fearing that he will lose what was left of his small family, the father had moved them to a more secure house, installing various security and equipment that will help his eldest son to go through his everyday life without restriction. He knew he was being way too paranoid but knowing the danger his line of work possess, he knew his action was justified. The house was surrounded by his subordinates' houses, people that he had chosen to protect his sons through undercover but that was kept a secret.

The father was a busy man because of his work, before, he was only home four times a year but now, he tried to always go back home at every chance he got. He will call them every night, just to assure himself that his two sons are alright and would abandon everything he was doing if one of them asked him to return. He was very overprotective of them, way too overprotective that it was at the border of extreme paranoia.

Now, at the age of 14 and 18, six years after the tragedy, their life are relatively normal. No explosion, no mini earth quake or sudden appearance of dangerous people. They are content with their normal and peaceful life, unaware of the dark cloud that will change their peaceful life forever.

So...how do you like my new writing style? Please don't kill me for the late update!

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Ciao ciao

Y.L