In this chapter : The cute couple starts to check for houses… will they find one?
A/N : Yay! 20 chapters! n.n And it's not over yet. Still have some twists coming. Major events will be unfolded in some chapters (including the reason why… meh not telling 'cause I'll spoil everything >=]).
Reminiscence
Chapter 20 : House Checkin' - Part 1
I tried not to act like a fangirl when Jin came back home, about 3 hours after I woke up. I'm still cold so I'm wrapped up around one of those fluffy blankets, except for that I'm feeling much better.
"What were you up to during the time I was gone?"
"Nothing much… ran a few times to the bathroom, watched TV, I've probably fell asleep also."
"Are you hungry?"
I haven't ate anything for the past 24 hours and I'm still not very hungry. Maybe enough for a soup, something like that. "Not really." And from the look on his face, I can tell he's starting to worry about me once again. I usually eat a lot, move a lot as well, and it's not in my habits to not eat anything for that long.
"At least I want you to try to eat something. Doesn't have to be a big meal. How about a sandwich?"
"I give up. OK, let's go for a sandwich." Give up… how can I give up actually? I haven't even tried to fight back.
"Alright, I'll make you one." I love it when he smiles this way. Innocent yet not at all. I consider myself lucky to be with him, since I used to litterally hate him. I could have pushed him away or he could have done the same thing, although I think he wouldn't have done such a thing. He's way too forgiving to do that. Or maybe I'm wrong… maybe he could have done it with that demonic side of his. Or maybe not. Oh well.
Whoooo that sounded so weird… never mind my thoughts.
"Oh yeah… I started checking for houses while I was on break… found two we might like. Here, take a look at the ads in the newspaper" he says as he hands it to me.
"Two stories, 7 rooms, quiet neighbours, garden, outside pool, garage… yep, very nice. Says we could go when we want."
He walks to me and points to another ad. "Check this one."
"Two stories, finished basement, 10 rooms, no neighours for a mile, outside pool, garage, furniture available." My face probably looks like a 100 watts lightbulb. I radiate joy! Heh… OK, that was a bit exagerated. The point is that maybe we've found the perfect place, which would be awesome. I still can't believe it… my own house. With someone I love. Couldn't be better than this. Yeah we could have kids but duh… unless we adopt we won't.
"Let's check the first one tomorrow morning. In case you wonder, my Wednesday mornings are free so I'll be able to spend some time with you."
"Great! OK… we should call them first, right?"
"Yeah. I'm gonna call as soon as I'm done with your sandwich. What do you want in it?"
"Ham… mayo… lettuce… tomatoes… that'll do it."
"Alright. You sure you don't want anything besides that?"
"Yep." I nod. "Maybe some water or juice."
"How about orange juice? You hardly ate any fruit and you know that…" It takes at least 5 to 10 portions according to the Canadian food guide, I-don't-remember-how-many in the American one and I really don't know in the Japanese one. "… got it koibito?"
"Yeah yeah." Urge of rolling my eyes raising…
"Good. So there's your sandwich and juice. I'll get the cordless phone and I'll be right back."
"OK." Well, NOW I'm hungry. Time to dig in some sandwich. Mmmmmm…
"Alright, found it. I'll call there. So shut up while I'm talking, OK baby?" he tells me in a joke, poking my nose.
"No, I'll be loud."
Jin shaked his head, chuckling, and dialed right after. "Hello… could I speak with Minato-san please? Oh hello… I call for the house on sale in the newspaper. I saw your ad today and I wonder if it'd be possible for me and my lover to check it out………… it will? Nice……… tomorrow morning? Yeah we can……… Nine AM fits. OK. Kazama Jin. Well thank you very much…… Goodbye!"
"So?"
"Nine AM tomorrow morning. You'll have to get up early…"
"Aww… well it's for a good cause."
"I'll call the other one later."
"OK. Done eating!" I get up from my chair, put the plate and glass in the sink and sit on Jin's lap, smiling. "Wrapped up in my blacket, on my boyfriend's lap after a good meal. How could I be happier?"
