Well, uh...so...here I am with the newest Mother Knows Best update which is two months late...still catching up on ideas, but they're certainly stacking up enough to last up to the time before the Varia Arc. I'm also gonna re-do drabbles. It's time I proof-read through and through. Only reason why I'm updating today is because I've got online classes. Only for today. Without further ado, drabble 12! It's still pretty rough but I was satisfied with it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kateikyoushi. Amano-Sensei does. The only thing I own is Hibari Suzuki and some concepts.
Word count: 566
Drabble 12: Mother will Watch
It was time wherein the festival begins. People would go around, looking at stalls and waiting patiently for the scenic sight of fireworks decorating the night sky with colored gun powder effects. Most would look forwards to having fun and taking in the deep scent of the humid summer air while others would take the chance to have a break and sleep until the display begins.
Hibari Kyouya, on the other hand, has a different idea. He'd go around collecting 5,000 yen from the various stalls for the sake of getting things repaired and keeping things orderly. Maybe he'd go watch the fireworks, if his mother would agree to come with him. It's been a while since she had last seen a display and shall she disagree...Kyouya wouldn't waste his time being alone while watching a useless display of pollutants being exploded into the night sky.
He arrived into the dining room all set. He was in a crisp button down, his black jeans, and a pair of loafers. His disciplinary armband was in it's usual place, clean with pride. He took a seat by the table and watched as his mother cooked breakfast, dressed in her usual faded yellow sundress.
"Here you go. Eat well. You have a day ahead of you." Suzuki said as she served Kyouya his meal. Her son had dug in as usual, eating quickly and making sure he didn't leave an speck of his food behind. It was silent as usual.
"Mama?"
"Hm?"
"Watch the fireworks with me tonight." Kyouya said, trying to sound enthusiastic about it. The way it had come out though, was the exact opposite of his goal. It came out flat and lifeless; as if he was just forced to go. In truth, a part of him wanted to watch the fireworks.
His mother stared at him for a moment before shaking her head. "Kyouya, why don't you go and see it with your friends? Mama's a little too old and maybe you might not enjoy it with me." She said truthfully as she filled his glass with water. "You also don't sound as if you're willing to go. I'm not forcing you. You don't have to go." She added.
Now it was Kyouya's turn to shake his head. "I want to watch with you. I've left Kusakabe to take care of the night patrol."
"Oh now, Kyouya. Go and watch with Kusakabe."
"No. I want to watch with you because I want to." He blurted out involuntarily. Of course, he was rather secure saying that around his mother. After all, she deserved to know what he wanted. It was always simple things really; anything for his Namimori, his mother, and nothing that can bruise his pride. Simple wishes for an otherwise violent child. It forced his mother to nod silently at his confession.
When the day had passed and after his brawl with a group of thieves side by side with Sawada Tsunayoshi and his herbivores, Kyouya found himself in their backyard of their humble abode, sitting silently with a small table between them. The smell of warm tea and rice balls filled the air as they sit with their attention to the night sky as the colourful exploding gunpowder sent their shadows dancing behind them.
Although he was imagining a view from the shrine, Kyouya decided that watching with his mother was just enough.
