Feeling sorry for herself wasn't something Nagi often did. Her life would certainly merit a bit of whining here and there, though. The bad always overshadowed everything that was worth remembering.
When the pair goes to the mall together, the brunt of carrying the shopping bags (which grew in weight exponentially after each store they leave) belongs to the younger of the two. Not as though she minds, it's not so bad. As long as her mother appreciates it (which Nagi would find in time, she didn't) she continues to hang the bags on her shoulder and not make a peep about the ache in her feet or back.
A bite of her tongue and Nagi keeps her complaints back. Even when her mother adds another purse of two to her superfluous collection, and firmly informs her daughter that she doesn't deserve a new sketchbook, she takes it all in stride.
It doesn't matter, I'll save up, Nagi reasons. She always makes an excuse to not push her mother to buy something for her. Their family is definitely well off enough to buy a couple of things to draw with, it wouldn't be unfair. Oh well, she sighs and breathes when they walk out of the mall and decides not to ponder on it.
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Even if there was bad times with her mom, a daughter will always remember the good. Mainly because, in the few seconds she was wrapped in her mother's arms that one day, Nagi decided that it was a nice way to be with somebody. She figured it was better to be like this than to wait for the next chiding. Nagi decided she likes the warmth and she loves to feel loved this much. It's a shame these kinds of moments were few and far between.
A/N: The ending is kind of out of place, but it was too short for another drabble and I desperately wanted to make something out of it! Reviews would be appreciated.
Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn belongs to Akira Amano. Not me. Nopey nope.