𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡

𝐓𝐄𝐍

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"If I hadn't met you, would we have met under different circumstances? Would you even notice me in a crowd of bustling people? Would I have ever noticed you? What would I have become if I hadn't met you..."

"But no... I cannot say that because I HAVE met you and I wouldn't dare let you out of my reach again."

10 years ago:

Location: Kawakami's Personal Hotel, in a secluded area near the coast of Japan.

A young boy and his father sat in the lone lobby. The boy's body lazed on top of a sofa, a bored look etched on his face as he looked up at the ceiling of the hotel.

His father sat beside him, flipping through a newspaper. "Sit up, Ino. You have to be presentable in front of our guests."

Lilac-orbs narrowed down onto the smaller figure, waiting for him to do as he was instructed.

Without hesitation, Ino changed his position. Straightening his posture, and resting his left leg on top of his right in a more proper manner.

Ino's father nodded in approval, looking down at his watch to see what time it was. He despised people with horrible time management, and it seemed like his partnership with the duo would have to be cancelled if they don't show up in time.

Arata(Ino's father) clicked his tongue in annoyance, coincidentally the duo who looked to be in a rush entered the hotel.

Arata folded his newspaper, setting it down onto the seat as he stood up. He signaled Ino to follow him.

"You're late." Arata announced, a frown etched onto his lips as he looked down at the two. He caught sight of a smaller figure who hid behind the (h/c)-haired man.

Mr. Kawakami's eyes glanced down, meeting eye to eye with small, beady (e/c)-orbs. The young boy flinched as his hold onto his father tightened, freightened by the presence of Mr. Kawakami.

Mr. (L/N) noticed Arata's gaze on his son, and spoke up "I'm sorry, sir. My wife is working overtime and I had to pick him up for school. I promise he won't be a bother." Mr. (L/N) gulped in fear, afraid of what his employer would say.

"First off, your late. Second, you brought a child without my permission. I remember specifically telling to only bring yourself and your partner. Though, since this is our first meeting, I'll let it slide. Just don't let it happen again. Remember, I've hired you only because my wife is extremely ill, if you dare disrespect me don't be surprise with the consequences that will come your way. But, if you do as instructed and your so-called drug does work effectively and saves my wife, then I could help spread your product globally. That's the deal." Mr. Kawakami explained, as he turned away from the two, gesturing for the small group to follow him.

He paused, as if contemplating something. "Ino," he called out, turning his head slightly to his son. "Yes, father?" Ino answered. "Why don't you stay here in the lobby with Mr. (L/N)'s son? Either that or you may go out to the beach, only if you bring bodyguards with you. They're situated in the front. Be nice to.."

Mr. Kawakami turned toward Mr. (L/N), hinting for him to address his son. "His name is (M/N), sir." Mr. (L/N) clarified.

"Well, be nice to (M/N)." He repeated, staring down at his son. Ino nodded his head as he turned to the shy male, who still hid behind his father.

Mr. (L/N) pushed his son towards the other, but (m/n) was reluctant, wanting to stay near his father. He felt that it was uncomfortable to be with a person who he had never talked to before.

"Papa will be back in no time, alright? I'll buy you your favorite dessert after this." He whispered to his son, soothing him down little by little.

(M/N) sniffed, as he nodded, releasing his tight grip from his father's shirt. Slowly approaching the taller boy, who stood patiently waiting for (M/N).

"Hello." Ino greeted, staring at the frail boy. "H-hi." (M/N) hiccuped, watching as his father left.

Ino grimaced in annoyance. He was rather mature for his age, and found (M/N) to be quite bothersome, wasn't he being too overdramatic?

"How old are you?" Ino asked, (M/N) turned his attention to the purple-haired male, "I'm.. 12 years old. H-how about you?" A booger ran down (m/n)'s nose, the boy tried to wipe it off using his sleeves, before he was stopped.

"That is unsanitary." Ino stated in disgust, he reached for something in his pockets and pulled out a pocket-tissue.

He then grabbed one, and cleaned the booger off of (M/N)'s nose. He shivered in disgust, as he turned to throw it away in a rush.

"Thank you!" (M/N) smiled, gratefully. Not offended with Ino's harsh words directed at him. "Mhm. I'm Ino , if you hadn't heard from father. I'm 10 years old."

"Whoa! 10 years old? But, your pretty tall for a kid." (M/N) exclaimed, as he stood up on his tippy toes to see if he could reach Ino's height.

"Your a kid too.." Ino grumbled, why was this boy so hyper all of a sudden?

"I'm almost thirteen! So, I'm almost a teenager!" (M/N) argued.

"Yeah, sure." He rolled his eyes, not detecting  the small smile that raise onto his lips.

The next few chapters will focus primarily on their past.