Notes
This is dark, It's implied that the mother was raped. There was depression and suicide too.
I didn't upload this to my tumblr because, well it's dark.
I just want to make something that shown the reason about Byakkomaru, so...
Alternative Universe, prequel of Snow-White Boy and Byakkomaru
His mother was very beautiful.
Her long silver hair sometimes brushed his every time he sat on her lap. Her blue eyes would lock onto his and bright smile would cover her face. Pink lips would move when she sang a song for him when it was time to sleep.
Sometimes she would stay on her bed for days, didn't make a sound and stared blankly.
But his mother loved him, and he loved his mother with all his heart.
There were times where they moved from place to place, with only one suitcase behind them.
Those were the happiest times for him.
One day a man with ashen hair came to their house.
Shinya saw him from behind the cupboard, because his mother said it was time for seek and hide and he shouldn't make a sound.
He didn't make a sound for hours, because his mother hadn't find him.
It happened for so many times. His mother would always say to him, "Shinya, if the man with ashen hair come, you'll hide and don't make a sound, okay? Please promise me."
He nodded, he would always obey his mother.
But sometimes he wondered why the bed creaked, why his mother would screams.
He hated that man.
Every time he was gone from their home, his mother would look blankly at the wall for hours. Never made any sound.
He missed his mother.
One time, Shinya looked for his mother. She was sitting on the bathroom floor, with her left hand hidden behind the curtain and the bathtub, her other hand was holding a phone. She called to him, "Shinya, can you take my phone with you? There will be some people coming to our home today, please point them where the bathroom is," she said.
"Now, go to the living room. It's almost time for your favorite cartoon right?" he nodded. "Please close the bathroom door. I'll be in here for awhile, so don't ever come here, okay?"
She smiled at him. "I love you, my baby."
Hours later, a few men came to their house. Some of them wore white cloaks. Some of them wore dark uniforms.
That man, also came.
But Shinya didn't have time to hide, so that man stared at him. So small compared his bulky figure.
Then the few men came out of the bathroom. On the stretcher was his mother, with skin paler than usual.
Her beautiful long silver hair was streaked in red.
The first time he saw that girl, what he thought was that she had long ashen hair.
She told him that her name was Mahiru and she would be his sister.
Shinya never had a sibling. His mother was all he had.
But he asked her, "Will my hair be streaked in red?"
The next day, there was a fluffy black and white striped tiger plushie on his bed. Mahiru told him, "The opposite of white is black, not red." She touched his hair, "And you hair is beautiful just like it is."