My third fanfic... Based a little on kokoro x kiseki... Len x Rin. Enjoy...

Len P.O.V

"Papa, mama, don't leave me!" I sobbed. I kicked, I screamed, but to no avail.

"Come boy, don't cry, we are not leaving forever," mama patted my head and left, arm in arm with papa. I decided to believe her and wiped my tears dry. I was then left alone, for around 15 minutes.

Knock...

I paused. Tears once again rolled down my cheeks. My body started shaking.

Knock... Knock...

My heart was palpitating wildly, tears formed a steady stream down my cheeks. A lump formed in my throat as every knock echoed through the large mansion. I inched my way towards the front door and waited for the fourth one. But there wasn't.

"Len, are you in? Are you alright?" I heaved a sigh of relief. It was uncle Gakupo. I opened the door. Uncle Gakupo immediately swooped me into his arms and kissed me on the cheeks. I always loved uncle Gakupo. He was the best. He never avoided me, unlike the others. He never had any children, he said that his heart only had space for me and aunt Luka.

"Len, we are now your papa and mama, remember, we love you as much as Meiko and Kaito," aunt Luka smiled and said. She was kind, but I don't really like the colour of her nails. It was scary. Then, uncle Gakupo put me down on the floor and pulled a luggage in.

"Yay, so from now on, papa Gakupo is going to live with Len!" With that, Gakupo climbed up the stairs and set his luggage in the spare room. Aunt Luka also walked into the house, pulling with her a luggage, the colour of her hair. I remained silent. I replayed the scene fifteen minutes ago repeatedly. Why did they leave me? Where did they go? I followed aunt Luka up the third floor. Like uncle Gakupo, she stepped into the room and closed the door in my face. I stood, stunned outside the room. Papa and mama never did this to me, they always left the door of their room open...

"Are you sure you are going to tell him?" Aunt Luka asked. Were they talking about me? I pressed my ear against the door, itching to hear more.

"We can't hide it for long. Meiko and Kaito are not coming back anymore. Moreover, we had already signed the adoption papers, there is no turning back..." Uncle Gakupo had a somewhat resigned tone.

"But... He is only a child. Do you think a young boy of six years old would be able to take the reality?" Aunt Luka was talking about me. I'm sure of it. Why? Why were my parents abandoning me? I couldn't comprehend what was happening around me.

Just then, the door flew open, and I fell onto the carpet. I cried out in pain. Aunt Luka shrieked in surprise. Uncle Gakupo immediately rushed towards me and took my head into his arms, carefully inspecting it for any injuries. I shook my head away, leaving uncle Gakupo stunned, staring at me. I refused to look at him. I wanted to know what he and aunt Luka were hiding from me. What about my parents not coming back? What about me not being able to accept the reality? Mama said she was coming back, why did uncle Gakupo say she wasn't? As I tried to comprehend whatever that was being thrown at me, uncle Gakupo shook his head and went down the stairs.

Aunt Luka moved towards the bed and sat down. She looked at me with empathetic eyes, patted the bed and said, "Come Len, sit here." Smiling, she moved aside and made space for me. I gingerly walked over and sat beside her. She took a little doll from her pink luggage and showed it to me. I looked at it. It looked like me, blonde hair, sky blue eyes... She was smiling. That smile was so innocent, ever so beautiful.

I believe that I looked enticed by it, as aunt Luka trust the doll onto my lap. "For you. When I was young, this doll never fails to cheer me up." She had an assuring smile, looking just like the doll. I decided to name the doll Rin.

The days, the months, the years that passed after that, I brought Rin wherever I went, to school, to the park, although people laughed and taunted at me. I would always look at Rin, tell her how I felt. She would never judge me, she would only smile at me, assuring me that I was always right.

Then came one night. I was hugging her in bed, crying about what happened earlier that day. It was stormy outside, thunder crashed and lightning flashed. I was scared. I didn't like the rain. It made me scared, made me worried, made me feel lonely. I had no siblings, Uncle Gakupo and aunt Luka were never at home. The large amount of toys were never able to make up for the lack of human touch I had.

Suddenly, a loud crash was heard. Electricity seemed to course through my veins. I blacked out, unable to feel, hear, or even see anything.