"He's already 5, Kimiko. 5! How long do you plan to let him go without knowing? Hah? Are you planning to wait until he's an adult? Are you never going to tell him?" Aima says, and my blood boils in my veins as I scramble to my feet, screaming in frustration. Kuroo grabs me around my waist as I lunge for Aima, pulling me against his hot chest. "You think I don't want to tell him? I think about it every fucking day, Aima! Every time he asks me if I can tell him about his mom, I just want to grab him and tell him 'she's right here! You're looking at her!' I want to show him off to everyone, I want to carry him to the ends of the world and show him everything! He is my EVERYTHING! but as long as that asshole is out there, I have to keep it hidden, so that I don't get him in the crossfire! That's the last fucking thing I want to do, and it's my job as a mother to make sure that my son is SAFE! Out of harm's way!" I scream at Aima in frustration, and she just shakes her head at me. "That bastard is not an idiot, Kimiko! He'll find out! What if he's checked your medical records, hah? Did you ever think when he asks if 'he' knew, he meant Nen?" Aima says, and I fall dead silent, staring blankly at Aima.

I felt fucking sick again, my heart stopped in my chest as I stared blankly at Aima. "Do you want your son to find out from the bastard that raped you that you're his mom? Or do you want to tell him yourself?" Aima says, and my heart starts pounding again, my hands flying to cover my face. "I tried playing it nice, Kimiko! I tried easing you into it, but you wouldn't listen! Nen doesn't deserve to find out from a fucking monster!" Aima yells at me, and I slowly go limp in Kuroo's arms, laying my head back against his chest. "Are you okay?" He whispers in my ear as I just slowly shake my head. "I'm sorry, but I need to take a walk." Aima says, and I hear her exit, slowly uncovering my face and staring at the ground. "I'm such a fucking idiot." I whisper, Kuroo slowly lowers us to the ground, keeping his arms around me. Kozu shuffles over, taking my hand as Daichi just stares at the futons with a blank face. We sit in silence for a moment, before Daichi finally speaks up. "Kimiko… You were?..." Daichi asks, slowly turning to me as I just stare at the futons. "I was raped and impregnated, yes." I whisper, and Daichi falls to his knees, covering his face as he takes a long, slow deep breath.

"And the kid… he's five. You're- you're in your 2nd year, you can't be…" Daichi says and I begin to tremble again, Kuroo and Kozu squeezing me tighter. "I was 12." I start softly, tears gathering in my eyes though I quickly wipe them away. "My dance teacher… I didn't understand, I just got really dizzy during a competition, on the ribbons. I woke up in a hospital with a concussion, a big nasty bruise and a dislocated shoulder. They told me that I was pregnant. I didn't understand at all." I whisper, leaning my head back on Kuroo's shoulder and closing my eyes. "I couldn't understand any of it, it was all so quick, my brother got really sick, my mom got busy with bills, court cases and hospital things. My mom told me that I couldn't keep him, that she couldn't support all three of us on her own… but I wanted him so fucking bad, he was there with me, his little heartbeat…" I say, my hand finding its way to my stomach as I remember hearing him through the ultrasound, seeing him in all his glory. "I begged her everytime I saw her, and every second we were on the way to the abortion clinic, I begged and cried and pleaded to keep him." I say, remembering that car ride.