A Tail of Two Brothers Chapter 1

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Hiro Takachiho was only four years but he already was able to comprehend his family situation. He knew he was an unloved child. A child who was brought into the world by mistake and forced a man and woman to be tied together. A man and a woman who held nothing but hate toward each other and Hiro was the constant reminder of that hate. The sad part about it was the fact that he knew he would never know the love of a family… and yet he found himself unable to hate his parents. Neither one of them, even with his prodigy brain he couldn't figure out why. Maybe it was only natural for a child to love their parents no matter what… at least that's what he thought.

His living environment was no better, his parents and him lived on the outskirts of a town that went unnoticed by the rest of the world. His house was in shambles on both the outside and inside. It was certainly no place to raise a child. It was all his parents could afford especially with their unhealthy habits and lifestyles. A father who didn't acknowledge his family and spent all of his time trying to get away from them. A mother who only cared about her looks and was busy trying to find something to fill the void in her life. And little Hiro… a child caught in the crossfire, found himself alone most nights. No one to tuck him in to bed at night, no one to make homemade meals for him, no one to coddle him when he was hurt, no one to chase away the monsters… no one to love him.

The worst part about this entire situation was that nobody even knew he existed… literally. He lived in isolation from the public eye; his birth was kept secret from the world. He had never been properly schooled and yet that didn't matter, ever since he would crawl he showed signs of his genius. Unfortunately there was no one there to appreciate or encourage him to embrace it. He learned on his own and rather quickly, that's the only way he was able to survive for this long.

Little Hiro sat in his room with his stuffed teddy bear named Bear Bear for company, he was drawing childish pictures. He heard the front door open but he didn't welcome the person for he already knew who it was. In walked his mother, she had just from one of her "dates" with a man who would leave within a matter of days. Hiro could tell she was milking this one for all he had before that happened since she was wearing a fancy red dress with designer heels and her makeup and hair were done in a way that made her look like a model. Once she caught sight of her son she rolled her eyes.

"Hiro you're supposed to do your chores before doing whatever you want," she stated. "The dishes haven't been washed."

"But there's only four dishes in the sink," he replied quietly.

It wasn't his intention to make her mad but unfortunately he did. Her eyes twitched and she walked up to Hiro. He knew what was coming and he couldn't do a thing to stop it. She raised her hand and it brought it down on his face. He landed hard on the floor; he brought up his little hand to caress the red spot on his cheek. It stung! This pain wasn't new to him but that didn't make it any easier to accept it. He turned his attention back to his mother.

"Don't you dare talk back to me you horrible child!" she screamed.

Suddenly she grabbed Hiro's teddy bear from the floor and held it up high. Hiro's eyes widen with fear and he ran to her. He was jumping in the air in order to get it back but he was too small. His big brown eyes were filled with tears.

"No! No! Please don't take Bear Bear away! He's my friend!" he pleaded.

"Do the dishes right now or you'll never see this stupid bear again!" she yelled.

The boy quickly nodded his head and ran into the kitchen. He turned on the sink and grabbed the worn out sponge they had. He began to wash the four dishes; his mother was behind him with the teddy bear in her clutches. Hiro felt sweat bead down his face and he didn't make eye contact with her for the fear of getting her mad again. He was done with the chore in a matter of minutes, once the water went down the drain and the dishes were back in their place he turned to his mother. She had an amused look on her face and her hands were on her hips.

"I did the dishes Mommy just like you said," Hiro stated. "Can I have Bear Bear back now?"

Without another word she threw the bear at him and turned around. She ran a hand through her black hair and regained her composure.

"Next time do your chores and it won't have to come to this," she said. "I'm going out; you just gave me a headache with this little stunt you pulled. Make yourself something to eat and your father won't be back until who knows when so keep an eye out for him."

"Yes Mommy," Hiro said as he cradled his teddy bear.

Just when she was about to walk out of the kitchen she turned around one last time to look at Hiro. He felt shivers run down his spine once he saw her icy stare directed at him.

"You really don't like me do you Hiro?" she asked nonchalantly. "That's fine I hate you anyway."

"No Mommy… I love you, you're my mommy."

"That's right I'm your mommy and I can do whatever I want with you and your life," she replied.
"It's not like anyone knows you exist! Nor would they care if you disappeared, I certainly wouldn't. Or your supposed father."

She gave out a chuckle and picked up her purse, she headed for the door while Hiro just stood at the same spot with his stuffed friend. The door slammed shut and Hiro slowly walked back to his room. He felt his cheek start to hurt again and he stroked it in order to relive the pain. Tears started to leak out of his eyes, his sniffles filled the air. He hugged his teddy bear tight and laid down on the mattress that served as his bed.

"Why Bear Bear? Why don't they love me?" he cried. "They hate me… but I can't hate them. Why?"

Hiro could feel his little heart break into a million pieces, he hated his life. He was unwanted and unloved. He didn't even know the reason why.

"I didn't ask to be born," Hiro sobbed. "I didn't ask for this."

Tears fell onto the stuffed bear and on the mattress, the endless rivers of tears. His head started to hurt but he didn't care, it helped divert his focus away from his aching cheek. He wiped away some of the tears and pulled his tattered blanket over him. He wasn't motivated to do anything anymore at the moment. All he wanted to do know was sleep… because he dreamed of a family that would never be his. He entered into his dream land and his soft breathing filled the air. His only comfort was the teddy bear he held tightly in his arms, Hiro literally cried himself to sleep once again. Crying seemed to be the only way he could fall asleep now these days.

What a tragic and sad life Hiro had, nothing but endless disappointments and terrible memories of a life he had no control over. However, what Hiro didn't know was his life was all about to change… beyond his house stood a young man with a loving and caring nature. He was waiting for night to fall since that was when everything would be set up. The plan would commence.

"Hiro Takachiho… I shall come for you soon. Very soon," the man said.

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