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If you don't like yaoi (boy x boy) then please don't read this.

WARNING! This story contains MPreg!

Chapter 1 - Beautiful Blue

Did you ever wonder what the sea holds? The endless fish and plants that live deep down where the human eye cannot reach. What if… What if one day you could? Would your eyes even be able to capture the beauty?

So thought a young teen, Kuroko Tetsuya who sat on the soft and inviting sand, staring into the endless blue that was before him. Ever since he was young, he's always been fascinated with the ocean and everything within it.

Many people around him may fear the vast water, but Tetsuya could do nothing but love and admire it. He heard the myths, the fairytales of fishermen getting caught and eaten by large octopuses and sharks of massive sizes.

Kraken, Hydra and Leviathan are three of many creatures that are said to haunt these beautiful waters. Kuroko was hesitant to believe in such things, mainly because he didn't see them but he couldn't deny that they could possibly exist. Knowing just how mysterious the blue of the sea is, anything was possible.

However, that was not what the people on the island he lives on fear. People with tails are said to roam the oceans as well. Living in the water, hunting humans for sport and… killing them. There are many legends surrounding these mermaid or mermen people and frighteningly enough, Kuroko believes them to be true.

Not long ago, a boat disappeared while going out into the sea to catch fish. The little boat, along with it's three occupants left in the early morning, never to be seen again.

After the boat's disappearance, panic grew on the tiny island. People began to suspect that mermaids or mermen were behind the attack, and they had proof.

One cold night, a fisherman had been taking a stroll down the beach when suddenly he saw something in the distance. As curious as he was, the man went up to the object, only to see a horrific sight.

The body of one of the fishermen who were on the missing boat had washed ashore, void of life with wide eyes, as if frozen in time by the horrifying sight that had taken away his life. Now, how did he know that the mermaids were behind it?

There was one simple clue and that is the two bite marks the corpse had on its neck. There were no external wounds on the body of the dead man, yet only two bite marks. A trademark signature of a mermaid attack.

The myths say that the mermaids feed off of humans, lure them in with their sweet melody before sucking out their blood dry. Yes, the mermaids feed on human blood.

Kuroko couldn't comprehend why such a beautiful blue would seek out the red crimson blood of the humans. Such contrasting colors yet the mermaids of the blue seek it out to live. Such irony, but then again Kuroko couldn't complain. He too seeks out the beautiful blue of the sea, a color that was not a land color but rather that of the sea, the world of the mermaids.

Kuroko's teal blue eyes narrowed in on the vast blue before him as he moved his brush to the left and then to the right. He loved preserving this beautiful scenery of blue by painting it onto the paper, yet none of his paintings compare to the original picture before him. Such beauty couldn't be captured on paper, yet his employer finds his paintings 'satisfactory'.

Lord Hanamiya was a man of great wealth, living on the small island and growing his business as a merchant. He had been recruiting new talents and Kuroko had been the one he had chosen. Everything happened by pure coincidence.

One day, Kuroko was painting the beautiful blue when suddenly the man appeared behind him. "Hmm~ Not to bad. It has potential." Hanamiya hummed, staring at the painting Kuroko had drew and before he knew it, he offered the bluenette a job. Kuroko would paint for him and in return, Hanamiya would pay him.

Kuroko was more than happy that he had finally found a mean of survival but then again, what power did a poor teenager like him have? None, and Hanamiya used that to his advantage.

Not only was Kuroko young but he also had no parents. No mother, no father. Kuroko himself doesn't know how he ended up on this island but rumors about his origins soon began to spread.

"That child is a child of a mermaid. He has blue hair and blue eyes, just like the color of the sea."

"He appeared not long ago after the accident. He must be the offspring of one of the mythical monsters."

The rumors spread, making the citizens of the small island fear and neglect the poor teen. Since the island was small, everyone knew each other and when Kuroko said everyone, he meant everyone. Thus it was no surprise that when the rumors surfaced, he was neglected by the others, labeled as 'the child of a mermaid'.

Kuroko didn't think much of it but when you live in constant neglect and hatred, it's only natural you would come to accept that which isn't truth.

"Do you see him? That's the child."

"Che! Why don't you go back to the mermaids where you belong?"

