"My family is my strength and my weakness."
~Aishwarya Rai Bachchan
It was too silent.
Lambo vaguely remembered laughter and the taste of lots of sweets a long time ago, but now the big home that was all he knew was silent and cold. He tried to get his papa to play with him, but his papa only sighed and patted his head. All of his aunts and uncles rushed down the hallways talking about things he didn't understand and ignoring him as he tried to follow them.
He just wanted to play.
He didn't know what his papa started yelling before everything was covered by a pink smoke.
He didn't know what was going on.
He wanted to cry, but his papa told him that crying was for babies and he definitely wasn't a baby anymore. So, he sat there in a new place that he didn't recognize and held back his tears.
He didn't know what to do.
"Lambo?"
Lambo didn't know who the man was, but he knelt down in front of him. Lambo backed away, half-forgotten warnings of strangers echoing in his mind as his eyesight was slowly becoming blurry from the tear he held back.
The stranger smiled sweetly.
"It's okay, Lambo, I'm not going to hurt you."
Before Lambo understood what was going on, he was enveloped within warm arms. He couldn't hold the tears anymore. He couldn't stop them even if he wanted too.
When was the last time someone hugged him closely?
Probably before mama left.
The stranger held him close and rubbed his back as he sobbed. He wasn't sure how much time passed in the stranger's arms, but he suddenly found himself back in him home. His aunts and uncles were frantically writing down things on their clipboards. His papa was talking excitedly with one of his uncles.
Lambo felt like crying again.
But, he knew that no one would hold him like the stranger did.
When papa told him he had to go kill Reborn he left without a second thought. His home wasn't his home anymore. He liked visiting the strange place more.
In the strange place, he met lots of kind people who held him and gave him candy.
In the strange place, the stranger told him he should go find Reborn.
So, he did.
He didn't expect to meet the stranger when he was tossed out of the window by Reborn.
The arms around him felt as warm as they did in the strange place. He stared silently up at the stranger for a few minutes.
Then his eyes filled with tears and he buried his face in the stranger's shirt.
He smelled like roses.
I suck at writing kids. :/ Anyway, we don't get a lot of information on Lambo's family, so I decided to give him some backstory. Also, I mentioned a full-length fic in the last chapter. I wouldn't stop working on this one if I decided to do a full story, in fact, I may actually upload more since I'll probably be more inspired.