Chapter 11: That Girl
Author's Note: Yup.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harvest Moon.
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Kurt shuffled into his house, surveying the humble abode. He frowned, staring at Hayato's book bag which was sitting on the stand. He was home early. Odd…
Looking around more, he found the attic door open. Brow furrowing, he wandered up the stairs. Surprised, he found Hayato sitting on the floor near a huge trunk, looking at a book. Kurt walked over and the young boy looked up with a smile.
"Hi, dad!"
"Hey…what are you doing home?" Kurt questioned, not imagining Hayato being a truant.
"School ended early since the air conditioning went out. They called mom and she told me she'd text you and if you weren't there in a few minutes to walk home."
Kurt blinked, picking the cell phone out of his pocket and groaning. Ugh, great. He was so preoccupied with getting his mother happy again that he missed the call. It had been a long process, getting the pissed woman back. It was Friday and Joe and he were still trying to get her happy enough to leave them alone, not to mention having to work as well. It felt like he'd barely been home. Crashing beside his son, he smiled, resting his chin on top of his head.
"What are you lookin' at?"
"Mama's photo albums!"
Kurt blinked and glanced at the books before his eyes widened. "What?"
It was a picture of two little very blonde girls, one dressed in white and one in pink.
"That's mama and that's Aunt Jilliana" Hayato pointed out, Carrie apparently being the one wearing pink.
Kurt stared, still amazed, "She looks…cute."
Jilliana was dancing around and Carrie was kicking, spinning a frilly parasol. Honestly he was glad Hayato could tell between the two because without Carrie's bright red ends, they could have been twins. Hayato flipped the page and he smiled, chuckling faintly at the picture of Carrie as a baby, her chubby face covered in makeup and Jilliana apparently at fault.
It was an interesting thing, really, watching Carrie progress from cute and adorable to…her. It seemed around thirteen she started wearing the torn alternative punk clothes. In her teens, she also had an odd preoccupation with eyeliner. It was kind of sexy, actually. He smiled again, one of the few cute pictures of her left being holding her little brother in one arm and strumming the guitar in the other, the baby seeming enraptured. Carrie really had influenced him…
"What does this one say, daddy?"
Kurt blinked as Hayato had picked up another book…
"Stay out or die…" he read slowly.
"Stay out or die?" Hayato repeated, puzzled.
"Yea. I guess it's something she doesn't want anyone to see" Kurt mumbled.
"Oh…" Hayato replied before brightening, "I'm going to go play Diddy Kong!"
Kurt watched his son in amazement as he skipped off. Man, that boy was something. The curiosity was killing him. Glancing at the book, he sighed and peeked in…
The first picture was enough to get his blood boiling. She was flicking off the camera, no doubt, but that didn't take away from the fact that she was topless and that someone else took that picture. Grunting, realizing she was probably at least sixteen, he rolled his eyes. He remembered well how Carrie was in their…drug years so he could only imagine her teenage years.
Turning the page, he nearly had an aneurism.
She was making out with some guy. He had black hair and blue eyes. Kurt's eyes were bleeding by the time he was finished with the book. Who the hell was this dude?
…He was being ridiculous. Of course Carrie had had many a boyfriend, he knew that already. Hell, he was screwing with her when she had a 'boyfriend', no matter how odd the situation.
Sighing, he blinked when he noted some words Carrie had written…
"…Get…Mura to marry me?"
Who the f—k was Mura? Glaring at the offensive sentence, he tossed it back in the trunk, grumbling irritably as he wandered from the attic, wishing he'd been like Hayato and got distracted by something else.
…Mura?
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'She was 16, Kurt, she probably had many guys she'd want to marry.' No way, this was Carrie…such a statement meant this guy was important. 'Fine then, idiot, ask her…it should be OBVIOUS that you're the guy she's with, I mean, c'mon…'. Don't be dumb, she could have just settled. 'You're the one arguing with yourself and I'M the dumb one?...Wait.'
Kurt rapidly shook his head, shaking out all that randomness and stomping back into the house after having been so disturbed he needed to take a walk. He couldn't stand it, he had to know who this 'Mura' was. Did she still think about that guy? Was she settling with him?
Marching up the steps, knowing she was home now, he set his mind on bringing it up immediately. He wouldn't feel settled until he got some answers.
Swinging the door to the room open, he opened his mouth, ready to demand who the hell was Mura. "Carrie, I have to talk to y-"
Before ultimately gawking.