"Shhhh! He'll curse us! The gods have already expressed their wrath by placing salt into the sea, if you anger him then worse may happen!"

Those kinds of conversations would follow the bluenette whenever he would venture into the village. Getting a piece of bread may be nothing to others, but to Kuroko it was a very difficult task.

It must be true… If everyone thinks so then it must be true. Kuroko didn't know what to think anymore. If he really did wash ashore in a small basket one day, then he really must be the child of mermaids. What else would a baby in a basket do in the sea?

If you keep repeating a lie, then eventually it will become the truth. Kuroko knew this and yet, he himself began to believe that he was a monster.

So he thought as he was walking through the small village with his new painting at hand. Every morning the bluenette would wake up in his run down cottage, put on his shoes and clothing before venturing out to the beach. He would draw before going to Lord Hanamiya for his payment.

"Ah yes~ This painting is done by one of my best~ He's a very talented and known artist on this island."

"Is that so? How much would you like for this painting?"

"100000 yen would be the lowest I will have to go my sir. After all, the artist is very profound." Hanamiya lured the rich man of the nobility into buying the said painting, even though it was one of Kuroko's latest works.

The rich man smiled, holding onto his large stomach before stroking his long moustache, "Then you have a deal my dear friend."

"That's marvelous. I knew it would be to your liking. Mr. K just painted this masterpiece yesterday, may I add."

"Hohoho~ Well of course, Mr. K is a very profound and known artist in the region. His works are that of a very skilled artist. Not to mention that ever since he was introduced into the market, his paintings have been selling like water."

"What do I say? I can see talent when I see it."

Kuroko sighed as he sneaked into Lord Hanamiya's mansion without the two men noticing. Ever since he began working for the man, his paintings have been selling nonstop. Kuroko would paint his painting, then the next day it would immediately be sold. He's become so known that they've labeled him 'Mr. K', a handle name in order to hide his true identity, something Lord Hanamiya intends to keep hidden.

Once Lord Hanamiya was done with his customer, he didn't waste time to go into his office, expecting Kuroko to be there. However, when he opened the door to his office, the bluenette was nowhere to be seen.

Hanamiya looked around but after seeing no one, he went to his chair. Only then did he notice the blue haired teen, sitting right in front of him with his new painting, startling Lord Hanamiya who jumped up.

"How many times did I tell you not to do that!"

Kuroko lowered his head.

"Che~ Show it to me." Hanamiya grabbed the painting out of Kuroko's hand while the teen watched in concern.

"Heh~ I really don't know what people see in these scribbles. They must be blind." Hanamiya chuckled while Kuroko watched in concern. If Lord Hanamiya keeps swinging his painting like that, then it might break. It wouldn't be the first time Kuroko would have to redraw a painting.

The raven head groaned before standing up and placing the painting to the side. He walked up to the wall behind him, taking off the painting he had on the wall to reveal a safe. He put in the combination, opening the safe to take out a certain amount of cash before closing it, placing the picture back up to hide it.

"Here is your income." He placed 10 yen on the table before Kuroko.

The bluenette could do nothing else but stare at the paper in owe, looking up at his employer in hopes he would give him more.

"Huh? Don't look at me like that. This is enough to get you a slice of bread for today, now scram. I have more customers coming at three o'clock."

The poor teen took the 10 yen but gave Lord Hanamiya one more hopeful look, trying to tell him to give him more if he could.

"I said scram!" Lord Hanamiya hit his table with so much force, that it startled the poor bluenette, making him pick up his things quickly and leave. You wouldn't want to be near Lord Hanamiya when he's angry.

And so with no choice, Kuroko was forced to accept the 10 yen for the day. He was glad that Hanamiya at least supplied him with paper and paint to draw, otherwise he would have no means of even receiving the 10 yen.

Kuroko knew Lord Hanamiya was a brute man but then again, he is the only person on this island who noticed him. Him and an old lady who took care of him when he was but an infant. Now with her gone, Kuroko had to rely on Lord Hanamiya's kindness to live.

The poor teen went to the village to get his slice of bread before venturing back to his run down cottage. The cottage was small but even so, it was a place Kuroko could call home. His home was small and had many holes in it, yet Kuroko liked it, mainly because it was near the blue he loves so much.

