It was a night filled with blood, anger, and hatred. In Ikebukuro, in an apartment building by West Gate Park, a man was killing his wife. He was enraged. A certain Info Broker had given him pictures that prove that his wife was having an affair. The Info Broker just gave him a reason why his kids don't look like him.

The man was to enraged to think about what if's, to think that it wasn't his wife that was kissing and having sex with another man in the pictures. He knew the children he had raised were not his own, and that the women he had married didn't love him a much as he loved her. He hated her. He hated the real father of his children. And he hated himself for doing what he was doing.

Oddly enough, he didn't hate the kids he raised. He didn't hate Shiro, Tamaki, or Takashi. He still loved his kids. Once the mad was finish smashing the scull of his Wife with a baseball bat, he opened the door to the small garage and entered the car. He then left his home/shop and sped off to the address of his Wife's lover, leaving his children to find the body of their dead mother. And the note the father had left.

Meanwhile, all three of the boys were at a sleepover with Shiro's best friend, Masaomi. Masaomi was currently bragging about how many phone numbers he got from girls in just one week, changing the number every time he spoke. Shiro on the other hand was looking out of the window, he knew something was wrong. Soon his blonde haired friend noticed this, he could tell his companion was troubled by the way his tail was poofed up and lashing around.

"Shiro? What's wrong buddy?" Masaomi asked, pausing his conversation with the Twins.

"N-Nothing, it's just..." The boy paused, trying to find words to explain the cause for his problems. "Something seems... off..." The boy continued to look out the window, until his eyes fell on his house, which was now swarming with cop cars. His tail frilled up in alarm.

"Tamaki! Takashi! L-Look!" He called out to his brothers. Said brothers jumped up and ran over to see what caused his alarm. Then they saw why. Body bags were being dragged out of their house/shop. With tears streaming down his face, the smaller teen ran out of the door, followed by his friends and brothers.

It took less then five minutes to run from Masaomi's apartment building to The Paws And Claws Diner, Shiro's and the twin's house/shop. When they entered the crime scene, the police tried to stop him. The group od distraught siblings pushed passed them, saying that they lived here. When they entered the home, they had wished they hadn't. Blood and brain matter was all over the floor and the walls. Shiro vomited at the sight. His older brothers were not far from doing the same.

"Boy's, um, your father left this note for you..." The officer said awkwardly to the sobbing teens. Shiro nodded, taking the note. He gasped at the sight of it. The note was on normal notebook paper, and written in black ink. The thing that made them gasp was how bloody it was. The boys could hardly make it out. Shiro took a deep breath, whipped his tears, and read in a shaky voice;

"Dear Shiro, Tamaki, and Takashi,

I am afraid you are not my children. I was given proof that your mother had an affair to conceive you three. I was so enraged that I killed her. I am now going to kill your real father. I know that I will hate myself for it enough to kill my self, and that is what I will do. I am leaving you the Shop, the House and all of my money. I do not and will not regret what I am doing. I still love you three. Stay good.

~Dad"

Shiro broke down sobbing again when finished. His brothers were not better off. All three were crying buckets while the police held back Masaomi and news reporters. Suddenly, Shiro stopped crying. He just stared blankly at the floor, remaining tears streaming down his face. He want over all the memory's in his life. His first birthday, his first day of school, His first bully, his second bullies, third ones, forth, fifth, sixth, seventh, with each memory his mind started to break. Every memory was now of the hardship he faced.

The bullies. The punches. The kicks. Everything seemed real again. Like he was reliving each painful moment. Each moment humans hurt him. Every. Single. one. Everyday, he would come home and lie to his brothers about what real school was like. He would tell them it was great. That he had tons of friends. He would lie about the bruises he got, telling them they were from soccer or football. Every dreaded memory in his head gathered up, pushing against his sanity. The evil memory's of humans pushed, beat and battered the sanity until it was cracked. The kind of crack that wasn't too bad, but if you messed with it, it would start to grow wider. Then, the memory's stopped, like they had no more interest in beating up the Shiro's sanity. The was brought back to reality by arms hugging him.

Two sets of warm, caring arms cuddled him. One smelled like a Inu, the other like an Usagi. Each was comforting to say the least. And he decided he was tiered. So, the White haired Neko fell asleep I his brothers arms.

~*~*~

Shiro woke up the smell of fish. He was in his room. The room had black walls with red x's and white cat heads all over it. The sheets on his bed were black with red x's too, while the pillows were red with black x's. White cat plushies littered all corners of the queen sized bed. He yawned and got up, raising a brow to the fact he still had his normal hoodie and jeans on.

"What happened-" Then it all came back. The sleepover, the running, the murder, the blood, the crying. The loss of a bit of his sanity. He fell to his knees, a blank and cold look on his face. He stared at the wall for a bit, ignoring the passage of time. After what felt like minutes he stood up and walked down the stairs. His white tail swished lazily behind him and he ignored most of his surroundings. When he got downstairs he put on his apron. It was white with a pink cat head on the front. He walked intp the kitchien, only to see his two brothers working. Tamaki was cooking fish while Takashi was whipping the counters to the bar.

"I'm going to school." Shiro informed his brothers coldly. The twins nodded sadly and watched as their little brother walked out of the door. All three brothers knew what was going to happen in their lives now.

Shiro would go to school while Tamaki and Takashi would run the Diner. All three brothers also knew that Shiro was changing.

And it wasn't for the better.

(I'm sorry it is depressing! But that's how this will go! Love it, Live it, Vote it! Also don't hate me for Insanity Wolf! Love yall'!)