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School was out and nobody had ever seen Yagure so happy in their lives, because finally he was going home, sure the luxury of his room was good, but nothing could beat the feeling of home for him, which his room especially lacked.

It felt like a hotel room instead of place that held countless memories for him.

Yagure missed the warmth of his bed, the hugs his mother, the ruffling of his hair from his father, the court near his house that he would always go to even though he had one at the back of his house, but nothing could beat the feeling of overwhelming domination that he felt over those who challenged him on the court.

And not to mention his 500+ plus wizard figurine on multiple shelves in his large room and the big box that came for him every few days.

It would have been a pain, packing up all his stuff, if it hadn't been done for him already, with a complimentary gift on top.

Was this really a school?

Everyone except for Vityaev, who was banned from coming home until he learned not to be such an ass, all went their separate ways, back to their own respected countries to spend christmas with their own families.

And he was looking forward to spending Christmas with his own.

But first.

Yagure approached the mysterious big box in the middle of his room, back at home with a predatory gleam, in his right hand was pair of super sharp scissors.

It was time.

He knelt down and ran his scissors hard across the top before opening it from the crack made by the scissors.

Everyone ignored the sound of Yagure squeal moments later.

It was a sign that he was finally home.

Ch 9: The name Takehiro

"Dad" Yagure said, finding the man in his father's study, he was dressed in a white hoodie and black jeans with white socks.

The study was just as grand as you would have expected coming from such a house as this, with old looking books on giant sturdy shelves, the man himself in his favourite chair, beside him was a cup of his favourite brand of coffee and his notebook while he wrote notes from a book he was reading on the side.

The man noticed him instantly, it was hard not to, his skin colour clashed badly against everything else.

"Yagure, welcome back. How was school?" His father asked, his adopted father was always considerate like that.

"It was okay" He said, taking a seat opposite the man and said. "It was a whole lot different, from the high school I want to at the beginning of the year, I was treated a whole lot better than Seirin ever did"

Well.. that was debatable, on one hand the staff was really nice to him and the food was amazing but then on the other hand, he was subjected to physical abuse by his peers because he was too much of an idiot, somethings.

But at least people weren't ignoring him and acting like he didn't exist.

"Well, that's good" His father said, with a smile, the man may look stern but the man truly cared about him even though they weren't blood related. "Well, Yagure. It's a good thing you came. I was about to call for you, I have some good news give to you, but I get the feeling that you came here for a purpose and not just to say hi."

His father know him too well.

"Well, dad." Yagure began. "Can you tell me, what's so important about my last name?"

And it was clear that whatever his father was expecting to hear, this was clearly not it and he continued and said.

"There were lot of the students in school who were from rich and prominent families, all bearing big names that holds weight in the world by the mere mention, that's why I find it strange." Yagure said. "The name 'Takehiro' seems to hold a weight larger than the rest, even amongst the students from big families, once they heard my last name i was treated with some kind of respect even among the teachers"

'So you finally asked the question, I was wondering when you were going to ask that one day" his father said, "I can't blame you for not noticing earlier, since you want to a normal middle school and even a little bit of a normal high school, you notice only when you surrounded by people as well off as you are and they treat you different than most. I think it's about time I tell you about the name you were given."

And Yagure leaned in with interest.

"It may surprise you, but the Takehiro weren't always this well off, in fact the family name was below the common people when you think about four hundred years ago" the man said, shocking him. "People even called the family, the family of fools, the Takehiro were thought to be what people now call 'bonkers', our family was the kind of idiots that would volunteer when others would not. I remember a couple of stories my grandfather told me when I was just a child. Our lineage was simply crazy" chuckling fondly at the stories his grandfather told him.

May the man be happy wherever he was.

And Yagure wondered if his father would ever tell him those stories one day, there must have been some pretty funny ones if that smile was anything to go by and the man continued and said.

"And it was because of this, that there were many deaths in the family line as well" His father said, frowning before saying. "But we always died believing in something or protecting something precious to us, and over time, the family of idiots were given two names, the family of the brave and the family of unshakable will. Those around us eventually began to see us as admirable, sure we did very stupid things that got us killed but they were in awe of the fire that we had in our eyes. It was because of this, that our family was chosen to carry the most important job. We became secret keepers"

"Secret Keepers?" Yagure said.

"Just think about it, you can tell somebody your deepest and darkest secrets and there would be no chance that it would get out" His father said, "Our family was known at the time for taking secrets to the grave and being terrifyingly faithful. What people didn't expect was that giving us so many secrets that dealt with martial secrets and other things, would cause us to evolve. We stopped being idiots and began to grow smarter, since we were constantly fed information, we began to find our own in life and raise to what you see today from nothing and that knowledge that we developed, was passed down to the next generation and the next, but even though we were growing lazily and content with our lives, we never lost that fire in our eyes. The same eyes that influenced those around us and inspired people to do incredible things."

And as Yagure listened, he couldn't help but be amazed that the seemly ordinary name he bore, had such a history.

"Yagure you were born with those eyes to, when we first found you outside in the freezing cold" His father said, "Me and your mother were amazed that you had the eyes that our family were famous for. Even though you were a baby, you gave off the intense impression that you wanted to live and would do anything within your power to do so, even when we took you home with us, you still had those eyes, as if you were trying to figure out what you were going to do the moment we left you. It was at that moment, that we realised that even though you weren't a Takehiro by blood, you were a Takehiro where it counted the most. The Heart"

"..." Yagure said, he was speechless but the man continued.

"Our assumption was proven true as we watched you grow up" His father continued, before a small smile came upon his lips and said. "I got to admit, you started off rough and you were ridiculed for it. You could have easily displayed your wealth and showed everybody that you weren't an ordinary person and used your social standing to reach the top but you didn't, instead you chose to see people for what they truly are, instead of a front they would have put up once they know who you were, and I got to say that fire in your eyes never looked so bright until now. Even now, that fire still burns bright in your eyes, it's clear to me that you're working towards a goal and I hope you accomplish it"

"I will" Yagure said, without hesitance and a strong conviction.

"It's convictions like that, that makes you, a worthy successor of the Takehiro lineage even though you're not of blood. I believe the family as a whole, will go places when I step down and you take over" His father said, before telling him seriously. "Don't ever change no matter what"

"Don't worry, I don't intend to, dad" Yagure said, smiling. " It's the hardest thing in the world to not change your image to fit in with the crowd. But those who stay true to themselves always stand out, it doesn't matter if you hit rock bottom, it's a good thing because that means you can only go to top from there"

"That's my son" His father said, smiling widely, his son was truly one of a kind and Yagure mirrored him smile and he know he was going to use that in one of his books.

"So Dad, what was your news?" Yagure said, remembering the man wanted him for something.

"Oh, right" The man said, before beaming.

"Your mother is five months pregnant, you're going to be a big brother, soon."

And all Yagure could say was.

"Huh?"

And scene!

Yes, Yagure is going to be a big brother, this idea came to me while I was writing. Next chapter, it's Christmas day. Review/ Fav and follow!