"You wanted a dog if I remember. Well you'll have it pretty soon, depending when we move in… if we're the ones who'll buy the house."
"Yeah, you're right. Still I feel good…"
… The morning after…
Well the ad was right ; it IS a cool house. Just missing the white picket fence and it would be one of those fairytale houses. It's big indeed, full of flowers. And some will have to go I swear, I'm not living enshrouded in flowers. Though the rosebush is pretty cool.
"Nice, ne?"
"Very… seems the price won't be as nice as that though."
"I told you, I'll pay as much as they want just to be able to live with you in such a place."
Seems the rosebush is less red than I am right now. Why the hell am I soooo special…? Anyways, Jin knocks. The door opens and in front of him stands the prefect little family : the husband, the wife and the two kids, all dressed accordingly. Can't get much more conservative than this… Have to bite my lips, I'm sure they don't know they'll deal with two guys. If it weren't because it's the people we'll try to buy this house from, I could be provocative.
"Hi… I'm Jin Kazama. I called yesterday to check the house."
"Oh yeah I remember you" says the man. "Who's the young man with you? I thought you were coming with you lover…?"
"He is my lover."
There's red, "redder", "reddest", and me. From their facial expressions, they had no motherfucking idea. "Huh… my name's Hwoarang Doo-San. Nice meeting you!" So stressed… they don't seem to appreciate this detail a lot… Think there's a dad who'll start sexual education soon. Like right after our departure. I can picture the whole lecture. Men have female lovers. Women have male lovers. Blablablablablablablabla.
"Well… come on in!" The wife smiles in a weird way. The children are very quiet, too much quiet to my liking. I think they're home schooled, since they're here right now. And the husband acts the same way as his wife. Yeah, we fell on the good family… "That's the kitchen, which is prefectly clean, as you can see…" I may be stupid and act like it sometimes, but I'm not totally ignorant. "… the living room is over there." she says, pointing to a white-carpeted, with the piano, flatscreen TV and the children's toys that are perfectly tidied. That's where I noticed the kids must be VERY VERY clean, else the carpet would be either brown or full of colors due to paint. She starts to walk again, getting to the bathroom. "The bathroom…" I know it's a bathroom, which is clean as the rest.
Else they spent their whole night cleaning up, or it's like that all the time.
We climb upstairs to see the bedrooms – and the other bathroom – all the way covered with white carpet. With me it'll never be as white as this. It doesn't stand one chance of staying bright white for more than a day, if it's lucky enough.
She goes with "The master bedroom…", which is their bedroom. White everywhere. IT'S SCARY! Alright, the kitchen was pale yelllow and the bathroom was pale pink. The rest is pure white. The comforter, bedpost, drawers, blinds… We leave the master bedroom to the children's, which is… NOT white for a change. It's pale blue with airplanes, toys and books. Bunk beds are covered by a deep blue comforter with planes on them. Hope the kids like this. The other bathroom is pretty much the same as the one downstairs actually.
I elbow Jin who looks at me with this discouraged look, like a "Get me out of here quickly!" one.
"You've seen everything. Any questions?" the man asked us.
"Huh… we'll need some time to decide…"
"OK. Ayami, can I talk to you?" And there goes the husband and wife, followed by the kids. The whole conversation was in English – don't ask me why, I can understand Japanese as well as Jin – but right now they're speaking Japanese. Rather loudly. And as much as we "want" the house, I don't think we'll have it. From what I can understand, which is about everything, they don't like us very much because we're a gay couple and technically homosexuality is bad yada yada yada… the typical conservative drill. Good bye perfect place…
"We won't get it, that's for sure."
Jin shakes his head. "No. We better get out of here. I'll call the at other house from my mobile and say we're coming."
"Very good idea. I'll tell you everything I think of when we'll be in the car."
"OK."
The oh-so-perfect couple comes back to us. Yay. It's Minato-san that starts his little speech. I can see it coming from a mile. "Well… you see, you're not the only… couple" funny how he hesitated here "…to come here. We're actually waiting for another one this afternoon. We'll contact you if they chose to buy it or not. Is that OK with you?"
