Universal Chaos

Prologue

Tokyo, Japan-March 2026

"Kyo, are you sure this is a good idea?"

"God, Rini. Don't you have a husband to go hassle? Or perhaps your precious demons- I mean children?" Kyo asked as he started gathering his car keys and various amounts of paperwork that he was about to go have filed.

"Rhi is at school and Tristan is having a Buddy day with Katsuro," Rini looked in the fridge where she found an empty carton milk, and a questionable looking block of...cheese? "So, I came over to take care of my biggest child." She gave him an amused grin as she closed the fridge, while he only glared at her.

He found it funny that even though the Yamazaki's had moved out and left him with the apartment, Rini still spent more time in his kitchen nagging him than at her own house, nagging her own husband. Granted, he knew that wasn't entirely true. He loved Rini, and he was grateful for everything she and Katsuro had done for him the past few years- and he really did love their kids, Rhiannon and Tristan. He didn't actually mean that they were demons, though sometimes he wondered. However, this might have been the thirtieth time just that week that he was having this conversation with the brunette in front of him and he more than fed up with it. He kind of missed her exotic pink hair...Kyo had the theory that when Rini dyed her hair, she dyed away the her sense of fun and adventure.

"Well, Mommy Dearest," He said, shrugging his coat on before leaning against the island. "I hate to tell you this, but Kyo's all grown up now-" he ignored her snort of laughter and continued, "And he is doing this, whether you approve or not. Time to cut the umbilical cord." Mom jokes aside, he really wanted her to understand that he was finally turning around after ten years of moping like a lost puppy. "I need to do this, Rini."

Rini sighed. He hated that sigh. She gave him one as if she was loading up the ammo for yet another long lecture about how this was a bad idea. "Kyo-"

"I don't want to hear it Rini!" he said defensively, as if he actually believed that would stop her- Rini Yamazaki- from changing her mind.

"This boy has been in four foster homes just this year...the last family sent him back because he set their kitchen on fire."

Kyo laughed humorlessly, "Please- we destroyed entire buildings- not one, but dozens- for the 'good of the universe.' A little kitchen fire is nothing." He ran his hand through his hair. He was getting kind of straggily, he would need to get that cut soon. "Listen- there is something in me that is telling me that I need to do this. that I need to go down to the courthouse, hand in this paperwork and come home with a ten year old that everyone has seemed to give up on- even someone who hasn't even met him."

He really wasn't sure why he was doing this. Why that all of a sudden after ten years of being alone and kind of being a bum, he's pulling his act together to go be a foster parent. A foster parent to a kid that has something of a dark cloud hanging over his head. Kyo didn't know much about the boy-only that he had been deemed a serious case that even the most experienced foster families have been able to crack. No psychiatrists, or doctors, or even just living in a group home could help. Kyo knew this was crazy- he really did. But this kid was speaking to him- speaking to his soul almost.

Maybe it was because he was tired of living of Katsuro and Rini's generosity and that it was time to give back. Or maybe he realized that he needed to start living by his old 'Life is too short' mantra. Part of him thought it was because this is what his best friends who left him would have wanted. Emma was a Social Worker- foster kids were her entire life. She would have given this boy a chance- the boy with the horrible foster care history. The one who has never had a real home or parents. Emma would have taken this kid on in a heart beat- why shouldn't he?

As much as he liked to think that this whole thing was to pay homage to what Emma stood for, and what Sam stood for- he couldn't really put his finger on it. So he went with that- it was his best explanation.

Kyo finished buttoning up his coat, "Listen, Rini- I know you're concerned, and I've given you a lot to be concerned about the past few years...but I'm supposed to do this...and I need you to respect that." He paused to see if she would say anything more, but she just stood there, looking at him- clearly defeated. "I'll see you around." He leaves the kitchen and moves down the hallway toward the door. He had just reached out to the door knob when he heard Rini's voice call his name again. "Yeah?" he asked.

"Have you called her back yet?" Kyo looked at the door. He could feel Rini's eyes on him. This was another conversation that they had numerous times over the past few weeks. He came home one night and had a message on the machine from her.

"No."

"Don't you think you should?"

Sure he should. But what would he say? Hey. I love you. Always have. You ripped my heart out, stomped on it and then tossed it somewhere over the Atlantic- but I still love you. Sure, the past ten years have been an absolute nightmare, but I'll definitely just let you prance back into my life again as if I haven't completely broken inside because you left me. I still have that ring too- the one I was going to give you the night after Kasadi's wedding. Too bad you never got to see it- it's damn pretty.

He knew what would happen if he saw her again. He would take her back. If she asked, he would take her back. And if she didn't want him back, it would break his heart all over again. It sounds pathetic- but he knows his heart. He know the effect that she has on him. He could never turn away from her- even though she was the one who turned away first. Which is why he was almost positive that returning that phone call was not something he should do. He had to hold on to what little bits of pride he still had.

"I'm going to be late." he said, "Lock up when you leave, yeah?" and without saying anything else he stepped out of his aparment and start making his way down to his car and across the city to the Foster Care agency, where he filed the paperwork, gathered the suitcases and brought Quentin Takahashi to his apartment

A.N: I know it's taken me forever to get this started. I keep saying tha tmy life has taking a sharp turn towards hell and there really isn't much more to it than that. However- I'll be having a lot more time on my hands now, so with any luck, I'll be able to continue writing this story.