"I caught an intruder in Sasagawa's house." A Mafioso reported to his boss. "I thought he was a burglar, but he dropped this, which, I guess, is what he took from the house." The man handed a framed picture to the one sitting on the chair across the table.

"He definitely isn't." The boss said. "We have found Sasagawa Yuu."

-O-

As soon as I was back in my apartment, I searched my bag for the family picture I took from our house. I looked inside the bag, I sought every pocket; I was nervous when the picture was nowhere to be found.

"Oh damn, did I drop it somewhere?" I asked myself.

I considered going back and tracing my steps, but I was not that foolish as to neglect the time. It has almost been an hour or two since I arrived home and somebody must have laid his filthy hands on our precious family picture.

"SHIT!" I yelled and fell into a chair.

That picture was just too precious. I could still remember that Papa used to wipe it gently and caressingly everyday and then, he'd tell me, "Yuu-chan, we must take care of this picture because it's the most recent family picture of us before your Mama died, it is a treasure to the extreme." I felt guilty, extremely guilty for the lost picture. I've lost my mother, I've lost my father, and now, I've lost our family picture! Geez, I feel like I'm next in line to go missing. Oh, what the hell was I thinking; I'm already missing!

I spent a sleepless night that night. My feet stomped the floor as I paced the room up and down, blaming myself for the lost picture. I threw my body on the bed occasionally in hopes of getting some sleep but drowse would not take me. I was so busy walking around my room and murmuring things to myself that I did not notice the rays of the dawning sun light up the place until I collapsed on the bed again and glared at the windows.

"Morning already." I complained though I kept still on the bed.

It was amazing how the sunlight reaches out to almost every place. It was also amazing how that gigantic ball of fire light up the whole world everyday. The sun is so bright, so warm, so pleasing, and so selfless and it's always up there in the sky. Papa is a sun guardian; he's bright (may not be intellectually but Papa lights up my world and some other people's world somehow), he's warm (he's always heated up, yeah), he's pleasing (in some way, but not always), and the only thing I can't give justification to is the fact that he's not here. I sighed and peered out of the window up to the blazing sun.

"If only I could be you." I told the sun. "Your rays reach out to almost every place and probably, you know what's happening beneath you."

A sudden thought came to me and I leaned further out of the window. "Do you know where my Papa is?"

The sun did not reply, just burning, blazing, flaming radiance.

"We know where Sasagawa Ryohei is." A man in black suit said as he approached my window through the balcony just outside it.

"Who the hell're you?" I spat at him.

"We could show you where your father is if you'd come with us." Another man said.

"I repeat, who the fuck're you?"

"We came from the Tenebre family."

"Are you the ones who took my father?"

"We've no time to chat with you, kid." The man flicked his fingers and two men suddenly dragged me out of the window.

A handkerchief was pressed on my nose and mouth. I smelled something sweet but intoxicating which, I guess, is what they call chloroform.

~end of chapter~

Author's note:

Tenebre means darkness in Italian.

Hey, I don't know the smell of chloroform! I just got its description accidentally from the Encarta dictionary. (If I can call that accidentally or coincidentally, whatever.)

Sorry for the bad words! *blocks the screen when father passes by*

Father: are you hiding something?

33Riddles: nuh-uh

Father: then why are you blocking the monitor.

33Riddles: I'm not blocking the monitor! I'm just warming my hands, you see, they're cold!

Father: I can't see that they're cold. *walks off laughing at his lame joke*

33Riddles: O well, it's got to pass that way. *sigh*

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