"Yeah, no problem. We have to check on another one as well, so we're not sure if we'll buy this one." I better let Jin speak else I will say stuff I'm not supposed to say in front of those cute kids. Might scar them for life.
"That's good, Kazama-san." I SO hate her voice tone.
"Shall we go Hwoarang?"
"Yeah." HELL yeah. "Thanks for the touring… very interesting house."
"It's ok. Have a safe trip back home."
"Thank you. Bye." Never thought Jin could end a conversation that fast. "Come on babe."
Once we reached the car, I sighed heavily. "Am so fucking glad of being out of there… I mean, did you get everything they said?!"
"Oh yeah. I really hope ther other couple will be more nice."
"Same here."
All the time we were in that house I thought about the first time I got out of the orphanage, 6 months after getting there. Let's say I was a hundred times worse than I'm currently am…
FLASHBACK
"Awww look at the cute kid!"
"Which one honey?"
"The one with the red hair."
"Why would someone dye a child's hair…?"
A young woman came in the room where the couple was. "It's natural actually" she giggled. "Right Hwoarang?" The child didn't answer but nodded shyly and clung to his teddy bear as the female ruffled his bright red hair. He wasn't used to see many people around him. Most the other kids made fun of him and he physically replied many times by punching them. He grew to be somewhat violent, and the woman judged it important enough to tell the young couple. "He looks pretty sweet, doesn't he?"
"Oh yeah… hello Hwoarang!"
The child backed off. "He's not very sociable in fact. The kids around here don't like him a lot and he tends to be aggressive. Have to say his father was American, his mother was Korean. He understands a bit of English. Scared of the dark, thunder, guns and being left alone. For the rest he eats everything, and he's not very loud. But like I said, he's violent. He kicks and punches, runs around, jumps up and down when he's upset, although. I think every caretaker have been bitten by him more than once."
"Why is he acting this way?"
The woman sighed before continuing. "We'll talk about it later… just not while he's here. He may only be 4 years old, but he's intelligent enough to tell what we're talking about."
"Alright."
"So… honey… do you think we should take him with us?"
"In a good environment I bet he'll grow up to fine. And we can provide that, can we?"
"I think so… but we don't want to rush things."
"Are you sure of your choice?"
"Honey?"
"Yes we are."
"OK, follow me then." The couple left the room with the female caretaker, while another agreed to get Hwoarang ready.
"Today you get to go out… are you happy? You'll have a nice family."
"I will?" he said quietly, still holding on his teddy bear.
"Yes. And you'll live in a real house."
"Okay!"
"Now be a good boy and let me help you to change your clothes."
"I can do it by myself… look…" He looked through his clothes, eyes shining with pride, and picked up a white t-shirt and a pair of black pants. "T-shirt goes like this… and the pants goes like this…" It took him a small amount of time but finally dressed himself, without help. "But I still can't tie my shoes…"
"Well your new parents will teach you."
"Alright!"
A few moments later, the kid waved goodbye to his friends and help tightly on his "new mother's" hand. "You look like mommy" he said, looking straight in the female's brown eyes as she bent down to button his jacket. "I can do it by myself!" He buttoned the jacket by himself and held back the hand. The teddy bear fell down but nobody noticed it. "See?"
"That's awesome Hwoarang!"
The redhead nodded happily and laughed. Maybe he'd like his new mommy and daddy.
As long as they'd wake up in the morning.
It was a happy family went back to the house, which was located in a suburban aera, much like Hwoarang's birthplace. But the drama started when bedtime came…
"Where's Teddy?" Hwoarang's smile was brought down by the missing plushie and water formed in his hazel eyes.
"Huh-oh… maybe it's in the car… honey can you go check?" the man asked to his wife, a bit worried of what might've happened.
"Okay."
"Don't worry, mommy will get him back to you."
They waited for a few minutes until the woman came back inside, empty-handed. "He's not in the car……"
"TEDDY!" The kid started to cry loudly, wanting his favorite toy – the only thing left of his biological parents – back. "I WANT MY TEDDY!!"
