Chapter 1: The Father of my Love.

Itachi's POV

"Shhh, Yuki-chan.. It will be okay.. Your mom will come to take you, trust me.." I tried to stop the desperate cry of my little kitty Yuki who was believing that his mother wouldn't come to take him. "Shhh, please stop it already. You're looking ugly while you're crying."

In fact the time was very late it was nearly 9 pm. What if something bad happened to her? I had called her thousands of times but she was unaviable. Ah damn, don't bring these things to your mind Itachi.. I embraced Yuki tightly and buried my nose into his bright orange hair. We were just resembling each other at the moment. We are just alone and... neglected...

I shook my head firmly. What the hell just I thought? He is just a kid.. And he wants to be in mother's arms now.. That's it. It has no bonds to my case. None of these children have a family that I used to have.. A bitter feeling covered my heart, a blurry memory of my childhood flashed through my mind.

Flashback-

I see a few pair of eyes. More audiance? Enough.. Please enough.. No more.. The painful stuff around my body are being removed slowly, I am getting rid of the ropes and fall on a blue uniform wearing uncle. "What kind of monster can do such a thing. He is just a kid..." Says he while some other uncles who wear the same uniform are taking photos of the stuff.. My head aches.. As like my whole body. How long have been I am here? For a week? A month?..
The uncle carries me out of the filthy and dark room, my eyes hurt when I see the light, burry my head on his shoulder. When I hear the voice of the monster that I call 'mom' I lift my head again. The same dressed uncles are dragging her out of house. There are the aunties that always bring me weird sweets. All of them are trying to hide their faces. There is a huge crowd of journalists and neighbors in front of our house. They all are screaming the same thing;
"Burn in hell! You abusive monsters! How can you do this to your own son!"
A thick blanket is brought and the uncle wraps that around my sore body. "We are going." He smiles to me and we get out of my house.. Some people start crying when they see me, cameras cover all over my sides. Bright, white flashes of cameras start twinkling over and over while uncle carries me towards a police car..

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"DADDY!"

I startled and turned to present with Yuki's happy scream. When I looked up I saw somebody behind the glass door. Father of Yuki?.. I stood up slowly, still holding Yuki tightly. There was a tall, ginger haired guy in front of the door. When I opened the door, he stepped in slowly. Yuki nearly jumped towards him so his father reached him slightly smiling. "I am sorry Yuki.. I am so sorry.. That will not happen again.."
"Daddy.. Daddy.. Yuki loves daddy.." The cute kid hugged him tightly, buried his face on daddy's neck.
"I love you too.. Yuki.." The older copy of him put his large hand on Yuki's back, closing his eyes. I was just watching them amazed.. Everytime I see a parent and child having a bond like that.. It.. It touches my heart.. I've never had a chance to hug someone like this.. Hug someone with everything I have.. I chenched my teeth in order to prevent tears to roll on my cheeks. In a few minutes, Yuki fell asleep on his father's shoulder, he then turned his chocolate brown gaze towards me. "Hello. Thank you very much for staying this late for Yuki. I am Yahiko, his father." He handed his free hand towards me.
"A-ah.. No problem.." I shook hands with him then turned backwards pretended that I was caring about Yuki's stuff. Damn.. My heart pounds so fast.. "Uhh.. Y-Yahiko-san.. Something happened to Yuki-chan's mother? I called her so many times but couldn't contact her."
"We divorced yesterday."
What!?
A toy slipped down from my hand and fell on floor. Blushing, I bent down and took it. He had just told that with an emotionless, cold tone.. That was the thing that shocked me. "D-divorced? W-what about Yuki-kun?"
"He stays with me.." He muttered and added with a bitter voice. "For now.."
Come to think about it... I've never seen her mother smiling.. She was just coming and taking his son from daycare then leaving.. She had never asked how was his son.. But father.. I never thought that his father can be that warm towards his child. "I'd had a meeting at this evening and I couldn't cancel it.. So.. I-.." He stopped abruptly then sighed with a sad tone. "Thanks for everything.."
I turned to them with Yuki-kun's teddy bear figured, soft blanket. "It's nothing.. Please don't mention it.." I covered his little body with blanket and stepped back. "It's very cold outside. Be careful."

