Chapter 3
Thanks to my reviewers. I know, it was going a little fast, but I was having a hard time describing pregnancy. It'll slow down now. Ku Raha shall be born.
Note to disclaimers: If I own it, I'll phone you. Don't expect a call.
Kari was pushing as hard as she possibly could. She felt overwhelmed... like it was impossible. But then, she felt all the tension suddenly release and the air filled with overwhelming sobs. Crying came from the mouth of the tiny infant of whom she had just delivered.
"Here is your child. It's a girl," one of the nurses smiled at Kari as she handed her the tiny figure. She was red in the face and had a couple blood stains. Her fuzzy hair was a tiny light brown. As Kari took her, she immidiatly stopped crying.
Kari held her up to her chest. She breathed hard as the baby nuzzled around in her arms. She held her tighter, but gently. What would she name her? She looked at the list she and Davis had made. It was long, devided in two collums, one for girl, other for boy. Black ink filled two pages. She remembered their conversation.
"I like Ria," he said thoughtfully. "Ria for girl, Donald for boy, maybe. I've always liked Donald."
"Hey, here's an intresting name; Ku Raha. I like it," Kari nodded as she flipped threw a book of baby names.
"I don't really," Davis had said. "To long. To hard. I could never say, 'Ku Raha'. Never."
She got out of her trance in memories. Suddenly, she grinned evily. Davis didn't matter. She hated him. Why not name her something she liked? It was her baby. Dai would never see it. He didn't deserve the honor of this beauty. She was hers. Hers. No one else's. Hers.
"What would you like to name it?"the nurse asked, taking a pen and notebook out of her pocket.
"Ku Raha," said Kari firmly. "Ku Raha Kiri Kamiya."
It was done. Ku gazed up into Kari's eyes, even though her own were hardly open. Her Momma's were brown. Brown. Brown like a... she didn't know anything brown yet. Someday she'd say chocolate brown, but she didn't know of chocolate yet.
"Ku," Kari said lullingly in a hushed, gentle voice. She kissed her baby on the top of her head. "Ku, I promise. I won't run like Daddy. I will be by you forever. Never will I leave you. I promise. I promise. I promise."
Ku relaxed herself in her arms. Momma would stay. Who was Daddy? What was a Daddy? What did he do? What had he done? This world was a lot more complicated than the other one. It was bigger. It was square, she thought someone had called it a room. She liked world Room better than world Tummy. Nicer. Cleaner. Whiter.
Kari started singing gently, a tiny, clear song. Like a bird. There seemed to be a chant in the background. 'Ku Raha, Ku Raha, Ku Raha, Ku Raha.' Ku sniffed a bit before falling to sleep. The world was calling to her. She was something. Ku Raha, she was a Ku Raha. What was a Ku Raha? She did not know.
"Hello?" Tai walked in an hour later, to find Kari, gently rocking Ku back and forth. He looked at the whole sceen. First he saw Kari, eyes closed, an expression of peace on her face. He thought she was sleeping. Then he saw a baby, dressed only in a blanket on the bed in her cradling arms. Boy or girl? Tai did not know. The room was white and clean, and Kari was neatly tucked in. It was hard to believe that earlier there had been so much hurt and denial.
He hated Davis. He despized him. First getting her pregnant and kicked out of the house, now abandoning her, like she was a toy he had begged to have, but didn't want anymore. Where would she go? How could she take care of two lives when it was hard enough taking care of one? He hoped Matt would reply soon, he hoped he had an answer to atleast one of the questions.
Their parents were still furious. The Kamiya family was a 'proper' family. It did not put up with 'mistakes'. It was not proper for a fifteen- year-old girl to get pregnant. Preganancy was for 25 years and plus. That was the proper way. The Kamiyas were proper.
"Kar?" Tai asked softly.
"Yea?" Kari replied with a tired but content expression on her face. Her head leaned over on her left shoulder. Her eyes were just half open and she looked at peace, not a bit shocked or angry, but at peace. Content with the world.
"Well," Tai walked over and seated himseld at the side of her bed. It was hard, but soft at the same time. Like wood coated with a million pillows. He felt it sink down as he sat. He was weighted down with the weight of worry. It was Kari's problem, but Tai was a worrier. It was in his nature. Just the way he was. When he went to the fair he worried it would rain. If something to really fear actually did come up, he'd worry worse. AND he'd make it his duty to help solve it. Especially when it envolved HIS little sister. When the chips were down, she knew she could count on him. Unless, of course, the chips were edible. Edible chips were a different matter, especially especially if thet were garlic.
"Well what?" Kari asked, knowing what to expect. Tai had so much to say. He could say, 'Well, what are you going to do?' or 'Well, how d'you feel?' or 'Well, I'm outta here, ba bye!' She knew he would never say the last one. That was Davis' 'well' answer. The word well was such a horrible word to use now. 'Well' meant 'good'. She was not good, yet 'Well' usually associated itself with doom, or anger, or angst.
