All For You

11

Flashback

3rd pov

(both 4 yrs and Shinichiro around 14-15, Emma didn't come till a few months later)

The crying sound of a little girl was ignored as people walked by, minding their own business and carrying on with their day. The little girl looked sickly with bags under her eyes, bruises on her frail body mixed with dry blood and dirt, her hair in disarray and tangled, her clothes in no better shape than anything that was described. But not a single person cared enough to help her... but one.

The person walking by happened to hear the little girl crying in a dark alleyway which made him stop and look in that direction with his friend who also heard the cries.

"It's not our business man, let's go". His friend said, the other blinked.

"You go on ahead, I'm about to head home anyways". He said, his friend rolled his eyes.

"You shouldn't get into other people's problems, you don't know what you're getting yourself into". He said.

"Then leave, it's my problem now". He said casually as he made his way to the alley.

"Don't say I didn't warn you!". His friend said loudly before he took off. He placed a hand in his pocket while the other held a cold drink in his hands as he followed the sound of the cries, he reached the end of the alley and peeked the corner and saw a little girl in bad shape, close to his little brother's age.

'So, that's where all the crying came from, who would treat a little girl like this and just leave her here to rot? where are her parents?'. He thought with a frown as he walked over.

"Hello, there". He said calmly, catching her attention, he can barely see her eyes through her long bangs but can't still see her blue eyes and also how stiff she became by his sudden appearance.

"Why are you out here alone? you know it's dangerous in alleyways?". He asked as he kneeled, she backed away from him, not like she could anymore but fear struck her, as she sniffed and hiccupped, still crying.

"It's alright, I'm not going to hurt you, I'm pretty weak to throw punches at someone around my age, I'm the least of your worries". I said in slight humor but soon got serious.

"Who hurt you? how did you end up here?". He asked, she just shrink herself more to what little space she had hidden in, he did a short hum.

"Veeeery quiet, aren't we? we'll I don't blame you". He said plainly, he wasn't getting anywhere with her, she was too afraid to speak, it might not have been the first time she was in this situation.

'What the hell do I do now? I can't just leave her here alone, she doesn't trust me though'. He thought confusedly as he took a sip of his drink through the straw, he then noticed her looking at him, or more like the drink in his hand, he looked at his drink then back at her.

'I think I got it!'. He thought with certainty as he stopped drinking and held it towards her.

"You like Boba?". He asked, she gasp lightly as he looked at him, he motioned it to her again.

"Here, it's strawberry milk bubble tea, you can have it". He said with a kind smile, she slowly reached out for it and grabbed it, she started to drink it with little sniffles and with teary eyes.

'I know it's a bad situation but she looks so cute!'. He thought as he reached out and wipe a tear away, she didn't feel as scared as before and held some trust so she allowed him.