"He probably fell when he buttoned his shirt. I'll call the orphanage tomorrow to see if they found it."
"I WANT IT NOW!!" Hwoarang screamed, still sobbing.
"Poor kid… hey hold on. Get another plushie. Maybe it'll calm him down…" the young woman suggested to her husband. "In the playroom."
The male left the bedroom and brought back a few toys, all were rejected by the redheaded child. "I WANT MY TEDDY!! MINE!!" He kicked around, screamed, ended up hurting his adoptive father. The parents stood helpless, unable to calm him down.
And even though the teddy bear had been found the day after, Hwoarang still had a hard time adapting to his environment. The local schools didn't accept him because he was a year younger than the rest of the preschoolers and hardly made friends with the neighbors kids.
Weeks passed.
And the child was back at the orphanage.
END OF FLASHBACK
"Alright… I really hope it doesn't matter to you… else we'll just… okay yeah… huh-uh… we could be able to reach it by this afternoon… no problem so far. We followed the good directions… yeah that's the gas station……… alright. Thank you very much Yoshida-san. We'll see you later. Thank you again. Goodbye!........... Hwoarang, are you okay?"
Huh… what the… "Yeah I'm fine. Was just thinking of something…"
"Can I know?"
"Maybe later. So, what the guy said this time? Hope he's more open-minded than the motherfuking bastard at the other one, else I won't be afraid to punch him."
"You won't need to do that, don't worry. He's OK with the fact we're a gay couple."
"He IS?!"
"Yep. We'll reach the house in about half an hour… any music you want to listen to?"
"Yeah, alright. Go for Linkin' Park."
[The sound of your voice, painted on my memories, even if you're not with me… I'm with you… You know I see, keeping everything inside…]
… To be continued …
A/N 2 : I don't own Linkin' Park's song "With you." And you know what I'd to with the money if I ever owned it XD. Please review! And BIG Thanks to everyone who reviewed this story so far! Extremely supportive people n.n!
A/N : Yay! 20 chapters! n.n And it's not over yet. Still have some twists coming. Major events will be unfolded in some chapters (including the reason why… meh not telling 'cause I'll spoil everything >=]).
Chapter 20 : House Checkin' - Part 1
I tried not to act like a fangirl when Jin came back home, about 3 hours after I woke up. I'm still cold so I'm wrapped up around one of those fluffy blankets, except for that I'm feeling much better.
"What were you up to during the time I was gone?"
"Nothing much… ran a few times to the bathroom, watched TV, I've probably fell asleep also."
"Are you hungry?"
I haven't ate anything for the past 24 hours and I'm still not very hungry. Maybe enough for a soup, something like that. "Not really." And from the look on his face, I can tell he's starting to worry about me once again. I usually eat a lot, move a lot as well, and it's not in my habits to not eat anything for that long.
"At least I want you to try to eat something. Doesn't have to be a big meal. How about a sandwich?"
"I give up. OK, let's go for a sandwich." Give up… how can I give up actually? I haven't even tried to fight back.
"Alright, I'll make you one." I love it when he smiles this way. Innocent yet not at all. I consider myself lucky to be with him, since I used to litterally hate him. I could have pushed him away or he could have done the same thing, although I think he wouldn't have done such a thing. He's way too forgiving to do that. Or maybe I'm wrong… maybe he could have done it with that demonic side of his. Or maybe not. Oh well.
Whoooo that sounded so weird… never mind my thoughts.
"Oh yeah… I started checking for houses while I was on break… found two we might like. Here, take a look at the ads in the newspaper" he says as he hands it to me.
"Two stories, 7 rooms, quiet neighbours, garden, outside pool, garage… yep, very nice. Says we could go when we want."
He walks to me and points to another ad. "Check this one."
