Oh.. Next chapter! What happens? Thanks for the flame, digimonrule. I feel so much better now. I know I love Takari too but all this coldness will eventually turn out to niceness. So do not flame me. Please. So next chapter..

~Meanwhile~

Takeru was in the school library looking up old yearbooks. He got to the year 1966 and opened up the pages. He looked at all of them carefully and saw the picture of his mother. Then he reached into his pocket and took out another picture which was her mother and another man standing next to her.

He found the name and memorized it.

~Later~

"Did you understand it?"

"Yes, sir." Everyone replied.

"I'll go over it once again. Did you all see that?" The teacher said as he did the problem again.

He started erasing it and everyone complained.

"I want you to understand it, not memorize it. The formulas are all in your books. What's important in math is not what's already proven but the curiosity to go even further." "Now who wants to try it?"

All the students pretended to be busy and were trying to get the notes they missed.

The teacher looked up and saw Takeru at the very top.

"Um. student. Yes you up there. Why don't you come down and try it?" All the students looked up and stared at the quiet boy.

He came down slowly and took a deep breath.

"Now, it's just to see if understood it. If you didn't, don't let it discourage you. Just try your best."

He picked up the chalk and started writing. All the students started whispering about the brilliant kid who was doing the problem like it was a natural thing and the teacher too just stared trying to understand it also. He fixed his glasses to make sure it was reading it correctly.

Takeru finally finished and put down the chalk.

"Well. I haven't seen this problem before. Mind telling me who wrote it?"

"Does it matter who wrote it?" Takeru replied.

"No. but." The teacher began but he saw under his coat the high school uniform. "Wait, you're a high school student?"

Takeru nodded.

All the students started whispering about how smart he had to be to do college work.

~After class~

Takeru was walking out of the building when the teacher called out to him.

"Hey student!"

Takeru turned around. "Yes?"

"Didn't you come to see me? To get lessons right?" "You must be very good in math so if you want I'll be glad to be your tutor."

"Dad!" Daisuke yelled from behind.

Takeru looked up and stared at him a moment and walked away.

"Oh, son. What are you doing here?"

"I thought we could go home together."

"Yes, what a good idea. Let me just finish." he said as he looked back to find Takeru gone.

"What is it?"

"Oh nothing."

~Later~

Takeru walked into his home and greeted the gardener. The house wasn't that much big and wasn't that very elegant looking but it had a homely feeling to it. So Takeru was glad.

"Oh, your mother is home." The gardener said before going back to work.

Takeru nodded and walked back into the house like his own grumpy self. He got changed out of the uniform and into normal sweats and a shirt. Then he went into the dining room and took a seat across from his mother.

In the room was a beautiful piano and a picture of his mother playing the piano when she was younger, and of course the table. It wasn't that big but it wasn't that small either.

They started to eat without saying a word until Takeru said, "I heard you have a piano concert tour in Japan."

"Yeah, but I wanted to see how you were doing."

He continued eating and said, "When are you leaving?"

She smiled and said, "I know you don't want me here. Don't worry, I'm booked for a flight tomorrow."

He looked up at her then looked down again.

"So now that you have your wish of coming here, do you like it here?" "You're so strange. Why do you want to go to that school when you could've gone to America."

"It's your alma mater. And also where you met father."

"Who's your father?" She said having a slight annoyed face.

He looked up at her and with a slight stare said, "You tell me. Who's my father?"

She looked surprised then she said knowingly, "He doesn't exist. He's dead." Then she looked down and picked at her rice.

"And anyway, after the concert tour, we're moving to the States. I thought you should know that." She said quickly before standing up and leaving the room.

~Elsewhere~

Daisuke laughed and said, "If that's true, he must be a genius."

His father smiled and said, "A teacher is happiest when he's kept on his toes by a student."

Daisuke's mother drank some water. "And you think he's from Daisuke's school?" She asked her husband.

"Yes." He replied with a nod.

Then she gave him a nudge. "That math genius is from your school?"

He put down his chopsticks. "Well, as far as I know, no one's that good. Maybe except Hikari. She's the best math student."

His mother nudged him again. "Hey, look at your flattering her again."

"Oh that reminds me." Daisuke's father started to say. "Her father's memorial day is coming up."

Daisuke looked up from his food. "Really?"

His father nodded. "Want to come along?"

"Sure." Daisuke replied.

Daisuke's mother looked at her husband. "Really, how many years has it been? You're so dedicated."

"Dear." He said in a slight grumpy mood.

His mother looked away too. Daisuke could feel the tension building up and he grabbed one of the teriyaki shrimp his mother made for dinner and he ate it.

"Wow. This is out of this world. Mom, you make the best food."

"Hey. Don't make a fuss. And stop eating with your hands." She said.

"Try this, dad." He said, picking up another one and gave it to his dad.

His father ate it and watched as Daisuke fed one to his mom too.

~Outside~

Takeru was standing outside, staring in through the window and he looked down, depressed. Wishing that he had a father and had a peaceful life also.

Wow that was a short chapter. Well compared to my other one. I'll upload next chapter asap. Which is sometime this week. I swear. And yes Takeru will be nicer. Maybe.. lol R + R!