There had been a day that was not a good one for either family. There had been a dispute, which caused an outbreak. Kurosaki had been with Kizami that day. They stayed with each other like any other day. Five years had passed by. They were very close friends. Kurosaki sat on the couch next to Kizami. He could see that the boy was a little tense, it was very hard to see, but he managed. "Kizami, you seem a little tense. Is everything ok? Something you want to talk about?" he looked intently at his best friend, who only gave him a tiny smile. "Unfortunately, I can't talk about what may be bothering me. Time will tell soon enough." Kizami stood from his seat and extended a hand out to help Kurosaki up. Kurosaki smiled at his friend and more than happily took his hand. Once he stood, Kizami took his hand back and looked the other way. "Although… Kurosaki, I have something that I would really like to say to you."
Kurosaki nodded "Of course, tell me anything you'd like. I promise I'll listen to you." He gave his friend a soft smile. Kizami took in a breath and sighed, he slowly paced back and forth. "Well, this isn't quite the place I want to be discussing my personal matters with you. Let's take this to our place in the garden, shall we?" he turned to see his best friend, who replied with a "Yes." They did not waste any time getting there. Kurosaki felt like Kizami was rushing them there, but he ignored it. A long time ago, they both had carved their own secret spot in the garden. Hidden by bushes, it was the best place to go if they wanted to get away from everyone else. Just what was Kizami up to…Kurosaki turned his head back to the mansion when he heard shouting. It seemed like their parents were arguing. It always made him sad when that happened. When they entered their little hide out, Kurosaki sat down on one of the marble benches they had dragged in there a long time ago. "Ok Kizami, I'm all ears!" Kurosaki sat straight and held his head up, mimicking his father's actions when he would talk to Kizami's father about what ever business they had.
Kizami put his hands in his pants pockets. This made Kurosaki realize he was looking quite dashing today. He always seemed to wear things similar to a vest, long sleeved dress shirt (which would always be folded to his elbows), and his dress pants (he added a silver chain to them). What he wore was beside the point, so Kurosaki just shook the thoughts away. Kizami had his back to him when he began speaking. "It has come to my attention that when we grow older, you will be taking your place as the Mafioso of your family. However, it pains me that I won't be doing the same, considering my brother will be taking on that role. So, I've come to a conclusion." He turned around and sat next to Kurosaki. Looking intently into his eyes, he told him "When we are old enough, we should run away together. Start our own mafia. Don't you see? We have the potential to make an overly successful mafia. You need me, and I need you. Best friends count on each other, don't they? Think of it this way, if we don't do it, I won't be able to see you anymore. You'll be too busy taking care of your own matters." Kizami was intent on getting his point out.
Kurosaki blinked, was Kizami really proposing to run away? He was extremely flattered, but... "I-I can't, Kizami! I don't want to abandon my family!" He felt his heart beat with sadness. "Don't say such things, Kizami! I will always be your friend! I'm here for you." he hugged his best friend. Kurosaki would never let them get out of touch. "You're always welcomed in my home. Remember that, Kizami." Kurosaki pulled away, smiling at the boy. Kizami frowned "Kurosaki I really doubt-" suddenly, there was screaming. They both stood in a second. Gun shots and screams took the air, and Kurosaki tensed. "What's happening out there!?" He was going to start to run out there, but his arm was grabbed by Kizami. Kurosaki turned around and looked at the boy with concerned eyes. "Kiza-" he was quickly cut off. "Promise me." Was all he said. Kurosaki's head was spinning, he just wanted to see what was happening, he was growing worried for his father and mother. "I-I" he felt Kizami tug his sleeve again. "Don't waste time. Promise me." He gave Kurosaki a hard stare. Gulping, Kurosaki obliged "I promise, Kizami! Now let me go!" When he was freed, he bolted out. He looked at the scene before him. Both boys' fathers were on the ground, dead. An angry young man yelled to the top of his lungs "Find that child! Kill him!"
Kurosaki didn't understand. He felt Kizami place a hand on his shoulder. His heart was racing when suddenly, anger washed over him. He turned around and roughly pushed Kizami away. "You knew this would happen, didn't you? You brought me here so that I wouldn't see my father being killed! I hate you! I hate you so much!" Kurosaki yelled at Kizami, who did know that this would happen. He just didn't think that both their father's would be dead. It made him realize that he was staring at the new Mafioso of the Kurosaki family. Kurosaki turned to run away, he wanted to leave now. Just get away from this whole mess. He didn't get far before his was roughly tackled to the ground. Kurosaki looked up to be face to face with Yuuya's older brother. It seemed his enemy had full intentions to kill him. Before he brought that knife down on him, he was shot in the head. Kurosaki quickly pushed him off, sitting up to see Kizami standing in the distance, a gun was in his small hands. "I've wanted to do that for so long!" he had a wicked smile on his face. "Run, Kurosaki. Now is your chance. As the new Mafioso of my family, I'm giving you the chance to live." A horrified boy got up and ran faster than lightning. Kizami watched intently as his 'best friend' fled. He threw the gun and far away from himself as he could.
His frantic mother was calling for him; it was obvious she was in so much pain. She took Kurosaki with her and got into a car. Luckily, she knew how to drive well, and sped away from the scene. She cried hysterically the whole ride back to their home. She would have to make arrangements for her husband's funeral and her son becoming the new Mafioso. Though there was something to be depressed about, she would have to be strong. Those were her husband's last words to her. She wiped her eyes, finally calming down. She did not speak during the car ride, and when they arrived at the Kurosaki residence, many servants, workers, to mafia men ran out to comfort her. She pulled Kurosaki close. "I know you are only eleven, and this is all so sudden…but… You know that this means you are the new head, right dear?" he slowly nodded, embracing his mother. "I know, mother. I won't let you down… I promise." It was then that he realized the whole situation that just happened. It was then that he and his mother sobbed together. Nothing would be the same. From here on out, life was going to be a bit difficult.