Yahiko-san took a card from his pocket and handed it towards me. "My phone number. Please call me if you need someone to call for Yuki."
"O-okay.." I took the card and watched them leaving. He opened the door but hesitated for a moment before go out. "Umm.. Don't you tell me your name?.." He turned his head towards me, whispered with a warm smile, made me felt my heart melt. "Itachi." Was the only word could go out of my mouth.
"Itachi." He repeated. "Nice to meet you, Itachi-san."
"My pleasure.." I watched them walking towards a car and watched him putting Yuki on child seat carefully.. When he was done he placed a soft kiss on ginger haired boy's forehead and straıghtened slowly. When I was able to get my gaze away from Yuki, I saw Yahiko smiling at me. I lifted my hand wıth a cracked smile. He shut the door of the car and headed towards the driver seat...

I don't know why, but I looked behınd them even after Yahiko-san's car got out of my sight.. I wish.. I had a father like him.. I sighed and reached for my coat then wore my boots and got out of the daycare. The streets were generally empty since it was winter and the weather was ice cold. I should have worn a wool hat and a pair of gloves. Brr.. I pushed my hands into my pockets while walking..

"What these aunties and also your mother did to you?"
I am in a room in the police department with a few uncles.. The uncle which carried me from home to here is still holding me tight. I turn my gaze towards the guy who asked the question. He repeats it again.
"T-They.." I start but can't find enough courage to go on.. When the guy who holds me tight realizes, he asks with a soft tone. "Would you like to tell us, Itachi? Don't be shy.. You didn't do anything wrong or shameful."
"T-they put.." I blush even though I was a 5 year old, can't say it out loud so I reach to the guy's ear and whisper with a weak tone. "..their hands into my butt.. And also they put some 'things' inside.."
The middle aged officer sighs in sorrow.. "How many fingers?" He asks, trying his best to not make me feel humilated. "Fingers?" I ask, "actually.. Not fingers.. They put hands.."
"Hands?" His eyes widen. "A whole hand, you mean?"
I nod.
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A cold shiver went down in my spine, pulled me back from these memories. "Geez.. My head is aching like hell.." I groused while walking towards the small market in order to buy something that I can eat for dinner.
"Ohh, hi Itachi-kun! How was your day?" The old owner of the market smiled towards me. "Fine.." I tried to smile. "How was yours?"
"I am hanging around here." He grinned. "Everything is the same."
I put the things that I would buy on the countertop. He put everything into a bag then added a bar of my favorite chocolate into the bag. "A gift from the old man. Will help you to cheer up."
"T-thank you.." I grabbed the bag and paid for stuff. My throat dried.. God.. Why.. Why that old man.. Doesn't know who I am.. Doesn't know what I am doing.. He just sees me at evenings and.. And tries to cheer me up.. Whenever he realizes I am upset.

I entered in my house slowly. "I am home!"
Cold, sufficant walls answered me with an echo.. I didn't mind, turned the lights on then headed to kitchen. Shaking my head firmly I put bag onto countertops. Damn, I have to kick this habit as soon as possible.. I have been living alone since the day that I became 18. Get used to it already! Get used to be alone dammit! Although there was a storm within my heart, I managed to be calm.. Though, there was no point in hurting my body anymore.. It wouldn't work anyway..
...

'According to the health test, there are anal ruptures and we detected bruises all around his body. That's clear, he has been tortured for months.'
'We found some disks in the house. About.. Him..'
'Child abuse.. Monsterish, child abuse.'
'I cannot believe that they are disgusting enough to do this to such cute child.. Heartless bastards..'
A hand caresses my hair softly.. I am seemed to be sleeping but I am able to hear every single word spoken. There is a group of uncles and an auntie in the hospital room, they are talking about me..
'What will happen to him?' One of them asks. 'What will they do about Itachi?'
'Probably, he will be sent to an orphanage.'
'Poor boy...'
I open my eyes slowly.. I am tired.. I feel so tired..
'Oh he is waking up.' I hear someone very near me.. 'Where I am?' I mutter with a weak tone..
'Good morning Itachi-kun..' A pair of sapphire blue eyes look at me..
...

I sat on my double bed with a metal tray whose has a glass of orange juice and a sandwich on it. I reached remote of the little television which was placed opposite of my bed. Tv was boring as always and since I was too tired for an activity, I had to watch these boring things.. While zapping between channels fortunately I found a high-quality comedy show and decided to watch it..

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I can't even smile.. I thought while the audiance were splitting their sides with laughter. I can't have any taste of life.. Sighing, I turned the tv off and lay on bed..

