Hellow! Guys, how you've been doing. I made a glory return to present to you my new story. Did you ever thought what might happen 12 years later?. How our fav inazuma characters will turn out to be? I did, so i shared my fantasies and ideas about some possibly interesting plots...none of them are real of course... well i hope you enjoy chapter one about...the wonderful..and adorable...KIYAMA HIROTO 3

Twenty-six year old Hiroto Kiyama parked his brand new car infront of the small cozy building. He walked down the front-yard closing his eyes at the familiar sound produced while walking on the gravel. It was not his first visit since he left the orphanage but even so, he was overwhelmed by a strange emotion while walking through the door of the place where he grew up. Sun Garden Orphanage's wallpaint and windows had changed but it was still the laughters blooming in the corridors even after more than a decade.

The young man knew where he was going and did not wandered around even if he wanted to. He walked quickly to the current director's office who seemed to have been waiting for him.

" Hiroto-sama" she said raising from her chair wrinkles appearing at the corner of her eyes as she started smiling.

" How you've been doing?" he smiled gently back and sat down on the chair he had been using often since the last past weeks.

" Very good indeed, well, all the papers are done we just need your signature he said handing him the papers...adoption papers.

The redhead's eyes swing as he examined once again those crucial papers looking twice at each words. Though he did not regret his choice, it sure felt a little strange for a young bachelor to adopt but he shrugged those thoughts away and quickly scribbed his signature on the bottom of the page. The woman gestured him to follow her and so he did embracing slowly by slowly that he became a parent. It was indeed a very strange feeling.

They both stopped infront of the door and Kiyama felt a strange excitement rushing to his head like a child on christmas'eve. They both entered the small stuffed room where a young toddler was sitting crossed leg busy going through the pages of a picture book. He realised that he was being stared at only when his name was called twice. A composed Hiroto went to sit on the edge on his bed.

" Kazumi-kun, are you ready to go?" Hiroto asked the six year old gently patting his head. The little boy started quivering at the feeling of the grown-up's hand on his head so Hiroto felt compelled to remove it. Geez, had he adopted a six year old or a teenager? The ex-soccer player got up enthusiastically and went to pick up the small lugguage while the little boy snatched his back-pack.

" Take your time having a last look at your room. This is the last time here" he said to his non-biological son cheerfully.

" Its okay" he whispered before closing the door behind him. It was not Kazumi's first foster family, he was sure the rich man would return him to Sun Garden just like the others did. They were not satisfied with the little boy...No one had ever have. In Kazumi's eyes, he was just a mistake, an error. He was gently guided to the outside of the building not having a second look at the kids who stuck their noses on the window panes and then he stopped completely at the sight of the car. The glossy back paint reflected his stunned face. HIs new daddy was rich...but that did not mean he liked him.

" Pretty nice stuff right, its a Lamborguini Estoque, it has a turbo-diesel engine with only 5.2..." Hiroto stopped gloating about his car realising the kid was not understanding one single word he was blabbing. He marched up to the driver's seat. Pivoting, he was about to attach the young boy's belt but at his sight, he quickly fastened it himself.

Hiroto sighed and even the silence of the engine when he turned it on could not make a smile appear on his face. Kiyama started examining the reflection of the little Kazumi on the rearviewer while trying to concentrate on the road:not an easy task.

Kazumi's dark honey blonde bangs were much contrast to his pale complexion. His arms and legs were weak and brittle-like. He was so fragile and it seems that only a slow blow on the knee could make him fall but the most striking thing were his grey eyes. They did not belong to a six-year old, they were so wise and painful that Hiroto was almost relieved when he the little boy turned his head; he could not meet his gaze any longer. Their first meeting was brief and he was as distant as he was now. Hiroto did not think that they were gonna be friends on the first day but he atleast expected Kazumi to answer his questions.

" Kazumi-kun, were you listening to me?"

Still no response.

Things were definitely going to be hard and complicated between Hiroto and his new little brother. Yes, brother...Son seemed so wrong in his mind. As twisted as it might sound, Kiyama did not adopt as a sign of redemtion or for only showing his great generosity. Deespite anything people could say, Kiyama knew he had adopted the dark-blonde haired boy for his own peae of soul. He wanted to provide him with everything young Kiyama had missed.

Fragile and sad looking Kazumi bear so much ressemblence to him twenty years ago, when the only part of the world he saw was the hall of the small cozy building...

I've never been so attached to a character as much as i am right now to Kazumi...dunoo why... Please share your thoughts, ideas, on this chapter by clicking the lonely button below. Ofcourse no flames...i feel already much depress so no need to throw salt on the wound xD...Beware for the next chapter...its gonna be gouenji x natsumi...I HATE THAT SHIP...but thats possibly gonna happen later ...soo...gonna write about it... special thanks to my dear friends Hershey's.8 and RaiEclipse10 for their support and ideas!