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Lulumo- "Since you said he's in alternate dimension and not canon, which means Byakuran will destroy/conquer his world too...?(since the only one safe was canon world)"

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And to be quite honest I didn't even think about Byakuran (weird when the guy has such importance to the story, huh?), well no biggie, I'll just cross that bridge when I get there!


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Part I - Chapter 1 - It could be worse...

When I opened my eyes again I was in a place surrounded by other babies, wrapped up in a blue blanket, and lying in a transparent plastic cot.

My mind was groggy and to be quite honest I felt odd. Like I knew what was happening but at the same time I was lost as to what was going on.

I yawned. I tried to stretch my arms but not only were they restricted, instead of moving my arms, it was my legs that jerked.

I blinked. Waited a few seconds and then tried again.

My legs jerked again instead of my arms. My mood dropped like three degrees before a sniffle caught my attention.

I moved my head to the side and saw that the cot beside me was occupied by a small pink bundle. A girl, huh?

She was trying to move as well, I deduced by the way her blanket was moving. Much like myself, she was failing. I would have tried to gurgle some encouragement but her next course of action was to belly out the most high pitched cry I had ever heard.

My whole body jerked in surprise before my next worry became a painful headache as the whole nursery started crying (excluding me), and nurses rushed in to shush us.

One nurse in particular stopped by her cot and gave her an exasperated look. Guess it was not the first time she had pulled the shrieking card, huh?

She picked the girl up and started to rock her, trying unsuccessfully to stop her cries. I just kind of stared as she walked back and forth beside her cot while two other nurses cared for the rest of the babies.

By their cries I deduced that there were two or three more babies apart from me and the girl inside of the nursery.

I pondered if I should be crying as well but my head was hurting a bit too much for me to even think about making noise. I decided to just remain quiet.

The nurse was still trying to make her stop crying. Well, she did kind of stop if you didn't count the sobbing and hiccups.

I sighed.

Loudly, apparently...

The nurse turned to me and she looked surprised.

Her head turned and she said something to some other nurse as there was suddenly someone right beside my cot with a concerned look in her eyes. I wonder why?

They spoke in gibberish again. Or at least it was gibberish to me. The first nurse passed the baby girl to the other nurse and picked me up instead. As I was now on a higher point of view I could finally see the girl's face.

I blinked.

Her face was chubby and she had wisps of fair hair on her head, but what surprised me were her eyes.

Big pinkish eyes stared at me with interest as well. And I swear that for a moment it was like her eyes had flashed a hazy midnight blue color before fading back into the pinkish eyes.

I blinked again and became completely mesmerized by her eyes. What just happened?! What was that?! Her eyes changed color?!

I saw that she had stopped crying and was instead staring intently at me. Laughter is the thing that jerks us back to reality. My eyes move up to stare at the two laughing nurses.

She says something that makes the nurse holding the girl coo at us.

And then my ears pick something I understand:

"Now... Chiyo-chan! It... too early ... catch... boy... attention!"

They laugh again.

Chiyo-chan? Was that her name? It was somehow fitting. I found myself looking at her again.

She blinked and stuck her tongue out. I snorted and tried to roll my eyes, figures nothing serious was going to happen like crazy color changing eyes. I felt the nurse shift me in her hold so she could take Chiyo in her arms also.

"So you're friends, huh? Well, since you're awake you might as well go to your parent's room."

And with that she started to walk with us in her arms, the other nurse trailing behind as she continued to laugh.

But I wasn't really paying attention to that as I was focused on looking around where I was. It was a hospital (as if the nurses hadn't been enough of a giveaway) but it seemed to be quite big and bright.

Too bright, in my humble opinion. Chiyo was looking around too but the thumb in her mouth made it look like she was totally out of it.

The nurse walked for a while until she asked the other nurse to knock on the door for her. It was a male voice that answered and the nurse then opened the door.

Inside there was a bed, two chairs and a small table that was currently being hidden underneath lots and lots of balloons and gifts.

There was the woman from yesterday lying on the bed and a small boy was sitting beside her. The man realizing who it was smiled and got up from his chair and walked towards the nurse.

The nurse entered with the two of us (which caused confusion to the couple, because they certainly only had had a new child and not two), and she told them the tale of how I was apparently mesmerized by little Chiyo.

My parents (I guess) laughed and my father made jokes about me having fallen in love at first sight. Yeah, right... It wasn't her, it was her eyes! They changed color!

The nurse passed me to my mother's arms and then said she was going to take Chiyo to her parents.

She left.

My mother shifted me in her arms and started to unwrap me from my blanket. The little boy that had been sitting beside her came closer to me and smiled when I glanced in his direction.

He babbled about something to my father who answered in a goofy voice.

To me the voices still sounded like gibberish but I had to acknowledge that it was getting easier to understand bits and pieces, mostly because they were expressive enough for me to come to the conclusion that he was my big brother and that he was way too excited about me.

That and that my mother was amazed with me apparently.

