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A five year old kid got woken up by the sound of his parents screaming. Only this time it didn't sound like they were fighting... more like screaming in agnea. He got up going down the stairs and picking from the corner.
The boy frouze when he sees his parents lay in the crimson liquid. The loud sound of sirens echos throw the boys ears.
[M/N] wake up with sweat running down his face. Why did he have to dream of that every single night it made him not want to sleep ever again.
He is ten years old living by himself with only the really nice old lady next door that keeps an eye on the poure boy.
[M/N] is a really smart kid for his age he doesn't go to school but still maneged to learn how to wrigh and read Japanese all bay him self with the occasional help of the old lady.
[H/C] locks are swaying in the wind as the [E/C] eyed boy is searching for the familiar black cat he always feeds. He spotted the cat liking his fur with no care in the world. When the cat spots the little boy she comes close asking for pats on the he'd the [H/C] haired happily pats the cats fur.
He takes the food pack out of his pocket opening it for the cat to eat. The boy started to hear laughter from a group of kids.
[M/N] felt a bit jealous when he saw other kids having fun while he had to steal mony from people or do favors to get cash for his food. Thank good the old lady let him stay in the apartment building for free or else he would be sleeping in cardboard boxes.
The [E/C] eyed boy decided to leave but a piece of paper cout his eye.
UNDERGROUND STREET FIGHT
winners can get a great cash prize
The [H/C] haired eyes start to sparkle this is his chance to get some mony... the only problem is he doesn't know how to fight.
He takes the paper shoved it in his pocket.
°~peas fully walking home ~°
When he got home the smell of a great cooked food entered his nose. The old lady was siting in the kitchen cooking.
"Soba-san what are you doing?"
(*soba in japanese means grendmother)
The old lady smiled at him " Cooking food of cours" the [H/C] haired boy looked displeased. He told soba-san to stop worrying about him because he is a big boy and can take care of himself. Nonetheless she didn't listen and occasionally come in the apartment to cook him a meal.
[M/N] sits at the tabel waiting for the food to be done.
The woman placed the tow plates on the tabel along with chopsticks. The [E/C] eyed boy started eating he had to admit he loved soba-san cooking it was the best. They eat there food after the boy was done he got up but then he stopt. Would it be that hard to ask?
"Soba-san... do you know perhaps a dojo I can go to?" the old ladys brows furrow " I do one of my old friends owns one training kids your age" the [E/C] eyed looked surprised he didn't expect to be that easy to find a dojo especially one that trained kids his age. "Would you like to go to that dojo?" the boy jumped in happiness "Of course soba-san I would love to!" the lady smiled at the happy boy "Well I'll call him tomorrow now you should head to bed"
[M/N] jumped up the stairs ready to go to bed and wake up the next day.
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The sound of rain can be heard the [H/C] haired boy ran and ran throw the dark streets. He doesn't know where he is running he wants to escape the screaming and yelling of his parents. He stopped and looked at the concreate wall on it you can see a beautiful dragon spreyed in black. This gave him a new idea of a drawing. The [E/C] eyed boy liked to draw but he never let everyone know about his talent. This is the only thing he enjoys and wants no one to destroy it.
He woke up. This time his dream was a good one. Great way to start the day.
He got up and did his routine. Running down stairs he sees soba-san already in his apartment. " You ready to go?" the [H/C] haired boy nodded excited.
°~walking with soba-san looking at the fluffy clouds ~°
On old men stood in front of [M/N] in the boys opinion he looked scary but felt like he can trust him. "So this is the boy?" said the old man "Yes. Introduce yourself" The boy felt a bit anxious he doesn't really talk to people. "My name is [L/N] [M/N] nice to meet you sensei" (sensei in japanese means teacher)
"Well come in and will get started" the [H/C] haired got in the dojo, he saw a blonde kid kicking a dummy. He [E/C] eyed boy looked amazing seeing the blonde boy perform made him what to get strong.
[M/N] improved rather quickly he was smart after all. The boy was so confident that he is now strong and ran straight to the underground fight.
When [M/N] arrived he saw two boys fighting they had broken noses and red blood on ther shirts. "Oi kid what you doing here this ain't place for small kids" the short boy resized his eyebrow "I'm here to fight and win" the older boy laughed at him "You for real? You'll get killed here" the [H/C] haired boy looked unamused at the older boys comment "So what? I what to fight" the taller boy looked a bit surprised but made him a gesture to follow him.
When he got in the ring he felt exaited ready to fight
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Blood, Red blood painted the gray floor.
His back hurt.
His head was pounding.
He can't move.
He feels like death was knocking in his soul.
He tried to breathe but his lungs hurt.
He tried to open his eyes but it burns.
-Is he going to die? -
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