Disclaimer: If you're reading this, you undoubtedly know that Kare Kano
isn't mine. I'll let you all know anyway, just in case by some miracle you
might happen to think that I own anything more than a debt on E-Bay. Kare
Kano isn't mine.
Author's Note: Well, FFN is down. Which sucks for us all. This is the fourth chapter I'm writing in one night, but I could only post the first two. Sad, isn't it? I thought so. Here's another fun fic in the land of Kazuma/Tsubasa. Most of you probably know what's coming up this time, but hey- I try to be original even if it fails miserably. This one will probably be extremely short, since I wanted to post this in the third chapter but didn't. Ah, well- I really liked the way I ended it anyway. ^__^*
In this chapter: Hiromi speaks with Kazuma about remarriage.
Enjoy!!
Chapter 4:
Like Everyone Else
He didn't hear the first knock on his door.
Or the second.
Or the third.
By the time his mother knocked a fourth time, the song was over, and he heard her. If she was irritated when he finally answered, she didn't show it.
"Kazuma, can we talk?"
"Sure," he replied, confusion evident in his eyes. He followed his mom to the dining room, where they both pulled out a chair and sat down.
"So, what's up?" he asked.
His mom looked at him and he immediately knew it was something serious. She never looked at him that way unless it was something serious. He was either in trouble with the law, or someone had died. He hadn't done anything illegal anytime recently, so he was guessing someone had gone to the great big rock concert in the sky.
"Who died?" he asked, voicing his thoughts.
She looked startled. "Huh?"
"You look like someone died."
"No, no one died," she replied, shaking her head swiftly.
"Oh." Well, that idea was out. What else could it be? Maybe he had done something illegal recently..... Could you break the law without knowing it? Probably. He had heard that in some places it was against the law to do weird stuff- like count cows and stuff like that. He hadn't counted any cows recently, but he had stopped and stared at a squirrel that had ran out in front of him when he had been walking to school. But really, that was just-
"Kazuma," she began. His thoughts came to an abrupt halt, and he devoted his attention to her. "You know I spend a lot of time at the hospital." He nodded, and she continued. "Well, you see, one day I was running some errands and I bumped into a man. Literally. Well, it ended up that the man's daughter was a patient."
"Okay," he replied.
"Okay. Right. So we began to talk, and we met up again a few days later. Well, he asked me out, and we started to go on dates. Remember the man I told you about a few days ago?"
"Yeah." He had no idea what she was talking about.
"Okay, well it's the same guy, you see? And I really like him, and he really likes me. We really like each other. You know I haven't really done any dating since your father, but I thought it was about time to give it another go."
"Mm-hmm."
"So we dated for a while, and we decided that we might like to get married." She waited for the shock of that to sick in, but his face remained the same. "Now, I know this comes as a shock to you, but I want you to know that I won't do anything without your approval. I really do love Shibahime-san, and I think we could make a nice life together. I think you'll really like him."
"Mom," Kazuma interrupted. She stopped. "I just want you to be happy. Whatever you want is fine by me. I really don't care what you do, as long as you're happy."
She looked at him, then continued. "He's got a daughter your age. They're a rich family, but they're not snobs. He's very kind, and caring. She seems nice too, although I haven't met her yet. I've only seen her from the door of her room. I didn't want to get her upset during her recovery."
"Mom." She stopped again. "I told you already. I'm fine with it. I'm fine with whatever you decide. Please don't worry about me. Just do what you want to. It's okay with me."
She looked at him hopefully. "Really?"
"Really."
"You're sure?"
He laughed. "Yes! Mom, I'm sure. Just do what you want."
She smiled and nodded. "Okay, then."
"Okay." He waited a moment, then got up. "I'm going back to my room now."
"Okay. Have fun."
He nodded and walked back to his room. Once the door was shut behind him, he turned on some music and laid down on his bed.
This man his mother wanted to marry had a daughter his age. He was being honest when he said that he didn't care what his mother did. He really only wanted her to be happy. Besides, he couldn't imagine not liking a guy that his mom had picked out. He was a little worried, of course, but he knew he had to support her. It must be difficult for her to deal with all the stress of her job alone. She needed someone there to support her.
Someone besides her son.
He sighed and turned to face the ceiling. But this man's daughter, he wondered what she was like. There might be some problems with the band if they found out about her. They were all really nice guys, but they tended to be a little too..... forward when it came to women. If they knew that he lived in the same house as a girl his age, there might be some issues.
Well, he'd worry about that when it came up. Right now, he wondered what she was like. Could she possibly be the sibling that he was waiting for?
He hoped so.
Otherwise, what point was there in getting a sister? He shouldn't get too attached to the idea. She might turn out to be just like everyone else.
In fact, she probably would be. His mom said these people were rich, right? If you're rich, there's just a certain way you act that's different than if you're poor. How would she react when she saw him? He knew he couldn't pretend to be something that he wasn't, but he didn't want to be too intimidating either. If he scared her off, he would never forgive himself.
