Chapter 3-Swing with Me
As I walked back home, I heard something to my left. I looked to see my eldest daughter, Mishi, laughing.
It brought a slight happiness to me until a black hole consumed it and left nothing but blood-curdling anger. There, on the swings, was Mishi, the heiress to my fortune. She was laughing and smiling as she was pushed on the swings. But, by him.
That mongrel had no right to even be in my pathetic excuse for a daughter's presence. He had no parents, no family, nothing! Yet, there he was, laughing and carrying on, with my...my...my misfortune!
She was no daughter of mine! No child of mine would be ignorant enough to not see the wrong doing of befriending such…such a disgrace for man-kind.
Quickly, I hide behind the tree that stood beside me. I watched the two of them as they laughed, played, and enjoyed themselves.
I could do nothing to the boy, but oh, what I could do to my daughter. She won't be able to even remember the boy's name after I get a hold of her.
Soon, after swinging and talking while they lay in the grass next to each other in the grass, they left the little wooded park. Kyou grabbed Mishi's hand as they walked along the road. I gritted my teeth. Damn, that boy!
"Kyou-kun," Mishi turned to him as they walked, "I think I should be h-heading home. I-It's getting pretty late."
Indeed, it had gotten late. It had been long since that the sun retreated below the horizon. The sky had opened to show the twinkle of a million stars. Each shined brightly in their own way. Realizing this, I hurried along to be at the house to meet the two when she arrived at the front door.
Kyou smiled at her, "Alright." He hugged her tightly against his chest, "If it's ok, can I walk you home?" He looked down slightly with a light blush upon his cheeks.
She laughed at him. He looked at her, bewilderment in his eyes and confusion on his face.
She killed him on the cheek. "I was actually expecting you to walk me home." She walked faster, pulling him along the path with a smile on her face. He smiled at her, though she couldn't see him doing it.
I heard the thunder roll outside. I sat in my study, waiting for her to come home. I saw the lightning in the distance, flashing.
"A storms coming," my wife stated to me as she poured me my tea. "I hope she gets home soon." She sat the pot down on the tray and looked outside the window to the approaching rain.
I reached for my tea and, as I took a sip from the cup, I looked around the room. The only source of light was a flickering candle that sat in the middle of the table. Trickling water came upon the roof. It quickly changed to a down pour.
The lightning illuminated the inside of my study, and the rest of the town. I stood up and went to the window.
"Ahhh!" Footsteps hurried along the road, splashing up cold, muddy water onto their, once dry, pant's leg. "Run! Hurry, Kyou-kun!"
Mishi ran through the sudden on slaughter of freezing rain. Kyou was close behind her. I watched as they ran towards the house.
Turning away from the window, I went to the door, sliding it open and stepping out of the room. I said nothing when my wife asked me where I was going. I answered to very few people, and she was defiantly not one of them few. I walked through the halls and rooms till I found myself at the front door. Hearing laughter getting closer, I knew they were here. I sat, waiting, for the door to open.
Kyou and Mishi ran up to the front door, laughing and shivering. Kyou pulled her into a cold, yet warm, hug. Her face turned a darker shade of red. She smiled, wrapping her own arms around his waist.
"Thank you, Mishi," he whispered into her wet hair, "for caring for me."
Mishi pulled back some to look him in the eyes. She leaned up and quickly kissed him. But he grabbed her again, kissing her back, but long and with passion. She melted into his arms. Pressing against him, she brought her hand and ran her fingers through his soaked locks.
Then, the door opened. The two of them pulled away quickly to see me. I had seen everything through the door's small window. I glared at my daughter, as she twiddled her index fingers together and suddenly found the ground quite interesting. The boy though, he did quite the opposite. He stood up straight and tall. Staring straight ahead at me. He was taller and bigger than I had expected him to be.
He smiled at me, "Hello, sir." He bowed slightly, "goodnight, Nagano-sama." He then turned to Mishi and kissed her cheek as he hugged her quickly. "Good night, Mishi-Chan." He turned and slowly started walking away, out into the freezing rain of December.
"G-Good night," she took a few steps into the house, sliding past me, into the house before turning again around, "Kyou-kun…"
I looked at my daughter as she turned red and walked further into the house. Changing my view, I stared at the vanishing figure of trash that was Kyou Urinano.
The rain was still coming down strong on the house. Quietly, I shut the front door and turned around. My daughter was just entering the hallway.
