Disclaimer: KHR is not mine, take note. If it were mine it will turn into total yaoi :D

This story is about 8018. our lovely yamamoto takeshi will come out little late. maybe on the third or fourth chapter. so, be patient with me, ne? Possible Mpreg in the future and rated M for a reason ;). Yaoi. Anyone who doesn't like yaoi please don't read this story. That's all from me. Enjoy :D

sorry for the bad grammar. english is not my everyday language. i just learn it from my school though. so, no harsh comment about my grammar ok?

Chapter 1

A sound of crying infant can be heard clearly reverberating throughout the empty space of the alley. The alley is dark and cold, inhabit only with rats and other small animals. The floor's full with dead leaves and rubbish, blew by the wind and scattered all over the alley. Beside the wailing infant is a woman in her early twenties which is lay flat onto the cold cement of the alley, body covered in sweats mix with blood and she was breathing heavily from her labour. Red blood trickled down from her vagina onto the floor, successfully wetting her skirt. Weakly, she rummages through her bags to find some painkiller to stop the pain she's experiencing. The wailing infant is left unintended with no clothes to cover his body from the cold air of the city, revealing his male organ. Meanwhile, her mother was too busy catching her own breath. When the woman regains her strength back, she stood and walk out from the alley without batting an eyelashes towards her hungry, cold and wailing baby. She left her newborn baby to go back to her sinful world, to worship some rich man and repeating the same sin over and over again.

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In the middle of the busy city night, an old man with ragged clothes is walking down the road to find a place to sleep for the night. Usually, he could just sleep at the park or any empty bench, but tonight the air is so cold. Even in his layers of clothing, the cold air still able to make him shivers from his head to toe. He rubs his palm together to feel the warmth of his own skin while walking unevenly with his crippled legs. His old bag swings harshly on his back when he starts to jog limply towards an alley just ahead of him. The alley is dark but he didn't care at all. Right now, he only wants some place to protect him from the cold air of the night.

He just starts to set himself into a deep sleep when suddenly he hear something similar to a baby's crying echoing throughout the alley. He sit and focusing his ear to hear the same sound again. But there's nothing. Only silence. Maybe it is only his imagination? When he resumes his sleep, he hear the same sound echoing throughout the alley. He takes his bags and search for his torchlight. Quickly, he stand up and going deeper into the alley to find the source of the sound. He walks slowly while searching every nook and corner of the alley by following the sounds. Then, he found it. At the other side of the alley, lay an wailing infant without any clothes to cover his body. His body already covered with bruise from the ants and mosquitoes bite. The infant's skin colour is already blueish. The placenta still attached to his navel. Quickly, the old man take out his scissors and heat it using his matches. Then he cut the placenta and buried it deeper into the ground. After attending the infant's placenta, the old man start cleaning the infant's body using water. Then he wrap the infant using his old coat and hug him. However, the infant's cry didn't cease but becoming more loud. The old man search for some food in his bag but unfortunately, there's no foods. Only a bottle of mineral water. The baby needed milk right now, not water.

Remembering the coin he get today, he bring the infant to the nearest shop to buy some milk. Unluckily, the shop owner drive out the old man from his shop. He walk slowly with crying infant in his hand, hoping that he will be able to get a bottle of milk in this cold and dark night. After walking for about 30 minutes, he finally found a drink machine. He get two bottle of milk for the baby. Then, the old man together with the baby go back to the alley.

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The old man smiling seeing the infant is sleeping peacefully after drinking a bottle of milk. There's no worries written in his small face. He didn't know that he was thrown away by his own parents and was left to die in this cold and dark alley. This thought brings tears to the old man. How can human be so cruel with their own flesh and bone? The old man's tears streaming down his crease and sunken cheeks. Even so, he still praise his God for allowing him to meet with the baby. Maybe this baby will become his purpose to live in this world. Maybe this is the reason God still giving him chances to live even after committing so many suicides but miserably failed.

