I've seen how others call their house a warm home with their family waiting for either one of them to get home and spend the rest of the day together...... 
                              The sound of a lively home..
                              The laughter
The cheerfulness
The madness
                              and....
                              The love 
                              I've seen and heard about it but never once did I experience it.... 
                              Its true they love me but the time they spend with and the time they spend with their jobs... just seem.... distance
                              Even if I have stuff to distract me everyday... its just... the loneliness would start to eat me again... 
                              I was called cold by others and they weren't wrong but they weren't right either.... 
                              Every time I step inside my 'home' it was dead like the corpse I inspect... 
                              It didn't feel...
                              Alive
Cheerful
Happy
                              or even
                              Homey 
                              I understand how I am alone in this world even though I have friends and all....
                              I envy those who had a warm family and home....
                              Even if people told me the opposite...
                              They don't know...
                              They just don't know...
                              The loneliness that always eats me...
The jealousy that always cloud my vision...
The anger that always being feed to me...
The hoped that always getting dimmer and dimmer...
                              Its all just.... pointed to the word 
                              L
O
N
E
L
Y
                              And even after all those years.... 
Home would not be a place I would choose...
                              For me home is always just a simple cold and empty shelter for me to rent with....
                              And today is just the same...
                              Walking the same road...
Seeing the same street...
Listening to the same laughter...
                              I was used to be the one opening the door to be greeted with nothing but darkness...
                              "Tadaimas."
                              Silence... Its the same as always...
                              "Welcome home Shin-chan."
                              "TOU-SAN!"
                              But
                              Even with all of my negative emotion..
                              I always forget...
                              That now....
                              My home...
                              Is... 
                              And that .....
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                              "I'm home Kaito." 
                              And
                              I am not alone anymore 
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Kaishin One-Shot
Fanfictionjust a bunch of one shot ÙwÚ but Kaishin Disclaimer: I will be marking the book complete because well its a one shot but I will still be uploading the chapter because my tall brain is full of shit
 
                                               
                                                  