"Two stories, finished basement, 10 rooms, no neighours for a mile, outside pool, garage, furniture available." My face probably looks like a 100 watts lightbulb. I radiate joy! Heh… OK, that was a bit exagerated. The point is that maybe we've found the perfect place, which would be awesome. I still can't believe it… my own house. With someone I love. Couldn't be better than this. Yeah we could have kids but duh… unless we adopt we won't.
"Let's check the first one tomorrow morning. In case you wonder, my Wednesday mornings are free so I'll be able to spend some time with you."
"Great! OK… we should call them first, right?"
"Yeah. I'm gonna call as soon as I'm done with your sandwich. What do you want in it?"
"Ham… mayo… lettuce… tomatoes… that'll do it."
"Alright. You sure you don't want anything besides that?"
"Yep." I nod. "Maybe some water or juice."
"How about orange juice? You hardly ate any fruit and you know that…" It takes at least 5 to 10 portions according to the Canadian food guide, I-don't-remember-how-many in the American one and I really don't know in the Japanese one. "… got it koibito?"
"Yeah yeah." Urge of rolling my eyes raising…
"Good. So there's your sandwich and juice. I'll get the cordless phone and I'll be right back."
"OK." Well, NOW I'm hungry. Time to dig in some sandwich. Mmmmmm…
"Alright, found it. I'll call there. So shut up while I'm talking, OK baby?" he tells me in a joke, poking my nose.
"No, I'll be loud."
Jin shaked his head, chuckling, and dialed right after. "Hello… could I speak with Minato-san please? Oh hello… I call for the house on sale in the newspaper. I saw your ad today and I wonder if it'd be possible for me and my lover to check it out………… it will? Nice……… tomorrow morning? Yeah we can……… Nine AM fits. OK. Kazama Jin. Well thank you very much…… Goodbye!"
"So?"
"Nine AM tomorrow morning. You'll have to get up early…"
"Aww… well it's for a good cause."
"I'll call the other one later."
"OK. Done eating!" I get up from my chair, put the plate and glass in the sink and sit on Jin's lap, smiling. "Wrapped up in my blacket, on my boyfriend's lap after a good meal. How could I be happier?"
"You wanted a dog if I remember. Well you'll have it pretty soon, depending when we move in… if we're the ones who'll buy the house."
"Yeah, you're right. Still I feel good…"
… The morning after…
Well the ad was right ; it IS a cool house. Just missing the white picket fence and it would be one of those fairytale houses. It's big indeed, full of flowers. And some will have to go I swear, I'm not living enshrouded in flowers. Though the rosebush is pretty cool.
"Nice, ne?"
"Very… seems the price won't be as nice as that though."
"I told you, I'll pay as much as they want just to be able to live with you in such a place."
Seems the rosebush is less red than I am right now. Why the hell am I soooo special…? Anyways, Jin knocks. The door opens and in front of him stands the prefect little family : the husband, the wife and the two kids, all dressed accordingly. Can't get much more conservative than this… Have to bite my lips, I'm sure they don't know they'll deal with two guys. If it weren't because it's the people we'll try to buy this house from, I could be provocative.
"Hi… I'm Jin Kazama. I called yesterday to check the house."
"Oh yeah I remember you" says the man. "Who's the young man with you? I thought you were coming with you lover…?"
"He is my lover."
There's red, "redder", "reddest", and me. From their facial expressions, they had no motherfucking idea. "Huh… my name's Hwoarang Doo-San. Nice meeting you!" So stressed… they don't seem to appreciate this detail a lot… Think there's a dad who'll start sexual education soon. Like right after our departure. I can picture the whole lecture. Men have female lovers. Women have male lovers. Blablablablablablablabla.
"Well… come on in!" The wife smiles in a weird way. The children are very quiet, too much quiet to my liking. I think they're home schooled, since they're here right now. And the husband acts the same way as his wife. Yeah, we fell on the good family… "That's the kitchen, which is prefectly clean, as you can see…" I may be stupid and act like it sometimes, but I'm not totally ignorant. "… the living room is over there." she says, pointing to a white-carpeted, with the piano, flatscreen TV and the children's toys that are perfectly tidied. That's where I noticed the kids must be VERY VERY clean, else the carpet would be either brown or full of colors due to paint. She starts to walk again, getting to the bathroom. "The bathroom…" I know it's a bathroom, which is clean as the rest.
