Chapter One: Momma Hiroko's Inspirational Words

Summary/Prologue:

Yasuhiro was called out of his college by the police. He was driven to the police station, where he met with Chief Kanemoto. Kanemoto asked if he recognized a recent suicide victim, to which the young male said no. However, the police had proof that him and the woman interacted before. The proof came in the form of two children, who are biologically Yasuhiro's kids.

The police car pulled up in front of the large apartment complex. One of them got out, opening the door for Yasuhiro and his kids. The officer gave an envelope to him once he exited, the two boys at his sides. "This was found at the scene. It's addressed to you.", they said, entering the car again. With a smile, they bid him a nice day, and drove away. Looking at the building, Yasuhiro sighed, putting the letter in his pant pocket. He looked at the boys.

"C'mon kiddos, home's this way.", he said, beginning to walk forward. He heard no footsteps, and he looked back at them. "Well, come on now.", he pressed, an unsure tone in his voice. He started to panic. What does a parent do in these kinds of situations? As he internally panic, he didn't see the boys walk up to him. The one with olive green eyes tugged at his shirt sleeve. He looked down, still panicking a bit. "Huh?", he said. The boy raised up his arms, grinning.

""Up!", he exclaimed, his eyes shining. Yasuhiro blinked once, twice, and then froze. It just didn't register in his mind. The boy made grabby hands at him, with a little whine to go with it. Awkwardly, Yasuhiro picked up the child, who wrapped his arms around the young man's neck, and wrapped his legs around his torso. He supported the added on weight with his right arm, and looked to the brother. Giving a small smile, he offered his free hand, hoping he didn't look weird. The brother with hazel eyes looked at his hand with a shy expression, then at his face, and put his smaller hand in Yasuhiro's larger one. His smile grew a bit, and he walked with them to his apartment. It was on the third floor of the five floor building. Once he reached the door, he let go of the brother's hand, and searched his pocket for his keys, taking them out, and unlocking the door. He held it open for the boy. He walked in, Yasuhiro and the other one following right after. Yasuhiro put his hands under the olive eyed boy's arms on his frame.

"Alright, time to get down!", the dark brunette exclaimed, letting the kid unwrap his limbs from him and setting him down on the white tile floor. He locked the door, and he saw that the two boys had made themselves comfy on his couch. Yasuhiro chuckled a bit, and he sat down in the recliner diagnol from the couch, which was next to the T.V., while the couch was right across from it. It was silent for a bit. Yasuhiro looked at the boys. "So..I'm your dad..I know you probably aren't going to call me that, seeing that I haven't been in the first years of your guys lives. I'm Yasuhiro Hagakure, you can call me Hiro for now, I guess..", he spoke, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. The olive eyed boy gave him a smile.

"I'm Makoto! I'm 7 years old, and my birthday is February 5th!", he chimed, the 5th sounding more like 'fif' rather 'fifth'. Makoto looked at his brother eagerly, and the tan boy cleared his throat.

"My name is Hajime. I'm 7 years old, and my birthday is also February 5th.", he told Hiro, in a more quiet voice. Hiro blinked. I have twins, huh? he thought to himself. As if reading his mind, Hajime spoke again. "I'm the older twin, by 37 minutes.", he added. Hiro nodded, and it went back to silence. A stomach growling was heard, and Makoto blushed, grabbing his stomach.

"Papa, I'm hungry!", he exclaimed. Yasuhiro gasped, nearly falling out of his chair. The twins looked at him curiously, wondering what caused him to have a reaction like that. Makoto decided to speak again. "Can we get Chinese?", he asked, which actually caused the man to fall out of his chair. P-Papa?! He's so accepting, why isn't he barely talking and looking at me with a blank stare? And Chinese is too expensive! I have to save the money so I can pay back Mom to- he stopped his thoughts, and looked at the clock. She was coming at 7:30. It was 7:27. He froze as he heard the door unlocking, and rushed to get up from the floor. The door opened, and in stepped a woman with light pink hair, and brown eyes.

"Hiro, I'm here-", she started, but paused when she saw Makoto and Hajime. Her jaw dropped, the cigarette falling out of her mouth. Hiro brought his arms up in a defensive manner.

"I-I can explain, Mom!", he stuttered, backing up a bit.

Timeskip, 30 minutes later

"So, that's what happened..", Hiroko sighed, placing the fork down, and grabbing the box of lo mein right infront of her. They did end up ordering Chinese, and Hiroko put the T.V. on for Makoto and Hajime to watch while she talked with her son. Yasuhiro nodded, pushing away his empty plate.