Hibari kyouya was the name of the baby. The old man give the baby a name when the baby open his beautiful grey eyes for the first time. He has such a beautiful eyes which reminds him of a skylark everytime he looks into the baby's eyes.

Kyouya jumping happily when someone give them some coins today. He smiles while saying thank you to the women with his sparkling eyes. The women pat his head while saying 'poor you' towards kyouya. Kyouya doesn't understand why they talk to him like that. He didn't understand why people always pity him. He just doing fine. Afterall, kyouya and his father just doing their work. So, what's wrong with that? Even uncle Toshi and his dog work like us, think kyouya. But, there's only one thing that confuse kyouya sometimes. Why did eventhough father and me doesn't sell anything, but we still get money from people? The lady over there sell her vegetable so people buy and she get money. But why did we still get money eventhough we didn't sell anything? When kyouya asks his father this questions one night, his father only smiles and says nothing. Then his father cried while saying 'sorry son' over and over again. From that moment, kyouya didn't ask his father anything more about their job because it makes his father sad and kyouya doesn't like it. So, he just assume that they were just doing fine as long as they still eating their bread.

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"otousan, im hungry. Can we buy some food?" kyouya asks his father while tugging his clothes. A loud grumbling can be heard coming from his little stomach.

"what did you want to eat today?" Tarou asks him smiling making the crease in his face looks more visible.

"ramen! I want to eat ramen!" kyouya jumping energetically while his finger pointing to the ramen stand. " i want to eat a biggg bowl of ramen cuz' i'm hungry. I haven't eat anything from this morning..." kyouya pout. His lips forming an '^'.

"hai, hai. You can eat a big bowl of ramen. Now, shall we go?" Tarou hold Kyouya's hand and both of they walking towards the stand. When they arrive at the stand, a man with broom in his hand come to them with frown on his face. His face clearly shows irritation and disgusted feeling.

"shuu! What are you doing here, beggars?! Get out from here!" the man swings his broom towards them. Kyouya was afraid. He hide behind his father's leg.

" but we have money. We want to buy one big bowl of ramen." Tarou handing his coins to the man. The man scowl.

"ceh, only coins? Wait here. Don't you dare enter my restaurant!" the man with the broom then go inside his restaurant while calling his workers. He point towards the ramen then towards both of them. A few minutes then, a young man came out from the restaurant and handing them their food.

"i'm sorry for my father's behaviour earlier. And this is your ramen." the young man smiles politely towards Tarou. When he saw Kyouya hide behind his father's leg, he smiles again.

"your son, mister? He's cute." he then pat Kyouya's head. Kyouya smile shyly. His cheeks has tint of red.

"yes, he's my son. He's only three though. Thank you for your ramen." Tarou bow his head to show his gratitude towards the young man.

" ah, there's no biggie. No need to thank me. Hehe.. What is the nam-" he didn't get to finish his question when suddenly his father called him from the restaurant.

" Taki, don't be too friendly with beggars! Come inside, we have lots of customer waiting to be served!" his father shout from the restaurant's entrance. His face turn into frown the time his eyes meet with Tarou and Kyouya.

" you should go inside, young man. Thanks for your kindness." Tarou then walk out from the restaurant after saying his thank you towards the young man. Kyouya peek between his father's leg to see the young man go inside the restaurant.

" otousan, the man is a good person, isn't he?" Kyouya asks his father while walking beside his father. His hand holding with his father's hand.

" yes he is." Tarou smiles. It must be good, if only the world treat them like what the young man do. He sigh. Reality is not really beautiful.

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"otousan, you're not going to eat?" Kyouya asks his father when he realize his father didn't eat the ramen yet.

