Author's Notes: Wow Okai, fehk. This chapter is seriously hellishly short. It's even shorter than, the prologue *lol* Alright, I dunno I suddenly ran out of ideas or like, inspiration for this last time and whilst at school earlier, I wrote this at lunch break. It was pretty quick and all though, I'm proud of finally being able to update this *nods*

As some of you may have noticed, I changed the title and summary to this. I decided that it was better to write their childhood first then, going onto their teenage years with another fanfic post up until to their adult ones, which will also be separated to another fanfic post. Hopefully, you guys will enjoy this one *lol* This won't have long nor lots of chapters, and will pretty much just show you how the two developed and got closer to each other in their childhood years. Might add Jun here.. MIGHT e.e

Just remember this is still a yaoi fanfic of KazuLee *nods* But since they're kids here obviously it won't mention anything of that sort yet. Also thinking of adding Lars *lol*


The Mishima Bloodline: Façade Play

Chapter 01 : A normal day

They had grown fond of each other, now living under the same roof and having spend time together in the last 2 weeks since Chaolan had been adopted and been officially known as Kazuya's adopted brother - though he still used his own surname which is Lee.

"Kazuya-nii!" The silverette said off as he hastily ran towards his older brother. He had been waiting for ravenette ever since he himself had finished his home-schooling. Chaolan wasn't allowed to attend the same school as his older brother yet, due to the fact that he himself couldn't even understand Japanese that well yet.

The older arched a curious brow at him, looking at Chaolan in question. Kazuya had his backpack clinging onto him, all actions halted as he waited for the younger to say or do anything, though he didn't have the right amount of patience as of now as Kazuya had a hard day at school and wasn't at all fond of the training he would have to have to attend later with his Father.

"Training! Training, I come along?" Chaolan said in his broken Japanese, he still wasn't able to fully make perfect sentences but even so - they were understandable and at that Kazuya was thankful, since they didn't have to play charades of any kind just to understand each other.

A sigh escaped the older's lips, making Lee tilt his head in confusion - chocolate brown orbs gazing straight to the raven as Kazuya glanced back at him, his own caramel hues staring at Chaolan.

"No." He stated firmly, leaving the younger with no more than just that.

Lee whined in disbelief, he wasn't allowed to train together with Kazuya and his Father at their own special training time. Heihachi taught Kazuya a different style, their family heirloom style that was obviously not meant for Lee to learn but, it wasn't that bad to try and convince either one of them anyways.

Though, aside from just learning the said style - since Lee himself already knew how to fight on his own thanks to living on the streets, he didn't find that fighting style all too important. He just wanted to have more family time, he wanted to spend time with his brother and Father. To be able to bond and have a closer and deeper relationship with them - but, of course the silverette would never admit it. So in conclusion, Chaolan thought that training together with them would be a good enough plan for him to spend time with them.

In a haste, Chaolan grabbed a hold of Kazuya's wrist before he could even walk further away from the silverette "Why-why not?" He asked, stuttering a little as he didn't want to get his brother mad at him or wanted to sound too arrogant or too demanding.

Kazuya turned his head around, eyes gazing on Lee's hand which grasped upon his wrist. A shake of disapproval was his answer, along with a small "Tsk." leaving his lips as to show that Lee was annoying him. The raven forcibly pulled his wrist back, not really putting much strength to it as he continued to walk away from Chaolan.

Chaolan in return grumbled in annoyance, another plan failed. He ruffled his silver mane, messing it up as he tried to concoct another devious and genius plan that would get him to spend more time with his brother and Father. It seems that his new family wasn't the close bonding one, they didn't seem to care about going out together.

True they ate breakfast and dinner together, though that was all of it. There were even times that Heihachi himself wouldn't be able to eat breakfast alongside with them due to him being too busy with work. Lee stomped his foot onto the floor rather angrily, was his family not happy with him? Did they not like him anymore?

A stinging ache appeared on the little boy's chest, he found it a little hard to breath. His Father wasn't all that caring and loving, he was rarely home nowadays. And even when he was home, he would have this cold and serious exterior etched onto his features.

The older Mishima never seemed to be happy nor even pleased with whatever he nor Kazuya did. Training with him was pretty hellish as well, they were brought down to their knees and almost at a point where both would almost beg to stop, but that wouldn't happen. Though it was obvious that Kazuya himself was on the edge, he would never admit to defeat. And so will Lee, if that was to be the rule here. Never show weakness, or else - Chaolan doesn't even want to know what would be the punishment if he ever defied his Father.

His Father, to whom he practically owed his life to; the person who had saved him from being the street rat he was. Everything he is and was as of now is all thanks to Heihachi Mishima, that's why Chaolan would never try to defy him, he was to be the obedient and good little boy so that he would be accepted by his Father.

'Alright, I just have to try harder. Getting better at Japanese should be the first step.' He thought to himself internally, finding just the right motivation to study even more and get engrossed into learning the said language. If he was to win his Father's favour, he should speak their mother tongue properly so he wouldn't be a sight of sore eye or an incompetent person.

He nodded his head in determination, looking back at the hallway where he had seen his brother's figure earlier and watched as that same frame slowly faded away to the training room where their Father was waiting for him.

"Kazuya-nii." Chaolan said in a tone of voice that was firm and dead on serious "Wait for me."