So sorry everyone that this took forever for me to write this because my computer was being an ass and the hard drive died. But now I have finished this next chapter, thanks to all those who favorite/follow my story. Now here is the next chapter. I dunno how long it is…to be honest I wrote this part before I write the actual story. I hope you like it!
A/N – Disclaimer: I do not own Junjou Romantica…*sob sob* I wish I did! Anyways here is the next chapter!
Chapter 4
The car ride was rather long; I stopped keeping track of the minutes that flew by. I sat staring at the trees and the buildings that passed by the window and listening to radio. No one said anything throughout the whole car ride. I was bored obviously, I mean I was only ten years old and when you are ten, you need to be occupied or else you'll get bored as hell.
My foster parents didn't say much but talked to the chauffeur on the directions to their house. It looked like the chauffeur was new at his job and this was probably his first day, too. My father was a very young looking man and a rather handsome man, too. My mother was beautiful, at first I couldn't stop staring at her at first. I stared at her for about an hour until she turned to me and gave me a smile. I was so embarrassed that I turned away and looked out the window.
After sitting in an hour for about two hours, we finally arrived at my new house. The car drove up to a huge gate; it was so elegantly designed, too. The gate opened up and the car drove into the large driveway. It seemed endless that driveway, with all the trees at the side. Then the mansion came in view, my eyes widened as I saw the house and my mouth started gape open. The house wasn't just a house; it was a gigantic mansion that looked like it had thousands and thousands of windows. Then I noticed a huge fountain in front of the mansion. The car pulled up around the doors and we got out.
I was brought up the long flight of stairs and then the chauffeur opened the large front doors. There was a line of maids bowing down to us and a long red carpet down the middle. It was as if I stepped into heaven. The chauffeur handed my bags to a tall man wearing a tux. He introduced himself as Sasaki Taka. He looked like a really well-mannered man and he was tall, too. My small head tilted as I tried to look up to meet Taka's face. I nearly fell back trying to meet Taka's eyes. As I was busy staring at Taka, my foster mother slowly pulled me away and took me up the large flight of stairs.
We then turned to what seemed like a bed room, but it was huge! It amazed me how much space was in the room. I ran and jumped on the bed; it was really big and bouncy, too. Well...for my ten year old mind that is. My foster parents stood at the door, smiling and observing me. I felt so happy and it felt like all of my sadness went away.
Soon I started to adjust to my new home. My parents (I call them my parents now instead of 'foster' parents) were rather wealthy people but I never understood what their job were. Then later I found out that besides being new parents, my father was a CEO of a large family business. And my mother ran a famous jewelry company that had stores all across Japan. However, at my young age I never really learnt the names of my parents. Which is ironic because I lived with them. So one day, I worked up the courage in my little body and went to asked them. I walked through the long hallways of the mansion and tried to find my way to my parent's room. When I reached the door to their room, I knocked with my small hands and waited for a reply. I then heard my mother's sweet voice telling me to come in. I turned the giant doorknob with all my strength and finally managed to push the door open. I walked into the room and saw my father sitting on the room chairs and my mother siting on the bed, both reading books.
"Um..." I started as I walked towards my mother's bed.
"What's wrong, Misaki-chan?" My mother asked.
"Um...I wanted to ask you something," I said.
"What is it son?" My father asked.
"I really never got to ask...um...your names..." I muttered.
"Oh...Misaki-chan. We haven't told you yet have we, darling," My mother looked at her husband.
"No we haven't. We've been living together and yet our own child doesn't know our name," My father laughed as he got up and walked me towards the bed.
"So...I am Ito Kanako and he is your father Ito Shu," said Kanako-san.
"Really? You have really pretty names," I smiled.
"Why, thank you Misaki-chan. That's such a nice thing for you to say," my mother smiled.
"Misaki-kun, have you finished your homework that your tutor gave you?" Asked my father.
"Um…eh…no…I didn't understand a lot of it," I mumbled.
"Misaki, if you didn't understand it, then why didn't you ask Asuki-sensei?" My father asked with a raised tone.
"But…Asuki-sensei is scary. He yells at me," I cried.
"Misaki, you are going to take over the family business in the future. There will be many things that will challenge you and if you are too scared to take on the challenge, then you will fail this business," exclaimed my father.
"But…I…I'm scared…" I cried.
"Darling, don't scare him. He's still young and he will improve," my mother exclaimed. "Misaki-chan, don't worry you will improve as you grow older, if you don't hesitate to ask, okay?"
"O…okay," I whispered as my mother gave me a hug.
"Misaki-kun…son, I apologize for yelling at you and I want you to succeed. As my son I want the best for you and for you to grow up well," my father smiled as he ruffled my hair.
I giggled as my father ruffled my hair but then I felt someone tickling my sides. I laughed out loud and then found that my mother was the one who was tickling me.
Even though I lived with them and know their names, I couldn't bring myself to call them "mother" and "father" out loud. I didn't know why but I just couldn't do it; ever since I arrived at the mansion. However, all that changed one night on a certain day in my young life.
I am so sorry for making everyone wait. I apologize and to make up for it, I got my computer fixed so updates of chapters will come in. Plus this chapter so everyone, please review. Thank you.