They kept talking about eyes and about hair. Mine, I guessed.

The boy suddenly asked something and my father made a face while my mother giggled.

"His name is Natsushi," was what she answered.

The boy seemed confused with that and asked something else.

My mother sighed and told him something that made his eyes widen. He seemed to have come to some sort of conclusion as he got up real close to my face and whispered something to me.

And by whispered, I mean he pretty much talked normally but up close to my ear.

"Guess what, Natsu, I'm yo' big brother s' I gotta look after y'a!"

Ow. Did I mention that I have a headache?

My mother laughed again and resumed uncovering me. I was wearing a white onesie and a white hat, my feet had white socks and there were white gloves on my hands. Jeesh, talk about too much white.

As soon as my arms were unrestricted I stretched my arms and legs (for good measure, as I was still having difficulty moving around), and opened my mouth in another yawn.

My mother and father cooed while my older brother laughed.

"Haha, Natsu just woke up!"

"He did, didn't he Takeshi?" My father said to him, while patting him on the head.

"Do you want to pick an outfit for him?" My mother asked.

It was like someone turned a switch on, Takeshi's smile vamped to blinding levels and he hopped off of the bed and all but ran to the big bag beside the table. I hear clothes and other objects being moved and shuffled but I was more interested in my mother and father.

They were similar, in a way, but very different.

My mother looked young. Now that she wasn't in pain and tired, her hair and features were much smoother. She had brownish hair that was curling near the tips and ran a little past her shoulders, and had full lips and soft eyes that were bluish and silver. There was a mole on her cheek a bit below her right eye and another at the corner of her face.

Her skin was light and just a tad tanned, like she spent time in the countryside.

My father was the opposite. Tan skin and short black hair that stuck up in places. He was obviously older that my mother, maybe three or four years older, with features that made him look like a field worker.

His eyes were a deep brown that looked warm and inviting.

They were similar because both of them practically oozed an aura of love and kindness. It was... soothing.

A slight bump in the bed signified that Takeshi had return to my mother's side (our mother, I amended in my head), and was showing her something.

I turned my head towards him and what was in his hands.

Now Takeshi was a mix of both my -our- parents. He had slightly tanned skin and short black hair. He had our father's eye color but the shape was our mother's. His lips was our father's but his features were a tad smoother than his.

His smile? Definitely mother's.

And in his hands? A sleeper that had buttons in the shape of fish. It had green and blue stripes down it and covered my feet.

Well, it could be worse... Having a what... four year old?... choose what I have to wear for a while is not something I would have recommended.

Takeshi shifted closer when our mother asked him something else.

He smiled and his eyes lit up. Should I worry?

I was turned completely around to face my brother and our mother started to give him instructions (I guess) about something.

He shyly started to take off my gloves and socks. Oh, so mother asked him if he wanted to dress me? So I have two options: Be stubborn or be helpful.

I looked at Takeshi, the perfect picture of a loving, caring, responsible and protective big brother. I sighed and let him do what he wanted (I'm a sucker for cute kids, it's going to be the death of me I swear), and just thought back on my situation.

I didn't need to be a genius to figure out that I was not normal. Nor did I need help to realize that I knew more than I should. So the question was: What the hell happened?

I came up blank. I knew how to speak and understood most things, had just a tiny knowledge of Japanese, and I believe I saw color changing eyes a while ago.

Huh... It couldn't get any worse, could it?


Three weeks later I was going home. I had seen Chiyo a total of three more times before she went home a week back, apparently her parents were told the same tale about how we just immediately liked each other and would come over for a while during the afternoon when the mother's had their babies in the room.

Her eyes changed color once more when I was all but glaring at her after a stunt she pulled on me one day. And it had been like shadows suddenly shifted in the room and everything went quiet for a second.

I did not want to piss her off again after that.

So here I was, lying inside a baby carrier as my father opened the door to our house/restaurant. Oh, yeah. I found out that my parents had a sushi shop.

And wasn't that hilarious?

The shop was named Take sushi.

My brother's name was Take shi.

Mine was Nat sushi.

My eyes mentally rolled every time single time someone asked my father the reason behind my name. My mother was still resting so she wasn't normally seen around the restaurant, but she sometimes came and sat in a chair beside the counter.

My room was quite simple. A rocker chair, a dresser, a few toys and a crib. The walls were painted in a light brown color and there was a white padded thing added on the sides of them (This was supposed to keep me from painting and damaging the walls too much, something learned after Takeshi had a coloring phase).

Finally, when I was left alone inside my room, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.


Okay, so second chapter done!

There will be a lot of time-skips and relevant information being given in the first part of this story.

So this is how I envision it:

- Part I - From ages 0 to 3

- Part II - From 3 to 10

- Part III - Canon Start - Takeshi will be 14 years old.

By the way, if you're wondering Natsushi's birthday it's 24 of July. (I changed this after finding it to be a possible plot point onwards!)

Chiyo's is an OC, and will be important later on, her birthday is 30 of June.

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