" ah, i'm okay. I'm not hungry. Don't worry about me. Just eat, okay Kyouya? You must grow up to be a strong person so that you can feed me later when i'm old and weak." Tarou smiles. Lies. Truth is, he is really hungry. So hungry he could eat anything even the inedible one. But, he must endure it for kyouya's sake. He need to grow up even in this terible life he gave Kyouya. So, he just smile. Hopefully, he can find some bread crumbs later.

Kyouya stare his father then eat the ramen until its content become half. Then, he look his father and give him the half eaten ramen.

" you must eat too otousan. Even if you're not hungry. I don't want you to sick. We don't have money to go to the hospital, right?" Tarou is loss at words. His mouth open slightly. He finally take the ramen from kyouya's hand when he saw a glint of worriness in kyouya's eyes. He took the spoon and eat the leftover ramen pretty quickly. He didn't stop eating eventhough his tears streaming down his hollow cheeks.

" why are you crying, otousan? Are you feeling sick?" a hint of worriness can be heard clearly in his tone. Tarou only sob louder hearing this.

" n-no, i'm not sick kyouya. This ramen is so good it brings tears to me." Tarou was stuttering slightly. Kyouya feeling a little relieved when his father saying this. Then he chuckle. His father can be funny sometimes. Even ramen can make him cry.

When Tarou finish eating, he throw the rubbish onto the bin near the bench at the park they was sitting. The bench a little narrow when two people laying there. But it just perfect for the both of them. The heat from their body make this position more comfortable in a middle of a cold night. Kyouya look into the starry sky. It was so beautiful. The night air blowing ever so slowly, luling Kyouya into sleep. Then suddenly, something come to his mind and he asks his father.

" ne otousan, did I have a mother?" he look towards his father. His father chuckling hearing Kyouya's question.

" of course you have a mother, Kyouya. Who do you think give birth to you if not your mother?" Tarou smiles showing his yellowish teeth.

" but I haven't meet her until now. How does mother look like, father? Did mother's face same with me?" Kyouya asks his father many questions at the same time. Tarou only answer with silence. When Tarou didn't say a word, Kyouya ask him again.

" otousan? Are you asleep?" Kyouya turn around to face his father. His father didn't fall asleep yet. Then why won't otousan answer me? Hibari become a little confuse. Just when he tried to open his mouth again, his father finally speaking.

" your mother's beautiful, Kyouya. Yes, your face looks like your mother. You haven't meet your mother because she go to a better place. You saw the big star over there? Your mother go there." Tarou point the big star in the sky. Kyouya's eyes sparkling when his father tell him this story.

" but why did mother go to the star?" Kyouya ask his father again. His face full with question mark.

" your mother was sick. So the star take him so that she will become healthy." Tarou look towards the star. He then smile softly.

" when you sick, are the star going to take you too?" Kyouya's face a little worried. He don't want the star to take his father away from him.

" no, the star will not take me away from you even when i'm sick. So, don't worry. I'll be always with you." Tarou pat Kyouya's head and then kiss it. He always like to smell Kyouya's head. It smells like a flower. Kyouya snuggle closer to his father and hugs him tightly.

" i love you, otousan." Kyouya mumbling. Not long after that, he was fall asleep. Tarou smiles. 'Sorry Kyouya, i lied to you. But you didn't need to know about your sad past. This poor life i provide you alone was enough to make you suffer. I can't suffer you more. I can't make you sad more. Please forgive me, Kyouya. I even not your own father. I didn't even know your parents.' Tarou smile bitterly. 'Kyouya not deserve to suffer more even if it's mean i need to tell a thousand lies.'

Night passes then morning come. Today is another wonderful day for Kyouya. Just like yesterday, today the sun is shining brightly too. The birds chirping happily and start looking for their foods. Little Kyouya run towards his father and hugs his legs.

" good morning, otousan! Lets start our job today!" Kyouya smile brightly towards his father. He is jumping energetically on the bench. Tarou pack their belonging into his old bags then sling it.

" then lets go!" Tarou jog playfully towards their usual destination. Kyouya was following from behind. Hopefully today was also their lucky day.

