This is aiming to be a collection of drabbles that are focused around Kaito and Haruto. That doesn't necessarily mean that they will both feature in every chapter, however.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Zexal or anything related to it.
Characters: Kaito, OC.
Genre: Angst, family.
Warnings: Mentioned character death.
Pink
His mother wore pink.
Not when she was duelling officially, in the arena, but at their home in the mountains, she pulled on a pink blouse in the mornings and would dress Kaito in a matching one. It was their thing, no one else's, which was why he didn't care if the other children thought him girly. He didn't need them, not when he had her.
He supposed that she wasn't just his mother; she was his best friend and only real rival at Duel Monsters and Kaito loved her.
That was why he was so apprehensive when she told him that she was going to have another child, that he was going to have a sibling. He didn't want another person involved in the complicated duet that was their life; not his awkward and intimidating father - who hid in his lab whenever they went to visit and could never remember when Kaito's birthday was - not one of the strange children from the duelling ring - who didn't understand tactics and didn't understand maths and didn't understand the way Kaito's life orbited around something other than popularity and friends - and definitely not a brother - who would also wear pink and would learn to duel and who would also love Kaito's mother, maybe even as much as Kaito loved her.
But then his mother was dead and Kaito was alone.
He didn't look alone; there were people around him, who said things to him in sharp voices that wore guises of sadness and gave him warm, tasteless drinks that were cooled by his hands, and his father was there, taking his hand in a gripless hold and leading him to a clear box that had wires running into it and cradled the-
-oh.
The baby was there, swaddled in blue to match his hair - Kaito's mother's hair - and at the funeral, Kaito held Haruto in his arms and watched as they buried his mother beneath the ground - why the ground when she had always lived in the stars? - and made a promise to the wind and a memory that he would always protect the one his mother died for.
Kaito always wore pink after that, as a tribute to his mother, until he couldn't - until the world called him out on his promise - and he wore black but shone white as he stared across the pink roofs and searched for a memory that lingered in a wind that was no longer blowing.
The ending didn't come out the way I really wanted it too, but I couldn't think of anything else to put. Not all the chapters will be like this one, some will be more like real stories.
Would anyone protest if I make Haruto's nickname for Kaito "Kitty"? Just tell me in a review, so that I can alter the plan for the next chapter.