"Yeah..", he murmured, looking down in his lap. He was just expecting the worse from her now..

"Hiro, you're still in college. How are you going to take care of two kids?", she asked him, concern showing in her brown orbs. Hiro put his head in his hands, shaking it.

"I don't even remember seeing that girl. EVER. I apparently have two sons now..but you know what? I'm..I'm going to try. I will try to be a father to them, since they are my blood after all. I will do what it takes to make sure they live a good life..", he told her, a determined undertone in his voice, before sighing. "You are probably tired from today, let me just give you your money so you can go and rest.", he sighed, putting and hand in his pocket and pulling out ¥3,894($35), holding it out to her. Hiroko smiled, and pushed his hand back towards him. He looked at her confused. "Mom?"

"You need this money, Hiro. You're a dad, after all.", she chirped, moving her hand away. Yasuhiro frowned, pushing out his hand to her again.

"But mom, you said-", he started, but was cut off by his mother.

"Yasuhiro Hagakure, if you don't listen to me I will make sure you don't see daylight again.", she threatened, her delinquent side coming out. Yasuhiro gulped, and nodded, placing the money back in his pocket. "I know what I said, but you need the money more than I do. Now I know what you're going to say, and that isn't true. You will be a great father, Yasuhiro, I know it. You want to give them a good life, right? This is where you start.", she told him, getting up and ruffling his hair. She looked at the twins, who were still watching cartoons. "Besides, I think they already like you as a dad.", she added, making Hiro look at them as well. Feeling gazes on them, they turned to see Hiroko and Hiro looking at them. Makoto grinned widely, waving at them, while Hajime smiled. Yasuhiro's eyes widened, but then he gave them a smile in return. Their beams stretched wider, and they turned back to the T.V. Yasuhiro turned to say something to his mom, but he was met with an empty space where his mom was supposed to be. He saw a note left on the table, so he picked it up and read.

Hiro,

I already contacted the dean of your college, and your classes have been moved online. Here is the information you need to login into the school website, that way you can work on your stuff without leaving Makoto and Hajime alone. I know you will be a great father, so don't doubt yourself, okay?

-Mom

P.S.- If I hear you doubting yourself you are going to be in trouble mister..

Username: ******

Password: ******

He laughed silently, placing the note in his pocket. He heard a yawn, and saw Hajime rubbing his eyes with a tired expression. Makoto was already asleep, breathing quietly. He looked at the clock, in which the clock read 8:30. Well, time goes by fast, doesn't it? He walked to the couch, bending down slightly and putting a hand on Hajime's shoulder. "You tired, kiddo?", he asked. Hajime nodded, his ahoge bouncing around slightly. He picked up Makoto, and gestured for Hajime to follow him. He lead them to his room, where he laid Makoto on his bed. He took off the younger twins shoes, and untied the laces of Hajime's shoes before taking them off, and lifting the blanket for the older twin to get in. Hajime crawled into the bed, and Yasuhiro covered them both with the blanket. Hajime looked at Yasuhiro sleepily. "Goodnight..dad..", he murmured, closing his hazel eyes. Yasuhiro froze, but smiled.

"Goodnight..", he whispered, and exited his room, closing the door. He looked at the room across from his. It was empty, and he was originally thinking of turning it into a fortune telling room. But now with Makoto and Hajime added into his life..he believed it would be best to convert it into a room for the twins. Making his was back to the living room, he sat at his desk near the window. Turning on the lamp, he fished out the letter the police gave him from his pocket. He unfolded it, and began reading.

To the father of my children,

I know not of your identity, but all I ask of you is one thing. Take care of them. I know you have not known they existed until now. If you did, well, then we would've obviously been together. But they are your blood, my blood..our blood.

When they were first born, I knew that I would be able to raise them even if they did not have the privilege of a father at first. But, as the years passed by, my home life started to crumble, as did my sanity. My mother found out about them, and she began to neglect me. The rest of my family soon followed suit. I fell into depression and developed schizophrenia as a result. I did not deem myself stable enough to continue being a mother. The medication didn't help me. I've decided to put the matters in my own hands, and kill myself. I killed myself for them...for Makoto and Hajime.

I only hope that you will care for them. Make them the happiest kids in the world. They deserve better parenting, which was something I was not able to provide for my very own flesh and blood. For their sake, care for them always. Please..

-Asuka Moriyama

His head was down, hair covering his eyes. Tears could be seen beginning to stream down his face. He clenched the letter tighter, causing a crinkling noise to emitt from it. He looked up, out the window at the sky with a solemn face.

"I will.."