After school, Arashi tried to subtly ask George about what he saw that morning, they all met at their hide out the, Atlier,
to get started on crafting beautiful clothes. "Arashi?" Miwako said,
"Hmm?" Arashi responded, "Why're you staring at George?"
She asked, Arashi snapped out of it, "I'm not staring-
I'm thinking!" Arashi snapped, "Okay...What about?" Miwako asked, "I'm thinking..." Arashi said, looking back at George,
who quietly kept sketching in his design book, "I don't know George very well" Arashi said, "Hmm, me neither! I'm sure Isabella knows the most, she's known him longest. Why interested just now though?" Miwako asked, "Er, I dunno, just forget it"
Arashi mumbled, "Okay!" Miwako said happily getting back to work. ~The hours ticked away, Isabella left first, Miwako leaving soon after, as the sun went down, George and Arashi only remaining~ "I know what you're doing" George finally said after minutes of silence,
"What do you mean, I'm trying to get my clothes done" Arashi said, George chuckled, "Arashi, you don't normally stay this long, you want to keep questioning me don't you?" George asked, "You think you're so smart! I just lost track of time,
I'm going right now!" Arashi said aggravated, "There's the door" George said calmly, "Smug butt" Arashi mumbled, before grabbing his coat, going up the stairs to the door, *Imagine, me, even caring about that-* Arashi was ranting in his head,
but stopped cold after he tried to open the door. "Locked?!" Arashi shouted, "What are you fooling with up there Arashi?" George asked getting up, "Why the heck does this lock from the outside?!" Arashi shouted shaking on the door,
"I dunno, who even locked it anyways?' George asked trying the door himself,
"How the heck should I know! All I know is we're stuck in here!" Arashi shouted,
"What can we do?" George said with a shrug, "We can call Miwako, to let us out!" Arashi said, George went and sat back down, "You can't" He said, "Why not?!" Arashi asked,
"No reception, we're under ground, we're just gonna have to wait, till we get let out tomorrow" George said, "How can you be so calm?" Arashi asked annoyed, "There's nothing we can do" George pointed out, "Whatever" Arashi said sitting next to George. George tilted his hat over his eyes, relaxing back, "Hey, as long as we're down here..." Arashi said,
"Mmm?" George mumbled, "Tell me about those stitches?" Arashi asked curiously, "Still haven't forgotten about that eh?" George asked, "How could I?" Arashi asked, "Okay, I'll tell you,
since we've got nothing else to do, but you can't mention this to anyone else" George said,
"I won't, just come on!" Arashi said excited. "When I was young...and still slightly unaware of my parents situation, of being unmarried...I was switched from one to the other, and as it happened, I had a special relationship with each, but that changed once I took up dress designing and crafting" George said, his tone more serious then smarmy, Arashi tilted his head, "Eh? What happened?" Arashi asked,
George sat up in his chair, his head down, so that his hat still shielded his eyes. "One day,
when I came to stay with my father- Before I'd even unpacked my bags all the way, I finally showed him one of my dress..." George said, swallowing before finishing his story, drifting into a flash back.
Young George Koizumi stood in his "room" in his fathers house, his suitcases neatly against the bed, one was open, he held up a beautiful red sparkly dress up in the mirror, admiring his work.
"Beautiful, Dad's gonna love this" George said to himself, "George! Come down here" His father called, George smiled tucking the beautiful thing under his arm, "Coming daddy!~" George called back in a song song, going down the long wide stairs. "That boy...What's his mother doing to him? He's been more and more prissy, every time I see hi-" George's father was mumbling, just before he heard George's shoes hit at the bottom of the stairs. "Daddy!" George called out holding the dress up to himself,
from where his father Joichi stood, his back was turned towards him, while he drunk his coffee looking over his stocks. "You're here, now how about we go to a sports game, before you finish unpacking Jr.?" George's father suggested as he turned around, he stopped cold, seeing his SON holding the dress up to himself,
a wide proud grin across his face, His hand started shaking holding his coffee mug, "George what the heck is that?" He asked angry, "Its mine, don't you see? Its a beautiful dress I-" George was explaining,
but his father breaking the handle off his mug, sending the coffee to the the floor, breaking the rest of the mug, sending shards of it and drops of coffee to splash everywhere, George backed up seeing the frightening look in his fathers eyes. "Da-Daddy?" George stuttered, "You little priss..." Joichi seethe, "What?" George asked nervously, his father quickly seized him by the arm, frightening his small son, "Daddy that hurts!" George shouted, "You don't think I have enough going on, the stocks are down,
that mother of yours is hounding me for child support, and now I find out the son I'm supporting, is a little priss!" His father shouted, George's blue eyes filled with tears, his father hadn't ever been very nice, but he never did something like this to him, and he was trembling with fear, "Dad-" George was saying, but his father interrupted, "Shut up, no priss is allowed to call me that!" He shouted punching him in the face, making his son fall to the ground, with a hard thud, George dropped his dress, grabbing his face, feeling warm blood coming down his face. and some out of his mouth, from his gums, that had a tooth ripped from them. George's eyes were blurred with tears, he watched his dad kick his dress to the side,
before looking down at him, "Repack your bags, and go back to your mother's, I don't wanna see you around here" He told him coldly, George got up, grabbing his dress, quickly running upstairs to nab his things,
tears came down his face, but he didn't voice his cry, he just left out like his father told him, calling his mother to pick him up, trying to make a unbroken voice as he did so. ~Flash back end~ "That's how I got the stitches...I had to go to the hospital for the injuries, it hurt, but at least that was one tooth that came out without all the wiggling" George dryly joked, "Ge-George" Arashi gasped taking George's past in, he had no idea, he would have learned something like that, and now that he had, he was at a loss for words. "Surprised?" George asked looking at him, a small smile at his lips, "Yeah, how could I not be!
You never told us that!" Arashi said frowning, "There wasn't a purpose, what would you all do to change the past? Its over and done with, me and my dad's relationship has improved since then as well" George said getting up, he went to make himself some tea at the bar, "But George...That's some heavy stuff, how can you even talk to him after all that?" Arashi asked surprised, "Its easy, I say"Hi, thanks for all the money pops" " George said chuckling a bit, "Well hey, your a better man then I" Arashi said putting a hand on his shoulder,
"That's a stupid reason to get mad at your son...So what if you're making clothes? You're doing great, and if you need a friend I'm right here" Arashi said, "Arashi...Will you come to my home this weekend?" George asked,
"Sure it'll be fun, hey you've got a huge place, and probably all kinds of snacks, count me in!" Arashi said with a big smile, a small smile came on George's face as well.
