I don't own anything.
When we pull into the driveway after work there is a strange car parked in front of the house. It was an all-black Cadillac with black leather seats and tinted windows. I look at Ikuto and he just shrugs his shoulders. Apparently he doesn't know who it is either. I light a cigarette and get out. I walk up to the car in front of the house and look in it. It's almost empty except there is a piece of paper lying on the floor.
Ikuto grabs onto my hand and we cautiously walk into the house, he has his knife out. We don't see anybody so we walk into the kitchen to get something to drink. He gets himself a beer and me a Mountain Dew. I grab an ash tray and ash my cigarette. He hands me the pop, I take a hit and then put it out, and open the can. We set our drinks down before we leave the room.
We walk into the living room and Ikuto stops dead in his tracks, dropping the knife. On the couch is a man, he looks a lot like Ikuto but he looks like he's in his mid-40s. I figure it out. This must be Ikuto's long lost dad.
He breaks the silence first "Ikuto." He smiles, standing up. "Where is everyone?"
Ikuto snap's out of it and runs up to him and hugs him. He looks happier than a little kid on Christmas. He gets hugged back but is quickly released, so he answers disappointed, "Utau is at the mall and Yoru is at his girlfriends."
"What about your mom?" he asks hopeful. Ikuto's smile shatters his eyes get darker and his head drop's. "What?" he asked a little bit more hopeless.
"She died last month," he whispered.
"What, what happened?" Aruto sounds like he is about to cry.
"She was in a car accident. She died on impact." His voice was cracking.
"So you, Utau, and Yoru have been living here all alone no one taking care of you?" He said shocked.
"No, Amu lives here to. She helps out lot, and all of us except Yoru have a job so we can pay the bills and buy food." Ikuto said pointing at me. I felt a little awkward but smiled when he looked at me.
"Where do you all work?" he said squinting his eyes in suspicion.
"I own all of Easter, Utau is a singer for Easter, and Amu is my secretary and about to get a record deal if the people like her." Ikuto says crossing his arms victorious. "My turn to ask a question, where have you been for the past ten years?"
He looked down and rubbed his temple, "Well at first I was studying abroad, that lasted for about six years. And for the other four I was on a mission of self-discovery. Recently I figured out that all I needed, all I wanted, was to be with my family. So I packed my bags came here and here I am. Oh by the way, can I stay here?" He looked at Ikuto with pleading eyes.
"No. We don't have enough room. We only have three extra bedrooms and one has storage in it and the other two we will need here in a few months. You can stay in the company apartments across town if you would like."
"Oh, I see, you don't want me anymore. I messed up big time and now you don't even want to see me. I guess I'll just go, have a nice life Ikuto." He lowered his head; he was trying to make him feel guilty. It was plain as day.
"No you're welcome to visit. We want you in our lives." Ikuto was pleading. "But the rooms are really going to be needed in about 7 months."
Aruto didn't like the sound of that, "Whose pregnant?" he looked mad.
I hesitated but I decided I needed to speak up, "Me and Utau are both pregnant."
"How old are you Ami?" He said sitting back down. I almost cried. Not only did he screw up my name, but he called me by my dead sister's name.
"I'm eighteen," I say. I didn't feel the need to correct him. He doesn't know me and I don't want him to; Ever.
Ikuto joins in, "I don't want to hear your comments about her, and her names Amu." He walked out of the room.
We stand there kind of awkwardly. I start rubbing my hand up and down my arm. I give up and walk out of the room. I walk into the kitchen and grabs Ikuto's beer out of his hand. He puts his hands up in protest. I slam it and sigh. I throw the empty can away. "What the hell are we going to do Ikuto?" I start rubbing my stomach.
"Well he can definitely afford an apartment, so I think he'll be fine." He said getting a new beer. I sit on the counter and cross my legs. I relight my cigarette and toss one to Ikuto, "Thanks." I see Aruto walk in to the room and he stops in his tracks at the sight of his son lighting his cigarette and a beer next to him. He looks at his dad "You want one?"