Else they spent their whole night cleaning up, or it's like that all the time.
We climb upstairs to see the bedrooms – and the other bathroom – all the way covered with white carpet. With me it'll never be as white as this. It doesn't stand one chance of staying bright white for more than a day, if it's lucky enough.
She goes with "The master bedroom…", which is their bedroom. White everywhere. IT'S SCARY! Alright, the kitchen was pale yelllow and the bathroom was pale pink. The rest is pure white. The comforter, bedpost, drawers, blinds… We leave the master bedroom to the children's, which is… NOT white for a change. It's pale blue with airplanes, toys and books. Bunk beds are covered by a deep blue comforter with planes on them. Hope the kids like this. The other bathroom is pretty much the same as the one downstairs actually.
I elbow Jin who looks at me with this discouraged look, like a "Get me out of here quickly!" one.
"You've seen everything. Any questions?" the man asked us.
"Huh… we'll need some time to decide…"
"OK. Ayami, can I talk to you?" And there goes the husband and wife, followed by the kids. The whole conversation was in English – don't ask me why, I can understand Japanese as well as Jin – but right now they're speaking Japanese. Rather loudly. And as much as we "want" the house, I don't think we'll have it. From what I can understand, which is about everything, they don't like us very much because we're a gay couple and technically homosexuality is bad yada yada yada… the typical conservative drill. Good bye perfect place…
"We won't get it, that's for sure."
Jin shakes his head. "No. We better get out of here. I'll call the at other house from my mobile and say we're coming."
"Very good idea. I'll tell you everything I think of when we'll be in the car."
"OK."
The oh-so-perfect couple comes back to us. Yay. It's Minato-san that starts his little speech. I can see it coming from a mile. "Well… you see, you're not the only… couple" funny how he hesitated here "…to come here. We're actually waiting for another one this afternoon. We'll contact you if they chose to buy it or not. Is that OK with you?"
"Yeah, no problem. We have to check on another one as well, so we're not sure if we'll buy this one." I better let Jin speak else I will say stuff I'm not supposed to say in front of those cute kids. Might scar them for life.
"That's good, Kazama-san." I SO hate her voice tone.
"Shall we go Hwoarang?"
"Yeah." HELL yeah. "Thanks for the touring… very interesting house."
"It's ok. Have a safe trip back home."
"Thank you. Bye." Never thought Jin could end a conversation that fast. "Come on babe."
Once we reached the car, I sighed heavily. "Am so fucking glad of being out of there… I mean, did you get everything they said?!"
"Oh yeah. I really hope ther other couple will be more nice."
"Same here."
All the time we were in that house I thought about the first time I got out of the orphanage, 6 months after getting there. Let's say I was a hundred times worse than I'm currently am…
FLASHBACK
"Awww look at the cute kid!"
"Which one honey?"
"The one with the red hair."
"Why would someone dye a child's hair…?"
A young woman came in the room where the couple was. "It's natural actually" she giggled. "Right Hwoarang?" The child didn't answer but nodded shyly and clung to his teddy bear as the female ruffled his bright red hair. He wasn't used to see many people around him. Most the other kids made fun of him and he physically replied many times by punching them. He grew to be somewhat violent, and the woman judged it important enough to tell the young couple. "He looks pretty sweet, doesn't he?"
"Oh yeah… hello Hwoarang!"
The child backed off. "He's not very sociable in fact. The kids around here don't like him a lot and he tends to be aggressive. Have to say his father was American, his mother was Korean. He understands a bit of English. Scared of the dark, thunder, guns and being left alone. For the rest he eats everything, and he's not very loud. But like I said, he's violent. He kicks and punches, runs around, jumps up and down when he's upset, although. I think every caretaker have been bitten by him more than once."
"Why is he acting this way?"
The woman sighed before continuing. "We'll talk about it later… just not while he's here. He may only be 4 years old, but he's intelligent enough to tell what we're talking about."