Then again, if he scared her off, then she really was not the person he was looking for. If he scared her off, she would be just like everyone else.
Exactly like everyone else.
Author's Note: Well, FFN is down. Which sucks for us all. This is the fourth chapter I'm writing in one night, but I could only post the first two. Sad, isn't it? I thought so. Here's another fun fic in the land of Kazuma/Tsubasa. Most of you probably know what's coming up this time, but hey- I try to be original even if it fails miserably. This one will probably be extremely short, since I wanted to post this in the third chapter but didn't. Ah, well- I really liked the way I ended it anyway. ^__^*
In this chapter: Hiromi speaks with Kazuma about remarriage.
Enjoy!!
Chapter 4:
Like Everyone Else
He didn't hear the first knock on his door.
Or the second.
Or the third.
By the time his mother knocked a fourth time, the song was over, and he heard her. If she was irritated when he finally answered, she didn't show it.
"Kazuma, can we talk?"
"Sure," he replied, confusion evident in his eyes. He followed his mom to the dining room, where they both pulled out a chair and sat down.
"So, what's up?" he asked.
His mom looked at him and he immediately knew it was something serious. She never looked at him that way unless it was something serious. He was either in trouble with the law, or someone had died. He hadn't done anything illegal anytime recently, so he was guessing someone had gone to the great big rock concert in the sky.
"Who died?" he asked, voicing his thoughts.
She looked startled. "Huh?"
"You look like someone died."
"No, no one died," she replied, shaking her head swiftly.
"Oh." Well, that idea was out. What else could it be? Maybe he had done something illegal recently..... Could you break the law without knowing it? Probably. He had heard that in some places it was against the law to do weird stuff- like count cows and stuff like that. He hadn't counted any cows recently, but he had stopped and stared at a squirrel that had ran out in front of him when he had been walking to school. But really, that was just-
"Kazuma," she began. His thoughts came to an abrupt halt, and he devoted his attention to her. "You know I spend a lot of time at the hospital." He nodded, and she continued. "Well, you see, one day I was running some errands and I bumped into a man. Literally. Well, it ended up that the man's daughter was a patient."
"Okay," he replied.
"Okay. Right. So we began to talk, and we met up again a few days later. Well, he asked me out, and we started to go on dates. Remember the man I told you about a few days ago?"
"Yeah." He had no idea what she was talking about.
"Okay, well it's the same guy, you see? And I really like him, and he really likes me. We really like each other. You know I haven't really done any dating since your father, but I thought it was about time to give it another go."
"Mm-hmm."
"So we dated for a while, and we decided that we might like to get married." She waited for the shock of that to sick in, but his face remained the same. "Now, I know this comes as a shock to you, but I want you to know that I won't do anything without your approval. I really do love Shibahime-san, and I think we could make a nice life together. I think you'll really like him."
"Mom," Kazuma interrupted. She stopped. "I just want you to be happy. Whatever you want is fine by me. I really don't care what you do, as long as you're happy."
She looked at him, then continued. "He's got a daughter your age. They're a rich family, but they're not snobs. He's very kind, and caring. She seems nice too, although I haven't met her yet. I've only seen her from the door of her room. I didn't want to get her upset during her recovery."
"Mom." She stopped again. "I told you already. I'm fine with it. I'm fine with whatever you decide. Please don't worry about me. Just do what you want to. It's okay with me."
She looked at him hopefully. "Really?"
"Really."
"You're sure?"
He laughed. "Yes! Mom, I'm sure. Just do what you want."
She smiled and nodded. "Okay, then."
"Okay." He waited a moment, then got up. "I'm going back to my room now."
"Okay. Have fun."
He nodded and walked back to his room. Once the door was shut behind him, he turned on some music and laid down on his bed.
This man his mother wanted to marry had a daughter his age. He was being honest when he said that he didn't care what his mother did. He really only wanted her to be happy. Besides, he couldn't imagine not liking a guy that his mom had picked out. He was a little worried, of course, but he knew he had to support her. It must be difficult for her to deal with all the stress of her job alone. She needed someone there to support her.
Someone besides her son.
He sighed and turned to face the ceiling. But this man's daughter, he wondered what she was like. There might be some problems with the band if they found out about her. They were all really nice guys, but they tended to be a little too..... forward when it came to women. If they knew that he lived in the same house as a girl his age, there might be some issues.
Well, he'd worry about that when it came up. Right now, he wondered what she was like. Could she possibly be the sibling that he was waiting for?
He hoped so.
Otherwise, what point was there in getting a sister? He shouldn't get too attached to the idea. She might turn out to be just like everyone else.
In fact, she probably would be. His mom said these people were rich, right? If you're rich, there's just a certain way you act that's different than if you're poor. How would she react when she saw him? He knew he couldn't pretend to be something that he wasn't, but he didn't want to be too intimidating either. If he scared her off, he would never forgive himself.
Then again, if he scared her off, then she really was not the person he was looking for. If he scared her off, she would be just like everyone else.
Exactly like everyone else.