Kuroko opened the door of his house and once he did, his feet found themselves sucked in by the soft sand that was below. The boy closed his eyes, taking one deep breath of the fresh air before opening his eyes to look at the ocean before him.

However, no matter how much Kuroko looked, there was no sound to accompany the beautiful scenery. Yes, Kuroko lives in a world with no sounds. He was deaf.

Ever since he was a little toddler, Kuroko couldn't hear a thing. He couldn't hear the winds, the waves, the rustling of the palms, nothing. All he knew of was the picture and only the picture, painting the beautiful colors he sees onto paper, trying to preserve their beauty and imagine just what kind of a sound it would produce. For the longest of time the little boy tried to imagine… what does the ocean sound like? Do waves make sounds? Kuroko would never know but he knew, hoped that it was something beautiful to listen to.

After eating the piece of bread he was given, Kuroko didn't waste time to grab his large canvas and paint before going out to sit on the soft sand. The boy placed his equipment down on the ground, finding a perfect scenery to paint. The picture of a sunset with the red sun halfway disappearing into the horizon of the sea.

He sat down, sorting out his equipment before catching something out of the corner of his eye. Startled, Kuroko looked to the side, only to see a group of friends sitting by the bonfire on the beach.

Two boys and three girls his age laughed as they drank and laughed by the fire. Kuroko sighed, placing his hand on his poor chest. Not wanting to admit that the red of the flames startled him.

"Hey look! That's the child of the mermaids!"

"Eww! Maybe we should go somewhere else?"

"Nah~ its fine. He won't do us harm. Besides, I'm here to protect you lovely girls~"

"Ohh Jun~ You're such a man~"

Kuroko watched them, his eyes focusing on their lips, reading their every word using his eyes and his eyes only. Because Kuroko is deaf, he relies on his sight to do the talking for him. He had developed a technique of lip reading to understand what the others around him are saying. This way he was also able to know what Lord Hanamiya told him this morning.

The teen decided to ignore the teenagers and instead decided to work on his new painting. His teal blue eyes turning to the red scenery before him, the red sun casting a shadow over the ocean blue, painting the sea and even the sky red.

Even though Kuroko loves the blue of the sea, he couldn't deny that the red also had its wonders. After observing the beautiful colours before him, Kuroko dipped his brush into his red paint before he began drawing.

Kuroko drew, too focused on his work to notice a wave suddenly appear in the calm water. However, the wave wasn't a natural wave, but that caused by a large fish… or something else completely.

"Haha! Catch me if you can!"

"You little!"

"Haha!"

The teenagers that were on the beach began playing catch, laughing and running. One of the girls ran through the sand, her legs pushing the sand up to feel the small rocks pass through her thin toes, but as she ran, she couldn't help but hear a… song?

"Hey! Come here! Someone is singling!" She called out to her friends who came running to her right away.

"What is it?"

"Listen."

The group quietly listened in to the waves but then as they listened closely, they could faintly hear the singing in the distance.

"Such a beautiful voice."

The teens kept on listening, trying to focus so that they could hear the voice better, which they did. The sweet melodious voice gained in strength as it was getting louder and louder.

"Beautiful." One of the girls took a step towards the sea until she was in up to her waist. Confused, one of the boys ran up to her.

"Oi! What are you doing?"

The boy shook the girl but his eyes soon widened when he noticed the emptiness in his friend's eyes.

"Beautiful." She murmured, moving to look at the sea.

The boy shook the girl but without luck. Soon the song has gained in strength and with its raise in volume, the boy's eyes lost their light as well.

"Beautiful." The boy muttered as he turned to look at the sea as well. Their three remaining friends that stood at the beach soon began to make their way to the sea as well, not caring if their clothes got wet.

"Beautiful." They all muttered but not with as much power their voices held before. Now, their voices seemed… lost… almost doll like as all of the friends aimlessly stared into the sea, as if waiting for something to appear.

Another wave appeared amongst the calm waters, stirring up the calmness until suddenly a man emerged from the water. The man sang, chanting the five friends with his beautiful lullaby.