Researchers are right.. People who live alone are unhappier than people live with a family.. I wish, I have a family too.. I shut my eyes in order to get some sleep.. My stomach hurts..

Waking up with dreadful nightmares about my childhood, I opened my eyes to the new day.. The weather was gloomy and rain drips were hitting my window.. I sighed and pushed my messy hair to back of my head. When I straightened on my hips, a slight smile flashed across my lips.. The only thing that can make me happy was standing right in front of me.. That was just an ordinary cork board hung on my wall, but each thing on it were unique treasures for me.. Because they were the paintings that my little children made for me.. On every morning, I was looking at them before starting the day.. Because that was the best motivation for me...

"Itachi!" Yuki ran towards me with his cute, waddle style, shouting my name excitedly. He was holding a paper in his tiny hands, "I drew our family last night! For you!" He handed the paper towards me. "Father also helped!"
"Oh.." I kneeled and took his shoes off. When I looked up I saw the tall body of Yuki's father. There was a cinnamon colored chesterfield coat on him which looks like made-to-order. An ivory colored scarf had been wrapped around his neck, a pair of the same colored gloves were covering his beautiful hands smoothly. By only looking at his pants, I understood that he was wearing a suit. Damn.. He looks.. Expensive.. I never guessed that Yuki's family can be 'this' rich. In contrary of his father, Yuki's clothes were quality but inconspicious, he was looking like just an avarage child.
"C'mon Itachi!" Yuki pulled my trousers's lower part, drew my attention. "Look!"
I stared at the sheet for a while carefully.. Yuki was in front of a house.. A very big-triplex house. "Ne, ne! Let me see, too!" He pulled my pants again, so I had to take him in my arms. "Look.. This is me!" He pointed a short stickman who has short, orange lines as hairs. He was smiling widely. "This is father!" He pointed the other stick figure which was holding Yuki's one hand. "And.. Is it mom?" I asked pointing the other stick figure which was holding Yuki's other hand. "Hahaha." He chuckled. "No, no, You're silly.. Look carefully! It has silky, long hair!"
I took a closer look at the other stickman which has black, long hair and abnormally big eyes. "Uhh... Is that..?"
"It's you!" Yuki said with an happy scream. "Yuki loves Itachi as much as he loves daddy!"
"W-what.." I got shocked for a few seconds.. He put me in his family... Oh god.. "Y-yuki.. Thank you.." I tried to control my crackling voice while kissing him on the cheek, smoochly. "I'll keep this until the day that I die.." I put him on floor again and straightened, biting my lips..
"Daddy helped!" He smiled widely. "Kiss him as well!"
I glanced at Yahiko-san who was waiting under rain, with a wide umbrella. "C'mon Yuki.." He smiled warmly. "Go to your friends and be a good boy during day.."
"Hai!" He ran towards the closest play-room happily.
I looked behind him until he disappears then turned to the person waiting outside. "Yahiko-san.. Thanks for everything.. Have a nice day." I was about the shut the door but his voice stopped me.
"Uhh, Itachi-san.. In fact I want to talk about something." He dropped his gaze. "I am sorry if I am being a nuisance but please.. It's very important for me.."
"Umm, what is it?" I asked. Being a nuisance? C'moonnn!
"I have a very important meeting on the weekend. I won't be home before late on both saturday and sunday.. I cannot find anybody to stay with Yuki, because he can't stay with people he doesn't know. But, since he likes you so much, I thought that.. Maybe.. You may come to our house and be our guest for two days.. Is it okay for you?.."
I was speechless.. God's sake... How can you ask that 'is it okay?' thing... Of course.. Of course I will be very happy!.. "O-okay.." Was the only word could went out of my mouth. A feeling that I've never felt for a long term of my life, covered my heart.. Damn, why I am so happy?! He just invited me for 2 days... Why I am...?
"Itachi-san?" Yahiko looked into my eyes anxiously. "Are you okay?"
"I am.." I realized the tears which decided to get out of my eyes by their own and wiped them with my hands.. "My eyes are sensitive.. Because of the biting cold... They started.. Getting.. Wet.." I tried to smile.
"Really?.. So.. Don't get cold." He smiled back. "Thanks for everything."
"Have a nice day!" I shouted behind him and shut the door after he went out of my sight.

Yes! Chapter one ends here! I should warn you. It may seem to be a very cute-love story.. WRONG! That's a fucking sad and tragic story so if you can't handle, please don't read. :|

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