When Blood Turns To Poison [(AU)Eyehield21: Hiruma x Mamori]

Chapter 3: A Devil's Tragedy

[Hiruma Youichi, 8 years old]

BANG! A gunshot was heard throughout the Hiruma Mansion as a man in his late thirties and a boy at the age of 8 years old was practicing target shooting in their garden.

"Hey Dad! Did you see that? I hit the bull's eye!" Youichi started to jump up and down while smiling to his father, his father just smiled at him and ruffled his hair slightly only to make his smile grew larger. "I see, you two are target shooting again." Both father and son turned their heads at the woman who was now making her way to them, Youichi ran up to her to envelope her into a hug as he looked up to her face. "Mom look! I hit the bull's eye!" he said enthusiastically as his mom kneeled down to give him a peck on his cheek. "Of course you did, you took it after me Youichi." She smiled as she pat her son's hair.

"Now, now Mafia Queen, I wouldn't let that slide, our son definitely got his shooting skills from me." Hiruma Yuuya chuckled as he walked towards his wife and son. Lee Ichiko just shrugged and gave her husband a quick kiss on the lips. "Come on don't be selfish my dear husband," she smiled as the family went to the garden shed to take a quick snack, there were creampuffs and coffee waiting for them in the table. "Youichi is the fruit of the Hiruma Mafia heir and the Lee Mafia heiress, what would you expect from him?" Yuuya mused as he ruffled his son's black hair, Ichiko just smiled at them lovingly. Youichi just smiled sheepishly, he got everything everyone would have wished for, power and wealth, he was the Prince of the Hiruma Mafia which became even more powerful as they had merge with the Lee Mafia led by his mother. But the greatest possession he had was his perfect family, a very loving mother and a very supportive father, he wouldn't trade them for anything in this world.

As the wind flew by, he whispered through it as he watched his father encircled his arms around his mother's shoulder. 'I wish this would never end.'

[Hiruma Youichi, 13 years old]

"Come on Musashi, stand up! I haven't still got any sweat from our jogging and now you are already lying there lazily. Come on!" Youichi stated as he was pulling up his bestfriend who was now lying on the grasses. "Young Master *huff* you know we had ran about 20 kilometers already." Gen said as he was now panting heavily. "Oh come on Musashi! You are the son of our Greatest Mafia Reaper! And hey, I already told you to call me by my name. I thought we were bestfriends?" Youichi whined at Gen as he was now sitting at the ground. "But Young Mas-" but Youichi cut him off, "And that's an order. Now call me by my name always." Youichi smiled and helped his bestfriend to stand up. Musashi just also smiled at him but their smiles faded so soon as one of the Mafia Reapers approached them.

Youichi's mind went blank as he heard the news that the Mafia Reaper had brought him. "Young Master! The Queen passed out, she was brought in the hospital!" the words rang through his mind and the next thing he knew. A tear fell from his eye.

[Hiruma Youichi, 15 years old]

Youichi was just sitting at her mother's bed side, he was holding her hands while watching her sleep. His mother was now unrecognizable from the woman she was before, the glowing skin she had before had now paled, but she was still the most beautiful woman he had laid his eyes on. She was fighting with Cancer for almost 2 years now, and it just got worse, her Cancer was now in stage 4. It was something that their money nor power couldn't prevent, sure she had gotten several therapies but the cancer cells were dominant. Ever since he had discovered that her Cancer was already in stage 4, he didn't ever left her side. He was guarding his mother afraid that she might be taken away from him any moment. "Son you should take a rest." He heard his Father's voice as he made his way to him. "I'm okay Dad. I don't want to leave Mom's side." He just smiled weakly at his Father and they both watched the woman they both love in her slumber.