Chapter 1: Prologue

Character pairings: yamamoto x oc

Gahh this is my very first fanfic! I'm kind of nervous but I hope there aren't much grammatical errors!

Do review (: all sorts of feedback are welcome.

Lastly, just enjoy!

Update: thanks to velociraptorVENOM for the review that Yamamoto doesn't suit this. After reading through I kind of agree! I like yamamoto anyway (:

And to omgpink, I found out red eyes aren't supposed to be so common! (: I'll go change the colour, and the orbs thing.

So to all my dear readers, I'm really sorry its not a Hibarixoc thing anymore. But I can promise it'll be as interesting so do continue reading! Thanks a lot!

-moko

Disclaimer: KHR does not belong to me. The only things that belong to me are my dearest OC and my story! (: ask if you wanna take anything out of it. Thanks!

To him, she was like his rainbow. So many colours, so many faces, yet so beautiful all the same.

"Hey Maki-chan! Slow down a little would you?"

"I'm not going to wait for slow pokes like Yui! Hurry up, or the swing will be taken!"

"Ahh, you're in such a rush! You go ahead first and help me save a swing! I'll catch up with you later!"

With that, the faster girl ran off ahead, leaving the slower one far behind.

The little girl sighed, her golden hair swaying slightly in the wind. Right now, she only wanted to stare at the cherry blossoms in full bloom. Swings could wait, flowers could not.

She began to twirl around the streets, staring up at the pink trees.

"It's beautiful," she whispered.

Turning at random corners and staring at the sakura trees, it was not long before she got lost.

She was kind of clumsy and getting lost wasn't a first.

"oh no, maki-chan will definitely scold me later. " she worried, looking around for any signboards. Unfortunately, there weren't any in the vicinity.

Suddenly, she heard a deep voice behind her.

"Hey little kitten, lost? Let me guide you around, heheh."

She spun around, her golden locks whipping in the wind. Then, her eyes widened as she saw a dirty middle-aged man staring lustfully at her. He was laughing and advancing, like an evil villain in those cartoons she saw. With a few steps backwards, she was cornered, back against the wall, with no escape.

"what do you want from me?" her voice quivered slightly. She then tripped over her own legs and landed on the floor.

"Heh, I just want to catch a little lost kitten," the Filth smirk at her. In his eyes she saw desire, temptation, and everything that signaled she was in deep trouble.

"you're mine!"

"Let go of her!" A little boy's voice resounded.

The Filth turned around, eyeing the little boy in front of him. "You, talking to me?" He laughed out loud. "Worried for your little girlfriend huh?"

The girl's eyes widened as she stared and the little boy with his hands curled in fists. It was a weird combination. But what weirder was seeing the little boy take on the Filth. It was a joke, like a mouse fighting an elephant.

"I'm… going to… to kill you! Let her go if you know what's best for you!"

"Che, fine fine. I'm not going to waste my time on you kids." The Filth said, as he ran off out of the alley.

"You alright?" The little boy peered down at the frightened girl. "He's gone now, you're going to be safe."

"You… you're not the man's accomplice are you? They often do that in shows… pretending its safe and then capturing me again later!"

The boy was shocked at her words. It was rather laughable, yet plausible all at the same time. He started to chuckle. Seeing him laugh, she let her guard down and laughed along as well.

"haha silly me. Don't think of getting all chummy with me now though just because you saved me there! I'm strong okay!" the girl then snapped back at him, she reached out her hand, signaling to shake his.

"My name's Yui! Ayuzawa Yui! What's your name?" Yui said.

He reached out to shake her hand and replied, "Yamamoto Takeshi! Let's be friends!"

"hmm…Yamamoto? Alright, I allow you to be my friend from today onwards! Aren't you glad you met me!" Yui continued laughing. "Let's go play with swings! My friend saved one for me! As long as you can bring me to the playground, heh. It's not like I'm lost or anything!"

"Alright! Come on lets go before it gets dark."

It was pretty ironic though, that she said he should be the one glad he met her, cause she was really glad she met him.

Days of joy and laughter continued. Yui would meet Yamamoto after school everyday at the same old playground. Together, they played swings and slides till the skies turned blue. At times, they would get more adventurous and try to find more playgrounds. At others, they would just sit around and talk about their dreams for the future.

"Hmm, I don't know what I want to be when I grow up! I like playing baseball though." Yamamoto smiled like a little kid. Oh, he is a little kid.

"Chey, bakamoto is really an idiot huh. " Yui asked him. He got pretty used to her calling him that nickname and chuckled playfully.

"When I get older, I think I want do something exciting! Like fighting Mafiaso! HAHAH!" Yui said.

Yamamoto laughed a little at her weird dreams. She was weird, always acting tough, but so cute when she laughed innocently.

Time flew past, in a few years she was already 8.

On the day before her 9th birthday, she had something to confess to little Yamamoto.

