Notes (There's Four of them)

This story uses characters that I created in numerous Rps with the beautiful, talented, magical Cindersarah! She has the right to tell me to remove my story for whatever reason she chooses, if I cross a line and use her plot twist/character/voice without permission then she can tell me to take it down and it will be done.

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I am starting a new fanfic, please review, however I am doing this because this idea has been in my head for a while. Because I am starting a new fanfic I am only thinking about finishing my others, but when I have more time...aka this winter, I'll see what I can do

This will probably be my last fanfic under the username MysticSorceror as I am thinking about changing it to something that uses my real name, Fay meaning fairy. Thanks for listening - Myst

The Lost Son

Prologue

There was a tranquil silence in the room, something that wasn't unusual in these situations and something that each member of the Hizuri family and friends were waiting for. The arrival of the first child of Kuon and Kyoko. Kuon took Kyoko's hand as he watched his son being wrapped up after the umbilical cord was cut. He looked so beautiful with his small crop of dark brown hair. Kuon's face read his joy over his first son, his first child and he felt a blissful state of being. The crying of the baby was like music to him, his son was here, after nine and a half months of waiting his son was here.

"Would you like to hold him Hizuri-san?" the doctor asked kindly as she held the baby and offered her to Kyoko as Kuon watched eagerly.

Laughing softly to herself as she saw Kuon's expression Kyoko waved her hand in her husband's direction, "Let his father hold him first. I'm sure he'll be held a lot as the days pass, we're expecting a crowd," she commented tiredly.

The doctor nodded as she passed the now quiet baby to his father, Kuon eased his hold but still managed to make sure he wouldn't drop his son. "Have you thought of a name?" she asked as Kyoko nodded as she looked at Kuon for confirmation.

"It's Ichirou Rick Hizuri," Kuon said softly as he grinned down at Ichirou loving him with every inch of his being. "Hey," he said to the naked baby, "I'm your daddy and over here," he turned slowly so he was facing Kyoko, "Here's your mommy"

"Hi baby," Kyoko smiled, love in her eyes but fear in her heart. What if she turned into a mother like her own? What if she damaged Ichirou in some way? Right now though all she knew was that she adored the child in her husband's arms, and even though she was only twenty one and a top actress in Japan she felt a maturity beyond her years.

"You are going to be so loved," Kuon said as he sat down on a chair with his son, "By your mommy, by your daddy, by your grandparents, and by all our friends."

"I know," Kyoko said not revealing the fear, "He's so lucky to have so many people beside him. So..." she began awkwardly, "You're alright with raising him in Japan, I know returning to America was your dream."

"You," Kuon corrected, "You are my dream...and now being with him, watching him grow up, being beside you as I do that that is my dream."

"I love you," Kyoko blushed as Kuon kissed her cheek.

"Love you too," he told her, "and I love him...my little Ichirou Rick Hizuri. Now you need to get some rest," he beamed at his wife, "You've had a hectic day and you won't be able to work for a while."

"But I thought that a true actor or actress should always return to work as quickly as possible," she teased as Kuon laughed.

"Still remember my words from all those years ago?" he asked

"Of course...senpai"