I fail. I forgot what you call the thing that you put the baby in that has wheels. So I just called it a baby trolley. And woot! I think everything's turning out okay, at this point. It's just drabble 1 that didn't come out as I had expected. Noirette means black hair in French. I think. I have finished up to drabble number 6 last night but...I won't give you the next one until tomorrow :) I won't stall you anymore. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Kateikyoushi. All I own is the concept, Suzuki, Sakura, and Raizen.
Word Count: 616
Drabble 3: Mother Will Catch You, Shall You Fall
Kyouya had learned how to stand up under Sakura's gaze. It just happened. Suzuki had picked up Sakura from pre-school, while giving Kyouya a quick stroll as he stared at her from his baby trolley. The moment she had placed her son in his crib, Sakura was too busy watching over him. Suzuki didn't know the exact details for she was in the kitchen, preparing lunch. It was just so sudden. Sakura just ran up to her and pulled on her apron, urging her to come to Hibari's crib. She was exclaiming excitedly about Kyouya standing up. The woman was shocked and laid the lunch she was preparing on the counter before rushing over to her baby's crib. No doubt, the young raven-haired boy was standing on both his legs, gripping the crib's sides for support. A big grin spread on Suzuki's face and she ran for the phone, dialing in Raizen's number quickly. She knew the surgeon would be on lunch break at this moment.
"Hello?"
"Raizen! Kyouya! He's standing up!" She exclaimed happily. Her husband laughed on the other side of the line before saying: "I'm proud of him." He stated. He couldn't even hide the smile in his voice. Suzuki snickered once before exchanging some I love you's and see you later's before hanging up. Hibari Kyouya was 8 months then. A month later, the skylark had learned to walk.
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon. Sakura was playing in the back yard with her father while Suzuki remained inside, sipping tea by her son's crib. He was crawling around in his play area, narrowed eyes remaining disinterested with his toys. Suzuki always placed a protective kiddie barrier around that area, just to make sure Kyouya wouldn't crawl into the kitchen and endanger himself. Her brown eyes were watching him carefully as she drank her hot tea. He stopped crawling and sat down on his little bum, before he pushed himself to stand. He could stand for 5 minutes now, she noted. She laid down her cup on the table before taking in a deep sigh. She looked around the room, admiring it one more time despite living in this house for years.
Their house was furnished traditionally. They weren't following the modern trends. The only thing that was probably westernized in their whole house was the kitchen and the bathroom. Not that Suzuki was complaining; it suited Raizen's taste and it just gave Suzuki that feeling of home. Sakura was also used to this living. Kyouya was being raised in this traditional house too.
Suzuki glanced at her son again, and much to her surprise, he daringly lifted a leg-his left leg-up and drew it forward. His first step! "Raizen! Sakura! Kyouya's walking!" She exclaimed as she ran to the sliding door. Her husband and daughter quickly followed Suzuki to Kyouya's play center, just in time to see him take his second step. The young noirette was wobbly, but he tried to take a third and was successful. He took a fourth, but quickly toppled over after taking it. Suzuki caught him into her arms quickly, preventing her little boy from falling. He looked up at her, his steel blue eyes boring into hers. She ruffled his hair and kissed his forehead. "It's okay, my boy, my little skylark. Just keep trying to walk, and the next thing you know, you'll be running all over the place." She said; her words of encouragement bringing her to smile at her boy's achievement. Although Kyouya doesn't seem to smile much, Suzuki could've sworn that she saw the shadow of a smile cross Kyouya's face as he continued to stare up at her.
