yup. one of those 'died now in KHR world' things. but honestly i love reading those. i love Oc's because they make things interesting~! so if you know any good ones can you point me towards it?

and I've noticed that there isn't enough OcxTsuna fanfiction...or at-least i haven't found any. theres a lot of OcxHibari...we also need some byakuranxOc.

now im ranting!

ANYWAY! i want to thank you for actually looking at this. It's my second KHR fanfic, i haven't finished the other but i couldn't resist making this. WRITING- ugh! uh!-TYPING WITH MY DYING WILL TO THE EXTREME!

Disclaimer~! i don't own KHR, only my Oc.

Prologue: New name, new life.

Dying. Not as painful as I thought. But then again I didn't get hit by a car, or shot, stabbed, poisoned, etc.

I am in the hospital, in a coma to be exact, having an outer body experience. It's been like this for a while. Three months I've been watching my body start to give up on living, shaggy light blond hair that reached my chin, if my eyes were open you would see forest green eyes. A straight nose with light freckles going across my nose. Slightly tanned skin that has paled since I've entered the coma. I was born with a condition that destroys my body over time. Each attack would happen randomly, cough out buckets of blood while enduring searing pain. Wonderful, dying at the age of nineteen, just out of high school.

Oh, right I never gave you my name. I'm Garrett, Garrett Valentine. If the name didn't give you any hints, I'm male. So, not much to do when your technically a spirit. I usually pass the time by following the various tubes and wires sticking out of my body to see what they connect to. But that was finished my second day. I tried to get the manga that I brought the day I checked in, they were Katekyo hitman reborn!, -man, Shingeki no kyojin, Hellsing, Pandora Hearts, all that good stuff. I forgot that since im not physically there, that I cannot grab anything to fucking read. That pretty much just made me sit and wait to see if I get any visits.

The only visits I get are from the nurses that check up on me. It's not like I don't have parents, because I do, their just those types that if you're not the child that they've always wished for then they wont pay any attention towards you. They couldn't get rid of their un-healthy child because so many people have already heard about me. I was suppose to be the heir to an important multimillion dollar company, but I wasn't interested in any of that crap. So my parents resorted to making another child, a healthier one who was pampered spoiled, told that he was better then everyone else and he would be an important man in the future. The only time they visit is to show my little brother what a 'Failure' looks like, so he wouldn't end up like me. A failure. What asshole parents. I don't have friends, because I never bothered to try and make any, but mostly because I hate people. Well, human beings anyway. Their stupid, arrogant, spoiled, deceptive and will back stab you at any given moment.

Ah, I seem to be getting off topic here.

Back to the whole dieing part. It's not very painful if I'm not in the body thats dieing. And I'm glad I'm not in the body, those tubes look uncomfortable. Currently my parents were here with my snot nosed brother, reminding him that he could end up like me if he didn't listen to their orders.

"Remember David, the reason your brother is like this is because he-" my mother pointed at me, "-failed to listen to us. And wasted his life away." no, it's because of genetics you Ass.

"Yes mother."

"You will be a great person one day David." my father said as he checked his watch. Hes going to be a horrible person you piece of shit father.

"Yes Father."

"Remember, you'll have nothing if you don't heed us."

Then they went on and on about all my failures that he shouldn't repeat. I was a disappointment because I was an outaku, and most of that may also be because I was gay. Because I didn't like girls, so I couldn't have a child that will take over after me. Not that I was going to take over anyways, I was going to be an Anthropologist and travel the world after I got my degree. Head over to japan and go to Ikebukero, then to rome, and all over the east. Too bad thats not going to happen. I watched as my parents left my little brother in the room when the doctor came to talk to them. Said little brother was coloring my fucking manga! AUGH!

"Take your grubby little hands off of my things!" I snarled as I tried to grab them away. But sadly I can't be one of those poltergeists that can grab things. Sighing I decided to sit at the end of my bed as I watched david ruin Captain Levi's face with marker. "You really are going to become a horrible person." I mumbled. He got bored after the fifth book, so now he was fiddling with the things that kept me alive. "I knew I was going to die because of you." he has been trying to kill me for a while, he shoved me down the stairs once, tried to drown me once as well. Didn't work because he tried to drown me in a kiddy pool. Idiot didn't realize that I was taller then him. Now he was standing next to me, tugging on my wires.

"Mother and Father said that you're a disappointment to the family." he said while wandering over to where all the machines were plugged into. "And father always told me to get rid of anyone who wouldn't benefit the company," he got out scissors from his pocket as I scowled at him. "so if I get rid of you then they'd be proud that a disappointment was out of their lives~" then he fucking cut the cords. Making the tube stop pumping oxygen into my system, along with the food and the monitors to show how my heart was doing. He then skipped out of the room, very happy that he had just fucking killed his brother. Already I can see blood coming out from the corner of my mouth through the tube shoved down my throat. Body can really choose a great time to start failing again.

"Oh, here comes the doctors." I mused while watching as they came in with some things, "It's too late to save me anyway, I'm already fading." and things were turning black, like tunnel vision, everything was like a picture that was rapidly getting further.

