I'm going to cosplay Hibari this August! We're debating on whether I should cut my hair (since I'm a natural noirette) or buy a wig. Anyway, reviews would be appreciated~ Even flames are appreciated :D Who knows? You might be able to change the story line, lol. Enjoy! By the way, I won't release chapter 6 tomorrow. It's Hibari's birthday by the in my time so I'm releasing a birthday fic for him, entitled as "To the Shelter of Magnolias" It's not yet even half way through the song and it's 4,293 words excluding the lyrics. Just add 210 if you want to add the lyrics. That's a lot of words, ja? Well, I'll continue working.
Disclaimer: I don't own Kateikyoushi. Amano-sensei does. All I own are some concepts, Suzuki, Sakura, and Raizen.
Word Count: 610
Drabble 5: Mother will Hear
Hibari Kyouya, now adept at walking, followed his mother no matter where she went. He followed her to the laundry room, he tried to climb up the stairs when she went upstairs, gone into the kitchen, climbed down the porch to go to her. She would always notice him when he tugged at the hem of her shirt or dress or apron; she would notice him if she peeked from the corner of her eye. It wasn't too hard to miss him. Among the dark colored furniture, how could she missed the toddler dressed in yellow? Among the green of the grass, how could she miss the little Hibari with his glowing porcelain skin and beautiful steel blue eyes looking up at her with his usual frown? She'd pick him up and play with him, but only for a short while before putting him back down on the floor to continue with her task.
Hibari found it annoying that he had to stare at her to catch her attention or pull at her clothes. No, he needed to find another way to catch the much needed attention of his mother. So today, he decided to give it a try. "Mmmmmmm" He pouted, eyes narrowing since it still didn't seem to quite work. "Mmmaaaaaaaa" He frowned. Nope, looks like his mother wasn't looking down at him. "Maaaaaaaamaaaaaaa." He smirked evilly in triumph when his mother paused, and looked at him with wide eyes. "What did you say?" She asked, tilting her head slightly. "Mama." Kyouya repeated for his mother. At least now he had her attention.
Her jaw would've dropped when he called her mama. She grinned at him and attached the last clothes pin before ruffling his hair. "Are you hungry?" She asked. He shook his head, with his cheeks slightly pinkish and puffed up. "Are you sleepy?" He shook his head again. "You want to play with mama?" He gave a swift nod. Suzuki merely laughed a little before lifting Kyouya and placing him into the clothes hamper. She then carried him back into the house, and made her way into the laundry room, where she ditched the hamper and brought Hibari back into his play area. For the rest of the afternoon, she spent most of her time playing with Kyouya as Sakura did her homework.
Raizen was in his study, reading over documents. Kyouya was playing at the side with the big yellow bird stuff toy they had gotten him for his first birthday. Kyouya was actually just perched on it; his stomach was perched on the top of the bird's head, standing on his toes as he simply watched his father work. He was hungry; mama always fed him at this hour but she was out doing the grocery. So he decided to try the same trick on his father. Of course, he'll use a different word. "Lllllll" It was the same thing as his mother. He'll try to say it first, but this time it was easier. Slightly. "Llaaaarrrr." He gave it one last try. "Lllllaaarrrrrkk." Satisfied, he smirked again. "Lark." He stated out loud. It caused Raizen to drop his documents and paper on the table.
Raizen turned to face his smirking son. Suzuki was right. He was beginning to talk. What made Raizen's heart swell with joy was that Kyouya used a different word on him. That word was lark. "Say it again." "Lark." "Again." "Lark." "Are you hungry." Hibari nodded with a pout. Raizen nodded in understanding before picking his son up and bringing him to the kitchen. He was sure that his little Kyouya was going to be a smart boy.
