Another fanfic from me….Urgh. To be honest, I am quite nervous about writing a fanfic for Owari no Seraph since I know how its fandom can be…but I had to get the idea of my chest as soon as possible. It might be…. no it probably will be very dramatic at the end of this little chapter. Hope you all will enjoy!

When Ryuu was four, he first wondered about what had happened to his father. The question had stemmed from one day when he was playing with his friends. "Ryuu, where's your daddy? We never see him around." One of his friends had asked him.

"I don't have a daddy." Was his reply. Quick and immediate. All the other kids stopped whatever they were doing and looked at him with questioning faces.

"That can't be right. Everyone has a daddy. Just like everyone has a mommy. Even if we have never met them before, everyone has one." A friend beside Ryuu told him.

Ryuu just tilted his head. He did not give a serious thought about it after all. A few other kids started teasing him soon enough but he never took their jokes to heart. Maybe there were a few times when the question would suddenly pop up in his mind whenever he sees other kids strolling happily hand-in-hand with their parents. However, it would always slip out of his mind quickly like water. He had been leading a content life so far. No need to pounder over it.

That evening, he threw the question at his mother. Ryuu lived in a cottage with his mother and an old lady who he calls affectionately "Baba" like his mother. Baba was a short and stout elderly with greying hair tied into a bun and crow's feet webbed at the corners of her eyes. She was kind and gentle; the classic image of a grandma.

Ryuu's mother was a whole different story. She was small and petite in size and looked only to be in her early twenties, possibly even younger. The young lady had reddish-brown pupils and long flouncy ashen purple hair that reached the middle of her back that she sometimes ties up with a violet ribbon. It was laughable that her son did not inherit one physical feature from her at all. In Ryuu's eyes, she was the epitome of beauty and grace. He supposed he wasn't the only one who thought that as well as many men in the village had flirted and even tried to court her despite the knowledge of her having a son being well known to no avail.

"Mommy, why don't I have a daddy?" He asked when his mother returned home late at night from work while Baba was sleeping. He sat at the dinning table while dressed in his favorite yellow pajamas, waiting for her answer.

His mother, clad in her favorite red coat and a pair of blue jeans, blinked at him a few times like as if she was processing his words. Then she sighed and sat at the opposite end of the table facing him. For the first time ever, his mother's face held a melancholy expression. Well actually, she sometimes had a wistful look when she thought he wasn't looking, but nothing like this.

"Aye…. I knew that one day this question would pop up. I just didn't think it would be this soon…Do you really want to know?" She asked him. Ryuu nodded his profusely. " Ahaha. To be honest, I'm not sure I should tell this to a child, but…since you take after me when I was little too…" His mother reached out and started stroking his face as he continued giving her all his attention.

"Okay! Okay! You don't have to keep looing at me like that." His mother had withdrawn her hand by then and placed both hands on the table. "Back then, when I was unaware that I was pregnant with you, your father was in danger." She took a shaky breath before continuing. " Grave, grave danger of losing himself. So I begged his best friend, his closest family to take him far away in order to save him. Your father refused, of course. He did want not leave our friends and me no matter what. Fortunately, his best friend was much stronger than all of us combined. He had to drag your father, kicking and screaming away. Our friends and I split up soon after as well."

Ryuu's mother looked at him closely, anxious of his reaction. "If your father knew that I was expecting, it would have given him more reason to stay. He probably would have tried even harder despite the danger he was in…. So please understand this, Ryuu; your father never abandoned you. He would have loved you so much if he knew you existed."

"So do you blame me, Ryuu? For separating you from your daddy?"

Ryuu watched his mother with wide eyes. Instead of selfishly keeping the man she most treasured by her side, she had decided to give up on him in order to protect him. Baba had once stated "The greatest act of love is letting go." to Ryuu but he couldn't understand its meaning. Yet at that very moment, it was like the phrase itself was brought to life with such a simple example. His respect for his mother swelled.

"I don't blame you, mommy. You did that to save daddy's life, right?" His mother smiled warmly at him after hearing his reply. She stood up and went behind his chair before wrapping her arms around his head into her (flat-chested) blossom.

"Thank you for being so understanding, Ryuu." She started to stroke his head with light feathery touches. "Your father is my savior, you know? He saved me from a life of loneliness and pain and taught me the true meaning of family. Although the time we spent together was short and dreamlike, they were the happiest days of life. I know that I will probably never see him again, yet I'm so glad that I met him that I never regretted it. I will never love another man."

She untangled her arms and sadly stated. "I wish that you could at least met him once, but look-" She took Ryuu's little hand in her lithe ones and led him to the wardrobe mirror. Ryuu just frowned a little at his reflection and glanced at his mother confusedly as she did her signature laugh. "At least you know how he looks. Have I ever told you before? You are the splitting image of your father."

Surprised at what his mother said, Ryuu's head spun back to the sight before him. The boy in front of him had messy black hair and striking emerald eyes. So that was how his father looked like; albeit a younger version of him. For some reason, Ryuu could feel his eyes watering and before he knew it, let out an uncontrollable sob as his mother embraced him once again.

That was two years ago. Before his peaceful, normal suburban life totally change forever.

See? Wasn't the end dramatic? I can be such a drama queen. Anyway, Shinoa was eighteen when she was pregnant with Ryuu so to calculate her age, just do the math.

To be truthful, I'm not really sure I will continue this fanfic unless I have the right motivations. Wink wink ;) I mean the idea had been haunting for days just it was for another fanfic of mine called The Fifth from Akatsuki no Yona and today I decided to write it on paper on a whim, then transferred onto my mac. All in one day. And I'm suppose to be doing homework and other school stuff, but I'm like screw it and wrote this fanfic in a day on a whim. Now I have to do my all my homework tomorrow. D: I mean I also came up with the title on the fly too. Stupid isn't it? Will most probably be subject to change.

Speaking of The Fifth, for those who read it (I doubt any of you do), I am still typing chapter 2. I am definitely continuing it.

And this is like the shortest fanfic chapter I have ever typed. (I'm so random)

Thanks for reading and please leave some reviews. No flames please!

Peace out.