The next day was Saturday, which meant Mr. Kuwabara didn't go to work. Normally Kuwabara loved Saturdays and hanging out with his father all day, but after what he'd seen the night before, he didn't want anything to do with his father.
"Are you all set for school to start on Monday?" Mr. Kuwabara asked.
"Yeah," he answered shortly. He poked at the food on his plate, too annoyed to have a good appetite.
"Are you excited about starting middle school?" Mr. Kuwabara asked after a moment of silence.
Kuwabara shoved his chair back from the table and stood. "I'm not hungry." He picked up his plate and carried it to the kitchen, not missing the looks of surprise on his father and Shizuru's faces as he did so. He was scraping his food into the trash when Mr. Kuwabara followed him in.
"Okay, Kazuma, what's going on?" he asked.
"Nothing," he said, dropping his plate and silverware into the sink.
"You're obviously upset about something," Mr. Kuwabara said. "What is it?"
Unable to hold his emotions in any longer, Kuwabara whirled around and yelled, "Maybe I'm upset because you're a liar!"
Mr. Kuwabara's jaw dropped, and he seemed totally flabbergasted. "I'm what?"
"I saw you last night! You weren't working late, you were on a date!" Kuwabara shouted.
Drawn by the yells, Shizuru poked her head in the kitchen. "Really, Dad? It's about time you got back out there." She rolled her eyes then. "But there was no need to lie about what you were doing."
Kuwabara stared at Shizuru, stunned. She was okay with this? Was he the only one that still cared about their mother?
"I hate you both!" Kuwabara yelled, and then he was running. Out the back door, over the fence, and he was gone.
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