Author's note: Dear Guess: Yep, you're right, between Gina and Francesco no true love, we will see what happens later :) . Just hope I do not disappoint you with the next chapters. Thank you very much for your time reading this story.
7.- Pandora Box. (1)
In Osaka almost 9:00 pm, Kaori and the children returned home after their small birthday party, they were neat and ready to sleep; the next day would have school. The first to fall asleep was Luccia, was exhausted, she did drama classes after school and other activities at home. Her mother kissed her on good night and put some hair away her face.
-Good night Lucky... - Kaori whispered, about to go to sleep, but the little one did not sleep yet, had anything to say before.
- Mom? - Began.
- Yes? - Kaori waited at the door, was hearing her son.
-At school, two months ago, we, the children had to make a craft for Father's Day... But, Luccia and I... Do you remember we gave gifts to Grandpa Jin? - He had looked down, but to ask that question looked at his mother.
Kaori nodded, and then went to his bed.
-I remember... What's bothering you, Lucky? - She sat beside him on his bed and began caressing the child's hair; fingers placed his curls behind his ear.
-Nothing, but I do not like to do those things, because I have no dad. I love my grandfather, but he's my grandfather. - He smiled sweetly, trying to make himself understood.
She almost collapses to that phrase and at that tender smile, touched his cheek, Kaori did not know what to say, it was so difficult.
-Mom... Who was he? What was his name? - He referred to his father.
-F... - She could not lie, had already begun, just will say the name, so after stammering a bit, Kaori said. - Francesco. - Regretting the second later, but waited Lucciano is satisfied with that.
- Francesco? - Lucky turned to his nightstand, drawer and extracted a sports magazine, sought a special page, there was a photograph of Francesco Bernoulli. - Like Francesco Bernoulli? - He showed the magazine to his mother. Lucciano was racing fan, he bought a magazine weekly of Formula Racer, collecting school lunch money his mother gave him. She knew it, but for some reason never dared to look at any of those magazines in the collection of her son, and she also watched sports on TV.
-Yes... like him... - Said without much enthusiasm. - "Bernoulli sweeps Monza, the next targets are Marina Bay and Suzuka." - Kaori read the headline of the article, but did not dare to look at the photo.
-It's great that they advance the Japanese GP, I would like to go to see that race. - Lucky said with an excited smile.
-Perhaps, my love... - Kaori smiled, but behind that smile hid some sadness. -Nowtime to sleep, please.
-Yes, good night mom... Thank you. - He got well under the covers, put his head on the pillow and closed his eyes to sleep at last.
Kaori kisses him on the cheek, just as she once did with his sister, turned off the light but left the bedroom door ajar.
-You look so much like him... my Lucky... - Whispered, after moving two steps down the hall of the house.
The redhead sighed strong, to take off an emotional weight, she feared this day, and that her child's questions became more frequent on the subject. Kaori had to think of a way to respond without leaving her trial or she goes crazy. Was on her way to her room to sleep, she realized bringing the magazine in hand.
Kaori was still on that page Lucciano taught her, surrendering to see that picture, where Francesco was holding the prize of Monza. She smiled, and did not know why. Even when turning the page, her expression changed, was surprised, the interview was in that next page, where the Italian racer was on hand along with a beautiful black haired woman.
- "Gina Fiori ... Beautiful Italian Top model, Francesco Bernoulli made their official commitment in the month of May, he says they will marry when the season of FR finished in Interlagos... Will marry in Sao Paulo, Brazil. "
It was as if the eyes of Kaori fair and just nailed that piece of text and the word "marry" echoed in her head.
Kaori felt again that the world was crumbling under her feet... and the tears that kept flowing again. It was time to stop and admit repressed a good time... she really loved him. That night although it was very special to get angry every time she thought that it was not simply, would anger every time she saw him on television, it was not on purpose and something inside her when she saw his smile on the screen. And now she wanted to pull the hair cute and perfect of that girl named Gina.
She wanted burn that magazine, but did not because it was part of the collection of her little Lucciano, just closed it, and placed it on a table next to the phone.
- Why? Why am I so pathetic person? - Kaori said as she closed the door to her room behind her, sliding her back down to a sitting position on the floor, placing her hands on her face that every movement dragged her tears, lamenting the state of her heart.
She hated herself for having begun to fall in love with this man so careless of what would be a responsability as she was now.
-I hate you... I hate you... you're a stupid, bastard, I hate you. - She hissed, holding back from hitting the floor with her fists, not wanting her children wake up for that and to realize her frustration. So Kaori took it out on a pillow.
After her tantrum, posed her face on it, screaming and after all the matter, she fell asleep in a sea of tears.
Two weeks later, a couple of days of the conclusion of the Japanese GP in Suzuka circuit, Francesco expected that morning in the garage prepared for his team, finding again that Gina had disappeared not to participate on the practice, and clearly not in the event with him. She had done the same in Singapore, for the race at Marina Bay.
The Italian guy knew that she wasn't passionate about racing, and not very supportive of this, he honestly was getting a little bored of the same issue that was increasingly recurrent, decided to call her cell phone, but the times, just answered her mailbox.