"Alright."
"So… honey… do you think we should take him with us?"
"In a good environment I bet he'll grow up to fine. And we can provide that, can we?"
"I think so… but we don't want to rush things."
"Are you sure of your choice?"
"Honey?"
"Yes we are."
"OK, follow me then." The couple left the room with the female caretaker, while another agreed to get Hwoarang ready.
"Today you get to go out… are you happy? You'll have a nice family."
"I will?" he said quietly, still holding on his teddy bear.
"Yes. And you'll live in a real house."
"Okay!"
"Now be a good boy and let me help you to change your clothes."
"I can do it by myself… look…" He looked through his clothes, eyes shining with pride, and picked up a white t-shirt and a pair of black pants. "T-shirt goes like this… and the pants goes like this…" It took him a small amount of time but finally dressed himself, without help. "But I still can't tie my shoes…"
"Well your new parents will teach you."
"Alright!"
A few moments later, the kid waved goodbye to his friends and help tightly on his "new mother's" hand. "You look like mommy" he said, looking straight in the female's brown eyes as she bent down to button his jacket. "I can do it by myself!" He buttoned the jacket by himself and held back the hand. The teddy bear fell down but nobody noticed it. "See?"
"That's awesome Hwoarang!"
The redhead nodded happily and laughed. Maybe he'd like his new mommy and daddy.
As long as they'd wake up in the morning.
It was a happy family went back to the house, which was located in a suburban aera, much like Hwoarang's birthplace. But the drama started when bedtime came…
"Where's Teddy?" Hwoarang's smile was brought down by the missing plushie and water formed in his hazel eyes.
"Huh-oh… maybe it's in the car… honey can you go check?" the man asked to his wife, a bit worried of what might've happened.
"Okay."
"Don't worry, mommy will get him back to you."
They waited for a few minutes until the woman came back inside, empty-handed. "He's not in the car……"
"TEDDY!" The kid started to cry loudly, wanting his favorite toy – the only thing left of his biological parents – back. "I WANT MY TEDDY!!"
"He probably fell when he buttoned his shirt. I'll call the orphanage tomorrow to see if they found it."
"I WANT IT NOW!!" Hwoarang screamed, still sobbing.
"Poor kid… hey hold on. Get another plushie. Maybe it'll calm him down…" the young woman suggested to her husband. "In the playroom."
The male left the bedroom and brought back a few toys, all were rejected by the redheaded child. "I WANT MY TEDDY!! MINE!!" He kicked around, screamed, ended up hurting his adoptive father. The parents stood helpless, unable to calm him down.
And even though the teddy bear had been found the day after, Hwoarang still had a hard time adapting to his environment. The local schools didn't accept him because he was a year younger than the rest of the preschoolers and hardly made friends with the neighbors kids.
Weeks passed.
And the child was back at the orphanage.
END OF FLASHBACK
"Alright… I really hope it doesn't matter to you… else we'll just… okay yeah… huh-uh… we could be able to reach it by this afternoon… no problem so far. We followed the good directions… yeah that's the gas station……… alright. Thank you very much Yoshida-san. We'll see you later. Thank you again. Goodbye!........... Hwoarang, are you okay?"
Huh… what the… "Yeah I'm fine. Was just thinking of something…"
"Can I know?"
"Maybe later. So, what the guy said this time? Hope he's more open-minded than the motherfuking bastard at the other one, else I won't be afraid to punch him."
"You won't need to do that, don't worry. He's OK with the fact we're a gay couple."
"He IS?!"
"Yep. We'll reach the house in about half an hour… any music you want to listen to?"
"Yeah, alright. Go for Linkin' Park."
[The sound of your voice, painted on my memories, even if you're not with me… I'm with you… You know I see, keeping everything inside…]
… To be continued …
A/N 2 : I don't own Linkin' Park's song "With you." And you know what I'd to with the money if I ever owned it XD. Please review! And BIG Thanks to everyone who reviewed this story so far! Extremely supportive people n.n!