Prologue
Yasuhiro Hagakure.
He was just a normal college student, majoring in psychology and minoring in the arts. Although he was extremely lazy at some points, he still did his work and was almost always nice to everyone. He had tan skin, long, unruly dark brown hair that spread out in all directions, amber eyes, and light stubble on his chin. He was also tall, standing at 5'11. He was smart, but his memory was not the best..
..And his not-so-good memory would prove to play a vital part in his life, which brings us to today, to our current situation..
It was a normal day for Yasuhiro so far. He just entered his advanced psychology class, sitting down at one of the back seats of the large, auditorium like classroom. He got out his materials, readying his paper and pen to write. However, as soon as class started, two police officers entered the classroom. "Is Yasuhiro Hagakure in here?", one of them asked. Said male nearly choked on his own breath. His best friend, Yasuke Matsuda, sighed, shaking his head.
"What did you do this time, Hiro?", he asked, brushing some of his ebony hair to the side, gazing at him with cold, icy blue eyes. Yasuhiro put his stuff back in his bag, and got out of his seat, shaking.
"I-I don't know!", he stuttered, making his way down to the front of the class, where the police officers were waiting.
"Follow us, Mr. Hagakure.", they said in unison, creeping the young man out a bit. The three exited the classroom, and exited the building. Yasuhiro saw that they were leading him to a police car, and that made him panic even more.
"AHHH! What did I do to get arrested?!", he exclaimed, clutching his head in confusion. One of the police officers laughed, while the other entered the car on the drivers side. It confused the brunette even more. "Huh?! Why are you laughing?", he asked, entering the car as the other officer closed the door for him. The other officer entered, and looked back at him, a smile on her aging face.
"You did nothing wrong, Yasuhiro, but I believe you'll find yourself in an...interesting situation.", she mused chuckling, turning back to the front as the other officer next to her pulled out of the college parking lot, and onto the road. The ride was silent. Yasuhiro took this time to think of what type of situation he would be in. What was so important, that he had to be removed from his class by two police officers? He couldn't understand what was going on..
..They soon pulled up in front of the police station, and the three got out of the vehicle. The officers led Yasuhiro inside, and to an office. On the door of the office, there was a silver plate with a name.
'Chief Kanemoto'
Head Police Officer
He gulped, reading the name. He was in deep shit, wasn't he? The female officer knocked on the door, and a 'come in' was heard. She opened the door, and they all walked inside. "Cheif, we brought Hagakure like you asked.", she said. Chief Kanemoto looked up from his paperwork, and gave them a smile.
"Good job Goda, Fujiwara, you two may leave.", he told them. They nodded, and left. It was only Yasuhiro and Kanemoto in the room. "Have a seat, Yasuhiro.", he said. Yasuhiro slowly sat down in one of the seats, and looked at Kanemoto worriedly. Kanemoto was a middle aged man, with graying dark green hair, and deep, brown eyes. Yasuhiro spoke.
"Chief, I don't know what I did-", he started, but was cut off by the older mans deep chuckling. Kanemoto leaned over his desk to give Yasuhiro a pat on his shoulder.
"You did nothing wrong, my boy, there is no need to worry.", he mused, giving him a warm smile. Yasuhiro sighed in relief, visibly relaxing. But he didn't know why he was here.
"Why am I here then if I did nothing wrong?", he asked, confused. Was it his mom? Did she go out drinking and get in a bar fight again? Kanemoto took out a file from a cabinet behind him and placed it on his desk.
"Last week, we found a woman dead in her home. She seemed to have committed suicide by overdosing on drugs. Do you recognize this woman?", he asked, opening the file and giving Yasuhiro the picture of the girl. She looked around his age, and Yasuhiro thought she was a bit pretty, with short dirty blonde hair, large, olive green eyes, and pale skin. However, he had never seen this female before.
"No, I don't sir. I've never seen her before in my life.", he replied honestly, giving the picture back. Kanemoto nodded, placing the picture back in the file.
"While you don't recall seeing this woman ever, we have proof that you have interacted with her before.", he told Yasuhiro, who was confused once again. Proof? What kind of proof? He scratched his head.
"But I don't even know her, how is there proof?", Yasuhiro asked, his voice wavering slightly as he spoke. He thought to himself. 'Is this what that female officer meant by interesting?' Kanemoto's lips broke out into a small grin, and he picked up the phone on his desk and pressed a button, putting it to his ear.
"Send the proof to my office.", he ordered, and hung up the phone. He looked at me with a smile. "Now, this might be shocking, but they have the paperwork showing that it is true.", he told the brunette. 'True? What's true?' the brunette college student asked himself. A knock sounded at the office door. "Come in.", he told them. The door opened, and an officer came in, with two children holding her hands. They were both boys, looking around the age of 6 or 7. One of them had dark brown hair, light tan skin, and hazel eyes, while the other had light brown hair, peach skin, and olive green eyes. They both had ahoges. Yasuhiro raised an eyebrow at them, and looked to Kanemoto confused.
"Children?", he questioned, sweat dripping down his eyebrow. Kanemoto looked at the the officer, who handed Yasuhiro several papers. He took them, and began to look through them. As he did, his eyes began to widen. "W-WHAT?! But, th-this is impossible! I've never seen her before, ev-ver!", he sputtered out, his breathing slightly intensifying.
"We've already done a blood test, and the results say that it's true. Yasuhiro Hagakure, you now are the legal guardian of Makoto and Hajime Hagakure. Your biological children."