"Oh hey, there you are" she smiled at him, wearing only a red bra and thong…
She was zipping up the side of knee length red leather boots, hugging her legs tightly. He stared, his mind having a traffic jam.
"W-where'd you…?"
She giggled, "Aren't they so cool? I saw them in the window of this store and I thought, 'I must have them'."
The jam was getting crowded…
"And you know the weirdest thing?" she questioned, oblivious, "It wasn't even that kind of store, but the associate was like, I'm totally going to give you this whip to go with them and it was so funny!"
"…Whip?"
Carrie grinned and showed him the red whip with tassel ends, chuckling, "Hot, eh?"
Everything was crashing and crashing fast. She frowned, walking over to him, "You had to talk to me though? What's up?"
Staring at her, so completely aroused that he had no idea what he was going to talk to her about, he glanced around shiftily before clearing his throat. "So…a whip, eh?"
She gnawed her lower lip sexily, pressing against him, "Mm hmm…"
The blonde squealed as he hefted her up and took her to the bed. Unfortunately, traffic was going to be blocked for a few… hours…but after that…
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Carrie's hair curled around his skin as she closed her eyes, fingering invisible shapes in his chest, humming contently. Kurt mm'd before glowering. Okay, now was perfect.
"Carrie."
She lifted her head, her chin resting on his chest, her hair messy, blue eyes sleepy and seductive, and staring at him contently. His whole body trembled. Ugh, the things she did to him. Playing with her hair, he noted her ends were fading.
"You going to re-dye your hair, baby?" he questioned.
"Mm, yea, I've just been busy…" she yawned.
"Good because…I…saw some pictures today. You and Jilliana don't look that different and I don't want to get confused" he rambled, not sure how to approach this.
Carrie's brows furrowed, "Really? Jilliana's tanner and a few inches taller…"
"Oh, well…"
"Pictures?"
He blinked absently, "Hayato found some albums in the attic and we looked at those for a few hours."
She grimaced, "How embarrassing…"
"What? The…baby pictures?"
Carrie cocked a brow, "…Yea…?"
He grunted and glowered, "Oh c'mon! I saw that book that said 'stay out or die'!"
"Which naturally meant look at it" she rolled her eyes, sitting up before gasping, turning to him, "Haya didn't see it, did he?!"
"No" Kurt grumbled.
"Good…" she sighed, relieved.
"Good?! Who is Mura, Carrie?!" Kurt blurted, irritated.
Carrie stared at him, shocked, before…laughing?
"Mura? Oh my God, I haven't seen him in years."
Kurt huffed, sitting up and leering at her, "In the back of the book, it said 'get Mura to marry me'. What the hell's with that? From what I got, you were punk and rebellious to the core, not romantic, 'I have to have him'."
Carrie just chuckled, shaking her head, "Mura is, or was, sexy. Totally gorgeous and handsome. What any girl, punk rebellious or romantic ditz, would want if they were lookin'."
Kurt's eyes narrowed, "Really…?"
She smiled an almost dreadfully devastating smile and kissed him, "But you're drop dead gorgeous, f—king sexy, and a very good daddy."
He grumbled but admitted feeling a tad placated as he sank back into bed. She rested her cheek against his chest again, murmuring, "He worried about me, y'know? He told me specifically to stay away from Will because he was bad news. Mu was just prophetic like that, y'know?"
"Mu…"
"He was the guitarist in our band" she went on, "We met in elementary school. He was so shy and boring…"
"Sounds your type."
"He was nice to me though. He gave me his cookies and stuff…" she chuckled, "And we just…grew up together, I s'pose."
"How'd cute little kiddy friendship turn into…that stuff you have a whole album dedicated to?" Kurt grunted tersely.
"I told you he was sexy. He turned me on."
Kurt felt himself getting riled up again and she smirked, "I haven't seen this guy in eight years. No need to go and get all jealous."
"I'm not jealous."
"You're jealous."
"I'm no-" he snapped.
She kissed him, silencing him. He closed his eyes after a moment and hugged her waist tightly, deciding that really he was being kind of silly. Still…
…Carrie had never talked about marrying him.
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"Yay!"
Kurt watched with a smile as his son ran through the amusement park, hyped to the extreme. He was too adorable…
It had been random when Carrie had skipped into the kitchen as he and Hayato were having a nice brunch of Lucky Charms. Kurt had sent her a look, still not sure what to make of this situation but she didn't seem to notice as she proclaimed: "Let's go to the amusement park!"
