Syaoran falls in love with a young, beautiful mother and he's determined to marry her. Only problem: Her most 'beloved, sweetest, and adorable son'.
Love sure is tricky.
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"Where's daddy?"
"He's gone…"
"But when's he coming back?"
She bent down on her knees so her eyes were parallel to mine. I had never seen her so sad, her eyes were puffy, red, and brimming with tears. I never forgot her face… and I never forgot her eyes, but those words were the ones that stuck to me forever.
"He's not coming back honey… he's left us forever…"
I would never, ever, forgive him, my father. And I would never, ever let my mother be hurt so badly again…
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"Osaka is too far mommy!"
"It's closer than you think."
"I don't wanna go!"
"We're not leaving Japan or anything…"
"But all my friends…"
"You'll make new friends."
"I DON'T WANNA MAKE NEW FRIENDS! I DON'T WANNA GO TO STUPID OSAGA!"
"It's Osaka, dear."
"I DON'T CARE!"
"Mommy will just have to go alone then…"
The little boy stopped wailing, he stared up at his mother with wide eyes. "No… I'm sorry momma." He hugged her legs tightly, "I want to go with you…"
The mother smiled sadly and leaned down to give the boy a kiss on the cheek, a pat… and then a deep hug, "Thank you."
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"I can't believe I'm leaving Tokyo! This place is the city, why am I going off to a stupid place like Osaka?" The young man asked his reflection in the glass. He stared through his reflection and into the tall skyline of the city.
A lady beside him laughed and gave him a pat on the shoulder, "Syaoran, your off to lead your own, true life. You can't stay with your mommy forever."
Syaoran blushed, "But… then who'll take care of you?"
She waved her finger at him, "I have so many girly daughters, one of them hardly has anything to do and will come help me. You're the only man of this house, go get yourself a pretty wife and do well with your inheritance."
Syaoran sighed, "Mom, what is it with you wanting me to get a wife so bad?"
She chuckled, "Oh, don't worry, one day it'll be you begging me to let you marry…"
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"This will be a long wait…" Syaoran muttered to himself when he saw he still had an hour left for the plane, "I'll go buy myself a drink or something."
He found a vending machine and popped a few yen in, then pressed the coke button.
Clank
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"Mommy mommy, a vending machine! Can I buy something to drink?" The little boy pulled at her dress to point at the vending machine.
Sakura opened up her purse and handed him some money, "Here, choose a good drink."
"Thanks mommy!" He ran off.
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Syaoran leaned in to get his coke, then opened it to hear the click, pop, and the soothing sizzle.
He took a sip, "Aaahh…"
Bump
"AH!" He screamed, coke spilled onto his shirt, "WATCH IT!"
"Sorry mister." An innocent-sounding voice apologized.
Syaoran stared at the little boy, "Oh, ur, yeah, its okay." He turned to walk away, cursing under his breath about his perfectly white shirt.
There was a tug on his baggy pants, "Mister?"
"Now what?" He groaned.
The boy reached up for the slot, "I can't reach it, can you help me?"
"Sure… whatever." He took the coins and placed them in, "What do you want to drink?"
"Sprite please."
Clank.
"Thank you sir!" The little boy beamed.
Syaoran chuckled and gave the boy a pat, "Cute boy." He picked up his bag and began walking to the waiting area.
"Hey, what flight are you going to?" The boy was walking right beside him, taking big sips from the can.
WTF he's still with me? Syaoran glanced at the boy from the corner of his eye, "I'm going to Osaka…"
"Really! Me too!"
"Yeah…" Syaoran tried to pick up his pace, but the boy seemed to just walk as fast as him, "How old are you, little boy?"
"I'm six!" He held up five fingers.
"Your fingers say five."
"NO, I'm holding up six!"
"That says five!"
"It's six you dummy brain eyed-monstar!"
"I am NOT a dummy brain eyed-monstar, and its monster by the way, because I can see perfectly fine and I see six! And I'm twenty five and I can totally tell the difference between five to six fingers because you need one more finger to make six!"
"But I'm holding soda, how'm supposed to have one more finger?" The boy frowned.
"I don't know…" The fustrated man took a large gulp.
There was a silent pause between them…
"I bet I can do something you can't." The boy grinned.
"What?"
"Burp my ABC's forwards AND backwards!"
"I bet you don't even know how to sing your ABC's…" Syaoran rolled his eyes.
"Oh yes I can!"
"Then show me!"
