Cradling his rice bowl in his hands as he sat at their round wooden table,
he smiled happily at his mother, who was sitting across from him. She was
smiling too, nibbling at her food bit by bit. The warmth of the house
comforted him, where Hiryuu's company left off. It made him feel a lot
better to have a companion his age while he was stuck here. But the good
factors of staying did overcome the bad factors, yet, he really did feel
alone. But right now, he was happily eating his dinner. His mother's
cooking was always good, one reason why Shuu just always had to come with
him to visit. But not this time.
"This is great mom..." he smiled, smoothing the soft taste of rice and
tangy veggies and the taste of the wood of his chopsticks out of his mouth.
He was glad to see her laugh.
"Thank you, very much Shin..." she giggles, and wiped her hands gently in her cloth napkin. "You're such a good boy..." This bothered him, when would she ever see that he isn't a little boy anymore?
"Well, I didn't get my talents from nowhere mom." he smiled, and scooped some more of his rice into his mouth. They remained quiet for a bit, silently eating their food, enjoying the moment, but Shin then saw the look on her face that meant she wanted to say something. Something important. He stopped eating once he heard her sigh, and set down her utensils. "What's wrong?" he asked gently, as if trying to make her feel better with his words. She smiled weakly.
"Shin, my dear son..." she sighed. "I'm, really sorry..."
"For what?" he smiled nervously. "I don't remember you doing anything wrong..."
"Well, I kind of did... I should have told you this sooner, but..." she sighed. "Oh, just forget it for now, I'll tell you when I feel you're ready to know."
"But, what are you-"
"Not another word." she laughed, and got up from her seat, picking up her bowl. "When you're done eating, you can clear the table for me, ok? I want to go count the money in the register." And she walked off. That was strange he thought. And, leaving him alone again, alone with his thoughts, he kept on eating forgot about it, and thought about what he would do tomorrow.
**** Exhausted, Shin leaned against the door leaning to the shop, after shutting it, or slamming it. He took heavy breaths, and he was starting to feel rather claustrophobic as that mob felt as if it was growing. As his mother expected, the sale was a big success, and wearing their formal kimonos all day attracted their attention. Taking a deep breath, he was ready for his break. In the kitchen, where the warm afternoon sun brought in perfect light and made everything glow, he relaxed his mind as he made himself some lunch. A simple sandwich would do, but his sandwiches were more than just simple. He slowly closed the fridge door, holding all the ingredients he'll be needing.
"Hey Shin! I like your kimono." he turned swiftly, and gasped loudly.
"HI! I mean, HEllo!" he squeaked, panting wildly, and setting down all his stuff on the counter. He stared at her with wide eyes, and he felt his face burn a bright shade of red. Geeze... He thought. Here I am, alone, in the kitchen, with a pretty young woman... I am so going to screw up...
"Thank you, very much Shin..." she giggles, and wiped her hands gently in her cloth napkin. "You're such a good boy..." This bothered him, when would she ever see that he isn't a little boy anymore?
"Well, I didn't get my talents from nowhere mom." he smiled, and scooped some more of his rice into his mouth. They remained quiet for a bit, silently eating their food, enjoying the moment, but Shin then saw the look on her face that meant she wanted to say something. Something important. He stopped eating once he heard her sigh, and set down her utensils. "What's wrong?" he asked gently, as if trying to make her feel better with his words. She smiled weakly.
"Shin, my dear son..." she sighed. "I'm, really sorry..."
"For what?" he smiled nervously. "I don't remember you doing anything wrong..."
"Well, I kind of did... I should have told you this sooner, but..." she sighed. "Oh, just forget it for now, I'll tell you when I feel you're ready to know."
"But, what are you-"
"Not another word." she laughed, and got up from her seat, picking up her bowl. "When you're done eating, you can clear the table for me, ok? I want to go count the money in the register." And she walked off. That was strange he thought. And, leaving him alone again, alone with his thoughts, he kept on eating forgot about it, and thought about what he would do tomorrow.
**** Exhausted, Shin leaned against the door leaning to the shop, after shutting it, or slamming it. He took heavy breaths, and he was starting to feel rather claustrophobic as that mob felt as if it was growing. As his mother expected, the sale was a big success, and wearing their formal kimonos all day attracted their attention. Taking a deep breath, he was ready for his break. In the kitchen, where the warm afternoon sun brought in perfect light and made everything glow, he relaxed his mind as he made himself some lunch. A simple sandwich would do, but his sandwiches were more than just simple. He slowly closed the fridge door, holding all the ingredients he'll be needing.
"Hey Shin! I like your kimono." he turned swiftly, and gasped loudly.
"HI! I mean, HEllo!" he squeaked, panting wildly, and setting down all his stuff on the counter. He stared at her with wide eyes, and he felt his face burn a bright shade of red. Geeze... He thought. Here I am, alone, in the kitchen, with a pretty young woman... I am so going to screw up...