And so they'd went. Kurt chuckled as Hayato went to get some ice-cream. Carrie stared at the sky, standing beside him as they waited for Hayato.
"You can tell me anything, y'know? I'm a big girl."
Glancing at her, he cocked a brow, "What do you mean?"
"You're upset with me."
He sighed vaguely, "Not…upset. Just a little…sad, maybe."
She blinked at him, apparently more confused than before but he smiled, shaking his head and taking her hand, "C'mon."
Hayato was humming joyfully, eating away before looking up. A child was sitting on a man's shoulders, probably his father's, and holding a balloon happily. Hayato frowned thoughtfully and Kurt rolled his eyes, sighing, swinging the child up and setting him on his shoulders. Kurt couldn't help but laugh a little as Hayato freaked.
"It's okay, buddy, I got you."
Hayato hugged his head for a moment before relaxing, "Okay…"
Carrie chuckled and Kurt retook her hand, looking up at his son, "…But try not to spill ice cream on my head."
"K!"
They walked through and Carrie giggled, kissing his cheek, "I'll win you something!"
"Baby, I really don't need a Hello Kitty stuffed animal" he snickered.
She gasped, "A Goemon plushie!"
Kurt raised a brow, smirking at the mother of his child's obsession with…things. She could get obsessed with anything, really.
A Goemon, Lupin, Inuyasha, Sasuke, and Power Ranger plushie later, they headed on, Kurt shaking his head in amazement. Hayato hugged the Power Ranger in one arm, looking toward a huge coaster.
"Let's ride that, mama!"
"Looks sweet!"
Kurt glanced at both of them in disbelief, never having been a fan of being scared senseless as a thrill. He cleared his throat.
"You two go, I'll, uh, supervise the plushies" he remarked carefully as he set Hayato on the ground, rubbing his shoulders.
"Okay dad. Make sure no one takes him" said Hayato seriously, handing him the toy.
"Yea, don't lose Lu-chan or 'Yasha" glowered Carrie.
"Gotcha" he chuckled.
The two skipped off to line and he sat, sighing, wondering how his life had changed to this so quickly. It'd seemed like forever ago when he came here with all the intention of leaving once his grandfather had everything set up…but now?
Now he had an adorable son and…
…And what did he call Carrie?
Mother of his child just seemed so detached and more so like he'd raised Hayato his whole life by himself. Girlfriend just seemed too vague. He smiled a bit sadly. Maybe that was why he was so upset. He wanted to be more to Carrie than that…
"Dad, it was SO cool!"
He looked up, startled, and blinked, "Over already?"
"Yea, but it was awesome!"
Kurt smiled, swinging the child on his shoulders again and Carrie took his hand rather silently. He glanced to her after she didn't speak for a while, frowning, "What's wrong, baby?"
"I…I'm dizzy" she admitted, rubbing her temple.
He smirked, kissing her cheek, "That's so cute."
"Shut up" she snickered.
"…Care bear?"
Kurt raised a brow at the weird mention of an ancient American cartoon by some random person they'd passed. Even weirder, Carrie stopped?
She turned around, looking over her shoulder, and squealed, releasing Kurt's hand, "Mu!"
Kurt stared in disbelief as she darted over to that…guy. Speak of the damn devil. He was…about the same. And that made Kurt dizzy…
He swung her up in his arms, hugging her tightly, "Oh my God, where the hell have you been?!"
He set her down, staring her over as if he were trying to figure out if he were imagining things. Funny, Kurt thought as his eyes narrowed, this reminded him a bit of him and Carrie's reunion…except not quite as jovial.
"It's a long story…" she laughed vaguely.
"Long story?" he questioned incredulously.
"Who's that guy mama's talking to?" Hayato abruptly questioned innocently.
Kurt just blinked. He expected the guy to either be like, you've left me for someone else or…something. But instead he raised a raven brow.
"…Did that kid just address you as 'mama'?"
Carrie giggled, rushing over to them, "Uh huh! This is my baby, Hayato, and his daddy, Kurt."
Kurt wondered if this would stimulate some jealousy or possessiveness. However, the guy looked…displeased?
"So…you ran off without a word for eight years to…have a family? It would have freaked me out a bit, sure, but that's no reason to worry me and Hito sick."
Carrie's eyes widened and she grimaced, scratching the back of her neck, "It's…not that simple. Like I said, it's a…long story."
Mura raised an eyebrow before she laughed airily, waving a hand, "So you're here by yourself? Lame."
Mura rolled his eyes around, "Yea."