"GAAAAAAAAAAAH." The boy burped.
"And what letter is that supposed to be?"
"Ah, you dummy-headed-brain."
"Ah isn't a letter."
"Yeah it is! You're just stupid!"
"GAAAH!" Syaoran screamed.
"SEE! IT IS A LETTER! YOU JUST SAID IT!"
"I said it because I'm so frustrated from talking to you!"
"You're stupid!"
"Is that the only word you know? Stupid?"
"No, I also know supercalifragilisticespealadocious." He stuck out his tongue.
"WTF? That's not even a word!"
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! YOU SAID A BAAAAD WORD!"
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I HATE LITTLE BOYS!"
"I HATE YOUUU!"
"I HATE YOU EVEN MORE!"
"I HATE YOU TIMES TRIPLIFINITI!"
"Ichii, I told you not to scream at strangers…" The little boy's mom replied casually from her seat. She sat cross-legged with glasses perched on her nose and a newspaper on her lap, hardly watching them even though the quarrelsome couple was right across from her.
"Oh, hi mommy." Ichii suddenly ignored his argument and ran to his mother's lap, "Sorry, I promise not to scream again."
Sakura smiled at her boy and gave a pat and a kiss, "Good boy, did you get a drink?"
He held up his soda, "Sprite! Do you want some?"
"No, mommy's going to buy some ice cream for us. Can you sit here and watch the luggage?" She turned to Syaoran, "Could you take care of my baby for a little while? Thank you so much." She smiled and then walked away.
Syaoran's mouth was wide open and he stood gaping at what had just happened…
1. That boy had just turned away from our fierce argument as though it hadn't even occurred!
2. The mother didn't seem bothered by our loud argument, only the shouting...
3. THAT GIRL WAS THE PRETTIEST GIRL I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE! SHE DIDN'T EVEN LOOK LIKE A MOM! SHE LOOKED SO YOUNG DAMMIT!
Ichii grinned, "Haluuuu?"
"Uuhh…" Syaoran took a seat by Ichii, still daydreaming and thinking, "Was that just your… mom…?"
"Yup." Ichii nodded, taking a sip from his sprite, "And there's brown liquid going down your shirt." He pointed to the spilling coke.
"Oh… OH SHIIIT!" Syaoran leaped up, dropping the can of coke. "Aah! My shirt is all ruined now!"
"Do you want my shirt than?"
"No, no, it's…okay." Syaoran sighed, sitting back down with a coke stained and drenched shirt, "So… how… old's your mom?"
"She's sixteen." The boy rubbed his eyes with his shirt.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" Syaoran hollered.
"Yes." The boy grinned, "She's actually twenty."
"Twenty? Oh my god she's so young… and…" He turned his eyes on the brunette.
"And you ain't gettin my mommy." Ichii suddenly snapped.
"What?" Syaoran laughed, "Are you kidding me? Of course I am… unless… is she married?"
"Daddy's are stupid." Was all that Ichii replied.
"I'll take that as a no." He rubbed his hands, "Oh yeah… I think your mom's hot…"
"Daddy's are stupid." Ichii repeated.
"Come on, wouldn't you like me to be your new daddy?"
"You're stupid too."
"Alright then… um… I'll buy you toys?"
"You're STUPID!" Ichii demanded, chucking his empty can at him.
"WTF YOU STUPID ARROGANT STUBBORN BOY! WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM!"
"YOU CUSSED AGAIN!"
"Ichii, remember what I told you about shouting to strangers…"
"Yes mommy." Ichii suddenly looked down innocently.
"And you," She thrust a cone into Syaoran's face, "never talk to my baby like that again you bitch."
Syaoran's eyes bulged out, shocked. He looked at Ichii who was smirking and growled, "Dammit you…"
Ichii licked his own cone, "Mommy doesn't like guys who have cones sticking out of the side of their face."
"You know what? This means war…"
"You're on stupid person! And I just won!"
"That was only round one! Wait till round two… heh heh heh…"
"MOMMY! THIS GUY'S BEING MEAN TO ME AGAIN!"
"Wait wait! Don't cry!"
"That was round two you dummy. I won again!"
"GAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrp.
"Good, you're learning your ABC's." The boy beamed.
"Oh shut up…" Syaoran growled.
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This series is just for my own pleasure. Nothing really serious… I just loved the idea of Syaoran being beaten by a little boy treasured by Sakura. Ha ha. I hope I continue this. I haven't been working on Love on the Streets for quite a while...