Her I am again, with a whole new story, on-going! xD Hope you like it!

"Ayase-kun…" Ayase turned to the heavily breathing person. The blond haired person had his blue eyes and the same female face as he had. He held his mother's hand tightly. His father sat next to him and he noticed tears dropping down his face. "I love you sweetheart." the woman said, turning herself in her hospital bed. His father grabbed him and put him down next to his mother.

"I love you too, mommy." he said, not really understanding what was going on. His mother was talking strange and sort off weak but there was no reason why? Was she sick? A five year old boy could not know what was going on. His father sobbed once, which made him sad too.

"Promise me… you'll live well…" the female said, closing her eyes and smiling at her small boy. Her face looked pale and skinny.

"I promise…" the son replied, still not understanding what he had just promised.

"Take care of yourself and others… never leave anyone behind…" her breathing became worse. "I love you…" she opened her eyes and looked at her husband. "Both of you…" she closed them again and the breathing was gone. Nothing. Only a long beep appearing out of the machine next the little boy. His father threw his arms around his wife, crying out loud, which made the boy cry too. Somehow he knew something was wrong, but still, his mind did not understand anything of this terrible situation.

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"Oh no…" the blond boy said. He was eager to go to his first year of high school but the weather ruined it all. This would be like the day he would finally feel like a grown up person. He was allowed to go alone for the first time and that feeling made him feel proud. Only… it was raining. One rule: 'if it rains, I'll bring you!', that's what his father said.

"What is it, Yukiya-kun?" Ayase turned around to face his father.

"Dad… it's raining, I can't…" His father smiled at seeing the terribly sad face and lay his hand on his boy's shoulder.

"Don't worry, I'll bring you to school." he smiled at his son.

"Okay, dad. Lets go."

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The rain dropped on the front window with hard splashes. Ayase could not help to be nervous and his father smiled at the sight of his growing up son. He lay his hand on Ayase's thigh and gave him a comforting look.

"You'll be fine! Besides, this is the best years you should have in your life." he said.

"Yeah, well, I wish mom was here to help me enjoy them…" the man sighed deeply, retreating his hand.

"You know… I can't bring her back, though I want to more than anything in the world, but… if she were here, she would tell you the exact same thing. Enjoy this time! Make lots of friends, take a girlfriend like… each week! No each day someone else! Have fun!!" his father smiled at that sentence, which made Ayase smile too. His father smiled at his son sweetly, not even trying to pay attention at the road. "I love you, son." Ayase could not help but to look away for one moment, trying to push back his tears. His dad loved him and even though his mother wasn't there, his father is, would be, forever. He smiled at that and turned his head again to notice his father still smiling. But than he noticed. The two big yellow lights, which became one as soon as they came closer.

"Dad look out!!" he yelled as soon as his mind functioned right and told him that the two yellow lights were those of a truck. His father broke the eye contact with his son and turned his steering wheel as soon as he noticed the truck coming too. The car slipped hard, trying to avoid the bigger truck but couldn't reach it. The horrible sound of the truck and the car slipping rang through his mind, followed by a loud crash. And than everything turned black.

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"Yukiya-kun!!" a thirteen year old boy ran down the stairs, straight to his yelling grandmother.

"I'm coming, obaa-san!!" When he finally reached her, her face looked angry.

"I told you to vacuum the living room!"

"I know, I'm sorry, Obaa-san, but It's just…"

"No 'just'! I told you to and you will!"

"Grandma, please calm down, think of your blood pressure!" His grandmother breathed in deeply and calmed down, looking at him. A cold silence followed. Ayase did not dare to speak, neither did his grandmother, afraid of getting her third heart attack. Until the silence was suddenly stopped by a loud hiccup. Ayase threw his hands in front of his mouth and his grandmother gave him a worried look.

"My goodness, not again." she ran into kitchen, dragging her grandson behind her. She took out a glass of water and filled it with cold water. "Now…" she said, handing Ayase the water. "You know what to do." Ayase nodded slowly and bended over. If he would hiccup a hundred times, he would die. At least, that's what his grandmother always said. He pressed the fresh washed glass against his lips and started to drink the water. When he tried to give a first swallow the second gulp came too quick so he almost choked and coughed out the cold liquid.

"…Auch…" he whispered softly, lifting his head again, another hiccup appeared.