"Beautiful." The boys and girls muttered as the man swam closer to them. The mysterious man that appeared from within the sea had long crimson red hair that stretched far, although it was unknown how far due to the man's lower body being in water. Along with his hair, the beautiful man had a crimson red eye to match yet also had one beautiful golden eye as well.

The man wore nothing but corals as a necklace and shells on his head, serving as hair clips to keep his hair in place.

The man sang as the teens slowly went closer to him, not caring that they were now under the sea, up to their chests. The mysterious yet beautiful redhead smirked, placing his hands on one of the girls that swam to him, and in a split of a second, the song stopped as the redhead bit the girl's neck, her friends doing nothing to help her. They only watched with their empty eyes.

Meanwhile, Kuroko was focusing on his painting, oblivious to what was transpiring near him. He dipped his brush into the blue paint, painting on the slight blue that was left in the vast canvas of red.

Then he noticed it, a mistake. Instead of coloring the sky in a much darker shade of red, he had used a lighter red. However, he could easily correct the mistake by painting over it.

Kuroko placed his brush down, stretching his hands up before looking around. He was wondering if the group of friends was still on the beach and so he turned to see if they were there, only to see that they weren't. They must have gone home then?

But then Kuroko noticed a disturbance in the calm red waters. He looked as his eyes widened at the sight be saw in the distance. Four of the teens were floating in the water, face down in a way they couldn't breathe.

Kuroko panicked, quickly standing up before noticing that the fifth member of the group was still standing in the sea beside her friends. Where they playing a game? Kuroko watched, running towards them as fast as he could.

The bluenette stopped once he stood in front of the teens, not going into the water but standing on the beach. "A.. A…" He had tried to call out to them but with his rusty voice he never used, Kuroko knew he would have no luck calling out to them.

Then suddenly Kuroko was startled when the fifth member of the group fell down into the water, her face underneath, however, it was also then that Kuroko noticed something strange. A sixth person was there.

He looked at the beautiful man with red hair that was in the water beside the other teens. Judging by his beautiful clear white skin and body, Kuroko guessed that the redhead was the same age as them. The bluenette couldn't help but blush, his cheeks gaining red colour the more he stared at the beautiful redhead in the water.

Kuroko's eyes were glued on the teen as the other noticed Kuroko as well. The redhead's lips formed a smirk as they soon began to move.

Kuroko watched, trying to read the words but couldn't. He didn't know why but the words he read didn't make any sense. Kuroko didn't want to say that he was skilled, but he was pretty confident in his lip reading ability and that's why when he tried reading the man's lips, he was confused as to why he couldn't read what the man said at all.

Suddenly the redhead's lips ceased their movements as he stared at Kuroko with wide eyes. Did he do something? Kuroko wondered, noticing the redhead's smirk slowly disappear. Soon his lips began moving again but Kuroko failed to read what he was trying to say. Was he… singing?

Kuroko wondered, watching the redhead's lips move before stopping again. The beautiful teen stared at Kuroko with wide eyes, no, with shock and disbelief. However, Kuroko couldn't help but notice the beauty before him.

The beautiful red of the sunset had covered the entire beach in a crimson red color, a color that perfectly matched the beautiful man in the sea. Kuroko watched in wonder and amazement as the man glared at him.

"Kyaaaaaa!"

The redhead suddenly looked to the right, which made Kuroko follow his eyesight to see a housewife carrying her clothes in a basket up on the hill. The woman screamed in horror, noticing the five bodies of the teenagers floating in the sea.

However, when Kuroko returned his sight onto the sea, the beautiful redhead was already gone.

Author's notes

Hello :) I've been planning to write this story for a looong time and finally I pushed my lazy ass to write it :) I really hope you'll like the first chapter, mainly because I think I rushed a bit. It didn't turn out so well as I planned but... oh well... I still hope it's readable :(

Since the chapters won't be as long as of my other stories, i think I'll be able to update the next chapter soon. Although I can make no promises. Now excuse me while I hide in my corner *hides in corner* *fears the reviews* I think I'm cursed by the fairy of reviews... I don't get many :(

I really hope you'll like it :) Thank you SOOOOOO much for reading and please review :)

(And yh, the mermaids are kind of like vampires in this story XD Also this story will contain MPreg so if you don't like it, please be warned.)