Adoption
"Mike? Mike Stanley?" Randy asked the poor boy who's a bit older than Akai. He looked pale and sorrow. His skin is filled with scars and scratches.
"What happen to you?" Nomi asked as Randy wrapped Mike Stanley up.
"I was at home, got abused by my parents, they died and I got lost." He said plainly. Randy felt awful.
"Hey don't worry. I'm sure it'll be okay." He said and finished the bandages. Mike smiled.
"Thanks, mister..."
"Randy. The name's Randy. Remember?" Randy asked. Mike chuckled.
"A bit. So you and Nomi tied the knot, huh?" He asked. Randy smiled as he served him some food and hot chocolate.
"Yup. We got Akai as well. Wanna see him?" Nomi asked. Mike nod and saw the child. He's younger than Mike by a few years old.
"He's such a cutie." Mike said and squished the child's cheek.
"Brother?" Akai asked. Randy and Nomi were surprised.
"Um I am not your brother, kid..." Mike said. Akai look down.
"Brother..." He said. Mike chuckled.
"Alright. I'll be your brother." He said. Randy smiled.
"Alright, Mike Norisu. Maybe you want to change your name into something else?" Nomi asked Mike as Randy wash the dishes and came back with dessert for Akai to eat.
"I would love to. But, I don't know any suitable name." Mike said. Akai ate a cookie and giggled.
"Gray!" He said and pointed at his gray bunny doll. Mike chuckled but then thought.
"Hmm, Gray is a good name for me. I dunno." Randy thought a bit then smiled.
"I know! How about Kuro? Kuro Norisu?" He suggested. Nomi thought a bit and chuckled.
"You seriously name your kids with color?" He said. Randy huffed.
"Don't care. What do you think?" Randy asked Mike. He smiled and nod.
"Kuro... I like that. My name is now Kuro Norisu!" He said and lifted his new little brother. Randy and Nomi let out a sigh. Now Akai has a brother. No need to worry about that now.
"Welcome to the family, Kuro." They both said. Kuro smiled.
"Thank you, mom and dad." Akai smiled and hugged his new brother. The brother he had always dream to have.
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