Those Blue Eyes

Len's POV:

My father, he didn't deserve the title of my Daddy, was a heavy alcoholic, and usually came home drunk and in a fury. On one horrible night, he was drunker than ever. He screamed at my Mommy and hit her across her face. My dear sister, Rin, grabbed his big hand, when he was preparing a hard backhand slap across my mom's face again. He punched Rin in the jaw and sent her flying across the room. She hit the wall and slowly slid down the wall. I watched from my hiding spot in the closet. Then, he grabbed Rin by the neck and took her into a different room with a large king-sized bed. The screams started a few moments later, they were blood-churning and just horrific. I never figured out what happened to my sister, but the next day when we were walking to school she had bruises covering her arms, looking at the ground and the being eerily quiet. I never realized the extent of what happened that day, until a few years later…I still never what to acknowledge those memories as a part of my history.

A shutter ran though my body.

Mommy had been in the hospital for a few months, I didn't know what was wrong with her; she was always asleep, sometimes even mumbling a few words in her seemingly unending slumber. A few of the doctor's at the hospital said she was suffering from a coma; they didn't know if she would ever come-to. A lot of the time, the doctors wouldn't let me see her, which always made my go into a state of simple hysteria. I would have to calm down sometime, but when I was like that, it was always a sad site. Eventually, the doctors told Rin and me that our mom was dead, the never gave us a reason; they just flat-out told us she was dead, and then kicked us out of the hospital. We wandered for a few days, trying to think what would be best. Rin had the idea to live on the streets, being we were going to be evicted from our house in a few days, and we salvaged all we could get. We only had a few food items, some blankets, a picture of us with our mom, and a small stuffed dog that was Rin's.

Then, it was Rin and me against the forces of nature, living in a dirty alley.

Rin was killed a few weeks ago when a gang of older boys demanded that she have sex with them. She promptly refused even when they started offering her money for her…services. Then the boys got really angry, they-they pulled out a gun as Rin was walking away. The sound of three bullets being shot from the gun echoed into my ears, the smell of gunpowder overpowering my smell receptors. I coughed silently as the boys left. I ran to my sister's dead body and cried over her. Police had to question me a few days later about Rin's death. I told them all of what I saw, hiding like I always did. Tears stung my eyes as I told them about her refusal for sex, the gun being brought out, them shooting her in the head three times, and about me crying. When I was done at the police office, I went back to my little alley.

And now I am here. In my little alley. Alone…

As I drifted off to sleep I saw a tall figure looming over me. I couldn't open my eyes; I was too tired to do anything about it. I didn't care what the person might do to a sleeping blonde-haired child like myself. Eventually, I was in a misty dream, my sister was there, as was my mom. We were having a nice day spending time together, it was perfect.

I heard a voice cut though the dream. I opened my eyes to see a smiling blue haired, blue eyed man looking down at me; a smile painted on his face. I looked around; I was in a house, lying on the couch. "W-who are you?" asked I timidly, "um…where am I?"

The man smiled again. "I'm Kaito!" he said, "I brought you here after I saw you sleeping in that alley. What where you doing there, anyway?"

I looked at the smiling Kaito. "W-well…" I started explaining every aspect of my story, from my drunken father, to my dead mother, to the death of my sister, to the point that they were now. It took over two hours of discussion to get Kaito to hear my entire story.

Kaito did a tsk sound with his mouth. "Well, we can have that!" he exclaimed. Kaito told me what he was thinking, though no matter what, Kaito's mind was set upon. "Len," Kaito said, "I'm going to adopt you"

"WHAT?" I exclaimed in shock.

"Mmmhmm," said Kaito, "I've got all the details worked out in my mind." He smiled. "That is…if you what me to take you in."

I said, still in shock, "W-well I guess, but isn't this moving a little fast?"

Kaito quickly replied, "Don't you think it would be better to live off the streets for a while? Away from the gangs, the disease, the starvation? Think!"

I smiled, tears of joy streamed down his cheeks. "T-thank-you so much, Mr. Kaito!" Then, I hugged him.

"Len…" Kaito said, "Just call me Kaito"

Now it is four years later, and I'm doing a lot better. Kaito and I were inseparable and he was the perfect definition of a father to me. We figured out that I had an amazing voice and soon after, we were both in a singing company called Vocaloid. My life had changed for the better, if only Rin could have made it this far. No, she would have wanted me to end up like this, which Kaito my guardian, my best friend, my dad.

Smiling, I looked up at the night sky from my window. All this was because of those blue eyes, so kind and caring.