- What is this woman doing? Usually pays attention to her phone as much as the rest of her material things. Unless she is in a place where there is excessive noise. - That's what he thought.
- Hello! - With a singing greeting, Gina came walking toward Francesco, with a smile from ear to ear. It came a little hectic. -Sorry for the delay, but I was with my manager doing a small business, apparently do a commercial for a popular Japanese clothing brand, I had to turn off the phone for that reason. - She excused with her boyfriend, but Gina was so deep at her own things, that never made a gesture of affection to Francesco, obviously did not ask how he did in practice.
-All right... - That was all he said.
-Yes, right? I feel really good today; I think I'll have two types of dessert to compensate, or maybe just a yogurt diet. Oh no! Better go shopping. I'll get one of those cute kimonos that girls here wearing with those nice wood shoes. - She laughed alone, thinking aloud. -I'm going, I'm late. - Gives turn back.
- Are you leaving me again? But, what about our time together? - Asked concerned the Italian man.
-I'll reward you tonight, okay? - Gina said it with coolness and a little angry, she felt a bit pissed lately. But it was something that Gina should talk to him a little later.
- Tonight? So... Will you let me all day?
-Sorry. - And Gina leaves the place.
Francesco sighed and ran one of his hands down his neck, and almost did not understand the behavior of his future wife. He clearly understood what her work as professional model was hard, much as he was dedicated to his work on the track, but lately, it was too much that her manager needed her.
- Good morning! - Another voice was heard around the garage, this time it was an oriental woman, petite, pink hair, and was Chuki. - Hi Francesco! Long time no see you. How have you been? I just saw your beautiful Gina getting into a car. - She smiled.
- Oh! Chuki, How are you? I did not expect you. - Francesco expression changed to a curiously friendly. - Yes, she went shopping, so... Francesco has nothing to do until later.
- And who expected a reporter? But I'm glad to hear that you are free. - Said Chuki, but does not wipe the smile.
- Why? Are you looking for another exclusive interview? – He asked curious.
-Actually, I have to talk to you about something important... - The pink haired gesture changed a little more serious one. - But not here. Do you want to come with me to a more private place? –
If Francesco had heard that phrase in another tone, from another woman without that serious gesture that Chuki has now on her face, he could thinking she wanted directly something intimate. But because it was she, and perhaps knowing what it was, he also got serious, very serious.
-Sure ... - His voice seemed to fade.
Chuki invited Francesco to her own house in Suzuka, was a traditional house, barely reached the entrance, took off their shoes and entered.
- Shu! Garou! I'm home. - Announced Chuki with her family. -I brought a guest, I hope you behave with him. -
Shu and Garou were in the kitchen, had brought something from the store for breakfast. Both came out to greet the newcomers.
-Welcome home... - Greeted Shu was not too surprised, his wife had told him that if she had the chance, would lead to Francesco there. - How's it going, Francesco? Did you eat breakfast?
- Wow! Francesco Bernoulli is here! Dad, do you know him? - Garou asked, jumping next to his father, very excited, the child already had seven years, and he really was very like Shu, with black hair, naturally curious and ornate cute red locks and brown eyes. Also loved martial arts and car racing, always accompanied his dad in the pits.
-Garou, do you remember we told you that you were born just one day before the second WGP held? Well, if you know, we have had races together on a couple of occasions, and your mother interviews him every time he comes to Suzuka for the Japanese Grand Prix. - Shu calmly explained to his son.
-I remember, it's amazing. - Replied the child, very surprised.
-Hi Shu, Garou... I cannot really say the typical phrase "How you have grown" because it is the first time I see you. - Francesco smiled at the little boy and Garou smiled him back. After the Italian man turned to look at Shu - Oh, no, I have not eaten anything, but, do not worry. –
-Anyway, I'll bring you some tea. Come with me, Garou. - Both returned to the kitchen to continue preparing breakfast.
Meanwhile, Chuki invited Francesco to go to the room of the house; a large room that had a table in the middle, rectangular European style table, the pink haired offered her guest sit. He accepted immediately.
-Cute boy, Chuki, he is really friendly. - He wanted to make a compliment.
-Thank you. - Said as she sat. -And tell me Francesco... Do you have children? - She started with a curious question for him.
The Italian man looked at her, strange.
-The truth not, I generally have been careful with my earlier... "Adventures". Gina also cannot get pregnant in a surgery; she burned fallopian, mostly for vanity and fear of losing her perfect body if she gets pregnant. But you already know that. What you actually want to talk? –
-Yes, that was actually very risky, that is applied mostly women who have gone through a pregnancy. You girlfriend is really... "Special". –Chuki made the sign of the quotes with her fingers. - No offense.
When she said that, Francesco raised both eyebrows and his lips, made something like a half smile, while a little shrug accompanied by a short "uhm", saying only with that silent gesture: "Well what can us to do?"
To be continued...
Disclaimer:
-Kaori, Luccia, Lucciano, Garou y Gina are characters that belong to me (c) Shadoru.
-Others characters belong to (c) Disney. PIXAR.
-Sorry my bad English.