The air was crisp with the start of autumn. School would be starting again soon. The matsuno brothers would be going into to sixth grade. Leaves littered the ground. A small boy sat on a pile of leaves in the back of an alleyway. His dark gaze was fixed on a cat nursing its kittens.
Ichimatsu watched the mother intently. About a week ago he had been taking a walk when he heard her meowing loudly. She had been giving birth. Ever since then Ichimatsu had come to check on them everyday. There were four kittens. The biggest was a gray male. He had the same fur as his mother only darker. Then there was a speckled gray and orange female. And a white male. The smallest had orange-yellow fur.
Ichimatsu was worried about this one. The small male seemed to have something wrong with his eyes. He would constantly stumble around, running into things. Ichimatsu's thoughts were inturupted by his own mother's call.
"Ichimatsu,dear. It's dinner time."
Reluctantly, Ichimatsu stood up and walked away, taking one last glimpse of the group of kittens. He ran down the street a little to his house. His older rbothers, Osomatsu and Karamatsu were on the steps. Osomatsu smiled as his brother approached. "You're still spying on those cats? Come on, she had her babies like, almost two weeks ago. I think they can take care of themselves."
Ichimatsu ignored him and sat on the steps. Karamatsu chuckled. "You're going to make a great biologist one day." He said encouragingly. Ichimatsu beamed brightly.
Ever since he was little, Ichimatsu had wanted to be a biologist. He loved animals and all life on Earth. The young boy found it fascinating. Ichimatsu saw the cats as a wonderful opportunity to practice his studies. After all, it was best to start early so he'd have experience later right?
The three bothers conversation was cut short by a voice from the doorway. "I love it when you boys get along." Matsuyo, their mother, cooed. "I have to say, giving birth to you brother was the happiest and most painful moment of my life." Her eyes became lost in memories before being smacked away as a frying pan flew into the back of her head. "Ow!" She whirled around and stomped back inside. "JYushimatsu! Choromatsu! Stop this! Those aren't toys."
Osomatsu stood up and followed Matsuyo inside. "Hey! Stop having fun with out me!"
Karamatsu and Ichimatsu exchange a glance before hurrying after the eldest brother.
The door shut. Although laughter could still be heard from inside. Along with the furious roar of a mother and father trying to calm their preteen sons.
This is the third story in a series I'm doing. If you haven't already, please make sure to check out my other stories "Misunderstood Isolation" and "Pretty In Pink." All of these stories are doing to tie together later. Just wait.
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