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"Papa, where is my mama?"
It was the first time his son had asked this question. He knew someday it would show up, but he never imagined it would be so soon.
"Come here."He said, placing the little boy on his lap. "Why is that you want to know?"
"It's just... all the other children have a mama and I don't." The boy said.
"Well, your mommy is in a far far away place, but she really loves you, and will always be with you. See, as an example, your middle name was your mother's." He said, touching his son's nose tip.
"Now, what is this in your knee?"
"Humm, it's nothing..."
"Doesn't look like nothing for me."
"Alright." The eight year old boy answered. "Some boys pulled me and I fell to the ground, and then I hurt my knee...They say I deserve it...because I am half Russian."
"I see..."Sadness filled the boy's father's eyes. "Listen; promise me you won't feel sad about it. Not all the Russians are mean. Your mother wasn't."
The child smiled.
"Papa, are you doing that manoeuvre only for the Kaleido Stage?"
"To tell you the truth, I just wanted to attempt to that manoeuvre. That's all. When I've done it right, please give me a big hand."
"Okay."
"Aaron, it's time." Said one man of the staff.
"I'll be there in a moment." He looked at his son. "After here, what about having an ice cream?"
"Great idea Papa!"
"Father, don't go!"Yelled now a full grown up man.
It was only a dream, thought him. Yes, his father's death memories still haunted him, after all one was all the other had. After he died, Yuri Killian lived with his grandparents in Paris for some time, before coming back to the Kaleido Stage once more. He got up, trying not to wake up his sleeping wife, and went outside the house's balcony.
His childhood hadn't been easy. A half Russian living in America during the last years of the Cold War suffered a lot of prejudice from the other children, and even from adults. He couldn't recall how many times he was teased by other children at school and the teachers did nothing about it.
There he stayed, until suddenly felt something being thrown on his bare back:
"You know, it's not because we are in spring that it's hot enough to be bare chest in the middle of the night." The young woman said in a sleepy voice, while covered him with a quilt.
"Did I wake you up?"
"Not exactly, actually, to be more specific, I was kicked out of bed." She giggled. "I never thought I would say this someday."
She really had changed after all.
"I see... hey you, little one, stop kicking your mother, will you?" He said, caressing her belly.
"Thanks for trying, but I am afraid this time was even stronger." She yawned. "Nightmare?"
"Kind of. Go back to bed...I'll be just after you."
"Guess I should. Good night Yuri."
"Night Layla." He said kissing her forehead.
Meanwhile, at the Kaleido Stage...
"Called us boss?" Sora, Mia, Anna, May, Leon, Rosetta and Marion came into the office.
"Yes. We've received an invitation to perform for a month in Moscow with a very famous Russian circus team: The Carnation Troupe and I were planning to send you there as soon as
possible, but we would need a translator, which I have tried to find everywhere, and unfortunately, I didn't."
"I know!!!! Yuri-san could help us!" Marion answered.
"We would have to make a stop in France for that." Mia remembered.
Kalos had sent Yuri to France for one year to research new routines after the last Christmas.
"Yes! Let's visit Paris and drag Yuri with us to Russia!" Said May.
"And we will also meet Layla there, no? Didn't Cathy send her there to research new choreographies?" Added Leon.
"Well, I guess then his reports can wait for a while." Kalos agreed. "Okay guys. I'll call him later."
"No boss. Let's surprise them!!"
"Alright then. I'll provide the airplane tickets."