"Hey Yamamoto-kun. I've got something I need to tell you." She said slowly, her voice soft but certain. He was shocked, she didn't call him yamamoto unless it was really something important.

"Hnn?" was his reply.

"I'm going to fly off, tomorrow at night." Yui said, her hands fidgeting slightly with the hem of her shirt. She then looked up straight into his face and said, "I'll be going to Italy to pursue my dreams."

His eyes widened, shock written all over his face. "Oh, I see. Will you be coming here tomorrow?" Yamamoto said, trying to force a laugh, but he couldn't really do what he did best here. He didn't want her to go off just like that.

"Hmm.. maybe! It depends on whether I've finished packing what I need to!" Yui smiled at Yamamoto, her hazel eyes sparkling. He could tell she was sad, but she wasn't going to let their encounter become a teary one. It was also really rare that she smiled so beautifully.

He nodded and stood up. "Well, have a safe journey and a good life in Italy. Don't get lost again!" Yamamoto said, turning his back to leave.

"Wait! Where are you going! It may be my last day here and you're leaving so early?" she pouted, her voiced raised.

"I've got something to do.." Yamamoto whispered. "See you soon, if you ever return! Bye Yui," He walked further and further away, until he was no more.

She stared at the retreating figure, her eyes blurred. "That idiot, I wanted to spend this last day with him…"

"Hey Yui hurry up, the plane will leave at night so we've got to leave in the evening!"

"Alright! I need to go somewhere first! Will be back soon!" Yui shouted, bolting out of her house, her hand grabbing a something tightly.

Please let him be there.

Yamamoto ran towards the playground as soon as his classes ended. He checked his pockets twice to make sure the box was still there.

Please let her be there.

She ran as fast as her little legs could carry her, all the way to the playground. When she arrived, she scanned the swings and slides, all for a black-haired boy.

But he wasn't there.

Yui turned, preparing to leave. The heavens weren't going to let her have a happy 9th birthday. She started to run, but she tripped, her knees landing on the sand.

"Yui! YUI!"

She whipped her head round at a distinct familiar voice.

"Where were you! I was looking for you!" Yui screamed, exhilarated.

"You alright? Do your knees hurt?" Yamamoto asked, concerned.

"Nahh, it's sand! Tsk, bakamoto you're so late!"

"Sorry I'm late! But I won't be late for this," Yamamoto said, handing her a neatly wrapped box. "Happy Birthday, Yui! Come on, open it!"

"You actually remembered? Oh bakamoto, I'm pretty shocked!" She said softly, taking it with her small fingers. Her vision slowly blurred a little, but she wasn't going to let him see her cry. She was a strong girl! Holding back her tears, she opened the box. In it, lay a white silk ribbon attached to a bell.

"It's amazing, thank you so much bakamoto-kun! Haha!" she breathed, and hugged him tightly, causing his face to go red.

"It's… nothing. Just so you can… err, remember when you're in Italy!" Yamamoto stuttered, his heart pounding in his chest. "You can ring the bell if you're lost… and I'll be there."

"Haha that's silly how are you going to do that, teleport? Oh! I have something for you too!" Yui said, releasing him from her embrace. "Here!" She said, handing him a over-sized baseball bat. On it, were the words Yamamoto Takeshi's awesome friend, Ayuzawa Yui.

"Hey its pretty big! Thank you, Yui!" Yamamoto said, laughing with his shiny white teeth showing.

"Hmpf, it's for you to keep playing baseball when you grow up! You've got to become some professional someday and score six consecutive home runs okay!" Yui

"YAY, this birthday is pretty awesome, despite it being with bakamoto! Thanks a lot Yamamoto-kun, for everything. Can I just ask for one last request?"

He stared at the little girl before him and nodded his head. She looked into his brown eyes, piercing it with her hazel ones.

Gosh, how could he not realise how pretty her eyes were?

"Can you promise me that whatever happens, even when we're old, you'll still stay by my side and be my friend when we meet again?" Yui stared at Yamamoto, her eyes twinkling.

"Of course! I'll show you those consecutive home runs next time! And you've gotta be that mafia you were talking about." Yamamoto replied.

"Hah, that's silly! You're always so silly! But alright then, it's a promise! Whoever breaks it will have to swallow a thousand needles! See you again, Yamamoto Takeshi!" Yui smiled, and waved at him. She was so bright, just like the moon in the night sky.

He stared at her back, her long golden hair swaying in the wind. He would remember her, not just those colourful hazel eyes, but also how she never failed to make him laugh with her weird antiques and clumsiness.

They would change in time. He was going to be a dashing baseball ace in his school, admired by a bunch of fangirls. She would become even more beautiful, yet deadly, like a rose.

Everything was going to change. All but one.

He would never forget how those golden streaks rode the wind, complementing those hazel orbs.

Yes! I finally finished the prologue! This is tough work. It was pretty long though, unexpectedly!

Help me review, thank you!

Update, her eyes are hazel now, and I'm only going to use orbs for the last line cause its boring if I just use eyes!

-moko