"Oh, so you are here with someone? Girlfriend, wife?"
Mura sighed, "I have…a few ladies in my life. Not a girlfriend or wife though."
"Whore" Carrie snorted.
Mura smirked at her before coughing, "Remember what you told me the night we were at the bar about certain…fluids?"
Carrie pondered for a long moment before cocking a brow, "That your jizz would knock up a woman quick?"
"What?" Kurt found himself exclaiming.
Carrie waved a hand at him as he seethed to himself. This sucked. Mura pinked a little as Carrie gawked, "No way! There's a mini Mu? Son?"
Mura shook his head. Carrie blinked, "Oh, a daughter?"
He blinked simply, "A…?"
"Twins?" Carrie amended.
Mura sighed and Carrie's eyes widened, "Triplets…?"
He smiled weakly and Carrie burst out a laugh, "Oh my Gawd, quadruplets?"
And, as if on cue, four black haired little girls came out of nowhere, squealing and giggling, skipping and tugging at Mura's legs, each holding a balloon. Mura smiled though his brow twitched.
"Welcome to my world."
Kurt stared, wide-eyed, wondering how he'd handle that situation. He'd…be a little horrified if Carrier ended up having four at once, good lord. Carrie was biting the inside of her mouth to keep from laughing at the poor guy.
"They're cute…" she got out.
Mura just sighed before glancing down at them, "Ladies."
They all stopped running around, standing in a little line, their faces the same except for two had blue eyes and the other two had black. He smiled down at them.
"This is an old friend of daddy's. Can you say 'hello'?"
"Hello!" they all said in unison.
Carrie smiled at them, "Did you teach them to speak like that?"
"No, they've been doing that since they were two. I think that as quadruplets, they all think in one singular unit. I plan to base a study around it" Mura mused.
Carrie smirked at him before leaning over, "Hi, I'm Carrie. What's your names?"
One of the black eyed ones giggled, her hair in pigtails "May!"
The blue eyed one that had her hair pinned back with a lotus blossom clip answered, "Yue."
The other black eyed one, her hair in braided pigtails, answered, "Meryl."
And finally, the last blue eyed one whose hair was pulled into a loose ponytail mumbled, "Mei…"
"…Mura, you named two of your quadruplets 'May'?" Carrie cocked a brow.
Mura snorted, "I had nothing to do with naming them nor was I given the opportunity."
Carrie frowned, confused, before Mura waved a hand, "So…I want to hear your 'long story', as you so put it."
"...Okay. But I want to hear yours first. I want a chuckle before I tell mine" Carrie agreed.
Mura smirked but agreed. Kurt grudgingly followed. He wasn't particularly wanting to hear this story but…whatever.
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There was a kiddy café, a playground inside that Mura's 'ladies' instantly rushed to. Kurt could see Hayato had all the desire in the world to go but alas, he grew uncomfortable around same age ladyfolk. Kurt chuckled, patting the back of his head.
"They won't eat you. Go on."
Hayato grimaced but firmly pushed forward. Kurt smiled, shaking his head before he glowered back at the two. Great, back to this. He walked over, sitting at the fancy chair beside Carrie. Carrie pointed to something on the menu, "You should get this."
He stared at it before his nose wrinkled, "Sundried yellow pear…tomato? Ice wine vanilla bean, ice cream on a pinenut Florentine cup. What the hell is that?"
"It looks good!"
"Tomatoes and ice cream is where I have to draw the line, sorry."
Carrie rolled her eyes as the waiter came over, taking their order, "I'll take a banana split."
"Chocolate strawberry sundae" Kurt said after a moment, looking at the menu with a cocked brow, never having come into a place like this.
"Iced coffee."
Carrie looked up at Mura who'd ordered that and stuck out her tongue, "So boring!"
He smirked, "With a slice of strawberry cake"
"Insane, Mura, don't go crazy on me."
He snickered at that before sighing, "So…this story?"
"Nope, yours first."
Mura sighed before waving a hand, "I guess I was depressed. I went to that bar…remember the one on Tanbaro?"
"Yea, that rich one I refused to go into" she raised a brow, "We always went to Foshintsu, why were you there?"
"I'd been wandering and I just needed to drink something…" he sighed, "So I went in and pretty much got completely smashed…and…I woke up the next morning with…her."
"Their mother" Carrie annotated.
"Yea…Fuwaki Ceffiena…" he mumbled, "I really don't remember how I met her or whatever, but I guess I did…I told her I'm sorry, left my number so I didn't seem like a complete ass, and ran off. Then, three or four months later, she calls me, says we need to meet. I had pretty much pushed the whole thing into the back of my mind to get over it. I'm not comfortable with doing such things but I did."
