Nu~! I know I:

1. need to get my old stuff back up (I haven't abandoned it, I'll explain later)

2. usually write my stories in order of what's on my profile for story ideas

but! Have no fear! I plan on doing this 'make a one-shot/drabble for every letter of the alphabet' thing with Musayama (I just got Viz's volume 4 and 5 for KDU yesterday. Musayama/Sushiyama. Not liking it) because I:

1. have not seen any fanfics for him on this site

2. he has great back-story opportunities and, like, nobody's been using it!

So for the letters… I just go on and click the generate button until I find a word starting with that letter. But for a few I have pre-picked out words.

I must warn you though: contains MANY OC's and Miyuu is probably OOC. Sorry.

The Letter is: A

The Word is: Attachment

Of course he had been attached, they were his parents. He had loved them with all his heart, and when it all came down to it, it didn't matter that he occasionally fought with them, was lazy, or had a secret resentment that he was the 'baby' in the family.

But now they were dead. The young boy couldn't believe it. They had died. It was earth-shattering. Musashi didn't mind that his big sister, Miyuu, was going to be raising him. He loved her too, even if they didn't always get along, her being a stupid teenage girl and all. But, still. Nothing could ever replace his parents. Not ever.

Musashi let his head fall and felt tears run down his face and dampen his shirt. Something like this was what would make him want to coup up in his room for a few days and not come out, but the boy knew that wasn't an option. He would just have to go on as usual. But this time he had a plan in mind.

Days before he had to take a 'career test' for school (actually just a stupid assessment to see how skilled they were and what line of work the government could force them into, if need be), Musashi had sat on his bed and talked to his dad about joining the military. He could hear his fathers' voice now,

"I don't know, son. The military is hard."

"But, Dad," He had protested, "they do things for us! Plus, I saw a documentary in community class that said that it was great!"

"A documentary, eh?" His father said, an eyebrow lifting as he smiled slightly.

"Yep!" Musashi proudly proclaimed.

"Must have been convincing, then."

"What makes you say it like that?" The child demanded.

"Son, a boy like you, with your height, weight, and frame, would likely die before training was over," The older man said solemnly. His sons' eyes widened. Die? Musashi didn't know that. But, still. He knew that by the time he was 14 (the enlisting age for the military, due to lack of need and the fact that it was a career that was more of a trade than anything else), the boy was going to be tall and muscular. He'd be fine.

"Well," His father said, "I see that for now, you're hell-bent on joining. Good luck and be careful."

Those words had helped the child. Musashi was now, more than ever, hell-bent on joining. It didn't matter that after that night, he didn't really want to go. He knew that his dad had told his mom, and that Miyuu had inadvertently heard about their conversation, too. He knew, because the next morning at breakfast, his mother and sister had looked at him differently. Joining the military was usually a family event. Like when a child was old enough to receive the 'The North and The South' talk. Only in this case it didn't begin with "When I was your age I/a friend/a family member…". It was the son or daughter sitting their family down and saying "I want to be in the military.". But, of course, they'd say it a gently as possible.

Either way, he'd never be able to show his parents his success. Either way, he'd have to go into school and have everyone on his back, students bugging him, teachers doing their jobs and hawking him for brake-downs and/or suicide attempts.

Murayama Musashi knew it was attachment. But, still. It couldn't be helped.

I know that Musashi is a police officer, but I hope to elaborate on the whole 'military' thing later. As for the 'North/South' talk and his community class…I had to make it futuristic. I have this idea where it takes a dystopia turn and when the two continents smush together, the world forgets a shit load of history and traditions. And there's the fact that the North Island (or New Island, personally I say North) doesn't have plants or animals. As for the whole 'community class' thing, it's just CCR (College and Career Readiness). They have that at my school, I don't know about yours, though. I hope to add more of the parents in and help develop young Musashi and young Miyuu. As for his age and his parents' death, I have no idea. The manga never says how they die or at what age Musashi is when they die. Sorry if this is bad!