Wolf Children
I don't own "Wolf Children"
Soooo, yeah… here we go… and now, just because I put the title at the end of the last chapter doesn't mean that I ended the story… That would be cruel, to many things to fill :P… maybe I SHOULD do it, just to be mean… jejej JK
Chapter 21
The plane had just arrived to the airport and everybody was stepping out. Everybody seemed to be with their family or be dealing with some job situation, except for a young boy. He looked as if he were 15 and only carried a backpack.
When he was done with everything in the airport, he stepped into a cab and told the driver to take him to 'Clarke Street'. The driver just had a surprised look; Clarke Street only had one house there. It was a huge mansion, which took up most of the land. There lived one of the richest families of the United Kingdom. Yet the driver still drove.
The ride was a long one, so the driver tried to make conversation with the young man. "So you are part of the Lerwick family?" the driver spoke with a very thick british accent.
The young man, who had being staring out the window for most of the ride, turned to the driver and said, "Yeah, I was raised there with my mother but then left to Japan to live with my Dad."
"Really?" the driver reply, "so Mr. Lerwick how is-"
The driver was interrupted by the boy, "My surname is not Lerwick, its Hearne, Takeshi Hearne."
'He's partly Japanese' the driver thought, 'but his English is really fluid for a foreigner.' Takeshi just sat back again and started to stare out the window. They were almost there. The taxi started to make a turn in front of a huge white gate. There where to guards standing there.
Takeshi got of the cab and paid the driver. As soon as he started to approach the gate, both guards recognized him and bowed their heads. "Welcome Master Takeshi." They both said at the same time.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Takeshi said, shrugging it off. Both gates started to part and Takeshi just stepped in. In the side there was another guard standing, next to a jeep. Takeshi threw his backpack into it and entered the jeep. The guard started the engine and started to drive.
An half an hour later Takeshi was back in his room, he had already unpacked the few things he had and was laying in his bed staring at a picture. Sometime, before Takeshi had invited Yuki home, he had managed to take a picture of her. She was sitting by the old tree near the field eating her lunch. In that moment she was smiling as she stared up the clouds. Takeshi had just taken that picture to research if she was a wolf child, but instead ended up treasuring that photo more than any of his other possessions.
All of the sudden his door was opened and in the other side stood a woman. She didn't seem older that her forties, had long blond hair and crystal blue eyes. "Takeshi? You are back?" She said with a really soft voice.
Immediately Takeshi tucked the picture into a pocket in his shirt. "Yes Susana, I am back." He replied with an annoyed tone.
"Takeshi, I have told various times not to call me by my name. I am your Mother, address me like I am." Susana said still with a soft voice, but still seemed angry.
"Whatever." He replied as he passed her and went out his room. The whole house had the aspect of a castle. He sat down in the dining table and around five maids came by fixing him dinner and the plates. As one of the maids started to lay down a fork on the table he gentle place his hand over hers, "Please give me chopsticks, I'm kind of used to eating in a japans style."
The maid nodded and immediately changed all the arrangement and set it up in a Japanese style. As Takeshi began eating a man started to approach him from behind. He looked similar to Susana, Takeshi's mother, same blond hair and blue eyes. The only difference was that he had a rougher and bigger structure.
The man placed a huge hand on Takeshi's shoulder, "What have you done to my little sister now, Takeshi?"
Takeshi let his chopsticks down into the bowl, "Hey Uncle," Takeshi said as he pushed himself off the table, "no need to worry, I'll behave better."
The man let out a low scruffy laugh, "Don't worry, your Mom has to learn that the world is not as sweet as she thinks."
Takeshi just walked away, back towards a large glass door. It lead to a wonderful garden, which looked much more impressive now that the sun was setting. Once again Takeshi took out the picture from his pocket and looked at it. This was his life from now on, but he swore to himself that he would never forget her. Ever.
So yeah, I told you I'd do a chapter about Takeshi…. Maybe I'll wright another one, if you liked it….