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It is already dark but they still didn't get enough money to buy one loaf of bread. Kyouya's stomach grumble loudly.

" otousan, i'm hungry.." his tone a little weak. His forehead forming a frown resulting from his effort to endure his hunger.

" can you wait a little longer? We still don't get an enough amount of money to buy a bread." Kyouya pout but nod his head nonetheless.

The street lamp lighting the narrow pedestrian walk. There is no more people passing by. Tarou become more nervous when the sum of money still didn't change from the noon. He look around him, looking for people to pass by. But, there's nothing. Only darkness. Kyouya has long fall asleep due to his hunger. Tarou wake Kyouya up when he decided his mind to beg for foods then.

" did our job finish already otousan? Can we eat?" Kyouya standing groggily. His head a little light from his sleep.

" yes, we are going to eat. Now, lets walk towards there." Tarou point his finger to the bun stand. When they arrived to the said place, Tarou asks Kyouya to wait below the tree just across the road.

Tarou walk towards the bun stand slowly. His hand holding his grumbling stomach tightly while his crippled leg walk limply.

" sir, can i get two buns for me and my son?" Tarou asks the bun owner slowly. He hope that the man will pity him. The man look so surprised to see someone was standing beside him. His face quickly turn into a frown.

" hey, get out from here! I didn't have any buns to give to the one likes you!" his face was fierce, showing no sign of pity.

" at least please give my son a bun. He still didn't eat anything yet from morning and he was so very hungry." Tarou continued pleading. He didn't move from where he stand even when the man hit him with a stick.

" get out from here, get out!" the man continuously hitting Tarou with his stick. He shows no mercy towards Tarou. Tarou just want to retreat from the bun stand when he realize Kyouya was looking at him with hope in his eyes. Tarou has no other choices than stealing. He must do it for Kyouya's sake. Then, he looks towards the bun. It looks so delicious, so inviting. At the same time, he also experience guilt. But he just can't hold back and left Kyouya with his hunger. He may be able to stand the hunger, but Kyouya can't. He's still a kid who needs food at least once per day. And they still haven't eat anything since morning and now is the only chance. 'I'm gonna do it.' Tarou make his final decision. Success or fail, it doesn't matter now. All that matter is his Kyouya gets to eat. With that decision in his mind, he walk closely towards the stand while taking a deep breath. Then, in a seconds, he steal two buns from the stand and run towards Kyouya. He run limply while shouting to Kyouya asking him to run. The man's mouth in the stand was open widely and start to shout when he realize he was being rob.

" hey, wait thief! You stole my bun! Hey! Hey! Theif!" he run towards Tarou while swinging his stick. People start to crowd his stand, looking for what had happened.

Tarou was running with all his might with two buns in his hand. Kyouya can't understand what his father was telling him so he wait for him at the same position.

" kyouya, run! Run towards the park!" Tarou was shouting loudly. In his back, the bun man was chasing him with stick in his hand. Suddenly, the bun he was holding fell down the road while he was running. He get down to take the bun when suddenly a honk resounding not from afar. When he look up, a big lorry was coming and before he knows it, it was already too late. He was hit by the lorry. The last thing he ever heard before he passed out is Kyouya's voice calling for him. He try to look, but he can't move. He hear kyouya was now crying while shaking him but dammit, he just can't move a muscle. Slowly, kyouya's voice become distant from him. More. More distant. Then, everything become black.

I'm sorry kyouya.

TBC

so, how's my story so far? good? i'm impressed. boring? i'm sorry. this is just the beginning though. it will get interesting on later chapters. i'll promise. here's my pinkie :D. on the next chapter, little hibari will meet byakuran, shoichi and spanner. opps, so many spoilers. whatever on your mind, please do review my story. i appreciate it. stay tuned and hibari will give you the taste of his tonfas. :D. don't forget to review, jaa nee!