He paused as his coffee was placed before him then continued, "So we met in a café kind of like this…without the dinosaurs, and I discovered she was…hugely pregnant."
"How was she huge though?" Carrie demanded, "Four months is too early to be 'huge'."
Mura sighed some and Kurt felt inclined to answer for some reason, "Well, if she had quadruplets, Car, she'd be bigger than the usual."
Carrie seemed to ponder this and Mura nodded, "You should have seen her at nine months. She could rightfully be compared to a house."
Carrie smirked at that as Mura continued, "So…what was I supposed to do? I…I had a responsibility to her so I…tried to have a relationship. But you know, that whole not knowing her at all thing was hard to get past."
"Was she nice?"
Mura stippled his fingers before answering, "No."
Sipping his coffee, he mumbled, "You've known me forever, Car, and you knew I wanted to be a researcher, right? But she…she tossed my ambitions out like they belonged to her and threw in her own."
Carrie frowned, shaking her head, "That's being a parent though, Mu."
Kurt glanced at Carrie, startled. Why'd she sound so defeated? Mura shrugged though.
"I know my girls come first. No matter what…" Mura murmured, "But…it was odd, really, the request she made. It was like…the mafia. Her father is owner of the Fuwaki Mining Company."
Carrie blinked slowly as Kurt was surprised, Mura snickered as he sliced his cake with the fork, "Carrie looks like she has no idea what I'm talking about but…"
"It's the third largest mining facility in Japan" Kurt explained to her, "Fuwaki Darshan may very well be in the top 15 richest men in Asia as well."
Carrie snorted, oddly unimpressed. Mura chuckled, "You haven't changed much, have you? But honestly, I just…didn't get her. She said as the father of her children I had to be a part of the company. I was majoring in molecular biology, what the hell do I know about running a company?"
"Why didn't you tell her that wasn't your forte?"
"I did. I really honestly did but she wouldn't hear it, kept saying I was making stupid excuses. I wasn't. Honest to God, I wasn't…but…but I did try, at least for my little girls, right?" Mura said lightly, "But…but right off, I couldn't stand the people. I mean, it was an injustice, really, how they treated the working people who did all the work while they all sat around in the office pretending to work and play Solitaire."
"You tried to set them straight, right?"
"Right" he snorted, "I had about as much jurisdiction as the janitor, if not less."
He finished his cake before continuing, "…I told her that it wouldn't work. That I wouldn't help this company, that I couldn't. The girls were five months old by then. Ceffiena told me then and there though that if I left Fuwaki, that…she'd take the girls and I couldn't see them again."
Carrie stared, wide-eyed, as he went on miserably, "It wasn't like we were married or anything. I couldn't just beg for custody because, really, I had no grounds. I…I couldn't give up on them. They're my daughters…I'm…I'm attached to them."
He paused, replying after a second, "So I stayed for them."
He smiled wistfully at the girls who were playing in the castle, continuing, "But…but I knew that…that it wasn't going to work. I'd come home and sit in my room away from theirs in the dark for hours before I even noticed a light wasn't on. I didn't sleep or eat well…I was depressed. Doctor even had the nerve to put me on medication. It didn't really help."
Kurt and Carrie frowned as he shook his head, "I didn't even see my girls. I worked up to eighteen hours out of the day to try to keep my division running and it was hard. It wasn't fair, really, that I wasn't even seeing the main reasons I stayed there. My girls were four before I knew it."
Rubbing his temple, he smiled sadly, "I told Ceffiena that I'd tried. For five long years I tried and that…that I couldn't do it anymore. I…I left. I was going to go insane. It was only a matter of time."
Carrie was silent before shrugging, "She didn't win though! You have your daughters now!"
"She took me to court. Said I was unstable and unwilling to support our kids" he interjected monotonously, "Judge ruled in her favor. Wasn't until I appealed that I was given a week every two months to see them."
"…A week…every two months?" Carrie echoed incredulously.
"Yep, they go back to mommy Monday and I don't see them next month."
"That's not fair!" Carrie snapped, "You should at least get weekends! A week every two months, what bull!"
He waved his hand and sighed, "It's how it is, Carrie. I fought but it didn't work…I just…settled. I'm happy I get to see them at all."
