My Family
Chapter 4
"Can we please leave now Michiru, it's almost 6, I'm getting hungry, and my arms hurt!" I groaned as I shifted her bags from my left hand to my right hand, my arm feeling numb from the weight on it.
"You're the one that brought me here." She quickly shot back as she looked through skirts.
"And you're the one that woke me up at 6AM."
"So…" She giggled softly as she pushed by me, moving to another clothing rack.
"Don't you have enough clothes Michi?" Again I shifted the bags, this time back into my left hand. "Can I at least take these out to the car?"
"No, because you probably won't come back for me. Or I won't see you for a half hour because you'll go and eat without me."
I rolled my eyes and followed her around the store. She picked up a few articles of clothing before moving to the dressing room. "You already know they'll fit you."
"I know, but I don't know how they'll look on me until I try them on." I huffed and sat down on the bench outside the dressing room. "That's a good Ruka, just sit there and shut up." She disappeared around the corner.
I set the bags down on the floor by the bench and started looking around the store. I took notice to a few other women giggling softly at the scene Michiru and I had been creating. They probably think we're just some young married couple. I frowned when I saw Keiji walking through the mall, a younger girl walking by his side. That had to be Kuri hooked to his arm. I only saw red when I saw him. I left the bags by the bench and stood up, quickly exiting the clothing shop.
"Keiji!" I called for him as I walked behind him.
He stopped and turned to face me. "Oh hey man. How's it going? I didn't see you last night at prom."
"That's because I wasn't there."
"I thought you were taking Inari to prom."
"And I thought you were taking Michiru."
He pulled his arm free from Kuri and stepped closer to me. "I decided not to take a little girl with me. I wanted to take a real woman."
"No, you decided on taking somebody who you know would have given it up to you afterwards." I shot a death glare at Kuri. She had that reputation at school. She'd flaunt herself around any man she wanted to sleep with. And 90 percent of the time she would end up getting what she wanted.
"You're just jealous that she doesn't want you Haruka. Why don't you go back to your little baby sister and get out of my face."
"I will, but I have to do something first." Without a moment's hesitation I punched him in the jaw. It was hard enough to break the skin of his lip, as well as the skin between my knuckles. The pain shot up my arm, but oh did it feel good. "Go to hell Keiji." I turned back to the store where Michiru was, and stopped, she had seen the whole thing. "Don't look at me like that, he deserved it."
"Are you OK?" She looked at my hand and frowned when she saw the broken skin and how quickly my hand was swelling. "I think we should go home."
"But I'm hungry."
"We'll stop for something on the way; we need to get your hand wrapped up." She walked toward Keiji. "Fuck you." She smiled as she turned back to me. "Let's go home." She picked up the bags and led my out of the mall. "Does it hurt?"
"No…" I winced as I reached my hand into my pocket to get my car keys. "OK, just a little."
"Let me drive home then."
"No, you know I don't let anybody else drive my car." I carefully climbed in the seat and started the car, when I put my hand on the gear shifter between her and I, I grit my teeth to hide my pain. "Please don't tell dad. He'll kill me."
"How will you hide it from them then?"
"The hood of the car smashed my hand as I was working on it. Got it?" She sighed and nodded.
"But what if it doesn't get any better?"
"Then I'll go to the hospital for it, trust me Michi, I'm fine."
When we pulled into the driveway, I stepped from my car and slid my hand into my pocket to help hide the swelling until I was able to get up to my bathroom. I let Michiru stay downstairs to distract Ayame with her newly purchased items as I went upstairs and closed the door behind me. I slid off my jeans and threw them into the clothes' hamper before standing in front of the sink to let cold water run over my hand. Oh god…I shouldn't have done that, this thing hurts. I jumped when there was a knock at the door. "I'll be out in a minute."
"It's just me, can I come in?"
"Yea."
She opened the door and stepped in, quickly closing it behind her. She frowned at me. "Why did you do that?"
"He deserved it Michi after what he did to you last night." I stepped aside to let her get in beside me to look at my hand. Now that it was in better light she could see how bruised and swollen it truly was.
"But you didn't deserve this." She opened the medicine cabinet and pulled a roll of tape and some gauze pads from the shelf; then pushed me down on top of the toilet seat. "Don't move." She placed my hand on the counter top and pressed gauze against the open wound, then tightly wrapped it up with the medical tape. "That's not too tight is it?"
I smiled as I watched her. I don't know what I'd do without her in my life. What would I be doing with myself had I not ever met her? I find myself falling deeper and deeper in love with her each day that passes. "Thank you." I slowly pulled my hand down to my lap and watched her put the items back in their home. "What would I do without you?"
"You'd probably be dead without me." She ruffled my hair.
"Of a broken heart." I looked away, than blushed deeply as I realized what I said. "Sorry…" I stood up and moved toward the door.
She grabbed my arm and looked at me right in the eye. "I know."
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