Drabble Thirty-Three: Goodbyes
"I'm leaving now, Dad. I'm going to be a Storm Hawk."
His back is to me as I speak. I didn't expect him to turn around, and he didn't.
He just grunted. "Good. Maybe it'll toughen you up."
I stand there, wanting to say something to him, but unable to find the words. I could tell him that I love him, but he'd only dismiss that as being weak. To my surprise, he spoke again. "You still using those busters?"
I nod. "Yeah..."
"Your aunt is a fool... She never should have given them to you. They make you weak."
I turn away from him. "According to you, I was born weak, Dad."
"Well those things sure don't help any," he snaps. "Your mother would be ashamed if she saw you."
"Mother's not around anymore. You drove her away, remember." I hold back the tears in my eyes; they would only give him satisfaction. "I'm going now."
Finally he did turn around as I strode away. "Son..."
I turn to face him. "What?"
"Don't be getting yourself killed, you hear?" He was quick to add, "Those busters you're wearing are worth a lot of money after all."
I turn and walk away. "Yeah I know... Goodbye."
A/N Yeah... I dunno why, but I figured that Junko would have a strained relationship with his father because of him being so different than other Wallops...