New Home
I poked my head out of the window. We are now driving along the streets of Namimori, a taxi had picked us up from the airport. After the 10 hours on a plane (not that it was unpleasant, It was the first time I had been on a plane) coming here I'm glad to smell the fresh air and feel the nice breeze on my face as we drive along. As I open my eyes to take a look at my new town, I was stunned! I had never seen a view like this in all my life. Everything looked great almost perfect even, it's like everything belonged. All the buildings and cars and even the people walking down the street. I just gazed out at the scenes in front of me. This was so much more different and better than my old town. Everything looked so much brighter and vibrant, even the birds sound better. I decided then and there. This was my town, this was where I wanted to be.
" …ya …Kyoya …Kyoya!"
"H-Hai!"
"Mou, I've called your name like 10 times already!"
"Sorry."
My mother breathed a sigh. "We're here," she told me before getting out of the car. I followed her lead and was about to get out of the taxi but before I did, the driver tapped me on my shoulder, smiled at me and said welcome to Namimori. I gave a small smile back and got out. 'Welcome? Haven't heard that in such a friendly way before…' I watched the taxi leave; driving along the big road, who knows whom it'll pick up next. As it goes out of sight I turned around to see a house, it had a warm feeling surrounding it. I looked over it some more, it was an average looking house just like every other down the block, but it was way bigger than our old house. I was wondering why we were at someone's house though.
"Why are we at someone's house?"
"Because we know that someone."
"We do?"
"Yes, we know them very well."
"…"
"It's us silly!" My mother screamed and pulled me in for a hug. I was very confused to say the least. Since when can we afford such a house, we just got here?! But I t turned out to be true. I looked over to the nameplate and written on it was Hibari. This was our house.
"But how?"
"Well you know the job I got?" I nodded. "Well that job came with a house too!" My mother practically squealed and hugged my even tighter until I couldn't breathe. When she finally let go, I was going to look up and glare at her for almost killing me but when I did, she literally jumping for joy. I had never seen her so happy, smiling, laughing, just like the old days before my father left us. Those were the happy days except the last part, that wasn't a good memory; I could practically feel my mood go sour just thinking about it. But then my mother took hold of my arm and pulled my inside the house. The inside was way different than the outside. It was like a traditional Japanese home, with shoji screens and everything. I was more than shocked. It even had furniture in there, fully stocked!
"Isn't it great, they let me design the inside to my liking!" My mother beamed and went for another one of her death hugs. That just confused me even more. I mean who would do that for anyone else especially people like us. *Sigh* I decided to let all my questions drop, it may be because my mother was squeezing the life out of me now but this was good for us so who am I to judge.