Kyouya was more than startled at the outburst and tottered back. He never really heard much about his mother since she died giving birth to him but Fuyumi always gave him the impression that she was the ideal mother and wife.

"How dare you use my mother as an excuse for what you did." Kyouya said with a little less heat then he had previously as he truly did want an explanation.

"Kyouya if you sit down I'll gladly tell you what happened." Yoshiro gestured with a sigh.

Kyouya eyed his father for a moment as he took a deep breathe to put himself in check and sat down in a chair that his father must have put there after he had left to console Nika.

"Even though your mother and I had an arranged marriage I truly did love her with all my heart. I thought she felt the same seeing as she gave birth to 4 of the most wonderful children a father can hope for , so you can guess how angry I was to find out after she died that she was cheating on me." Yoshiro stated as he sighed and leaned back in his seat.

"I didn't find out till the funeral…"

17 YEARS EARLIER

"Its ok children, everything will be ok." A somewhat younger Yoshiro reassured his crying children as his new baby boy Kyouya was sleeping peacefully in his nanny's arms.

Yoshiro could understand fully the pain his children were going through as he watched his beloved wife's casket lower into the ground. His one and only love in life that looked past his business like manner into the heart of a man who only wanted to love and be loved in return.

"I'll miss you so much, but I know a part of you will remain in all of our precious children. Especially Kyouya, the one you died for in order to bring into this world. I will guard him with my life." Yoshiro thought to himself as he looked over to a serene and calm baby face that seemed in itself to exuberate love.

"I think its time we all went back." Yoshiro said as he held his tears in firm control behind a façade of sternness as he ushered his children and their nanny back to the limo.

As he helped his daughter and sons into the limo he knew he would need some time alone to light some incense for his beloved wife so he ordered the driver to bring the children home and come back for him.

"Why did you have to go? We were supposed to go out and celebrate after you got out of the hospital. How could you just leave me here all alone?!" A somewhat drunken commoner yelled as he walked over and sat at the tombstone of Yoshiro's wife.

"You know sir, its very bad manners to disturb the dead. Please lower your voice if you here to pay respects." Yoshiro chided as he sat down next to the man wondering how he could possibly know his wife.

"Yes, your right. I'm sorry it's just that I loved her so much. She would always stop by my little tea house and we'd talk throughout the day. Picture that a beautiful upper class woman talking to a college dropout like me."

"So you two were friends?" Yoshiro asked hoping not to loose the image of perfection that was his wife the day that she had to be buried.

The drunk only smiled and motioned for Yoshiro to come closer for a secret.

"We were much more than that, we were in love. Every kiss, every touch, every little giggle of hers only ensured that."

Yoshiro's cold grey eyes began even colder as he refused to believe that the same woman who died giving birth to his children would sully herself with a drunken commoner.

"You could easily be killed if not made to disappear for saying such things about such a beautiful and kind woman." The only thing keeping Yoshiro from keeping his killing promise was another funeral procession that was going by.

"Don't believe me…well not many people do, heck I don't even believe it half of the time myself but I always keep this photo around to keep my sanity in check." The man said as he rifled through his pocket and pulled out a folded photo to show Yoshiro.

In the photo was the man next to Yoshiro with more of a smug smile than a loving smile holding the blushing body of his now deceased wife.

"Yeah ain't she a beaute'" The man said as he took a swig from a flask he pulled out of his pocket.

Yoshiro felt like his heart stopped. He had truly been deceived by the only person who he lived to make happy. The one who had given him a reason to find joy in his life. He looked at his wife's tombstone and felt nothing but a cold emptiness inside him.

"Man you ok?" The drunken stranger asked as he put a hand on Yoshiro's shoulder earning a cold glare.

"My bad, my bad. Say how did you know her anyway? Member of the family?"

"I don't even know anymore." Yoshiro answered truthfully as he slowly stood up letting the photo drop to the ground.

"Hey, hey! No reason to be so down. Why don't you join me for a drink or something? We could talk about the good ole' times and be all nostalgic." The man offered.

"I have things to take care of and a business to run. I no longer have time to miss her." Yoshiro said coldly as the new revelation seemed to stir within him a darkness he never knew.

"Well I'm going to miss her greatly even though I have a business as well. She even helped me pay for half of the tea house….oh no! How will I pay for the rest of it now?!" The man yelled clutching his head and falling back on the grass.

Yoshiro stopped walking. He knew full and well that he could help out this man but he would not do it out of the kindness of his heart. No, he would do it to cause the pain he felt now that was hardening over his heart on the person who caused it.

"What's your name young man?" Yoshiro asked with a fake smile as he turned around offering his hand.

"Oh me? My names Cho, Minoru Cho nice to meet ya. And you are?" Minoru asked with the smell of hot sake plastered to his breath as he shook Yoshiro's hand.

"Just call me Yoshiro. I think I can help you out with any money problems you have, seeing as she was helping you out already."

"Oh that would be awesome man. Let me give you my number and we can work something out." Minoru offered searching his body for any sign of paper and pen only to be stopped by Yoshiro.

"No, no I have a limo on its way. I'll give you a ride home and on the way we can talk business." Yoshiro said placing his hand on Minoru's back as he nudged him along with him towards the pavement where Yoshiro's limo was just now pulling up.

"How could I ever thank you?" Minoru asked as they reached the limo.

"Don't thank me, thank that woman who may now rest in peace." Yoshiro said somewhat bitterly as he climbed in the limo with Minoru and drove off.

(A/n: Ok this is the first part of the flashback which kind of explains the beginnings of Yoshiro's actions. I was to lazy to think up of a name for Kyouya's mom so I just went with "deceased" lol kind of inconsiderate I know, but I did research for everyone else's names. Also in case your wondering, Nika's father: Minoru talks the way he does because at the time he was maybe 22-24 while Kyouya's father was 32-35. I would be glad to see your predictions of how the next flashback will go and I hope at least one of your questions has been answered.) zell-chan