Now, I was left in a black abyss. I sighed in content, I always loved the darkness, the fact that nothing was there and it was an endless void. Just like the night sky. Maybe I ended up in Purgatory or something. Yawning I closed my eyes, funny, I didn't think spirits got tired. Obviously I was wrong.

I woke up some time later still surrounded by black and some type mushy thing. It was cramped and my body felt, weird. I didn't get to fully investigate because I was suddenly moving towards a really bright light. I thought I heard screaming but I couldn't tell, my hearing seemed to be bad. Finally I made it out of where ever I was, and into a very cold environment. Blinking a few times I opened my eyes to see a VERY big man in scrubs, and a surgery mask holding me. Oh, I guess they did manage to save me. But why is he holding me, and why in the world is he so gigantic. In fact everything was surprisingly big. Did I fucking shrink? And why can't I move my body?! He said something before handing me off to a nurse who then took me over to a table and started to clean me. She made cooing noises for some odd reason. Stop talking to me like im some type of- I stopped thinking when she lifted up my arm to clean under it.

Chubby. My arm was small and chubby. It was the arm of a baby. I couldn't process it until the lady was done cleaning me and wrapped me in a light blue blanket. I was...reincarnated. Why was I...? It's not like I'm not grateful or anything its just...why me? Surely there was someone else out there who deserved it more then me. Maybe I was just lucky? And there is no reason that I was, maybe everyone gets reincarnated after they die. The woman holding me then walked towards someone, then handed me off to someone. But if im a baby...then the place that was dark was... oh now thats just-no. No! Augh! I know its natural and everything but just-NO. No wonder babys don't remember the day they were born. I'll just not think on it, yeah thats a good idea. Delete that from memory. I decided to look up to whoever was holding me, if memory serves correct then it should be my 'mother'.

It was, and she seemed so tired and frail from giving me life. Bright blue kind almond shaped eyes, a heart shaped face, small nose, thin pink lips, sandy blond wavy hair that was cut in a pixie style, her ears seemed pointed at the tip, and she had creamy skin. She was smiling and cooing down at me with tears in her eyes, they were of joy I think. My hearing started to clear up so I can now hear her voice, it was soft.

"Kon'nichiwa, welcome to the world my dear boy." she whispered while stroking my cheek with one of her finger's. Oh, Japanese...thank god I decided to take that class in high school just so I wouldn't look like an idiot when I went to japan. "Oh, arigatai. Arigato for being born safely." she whispered with a sob, as tears went down her cheek.

I was shocked, seeing as I was never treated with such love. I always assumed that most mothers was like my own, she had only showed me a bit of kindness in front of others to keep her image up. It was always so empty when she did. I lifted my arm up, with so much difficulty- god it was heavy- and curled my hand around her finger. She seemed to want to cry more as she let out a small laugh and kissed my head.

"Mam? Do you have a name for him?" the one who cleaned me asked my mother, holding a clip board. Mom, looked up at her before looking back at me in thought. He nodded while sniffling and looked back up at the woman.

"Len." she looked back down at me lovingly, "Yukimura, Len." the woman wrote it down as I yawned again. Len huh? A Chinese name, so one of my parents must be chinese. Probably dad, I wonder where he is? another pair of arms took me from mom. I closed my eyes with another yawn and drifted off to sleep. There wasn't much to remember, I would only be awake for a few moments to get something to eat then drift back to sleep, but it seemed that my condition from my last life came with me. Not as strong but it may cause problems in the future. After the doctors took the test and next I saw mom she seemed so heart broken and kept promising that nothing will ever happen to me. After a few days mom was discharged from the hospital with me, I got a second chance at life with a mother who actually loves her child despite my condition. She kept cooing and looking at me with a smile before looking in her rear-view mirror as if seeing if something was following us. I would catch glances of the top of the buildings we past, nothing recognizable. I was curious as to where I was now, by the sound of it I was in japan.

We arrived at the house a bit later, she carried me to my room after listening for something in the house. What is she looking for? I thought as I cooed up at her, she would wipe that serious look from her face into a smiling soft one at me. Then we went upstairs to what I think is my room, she opened the door and showed me it. The walls were painted red and gold, decorated in a mixture of traditional chinese and modern things. Lanterns hanging from the ceiling along with the regular light, scrolls of things hung around the walls that probably said something. I couldn't really see it.

"Welcome home Len." mama whispered above me while putting me in a deep red crib with designs of dragons in gold around it. I giggled up at her which made her smile before she reached down and put a stuffed fox next to me then tucked me in. kissing me head, reaching up and winding up the thing that was hanging over my crib. Music started to play as the figures rotated, they were martial art stances, pandas, lotus flowers and a dragon in the middle. "Go to sleep my sweet, sweet, Len. And don't you worry, momma is going to protect you." she whispered while stroking my head. "I'll make sure that you don't get involved, that you live a normal life. I know it's what your father would have wanted." I didn't hear the rest as I gave into my drowsiness. Which sucked since I wanted to know what she was talking about.

yes i know its short but hey, just a prologue.