"Well, who do we have here?" Tai tried to force a smile, chosing the pleasantest of his 'well' replies. He looked at the baby. It was cute and small, Tai had to smile for real. Definately took after Kari. He grinned as he thought when it would be older. Whenever it was bad it could just say, "The Davis side did it." It would be the truth.
"Her name is Ku Raha Kiri Kamiya," Kari smiled at him, holding her up for Tai to see. "Ku, this is Tai," she whispered to her.
"She's gorgeous," Tai took her from Kari's hands and rocked it like she had. He held her head up to his face and admired every tiny detail. She was beautiful. Every perfectly placed hair and eyelash, every line on her lip, everything looked so serene and detailed, perfectly molded.
As he held her, he thought.
"I always thought the first grandchild would come from me and my wife, whoever that will be," he grinned as the words crept through his head. Wife? Him, have a wife? Karleen, then Marla, then Nina had dumped him. He wasn't enough to keep them satisfied. He was too boyish, with all his crazy ideas and games. Too silly. The night Karleen had dumped him, that's what she had said, "You're too childish. You don't even want a serious relationship. What's with you and being virgin?"
The words cut across his mind. What was with him and being virgin? He had never wanted otherwise. He had never met a girl who he had wanted to do 'it' with. He had never felt ready, mature enough. Mature, he was, but not ready for a baby. He wasn't like other kids. He thought of the consiquences.
"Kari," he said after a few minutes.
"Uh huh?" she asked drowsily.
"Well," he began with the horrible word again. "Where will you live?"
"I dunno," she replied, looking worried.
"Well, I have a friend, an very old friend, named Matt. He has a brother, TK, who has an appartement of his own. You know him from along time ago. You won't really remember each other, but Kari," he said and his voice lowered. "Kari, he'll give you one of his rooms for free. You'll have a place to live, Kari! It's a little less than an hour away from here, but I could still visit you almost everyday. Kari, you could live there!"
"Are you sure?" she asked. "I mean, he's a stranger. God knows what...., I mean I'm a mother... Tai, are you sure?"
"I trust him with all my heart," he replied.
Kari looked at Tai, and then at Ku. She sighed. It was the only way.
"When will I leave?" she asked.
Tai nearly jumped for joy.
"Whenever you leave the hospital."
OK, do you like it? I know, it was a kind of slow chapter, but I hope it wasn't too boring. This was short, but I'll try to update soon and make the next chapter longer!
Oh, I like reviews, and especially love contructive critism. Tell me, how could I improve it, or what would you like to see? Bye!
Thanks to my reviewers. I know, it was going a little fast, but I was having a hard time describing pregnancy. It'll slow down now. Ku Raha shall be born.
Note to disclaimers: If I own it, I'll phone you. Don't expect a call.
Kari was pushing as hard as she possibly could. She felt overwhelmed... like it was impossible. But then, she felt all the tension suddenly release and the air filled with overwhelming sobs. Crying came from the mouth of the tiny infant of whom she had just delivered.
"Here is your child. It's a girl," one of the nurses smiled at Kari as she handed her the tiny figure. She was red in the face and had a couple blood stains. Her fuzzy hair was a tiny light brown. As Kari took her, she immidiatly stopped crying.
Kari held her up to her chest. She breathed hard as the baby nuzzled around in her arms. She held her tighter, but gently. What would she name her? She looked at the list she and Davis had made. It was long, devided in two collums, one for girl, other for boy. Black ink filled two pages. She remembered their conversation.
"I like Ria," he said thoughtfully. "Ria for girl, Donald for boy, maybe. I've always liked Donald."
"Hey, here's an intresting name; Ku Raha. I like it," Kari nodded as she flipped threw a book of baby names.
"I don't really," Davis had said. "To long. To hard. I could never say, 'Ku Raha'. Never."
She got out of her trance in memories. Suddenly, she grinned evily. Davis didn't matter. She hated him. Why not name her something she liked? It was her baby. Dai would never see it. He didn't deserve the honor of this beauty. She was hers. Hers. No one else's. Hers.
"What would you like to name it?"the nurse asked, taking a pen and notebook out of her pocket.
"Ku Raha," said Kari firmly. "Ku Raha Kiri Kamiya."
It was done. Ku gazed up into Kari's eyes, even though her own were hardly open. Her Momma's were brown. Brown. Brown like a... she didn't know anything brown yet. Someday she'd say chocolate brown, but she didn't know of chocolate yet.
"Ku," Kari said lullingly in a hushed, gentle voice. She kissed her baby on the top of her head. "Ku, I promise. I won't run like Daddy. I will be by you forever. Never will I leave you. I promise. I promise. I promise."
Ku relaxed herself in her arms. Momma would stay. Who was Daddy? What was a Daddy? What did he do? What had he done? This world was a lot more complicated than the other one. It was bigger. It was square, she thought someone had called it a room. She liked world Room better than world Tummy. Nicer. Cleaner. Whiter.