Carrie seemed very displeased and Kurt frowned, his eyes narrowing thoughtfully. In truth, he could tell Mura hated the situation with a passion but…but what could he do? That…that really sucked.
"Now, your story" he said, reclining back.
"I don't know, that story didn't make me chuckle, it made me sad" she pouted.
Mura smirked, "A deal is a deal, Care. Spill. Do you know Hito and I spent two years looking for you? I want to know what happened."
Carrie sighed but pretty much told all the details of the story, only neglecting the minute. It was odd hearing this story, in all honesty. Kurt hated how it sounded and apparently Mura did too as he stared at her in something acute to disbelief.
"…So let me get this straight-first, I'm not sure how 'beware of Will' translated into living with him, Carrie."
"I know…" she mumbled.
Mura grunted, shaking his head, glaring at his cup, "…I…I'll admit, I'm more than a little disappointed in you. Drugs of all things. But…but I'm glad that you were headstrong enough to have gotten out."
Carrie sighed as he shook his head again, "Haruto knew where you were, that idiot…"
"Don't even talk about that bastard asshole" glared Carrie, "He was just obsessed with the drugs, he didn't give a flying f—k about me or anything else."
Mura cocked a brow before oddly shrugging, "I suppose."
"You suppose?! Are you siding with him?" snapped Carrie.
"Carrie…" Kurt approached cautiously.
"Not only did he use me to improve relations with that bastard, he hindered Kurt's recovery too! He was a parasite, the jerk-off!"
Mura was wide-eyed, staring at her, "I'm not too happy either, with his actions, but…I mean, cut him a little slack. I think he learned his lesson the hard way."
Carrie glowered and Kurt frowned, "Learned his lesson? Is he in jail?"
Mura was sipping his refill before pausing, staring at them, stunned, "Jail?"
Kurt's brows furrowed as Carrie just huffed, "Yea, how else would he learn?"
"…Carrie, Haruto's dead."
Carrie paused mid-rant and Kurt gawked for a moment. They stared at him as if he'd randomly grown another head in their presence.
"…What?"
Mura sighed, "Drug overdose. His mom found him in his bathroom after no one had seen him in days. Heroin overdose."
"B-but I-I just saw him" Kurt protested.
"He's been dead for about two years" Mura murmured, frowning, "I'm sorry, I thought you guys knew."
Carrie gaped and Kurt felt…ill…
…Dead?
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The ferry ride home was silent, Hayato asleep in Carrie's lap. Kurt didn't know what to say and she was still…stunned. The woman kissed Hayato's forehead absently.
"Was there anything we could have done, Kurt?"
Kurt pondered over that for a moment before whispering, "Perhaps. But I think we both had other things on our minds…and, somewhere along, we just let everyone else go."
Carrie shook her head, wiping her eyes, "I…I would have…would I have died too?"
Kurt grimaced and hugged her against him, "No. We were fortunate, okay? We were very, very fortunate and we should be grateful."
"We can say that, right? We can say that because we're alive but Haruto? You went to school with him, right? You-you ever go over to his house?" she whimpered.
Kurt rubbed his temple, indeed, unfortunately, remembering how Haruto's house was, "His dad was a drunken discharged army salary man and his mom was, well, for lack of a better term, 'trailer trash' or pretty damn close to it."
"He always tried to stay away. Neither of them ever cared. Will…Will played off of that need in people to get away, to find a place to go to…the only one that fell in without a reason was me" she laughed bitterly, "But…he could play the guitar so well. I mean, he-he was a slacker but he could have done anything he wanted with that. But…no…"
Kurt kissed her forehead, shaking his head, not knowing what else to say. It was unfortunate.
…Somehow, though, he knew life would carry on and Haruto would become a distant memory…
And that…that also was very unfortunate. What had been the use…in any of it?
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Dictionary of terms:
Goemon- From the show, Lupin the 3rd…oddly is a samurai despite the show being set at least in the 80s or 90s…
Lupin- Lupin the 3rd is a playboy thief…like Steiner!
Inuyasha- half dog-demon with white hair and doggy ears…I miss Inuyasha!
Sasuke- EMO boy from Naruto XP
Meryl- From Magical Melody, Ronald's niece that's kind of…um, dark?
May- From various games like HM64, Back to Nature, Friends of Mineral Town, etc.
Mei- From Rune Factory, that really young looking one that could be 100 years old XP
Yue- From Rune Factory 2…that's about all I know.
Ceffiena- From the Island of Happiness. And I apologize for making all the glasses girls EVIL, I have glasses myself but alas…they need some spunk.