A/N: Here's the FIRST chapter. -Yawn.- This one's kinda short cause I didn't want to go through alot of Tasuki's life growing up, and plus I'm kind of tired. Once again, Samara is no help, but Gregory is a LITTLE lively tonight, maybe I should warn my cousin that he's in my closet? Nah, it's fine.

Oh, yea. I do not own Tasuki, Chichiri, Koji, or any other FY charie I decide to use in my story! Yuu Watase does! The only charies I own are Karma and Daichi!

The Eighteenth Birthday -Chapter One-

Genro's life was alright while he grew up, though he hated his five older sisters which would affect his life later on. The young boy didn't quite fit in with his family, or his entire village. He had radiant, fiery red hair, and big golden eyes; not to mention he had one fang. The village knew he wasn't human, but they accepted either way.

There had once been a few boys who decided to tease the four year old, but they quickly realized their mistakes for teasing this short tempered boy.

All the while he was growing up, he felt like he was being lied to about something, and he was. Everyone in the village knew he was adopted, everyone except for Genro. It was better that way.

When Genro was six, he met probably the worst influence on him; Koji. They both had bad mouths, and they both hated the calm life, really they were more of an influence on each other. They acted like they would die of boredom until one day, when Koji and Genro were ten, bandits raided the village. They gathered everyone into the center of the village.

"Alright, here's yer deal. We're the Mt. Reikaku Bandits! Lately, there have been other bandits in the area. Now normally, wes wouldn't bother ya, but in order to keep the surrounding villages, plus yers, we need to get more men to join us. That's all wes want, and in return, we offer our service and protection." One of the bandits called out, looking around. "Do wes got any volunteers?"

As the bandit looked around, no one said anything. It was understandable; all the men in the village were farmers.

"C'mon people, we just needs a few of yas."

"This is bad." Whispered Koji to Genro. They were stuck in the center of the big group, as were all the children.

"We should go for it!" Genro said, jumping up.

"I'm behind you all the way!" Koji said, jumping up as well.

"Alright, wells I guess wes be seein yous later then." Said the bandit, waving his hands for the other bandits to follow.

"Hurry your slow ass up Koji!" Genro called back to the boy behind him, moving around the obstacle of people. "Hey, wait!"

The bandit who had been speaking looked back and saw the two boys emerge from the group.

"We wanna join you!" They both said in unison.

"Genro!" Called Genro's mother in a distasteful tone.

"Koji!" came another woman's voice, Koji's guardian.

"Yous two? Ha! You're only kids!" voiced the bandit, laughing.

"C'mon, we're better then any of these other guys!" Koji commented.

"Yea, work us to the bone if ya havta!" Genro added.

"Genro! Koji! Get back here this moment!" Genro's mother called.

Of course she was ignored.

"So ya boys are willin' to work for the bandits? Hmm, ten isn't too young an age. Sure the boss won't mind as long as we put you through a helluva a lot of training. Grab an extra pair of clothes." The bandit said, remembering he was close to ten when he joined.

Genro and Koji smirked, and then ran to get their stuff. Genro's mother was still trapped by the bandits, so she could not stop her son and his friend.

They quickly returned and stood close to the bandit. Genro knew how much his mother worried, but he'd be back when he could sneak off, just for a visit. Now was time for a new adventure, a new experience with his best bud Koji.

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"Why did we sign up for this again?"

"Cause we wanted adventure?"

"Oh, right."

Genro and Koji laid breathlessly in the room they shared. It had already by half a year since they joined the bandits, and everyday Genro asked the same question, and every day Koji gave him the same answer.

"Well, at least our chores aren't SO bad." Koji muttered, rolling onto his side.

"Yea, cause we have the boss's good side." Genro said, yawning loudly and closing his gold eyes.

"Ain't the bandit's life great?" Koji mumbled, obviously slipping into sleep.

"No life greater." Genro confirmed.

"And how awesome is it that yer..." Koji paused to yawn. "…one of the seven?"

"Hn, I could live without it." Genro said distastefully before falling asleep.

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'So, Genro has chosen to live the bandit life? And plus he's one of the seven to serve under Suzaku. I wonder what direction his life will turn.' Thought a figure, sitting on the ledge of the window to the boys' room. How great it was to watch and not be noticed by anyone.

"I wonder how things will work out." The figured voiced aloud before they gasped and looked inside, but the red head and his friend slept peacefully.

"One of these days Genro…but not today. I wish to see how your life progresses." Karma whispered to the window before she turned and took off. The night hours were young, and she still needed to find her dinner for the evening.