I wanna type this so here you go

Recap:

When the three get out of the car and are in the house kyoya bolts to his room. He slams the door and climbs under the bed. 'I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead' was all that was going through Kyoya's head.

K's dad: where the hell are you? You damn brat! I knew you would be trouble. –Steps on Kyoya's Lego bricks- ow! Damn it!

Kyoya cowered in fear for the rest of the night while his dad searched for him franticly. But kyoya knew better than to listen to his father when he was mad, after all that's how he got the scars under his eyes.

````````````````````````````````````````story start``````````````````````````````````````````````````````

The next few days kyoya didn't show up to Pre School and the kids were worried.

Hikaru: teacher, where is kyoya?

Teacher: I don't know Hikaru

Hikaru: can we go visit him?

All the kids: yeah can we?

Teacher: well… I guess so but only if everyone makes a get well soon card.

Kids: yay!

At the Tategami house

K's mom: kyoya me and your father are going out! Behave or your father will have another fit!

Kyoya: 'I need to be good, or daddy will cut me again' -kyoya got down from his bed which by now was covered in crimson blood from the wounds his father has given him.-

The students approached the house.

Teacher: looks like their not home. Oh well kids we can try again later.

Hikaru: wait! Teacher! Look! Kyoya is right there –Hikaru saw kyoya walking by a window in to the kitchen, the cuts on his arm visible and blood dripping from them-

Teacher: oh my! Kid you go try to get in I'm calling the docters

Kids: -charge for the door- kyoya!

Inside the home

Kyoya: -looks out window and see them charging towards the door-

The kids break down the door with shear momentum. Kyoya is leaning against the wall if balance his frail toddler body.

Kyoya: what do you guys want?

Hikaru: kyoya! –jumps out of the pile of kids on the floor and envelops him in a hug an knocks him to the floor- kyoya! Your hurt! are you ok?

Kyoya: I'm fin… agh! –kyoya crys out while trying to get up-

Teacher: -rushes into the house- he's right here sir – the teacher points at kyoya an a man comes in. when the man try's to pick kyoya up he [kyoya] scurries away into a corner.

Man: what is wrong little boy?

Kyoya: go! Don't touch me! Every one get out!

Teacher we're just trying to help kyoya

Kyoya: I don't want your help! If they see you here they'll

"we'll what? Kyoya."

Kyoya: *GULP*