Hiroki's heart beated in his chest as he walked along the halls. This was Nowaki's house? It was only 2 floors with 10 rooms. He had expected a mansion with maids and guards. Hiroki had climbed up the second floor window and was met with a picture of a woman. There was a little boy next to her, was that Nowaki? Hiroki looked at it, the boy was smiling, yet he couldn't help but feel that there was a sad atmosphere to the picture.

The woman had brown eyes and black hair, completely different from Nowaki who had blue hair and blue eyes. Hiroki walked into a bedroom. As he walked closer to the person sleeping on the bed, he saw Nowaki, his eyes closed and his breathing steadily. He looked so peaceful. Taking his knife from his back pocket, Hiroki looked at it.

His brown eyes reflected on it, it was filled with guilt. Why? Slowly nearing the knife to Nowaki's heart, Hiroki's breath stopped. He took the knife away. He then put the knife near Nowaki's forehead. Just as it was about to enter the tender flesh, Hiroki stopped.

"Why are you trying to kill me?" a voice reached his ears. Nowaki's blue eyes looked Hiroki. Hiroki gasped. Crap! Dropping the knife, he made a run for the windows. The Massa always told him that if you were ever caught, go straight for the windows. However, Nowaki was faster. Hiroki was about to jump when he felt two arms wrap around his waist. No! He kicked and tried to punch the man, but it was no use.

He was caught. Nowaki dropped him onto the bed and climbed on top of him.

"Answer my question." Nowaki said. Hiroki felt tears run down his eyes, he covered his face with his hands and buried his face into them. He was done, the Massa was going to kill him. He was done for.

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"Mama?" a 8 year old Hiroki looked at the figure in from of him. The woman was on the ground, barely breathing. Hiroki ran over to her and shook her.

"Mama!" Hiroki screamed as he realized the woman won't wake up. Hiroki screamed as he felt a hand on his back. He turned around and saw a man, he had scary eyes. But his face was smiling such a welcoming smile. He picked Hiroki up, and as if hypnotized, Hiroki didn't make a sound.

"Can I ask you a question, Hiro-san?" the man said. Hiroki looked up, he nodded.

"Would you like to live?" The man asked. Hiroki looked at him, he nodded. The man took a knife out. He handed it to Hiroki.

"Your father's upstairs, prove to me that you want to live." Hiroki looked at the man.

"Just make sure that half of this knife goes inside your father's heart." the man said. The man pointed to his chest and patted it. Hiroki, being so young and innocent, didn't know anything that the man was talking about. He walked up to the room and looked at his father.

Quickly, he stabbed it into his father's heart. It only took him a few short minutes to realize what he had done. He fell to the floor and scream. He took the knife and threw it at the man who came through the door. The man only smiled and took Hiroki by the hand.

He took HIroki into his car and they drove to the mansion in the woods. The entire way, Hiroki couldn't stop sobbing. He was a murderer, his hands were coated with blood from his own blood. When they reached the mansion, the man grabbed Hiroki by his hands and leaded him into the house. A 4 year old boy and a 12 year old boy sat on the couch.

The man leaned down and whispered something in Hiroki's ear that he will never forget.

"They will teach you everything. If anything goes wrong, you're going to be killed like your parents." with that the man left. Hiroki started to shake until the black haired boy came over.

"I'm am Miyagi and this is Misaki. We will teach you everything you need to know we only have each other now." Miyagi said. Hiroki looked at him, what dead eyes does he have. He looked over at Misaki, the boy was only probably a few years younger than him.

"I don't want to die." Hiroki said. And so he didn't, he lived, by killing and tainting his hands with more blood of his enemies.

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"Please, let me go." Hiroki sobbed. Nowaki looked at him, they had only known each other for 5 days, but Nowaki had never seen Hiroki crack a genuine smile. He couldn't help pity the man.

"Why do you want to kill me?" Nowaki asked. Hiroki stopped sobbing for a minute and let his eyes see through his hands.

"My job, it my only way to live.." Hiroki said, his tears had stopped. Nowaki looked at him. Was he going to be killed if his boss found out?

Nowaki looked at him, he could only imagine having to kill for a living. Suddenly, he thought of an idea.

"If you could give me 3 months to make you fall in love with me, I will marry you. However, if by 3 months you don't fall in love with me, you can kill me." Nowaki said. Hiroki looked up at him, was the man bonkers?

"Love isn't a word in my dictionar-" Lips collided with lips. Hiroki was being kissed. What soft lips. He made no effort to stop the man on top of him and Nowaki slipped his hand up Hiroki's chest.

"No." Hiroki said as he snapped out of the trance he was put under. He got up and fixed his shirt. Nowaki looked at him, was he going to come back to work tomorrow? He watched as Hiroki left, leaving his knife behind. Nowaki took the knife and got up. Going to his draw, he took out a piece of black wrapping paper.

He then took out a piece of paper and started to write.