"My goodness… maybe your father gave you some of his clumsiness when he died…" she rolled her eyes. Ayase blushed heavily but actually hated it when she said bad things about his father and her own son. She walked towards the door but suddenly stopped. Ayase gave her a look. She grabbed for the left side of her chest in a rush. Ayase shook his head, realising what was going on, and dropped the glass of water. His grandmother fell down. He could grabbed her around her waist but both of them fell on the ground. She tried to breath calmly but it was no use. She smiled at her blond grandson and closed her eyes, followed by a deathly silence. Ayase cried. Another one…

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Ayase opened his eyes with a shock. His clothes drenched with his own sweat. What was that all about! In his whole life he had never dreamt about his parents and now, all at once. He could feel his heart banging through his head, which gave him the most terrible headache. He moved a bit and suddenly felt an arm around his abdomen tightening its grip. He looked down to notice Kanou's hand grabbing him. He turned his head at the person sleeping next to him. His eyes were still safely closed. He sighed deeply and pressed his lips against the man's forehead. The grip loosened a bit and he was able to get out of bed. He did this often. Slipping out of bed at night. Of course, normally it was only to pee, or something in common, but now he was just afraid of falling asleep again, so he placed himself on the couch and tried to calm his head. He did not fully remember what happened to his mother, but his dreams did, so refreshing something like this, didn't feel quit good.

"Ayase?" The low voice sounded from behind the boy. He turned his face to notice Kanou standing in the bedroom door opening.

"Kanou-san…" he whispered back, somehow scared of talking louder. The man walked slowly to the couch and placed himself next to the boy, his arm around the boy's middle.

"What's wrong?" the dark eyed person looked concerned, and it wasn't even hard to notice in the dark. Ayase looked away shyly, not sure of what to tell Kanou. If he would tell the truth, Kanou would know everything about his past and somehow, it scared him.

"Nothing, I'm fine…" he was able to reply. Kanou sighed deeply.

"You wake up in the middle of the night, with drenched clothes and a rather pale face that is even noticeable in the darkness and you would tell me nothing's wrong?" he smiled kindly at the smaller boy. "Tell me… it's no because of last night is it? Was I too rough?" Ayase blushed at that comment and shook his head quickly.

"No…I had a nightmare…" he whispered it again, not able to continue.

"…What about?" Kanou helped, now laying the boy's head on his shoulder. Ayase became emotional. This could not be happening…

"…A…About my parents…" he sobbed softly. Kanou gasped for air, noticing the boy was crying seriously and felt a cold stab in his heart. He sighed deeply and started the pet the boy's golden hairs. The long, small fingers surrounded the man's chest and Kanou swallowed for one second, pretty attracted by the sight of the boy. "They… They died… everything, their death, their faces, their last words… It's all my fault!! Everything!!" he sort of yelled it out loud because it makes it easier to talk when you're crying and Kanou whispered some sweet, calming words.

"…You saw their death?"

"…Yes… everything…" the boy sniffed once and the one hand on Kanou's chest slowly descended, softly sliding down. The man swallowed again. Damn! This wasn't the time for thinking of something like that! Although, he was pretty lucky the room was dark… Kanou coughed for one minute, trying to push his 'almost erection' down with his still free hand. He breathed out deeply.

"That…uhm… that's really something." he said, not able to completely remember what the subject was. His mind slid off to something else. Something much more fun. Something much more… exciting. No! Damn it! The kid is crying, god damn it!

"I hated it… I don't want to go to sleep again…"

"Me neither."

"…Lets just stay here for tonight." the blond boy said, placing his head down, on the man's chest. Kanou almost groaned out loud, but was able to keep his voice down. He lay his one hand on the boy's waist and rested his head on the couch's backrest.

"Just try to sleep. I'll be here to protect you whole night." he said, resting his eyes too. Ayase did not reply. "Ayase?" and that was the moment he noticed the boy fell asleep again. He chuckled once and placed a kiss on the boy's forehead too. He looked so peaceful. He closed his eyes again and sighed deeply. So the boy had dreams about the death of his parents? He could remember the death of his father constantly, so why didn't he ever cry about it? Maybe because he never had a bond with his father anyway. But all the rest would be worries for tomorrow. Right now, he was tired and not able to think clearly, for the boy was still resting on his chest, the place where his heart was pounding like hell.

And now for the big surprise! Tadadaaa!! xD

-- Yukiya Ayase - Reflection (From Disney's Mulan) --

Look at me… I will never pass for a normal man…

Or a normal person.

Can it be… I'm not meant to play that part?

Now I see, that if I were truly to be myself…

I would break my family's* heart…

Who is that girl I see, staring straight back at me?

Why is my reflection someone I don't know?

Somehow I cannot hide, who I am, though I've tried…

When will my reflection show, who I am inside…?

When will my reflection show, who I am inside…?

(* Family refers to Kanou-san, in the story Kanou asks Ayase to become his family… I thought of it as a perfect sentence…) Of course, I've changed the lines a bit, but please, don't sue me for copyright or something because every piece of my surprise belongs to their rightful Disney owners! I just liked to do that! xD

Did you guys like the story? (Of course this was just the begining, the story will get more exciting, I've got it all planned in my head! MWHAHA the force is still with me! *Breaths like Lord Vader again... (put prefers to be called Lord Onige-a xD)*)

What about the surprise? (You can tell me if you thought of it as some stupid surprise. xD)

Please review!

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