Kari started singing gently, a tiny, clear song. Like a bird. There seemed to be a chant in the background. 'Ku Raha, Ku Raha, Ku Raha, Ku Raha.' Ku sniffed a bit before falling to sleep. The world was calling to her. She was something. Ku Raha, she was a Ku Raha. What was a Ku Raha? She did not know.
"Hello?" Tai walked in an hour later, to find Kari, gently rocking Ku back and forth. He looked at the whole sceen. First he saw Kari, eyes closed, an expression of peace on her face. He thought she was sleeping. Then he saw a baby, dressed only in a blanket on the bed in her cradling arms. Boy or girl? Tai did not know. The room was white and clean, and Kari was neatly tucked in. It was hard to believe that earlier there had been so much hurt and denial.
He hated Davis. He despized him. First getting her pregnant and kicked out of the house, now abandoning her, like she was a toy he had begged to have, but didn't want anymore. Where would she go? How could she take care of two lives when it was hard enough taking care of one? He hoped Matt would reply soon, he hoped he had an answer to atleast one of the questions.
Their parents were still furious. The Kamiya family was a 'proper' family. It did not put up with 'mistakes'. It was not proper for a fifteen- year-old girl to get pregnant. Preganancy was for 25 years and plus. That was the proper way. The Kamiyas were proper.
"Kar?" Tai asked softly.
"Yea?" Kari replied with a tired but content expression on her face. Her head leaned over on her left shoulder. Her eyes were just half open and she looked at peace, not a bit shocked or angry, but at peace. Content with the world.
"Well," Tai walked over and seated himseld at the side of her bed. It was hard, but soft at the same time. Like wood coated with a million pillows. He felt it sink down as he sat. He was weighted down with the weight of worry. It was Kari's problem, but Tai was a worrier. It was in his nature. Just the way he was. When he went to the fair he worried it would rain. If something to really fear actually did come up, he'd worry worse. AND he'd make it his duty to help solve it. Especially when it envolved HIS little sister. When the chips were down, she knew she could count on him. Unless, of course, the chips were edible. Edible chips were a different matter, especially especially if thet were garlic.
"Well what?" Kari asked, knowing what to expect. Tai had so much to say. He could say, 'Well, what are you going to do?' or 'Well, how d'you feel?' or 'Well, I'm outta here, ba bye!' She knew he would never say the last one. That was Davis' 'well' answer. The word well was such a horrible word to use now. 'Well' meant 'good'. She was not good, yet 'Well' usually associated itself with doom, or anger, or angst.
"Well, who do we have here?" Tai tried to force a smile, chosing the pleasantest of his 'well' replies. He looked at the baby. It was cute and small, Tai had to smile for real. Definately took after Kari. He grinned as he thought when it would be older. Whenever it was bad it could just say, "The Davis side did it." It would be the truth.
"Her name is Ku Raha Kiri Kamiya," Kari smiled at him, holding her up for Tai to see. "Ku, this is Tai," she whispered to her.
"She's gorgeous," Tai took her from Kari's hands and rocked it like she had. He held her head up to his face and admired every tiny detail. She was beautiful. Every perfectly placed hair and eyelash, every line on her lip, everything looked so serene and detailed, perfectly molded.
As he held her, he thought.
"I always thought the first grandchild would come from me and my wife, whoever that will be," he grinned as the words crept through his head. Wife? Him, have a wife? Karleen, then Marla, then Nina had dumped him. He wasn't enough to keep them satisfied. He was too boyish, with all his crazy ideas and games. Too silly. The night Karleen had dumped him, that's what she had said, "You're too childish. You don't even want a serious relationship. What's with you and being virgin?"
The words cut across his mind. What was with him and being virgin? He had never wanted otherwise. He had never met a girl who he had wanted to do 'it' with. He had never felt ready, mature enough. Mature, he was, but not ready for a baby. He wasn't like other kids. He thought of the consiquences.
"Kari," he said after a few minutes.
"Uh huh?" she asked drowsily.
"Well," he began with the horrible word again. "Where will you live?"
"I dunno," she replied, looking worried.
"Well, I have a friend, an very old friend, named Matt. He has a brother, TK, who has an appartement of his own. You know him from along time ago. You won't really remember each other, but Kari," he said and his voice lowered. "Kari, he'll give you one of his rooms for free. You'll have a place to live, Kari! It's a little less than an hour away from here, but I could still visit you almost everyday. Kari, you could live there!"
"Are you sure?" she asked. "I mean, he's a stranger. God knows what...., I mean I'm a mother... Tai, are you sure?"
"I trust him with all my heart," he replied.
Kari looked at Tai, and then at Ku. She sighed. It was the only way.
"When will I leave?" she asked.
Tai nearly jumped for joy.
"Whenever you leave the hospital."
OK, do you like it? I know, it was a kind of slow chapter, but I hope it wasn't too boring. This was short, but I'll try to update soon and make the next chapter longer!
Oh, I like reviews, and especially love contructive critism. Tell me, how could I improve it, or what would you like to see? Bye!