Well hear that thing! For this week I've been tortured with early fireworks around my neighbourhood. Even while I typing my last word on this chapter, I'm startled with sudden blast sound of that damn fireworks
And-almost forgot-Happy New Year you guys! Few hours from here, I had some family gathering, so I'd been in hurry.
Enjoy the second shot!
Kamijous Household
Hiroki looked up the cloudy morning sky. Some snowflakes reach inside the station, blown away by cold breeze. Hiroki rub his upper arm, trying to ignore the cold air. He narrowed his eyes, as he see Nowaki walk towards him, carrying Hitomi on his chest.
"Here, Hiro-san. One hot chocolate milk. Careful, its still hot." said Nowaki, giving Hiroki the cup
"Thanks. " said Hiroki, receiving the white cup ad inhale the hot aroma from the cup. Slowly he feeling warm again.
He heard muffled mumble from Nowaki and saw the moving lump on his chest. He spot a tousle of dark hair snuggle under Nowaki's large coat. Nowaki chuckle a bit and zip down his black coat, revealing a baby girl on baby carrier.
"Is she awake?" ask Hiroki, come closer to Nowaki
"Hm...I don't think so. Ah! That's our Shinkansen, Hiro-san." said Nowaki, pointing as the white bullet train which slowing down to their station.
"Off we go, Nowaki, before it's too crowded." said Hiroki, carrying their bag while Nowaki the baby equipment
They finally find their seat. All the row consist of two chair, which was on Hiroki's relief, because bringing the baby along could be a bit hassle. He sat down next to the window while Nowaki sat next to him and settled themselves without too much trouble. They soon began to feel the soft jolt of Shinkansen, ready to departed soon.
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Hiroki walk along the familiar street and pavement. He remember this street as on his childhood memory. The professor remember he would run as a kid being late for his piano lesson or maybe his martial art lesson. He remember at the some part of the street where he tumbled down carelessly and he would got up, continue to run, return to his house. He look up the sky which beginning to tinted brighter closer to morning colour. He looked up the old tree waving at him, as if welcoming him back.
"Hiro-san? Have you called your mother?" ask Nowaki, breaking his thoughts
"Of course Nowaki." said Hiroki to his partner. He see Nowaki nodded as he look down to grey asphalt.
"I'm a little bit nervous actually now. What's you parents name,Hiro-" mumble Nowaki, admitting his feeling right now, cut down by Hiroki statement
"Here we are." sad Hiroki, slowing down his walk and stop in front of one house.
Nowaki saw a wide wooden house with long narrow footage. There are dark stone placed neatly, heading to the wooden entrance. Along with the stone, there are three meter long full of green grass. Hiroki began to step the dark stone, heading to the traditional house. After a few second, they stop and standing in front of the door. Hiroki press a bell and heard a faint ringing inside the house.
"My mother name is Kamijou Naomi and father is Kamijou Hiroto. " said Hiroki rather fast. Fortunately, Nowaki heard him and a second later, he heard a reply from inside the house. He heard soft rustle of someone step and the door clicked to open, reveal the woman from Kamijous.
"Hiroki! Glad you here in morning! I was just wondering if you're lost or something, so maybe i could pick you up." said Naomi, hug the professor tightly
"Ugh, I'm not that dumb." said Hiroki in muffled voice
"Of course not! And how's my little Hiroki doing lately?" said Naomi, kissing Hiroki's forehead
"Mother! I'm grown up man! And I'm fine, thank you." reply Hiroki with a huff
"Your father back there, as usual reading newspaper and-oh my. Pardon me. I didn't see your tall..friend here." said Naomi, catch the Nowaki looking all awkward all of the sudden, standing beside Hiroki
"Uh-yeah. Mother, this is..Kusama Nowaki. Nowaki, this is my mother, Kamijou Naomi." said Hiroki wave his hand back and forth
"Pleased to meet you, Kamijou-san. I'm Kusama Nowaki." bow Nowaki deeply
"Nice to meet you. Hiroki! Why didn't you tell me about bringing your friend here? Come on in, then you two." said Naomi with scolding tone, replied by apologize murmur from Hiroki. Both of them slowly following Naomi to enter Kamijou's house. Hiroki nodded in approval as he see questioning gaze on Nowaki.
"Hiro-san didn't tell you about my coming, Kamijou-san?" said Nowaki with a slight frown
"No, he didn't. You're welcome to stay with us, Kusama-san, since you're Hiroki's friend. You seems to carry a lot of things dear, especially that bag of yours on your chest." said Naomi, seeing the bulge on Nowaki's chest
"Uh, yeah." said Nowaki, peeking slightly at the baby girl who is beginning to move as let out small voice. Hiroki frown at the small voice and decided to talk to his parent now or never.
"Mother?" said Hiroki carefully.
"Yes?" said Naomi, averted his attention to his only son
"I'm sorry if I never told you both before, but...the reason why I keep returning those Omiai picture because I'm not interested in female for romantic relationship. I like...male for romantic relationship." said Hiroki, turning into slight red for embarrassment. The room suddenly silent and both man become all fidgety and nervous. Nowaki and Hiroki heard lazy step from inside the house to living room, where they found the older male of Kamijou.
