||| [T] h e [C] a f e |||^Itachi Uchiha^|||-Chapter Thirteen-

-Chapter Thirteen- Come around.

"Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today."

~James Dean

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Mariko P.O.V

I sat on a satin blue pillow, casually avoiding burning myself while I poured a cup of tea for myself. I reached out affectionately to pet Misuki as I raised the cup to my lips. Blowing a few times to cool the liquid to a much more snug temperature.

A few sips and a pause.

I placed the cup down and stood up, walking against the wooden floors to the exit of my house. I grabbed my keys, a jacket and a pair of cotton mittens as I walked out into the cold air. I was yet again acquainted with the new December breeze. I walked down a lonely path just outside of my house. It was a Tuesday.

Tuesdays were the days where I would check up on my dyeing mother.

I soon found myself in the city; I had just come from work and relaxed myself with a cup of tea and a few cookies. The thought of it being Tuesday clearly slipped my mind. Since I was usually always hanging with Onda it's like I haven't exactly been down to earth.

He was a great friend.

Someone I might be able to finally trust.

I slide through the glass doors and became was face to face with a blonde male sitting at the secretary counter desk. He had a small pair of glasses and bright blue eyes and thin pink lips.

"Oh hi Mariko, here to visit your mother, she's been talking to the nurses all day about you asking, 'Oh where is Mariko? Is she here yet?' She'll be glad to see you."

I smiled at him and walked down a long hallway. Casually glancing up at the black printed numbers above each door until I found the certain room.

"136." I said allowed. I inhaled and exhaled as pushed the wooden door open. I walked over to the white-sheeted bed, where a frail figure had laid.

She looks so much worse.

I had remembered when I was younger how my mother was so lively. She'd dance around the house with me. Us both humming to our favorite tunes. Every since she left, we hadn't danced or hummed together. At first it we brushed it off, she had a lack of energy, and she always felt tiered. Soon the coughing started. I thought it was only a cold but then she started the complaining about major chest pains and shortened breaths.

If only...

I forced a smile as I took my mothers hand into mine. The room smelt like disinfectant but also a mild scent of iron lingered around the room.

"Hi." I said weakly. I felt like I had to force myself to speak.

"Oh Mariko, my dear." My mother said slowly, almost sounding like a whisper, "How is life?"

Her mother let out a weak laugh as she rolled her head over to look at her daughter. My mother was in her early thirties but the way she looked now, some would say twenties, maybe in her teens.

My mother took a few shallow breaths and then locked her green orbs with her daughters, "Are...Are you still hanging with that boy? Onda Yumaru?"

I nodded and the fragile figure gave her a quirky smile, "Now if there's one thing I'm good at its men. Now tell me everything. They didn't call me 'The Erotic Natsuke' for nothing you know?"

A small blush came across my face

Note to self;

Natsuke and Onda will never ever meet.

Period.

"So when will I meet this young man you always talk about? I should tell him all the things you use to do as a baby; I still have that picture of you nibbling on your toes."

"Mooooommmm!" My face went completely red.

"You know I wouldn't do such a thing."

"I don't know..." I said suspiciously as I leaned over to kiss her on the check, "I have to leave earlier today. Clean up the house and everything."

"You can clean up the house some other day Tuesdays are our days."

"What about Misuki?"

"Misuki Plisuki, she loves having the house to herself." and then she let out a dry cough and sighed.

"You need your rest, don't worry I'll be back soon."

"Okay fine." She puckered her lip, "But promise me that next time you'll bring dark, tall and handsome okay?"

"I promise." I whispered as I walked out from the door and closing it softly from behind me.

Have you ever watched a love one slowly die in front of your eyes and think to yourself; there is nothingI can do about it.

Well that's howI feel about my mother,

She acts cool on the outside, even throws in a joke or too, but on the inside,

I know for sure she is suffering a great about of pain and despair,

A/N;

I want to thank everyone for their awesome support~!!!

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I'm also sorry, this chapter was a bit boring we didn't have any supper sexy ItaIta going on but this is also important to the story line.

There also won't be any major Mom/Dad drama and childhood moments, but there is probably one family member that will come later on in the story

Around chapter 25 ^^

I think you guys will like that family member.

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