Hey what's up? I just wrote this on mad impulse so if it's bad feel free to tell me!

This is kinda of a flash back thing but they will eventually be in high school.

I got this idea from reading a fanfic called 'The London Bridge Is Falling Down'

So lets get on with the SDK fanfic already!

Hope you like it!

Yuya has lived a good life you could say, other then her older brother taking her in after her mother putting a bullet in her head leaving a seven year old Yuya to find her mom in that blood splattered room, and her alcohol addicted father not being saw fit to be a parent. After one long year of adoption papers getting signed, tears, and moving boxes, Yuya was now living in a different Shinna house hold and was also eight years of age.

She was a carefree child and every one loved her. Light golden pig tails, big innocent bright green eye's that seemed to forever beam with a never ending string of courage, happiness, strength, and most of all warmth. Every one leaned on her even has a child.

That's why Kyo wanted to destroy her, to break her, to make that never ending pile of weight that every one seemed to so carelessly pile on her fragile shoulders fall. To crash on her.

Some times when Yuya was older she wondered if maybe Kyo was the only one who saw that she was fragile? afraid? haunted? breakable?

He lived next to her brother. She first met his younger sibling Kyoshiro out side of her house. He had come over to ask her to play but ended up being to scared to walk to the door.

He was kind, gentle, friendly, shy, warm...Every thing his brother Kyo wasn't.

But the one thing they both shared was empty eye's

Kyoshiro always had empty eye's, his smile never quite reached his face, laughs never made him seem brighter like they did every one else. Empty eye's…Just like his brother, but Kyo's eye's were so much stronger, in Kyoshiro's eye's you could always see conflicted emoticons going on in his mind…always fighting like good and evil, light and dark, inuyasha and naraku…

Kyo was blunt, cruel, hostile, never afraid, cold. So very cold.

She remembers meeting him quite well…

She was in school smiling with her teacher has she helped pick up the toys that the kids. who until just few second's ago filled the room with there sticky hands and dirty faces.

Yuya was always able to read people, it must have come from the time she spent with her mother.

But when she looked across the room and saw a set of eyes watching her.

She froze.

'No emoticon' it popped in her head and she was right. There was nothing there. The impenetrable mask that the owner of these eyes had up was so remarkable it sent a chill down the young blonds spine.

They were Red not the dark brown kinda red…They were really, Really red, like the middle of a raging fire that was ready to burn any one brave enough to come only a few steps closer kind of red. Demon eye's, yup that's what they were, like the eye's of the scary monsters in those movies her brother never let her watch.

They were terrifyingly beautiful crimson demon eye's.

She knew she was done for. It wasn't simple, it felt like fear. Fear was an emoticon Yuya knew all to well, but it wasn't fear that was coursing through her. Fear was how she felt when her dad hit her mom or when her mom stared at her with those tired eye's while her hands were raised only seconds before they made contact with her fragile skin.

It felt warm, like warmth was spreading though her entire body. Not the kind of warmth that you feel when you drink a hot cup of you're favorite coco on a cold day, it was the kind that feel like its spreading, boiling, from the from the pit of you're tummy to the tips of your fingers, to the top of your head.

She suddenly felt clumsy, suddenly aware of every little wrinkle on her favorite hoodie that had bunny ears attached on the top of the hood. She felt her legs get a little weaker and hands clutch that toy robot a little tighter, lucky for her this bizarre feeling pasted has soon as she forced her self to turn her eye's away from his. As soon as it was gone she found her self missing it terribly.

Slowly she turned back to the boy with the demon eye's the feeling was gone, as if it was never there at all. She quickly looked away.

When Yuya was older that sudden feeling was aged and but not forgotten. It was still lingering in the back of her head waiting to come back full force when that right time came.

When she looked around and saw no teacher and a cleaned play room she started to wonder how long she stood there staring at the demonic boy. She walked over to the play chest and gently put the toy robot away taking extra care not to look in the direction of the boy whom still had his ruby eyes on her following her every movement. She flushed and quietly walked out of the room.

She quickly walked out of her school. She tugged her hood on hoping for some blockage from the suns harsh gaze, still run/walking she was passing some friendly faces, they waved at her and which she kindly returned with a smile. It was not to soon when she got out side of her school, she almost ran to the gate but was stopped by a shout from her good friend Sakuya. She skidded to a stop. She sucked in a big gulp of air and put on her best cover up smile.

She almost shouted a hello in her friends face.

After talking with her bestie about Sakuya's up coming birth-day party, She felt better her heart had almost returned to its normal rate and her head had stopped spinning. But when she felt a sharp tug on one of her hood's bunny ears she squeaked and slapped her hands on her head, she turned and that's when green met with red. Is the background she distantly heard Kyoshiro yelling Sakuyas name along with a hello, he sounded flushed and slightly embarrassed.

But she didn't think on that to much, all she could see was those eye's again…the Demon eye's.

He opened his mouth to speak…And out came…

"So you're the ugly dog-face who was staring at me"

Yuya's face flushed, fists clenched, teeth gritted and eye's flared.

Ohhh she already hated this guy…

"..."

"Well at least I am not a crow headed meanie face!"

Done with the first chappy…

And yes I stole 'crow head' from 'ThePainterAndTheKey' teehee…

Hope you liked it!

I only own the plot line. The characters and story belong to they're rightful owner.