"Hear that, Hiroto?" said Naomi, not letting Hiroki out of his sight
Hiroto reply with a loud exhale. "Yeah." mumble Hiroto with a sigh and look at the only son standing in front of him. Hiroki frown at the reaction of his parents.
"Wait. Aren't you guys supposed to be mad?" ask Hiroki in confused
"Why, Hiroki. We just waiting for you to tell us. Honestly, we figure it out at your...teen age or early twenty, Hiroto?" ask Naomi, look up to his husband
"Around twenty maybe. Your mother figure it out first actually, Hiroki." said Hiroto, move his chin to his wife
Hiroki cough in embarrassment and averted his glance to the floor. He move his head up again when he heard his mother said again, "That's why I ask you once again, Hiroki. Is there anyone you could introduce to us?". Hiroto raised his eyebrows, questioning the same question. Hiroki balled a fist on his hand in nervousness. He glance at Nowaki in silent and earn a encouraging smile from Nowaki.
"Mother, father, this is Kusama Nowaki. We have been together for almost-uh..." stutter Hiroki in sudden shyness
"Ten years. Please to meet you, Kamijou-san." bow Nowaki to both Hiroki's parents once again, especially to Kamijou Hiroto who just standing there, suddenly looking interested on Nowaki. Nowaki heard a yelp and glance at the source. He found out that the only female is the culprit.
"I thought so! I've been curious about Kusama-san since you introduce to me, Hiroki. Why don't you said straight away? Poor Nowaki bowing to us for twice!" said Naomi to his son
"What do you do for living, Kusama-san?" ask Hiroto, finally speak again
"I'm working at Pediatrician on Hospital, sir." said Nowaki, earn slight movement on his eyebrow
"You are more than welcome to stay whatever you like, Nowaki. And call me Naomi, since you practically our family now." said Naomi happily nodded
Well, that wasn't so hard exhale Hiroki in relieve when he heard rustling voice from Nowaki. Both elder frown their eyebrows synchronously, confuse for the voice.
"Is there something you missed, Hiroki?" ask Naomi, eyeing suspiciously on the bulge of Nowaki's coat.
"Zip her down, Nowaki. I'm afraid she began to feel uncomfortable for under the fabric too long." sigh Hiroki
Nowaki slowly zipping down, revealing tousle of dark hair and small head appear. Hitomi rubbed his eyes and nose, whining slightly from her awake. "Sssh-Hitomi."said Nowaki, cooing Hitomi by patting her back. Hitomi cuddled to Nowaki more close and her small palm grab Nowaki's shirt slightly.
"Oh-" gasp Naomi
"Did you get pregnant some woman, Hiroki?" growled Hiroto
"N-no! She got adopted by us since her parents died due accident. " explain Hiroki
There were pregnant pause hung on the air. Hiroki bit his lips slowly, afraid of his parents' reaction.
"I thought we never had grandchildren." said Hiroto suddenly, with smile painted ghostly on his face. Nowaki reply a warm smile to the older Kamijou. He looks so much like his Hiro-san. Introvert. Talking when its necessary. Quiet. Deep down, they kind hearted. He has Hiro-san brunette hair which Hiroto's fading into grey. But the hazelnut chocolate he loves so much is Naomi's. "That's explain why you both bring many stuff. Come inside! The cold air rushing from outside and it's not healthy." said Naomi, suddenly rustling to inside the house.
"And Hiroto?" said Naomi from the kitchen
"Hm?" said Hiroto seat on the sofa, opening the morning newspaper
"You owe some yens to me." said Naomi rather in cheerful tone, following by Hiroto's groan
"Hiroki, you both stay at your old room. Now lead the way, Hiroki-kun, while I'm preparing your breakfast, darling." said Naomi peeking his head to the stairs.
Both of them climbing up to stairs in quiet relieve.
"That's wasn't so bad, Hiro-san." said Nowaki grab Hiroki's wrist slowly
"Why are they so damn accepting?" said Hiroki in puzzle
"What did you expecting then, Hiro-san?" said Nowaki, entwined their clothed finger
"They could yell. Both of them denying of what I've been saying. Maybe the worst scenario is they won't acknowledge me as their son anymore.." shrugged Hiroki, stepped on the last stairs
"Oh, Hiro-san, don't be so pessimist. Maybe they prepared for years, waiting for yourself to tell them the truth." said Nowaki pull Hiroki closer to him. He heard Hitomi whining and put his arm hugging Hitomi's small figure. "It's been cold morning, right, Hitomi?" mumble Nowaki, snuggling his face to her, gain a sleepy mumble .
"We have prepared of what the worst thing what's gonna happen. Funny thing, it turns upside down. Here it is. Sorry if its too small." said Hiroki, slowly open the wooden door.
As Nowaki expected, Hiroki's childhood room filled with so many book on its respected shelves, on the end of his room. Each of the book placed carefully and looks like its brand new. They were a pair of small drawers next to the clean bed. The floor is wooden brown and warm, welcoming them. They were a big glass window, which can be opened from inside, revealing small garden outside on Kamijou's household. Curtain hanging loosely from the upper window, dancing from the morning fresh air. There were a big wooden wardrobe and a old desk, including the chair.
"Hiroki?" said Naomi from downstairs
"Yeah?" answering his mother
"After you both settle down, please help your old mother here. And yes, its mean, you too, Hiroki." said Naomi