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The first thing he saw was white, a starch white ceiling. One he recognized was very similar to a hospital he had been to when he was alive.
He could see multiple dark figures darting in and out of his vision and the sound of a baby's crying. Was there supposed to be crying in heaven? That's when he realized that he was the one crying.
"Well hello little guy." One of the figures said.
Suddenly he felt himself being lifted up from his spot and into someone's arms. The person in question was a young female, with short chestnut hair and a beautiful pair of hazel eyes. She looked every tired, but once she held him in her arms, she smiled a tired smile.
"Hello Ryuzaki. I'm your mother." She said with a quiet voice.
(5 years later)
Ryuzaki still could not wrap his head the idea of reincarnation. He knew for sure that he was dead, yet for the last five years he had lived. As lonely as being an only child was, he was once again living. Something he would not take for granted again.
"Ryuzaki." His father called, "Come here."
The boy did what he was told, and entered the room with his father, though he's still trying to adjust to seeing this man as the one who brought him back into this world.
He shakes his head. No need to be thinking about that with his mother in the hospital. Over the last few months he had noticed something strange was going on with his mother, something he could not figure out.
'The flaw of having a child's brain.' he thought, 'It can't process information like my old one could.'
He froze the moment he laid eyes on a pair of unfamiliar steel blue eyes. His mother was cradling her newest child. A young, pink skinned baby boy already with tuffs of black hair growing from his head.
His Mother, Susan, noticed Ryuzaki frozen near the door, eyes transfixed on the young boy in her arms. She smiled, "Ryuzaki, come here." She watched with a amused look on her face as he crept closer to the younger boy, almost afraid the young one would vanish if he got any closer.
His eyes never left the young baby. She smiled again, gently handing the baby into his arms, fixing his hold on his new brother.
Ryuzaki stared into the baby's sad, blue eyes. Something he saw every time he looked in a mirror. 'So this is another reincarnated soul?' he thought sadly, 'Don't worry. I'll be here to erase all those horrible memories.' He smiled, gently rocking the baby until he fell asleep.
(Several years later)
Ryuzaki grinned at the forms of his younger brothers and sister. Something he thought he would never be able to experience in his former life.
First there was Ranma, a handsome, young lad with black hair and cloudy, blue eyes. He wore a simple red shirt, blue pants and black slacks. With his handy walking stick in hand, even though everyone present knew he didn't need it. Shortly after Ranma's birth, there was an accident. How exactly it happened, he couldn't remember, only that it resulting in Ranma going blind. Being a reincarnated soul himself, the former detective could tell without a glance, being blind really bothered the younger boy. However, that never stopped him from behaving like a normal child with eye sight.
Then there was Haru and Allen. The family twins, even if they didn't look anything alike. Haru had their mother's long chestnut hair and, surprising, gold colored eyes. She liked to wear a black and white jacket unzipped with a light blue undershirt, and standard colored skinny jeans. And for some reason, the brunette simply had to wear a pair of old, white goggles. Strange, he thought, but then again, he was just as strange.
Haru's twin was quiet the sight. Short white hair with a red scar trailing down his left eye, both which were a blue only matched by the youngest. Allen insisted on wearing a thin, white shirt with a black vest over and black pants where every he went. He also had a strange, flying gold sphere following him every where he went. The former detective felt a little special knowing something no one else knew.
And then there was Naru. A cheerful, blond boy with the brightest pair of blue eyes he had ever seen. He seemed obsessed with the color orange and ramen, something Ryuzaki thought was a result from his past self. He remembered seeing the boy for the first time, with the spikiest hair he had ever seen, along with the strange whisker-like marks on his checks. Made him look just like a fox when he grinned.
"Come on Ryuzaki!" Shouted Haru, "Or we'll leave you here and get some cake by ourselves!"
He twitched, "Oh you better not go without me! I need my cake!" He shouted back. Haru merely giggled, and grabbed Allen's arm. She then bolted forwards with Allen shouting for her to release his arm.
"Hey get back here!" He called after her, running up to her, with Naru and Ranma following.
'This is a family' four of them thought, 'The greatest thing I could ever hope for...'
-Sigh- In story writing mode. So! Click the review button and tell me what you think? Sorry if Ryuzaki seems OOC. I'll try my best to stay in character. However, having siblings and other stuff is defiantly going to change him.