THE KIDS

chapter 1

When he was young, Kuroko used to ask himself, "Is this really a family?"...

"Why momma is always so angry?"

These questions, or maybe questions far worse like these would fill young Kuroko's mind every possible night. His mother Tetsuna Kuroko was a house wife. She was all what an angry woman should be. She was tall, over 5 feet tall with black hair and teal eyes. She had strength of someone who is always frustrated. Tetsuna was really loud and violent. She never talked in a normal tone, always screamed. Never calm, always enraged. People near hated the way she would scream and curse loudly, shouting all the exploit words that the language had.

On the other hand Ryuji, Kuroko's father, was a quiet man. He worked hard at a geological department, maintaining machines and keeping track of all machines used. He was quite strong and athletic, the way he would climb the ladder and perform summersaults in the air. He was always busy working but all of this hard work never brought them to a better position. He would come home late at night and would lock himself in the attic, listening to mournful songs and drinking his favorite beverage. Music. Ah! He loved his songs. They gave him a slight relief from reality..Something Kuroko came to admire later.

Tetsuna never liked her son from the start. He had powder blue hair and lifeless baby blue eyes and relatively weak presence. Tetsuna hated it when Kuroko suddenly popped himself near her scaring the dogs out of her. Kuroko also had an older brother namely, Kuroko Taiki. He was older by two years and was his mother's favorite. And was much favored and loved.

They were never a rich family. They lived in a rental house with a room for two brothers, a room for their poor parents and a small kitchen. Every house in the block was like that. Pale with tin walls. Some people had decorated their house beautifully but it beyond the imagination of Tetsuna and Ryuji.

Like all young kids Kuroko also used to wet his bed but was forever afraid to tell his mom because whenever he did so, she would beat him with a whip on wet skin for adding more burden on her.

"Mommy I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry, I won't do it again, I promise...please mommy spare me...please" young Kuroko cried every time, his ghostly pale cheeks staining with tears and his back and hips red with whip markings. Even though he was quite young he was much mature for his age... but still in the end he was a kid.

He was just a kid....right...nothing more than a worthless kid...left alone.

Kuroko knew he had his parents and a brother but he always felt empty...like there was something missing. He came to realize...it was love. He wanted it. But it seemed so far away.

"My life's a nightmare" he said to himself as he lulled himself to sleep tears running down his eyes and shoulders shaking.

Tomorrow will be better right....maybe...

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