A/N: This is chapter 2- hope u enjoyed chap. 1. pls review. Pls.
Oh and yup... Tsugo is Mitchan and Ritsu's son! Thanx forreviweing me Kyki- The Late Night Writer
9 Years past on and know all the Sohma children were raised in different families. Shun, Zora, Tsugo and Takaro are the only ones who know about them being adopted but now did they forget each other and their own parents, they were all entirely in different families, alone.
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Shun switched off the alarm clock. It was 10:00am, and a weekend. His head still ducked in the covers of his bed.
"Stupid clock ," he muttered as he shut his fine green eyes and as his dark green hair was messily on the pillow.
"SHUN! WAKE UP!!" his mother called from downstairs.
The now 15 year old Shun tiredly got out of his bed yawning and went to the bathroom to get started for the day. He looked exactly like Hatori, same face, body, and same hair and eyes. He also took the same silent, serious self but does tend to have a tougher side of Mayuko which rarely appears to show.
He finished from the bathroom and was refreshed as he went downstairs for breakfast.
"Good morning!" his mother greeted.
"Good morning, father left?" he asked.
"Yeah, he has a business trip and left last night, you were asleep by then, he'll be back after a while I think, anyways breakfast is in the kitchen," she said as she continued to sweep the floor.
Something wasn't right, but there was a bit of feeling in his chest as that thought came into his mind, a feeling he thought he felt before a long time ago.
"Mother? Are you ok?" he asked as he came to stand in front of her.
She looked up at him.
"Oh, Shun, don't worry I'm fine," her voice made it a lie, it was a bit broken.
"No you're not ok, tell me what's wrong?" he asked.
"Shun nothing's wrong. Now go back to thinking of wanting to be a doctor not a psychologist," she laughed a bit.
"Mother, please, is it about father?" he asked.
"No, just go and eat your breakfast, I'll be fine ok?" she said as she continues to sweep.
Shun looked at her for a moment then went silently to the kitchen.
His mother stopped sweeping and looked at him leave.
"How can I ever tell him," she sighed as tears found there way down her cheeks.
Zora slept like an angel in her bed. Her soft golden light green eyes shut softly and her long silver hair was all around her. She had the beautiful face of Ayame and such a slim image.
A little girl with short brown hair and big brown eyes peeped into her room. She gave a little frown then slowly went up to Sora's bed.
"Zora? Zora wake up," she said shaking her shoulder.
"Hmmm? Yes?" she said lightly.
"Wake up you promised," the girl reminded.
Zora opened one of eyes. "Promised what?"
"You'd take me to the candy store and-and to buy me a toy with my allowance, remember," the girl said shaking Zora.
"Can't we go in the afternoon not this early," Zora replied.
"Ah, you promised you promised!" Ella whined.
"Fine, I'll get up," Zora said as she sat up from her bed.
"Great! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Ella jumped and danced around the room then ran out to get ready.
Zora smiled and stood up, her long silver hair trailing behind her as she left to get ready.
Zora did as she said, they went to the candy store and to the toy store. Ella got exactly what she wanted and now they were walking back home. Ella looked up at her sister. She titled her head a bit then asked.
"Zora, why don't you look like mommy or daddy?" she asked.
All of her family either have black or brown hair and black or brown eyes not silver and light golden green.
Zora looked at her sister thoughtfully then said," are you sure you're ready to know?" she asked.
Ella nodded confidently.
"Do you know what adoption means?"
"Yeah! It when a mommy and a daddy don't want their baby so they give it away."
Zora winced a bit at the explanation, then quickly smiled into the happy girl she always was.
"Well, I'm adopted," Zora said casually.
Ella gasped a bit overdramatically. "You're not my real sister!"
"No but still I'm your adopted sister so kind of like that, oui?"
"but-but you won't leave me will you? Please!"
"Now where did that come from ma petit soeur? I won't leave you, you're the only family I've got left!" Zora smiled.
"good!" Ella smiled.
Yuri sleepily went down the stairs. He was half asleep as usual. His face was in a pure pale colour and had beautiful big violet eyes and purplish grey hair in the same cut as Yuki had, his father who was unknown to him. His mother, Machi, he didn't share much of her attitude but throwing anything that was in front of him if he was seriously annoyed, and was also called a prince at school. Unlike the four others he had no idea about being adopted like the others who are either the same age or younger.
The ringing of the telephone woke him up, so he went to the phone and answered it.
"Is this Yuri Sohma?" An old man's creaky voice asked.
"Yes"
"What do you know of your real parents?"
"M-my what?"
Before the man answered the phone was grabbed from him by his father.
"Yuri go to the kitchen, now!" his father ordered.
Yuri hesitantly obeyed and left.
"real parents?" Yuri was puzzled.
He thought, did that make him adopted. His eyes narrowed as he stormed off into his room and slammed his door shut. The exact same happened with the others, they got a phone call and were angered so they stormed back into their rooms, confused, puzzled and feeling so alone and feeling that his life was being told as a lie.
Thats the end of chapter 2. pls review. Wow... that rhymes...:)