"Ya," was all he said. He was still processing that his son was an adult, that he was twenty-one, and that he was old enough to do these kinds of things. He gets up, goes to the fridge, gets a beer, and hands it to his dad.
"I'm going to call Utau, and tell her to come home. Yoru should be back any minute." I said and pulled out my phone. His dad turned and looked at me, he was glaring, and he was probably thinking I was ruining his son or dating him for his money. I sigh, get off the counter and leave the room.
Ikuto P.O.V.
I saw Amu walk out of the room and I turned to my dad, "What's your deal with Amu. She hasn't done anything to you to make you hate her." I said taking a hit and blowing the smoke in his face. He started coughing and I just smirked. He coughed until Amu walked into the room, "We'll talk about this later." I said patting him on the back. Amu looked confused. A few minutes later the door opened and in came Yoru. The second he walks in the room he drops his pack of cigarettes and his can of red bull, which spilled everywhere. I sighed as I seen Amu go to clean it up.
"Here Yoru, you dropped these." She handed him his ciggs after she dried off the box. He took them out of her hand, took one out and put the rest back into his pocket.
"Anybody got a lighter?" Yoru asked. "
"Mines in the car, here." She hands him her cigg and he lights his off of it. Our dad clears his throat and we all snap up our heads and look at him.
"Yuu's what, ten? He shouldn't be smoking." I could see Yoru's heart shatter in his eyes. His own dad doesn't know how old he is or his name. This man isn't worthy of calling him his father. First he bails out on the first ten years of his life and then he comes back and doesn't even know who his son is, despicable. I could feel the anger rising inside of me. He isn't the man I remember; the man I remember was kind and didn't care about much, except his family, he was devoted to his family; he would never let anything happen to us. He just heard Amu say his name for god's sake. What happened to him? Was it because of everything we've told him in the last half hour, or was it because when he left he was trying to get away from us, to forget us all? That last thought pulled a trigger inside me.
"His name is Yoru and he's thirteen you lousy bastard! But how would you know that. You weren't here for ninety percent of his life, and I don't think I want you in the rest of it either!" I yelled. He was almost lower than Amu's mom. I mean sure she didn't know her age. But she at least would remember her name. Despite how much she drank.
I get up and pick up Amu bridal style, she had found her seat back on the counter so it wasn't that hard, and I tilt my head towards the door motioning for Yoru to follow us. He nods and slowly follows. We sit on the porch till we see headlights coming down the driveway. Utau got out and almost ran to the door, but stopped dead in her tracks when she seen us all sitting on the front porch.
"Why are you all out here when dads in there?" She pointed to his car then to the house. She looked confused.
"Well Utau, dads not the man you remember, he sure as hell isn't the man I knew." I say getting mad again. Utau was still confused.
"What did he do?" She said getting anxious to see her dad
We hear the door open and we all turn to face e the problem. "I thought I seen headlights."
I glare at him. Utau runs up to him and hugs him just like I did earlier. The only difference is he hugs her with one arm and lest go almost instantly. She looks at him you can see the hurt in her eyes.
"What's wrong with you? Why don't you care about any of us anymore!" I scream.
"It's not that I don't care about you guys Ikuto it's just that I don't know what to do. I'm going to have grandchildren so that makes things a little awkward. I find out your moms," he pauses, "no longer here. I didn't remember Yoru's name because when he was little I was always away on tour. I didn't remember his birthday because I lost track of how long I was away. The only reason I know how old you are is because I looked at your Facebook page on my way here, and I don't hate Amu; I just don't know her so I don't really trust her. I've always had trust issues and you know that." He crosses his arms and -looks at me, "Do you forgive me?"
I look at Yoru and Amu they both nod so I finally speak up, "Sure, but I'll kill you if you don't re-learn everything about us." I say grinning. Amu grabs my hand and starts rubbing my knuckle with her thumb. I look around and smile, for once everything is perfect. My dad's here, no one's fighting, and best of all I'm with the girl I love.
MMKA: Well I know it's been a while since I last updated but I have been busy with school I hope the two (That's a guess) people that still probably read this story don't hate me. I'll try to update more. I promise.
I have a question. I want to re-write the first few chapters because they aren't good, should I?