Author's Note: Dear Guest: (I did not realize, in the previous, I wrote "Guess", lol, sorry.) As always thank you very much for your words, I hope that you like the continuation of the story.
Oh, to be honest, I'm posting this story in Spanish on another page and I have a couple of chapters more there, for that reason I can post a little faster in English. Although I admit I'm a bit lazy to translate and more everyday things of life, time is a bit limited, but with readers like you, it's worth the effort. Thank you so much. Greetings. :)
8.-Pandora Box. (2) Revelation.
-Anyway... - Chuki claps her palms once, preparing for what she really had to say. - I brought you here because I must tell you something very private, something that even a deaf should hear, do not want to get you in trouble; it's just between you and me, perhaps for the sake of your reputation. I am a reporter, but first I'm a conscious person and I am woman and I know what would do this to someone like you if people out there know the issue. –
Francesco's eyes widened, and he began to worry about those words.
Shu suddenly enters the room with a tray with cups of tea. One for each.
- You two are all right? - Ask the Japanese man, after leaving everything on the table.
- All is great, honey, thanks. - Chuki says, smiling at her husband.
The Italian guy only nodded in thanks, thinking about the pink-haired woman told, he was speechless, afraid to hear what she had to say. Shu leaves the room and goes to see his son, then Chuki drink some tea, when she finished her sip, gives a huge sigh for courage herself.
-I do not want you to hate me for this, but long ago I keep a secret for you, something I should have said in some interview that we had previously... although a person very dear to me , asked me not to say anything.
Francesco was silent, had not even touched the cup of tea, really was interested. Even before she continued, he asked for something.
- Chuki, wait... First of all, I want to ask... What do you know about her? -
-She is okay, it is... Of whom I just want to talk. - Both of them were talked about Kaori.
-Then you've seen her? Do you know where she is? - He was a little anxious to know.
-Do you love her? - Chuki looked at him straight in the eyes as digging deep in his soul with that question.
-You know? I have looked her like crazy every time I've had a chance to come to Japan... without saying anything to anyone close to me. Do not know why? Even should I care about a person who I saw only two days, but… she gave me more than two days...? And do not think that no one else understands. - He paused. As he spoke he looked at his hostess, answering not only with words but with sincere eyes. – The last time I went to Osaka, but with all that Francesco has to do, it not gave me time to look closely. When I returned Towkyo, after the second WGP, she was not at the hotel, her boss said he had paid her vacation but when I returned for the same occasion that now, for the Japanese GP, she left that work at the hotel. She disappeared... And it did not give me more time to look for her. –
Chuki listened attentively, he seemed very honest with each of his words, and she felt the need to tell him all about Kaori. Although...
- What about Gina? Do not you love her? – Japanese woman was feeling that her questions, she was at the same time: friend, person and reporter, could not help it at times.
- Lately I feel that her rejection is complete... At first everything was bellissimo now she is avoiding me all day, and do not really know why, if you ask me, I was never really in love with her. Maybe I did all this theater of marriage to not feel alone and on the other hand save my reputation. I've always been so selfish, thinking only of me. - Francesco chuckled when he said that and continued talking. - When I saw Kaori wanted to do the same, just wanted to take her to my bed because it was interesting and thought it would be something really easy... I thought, "A simple hotel maid, typical they sleep with everyone, this will be a cinch. I am always satisfied for a moment of solitude and the next, I can leave her…." What do you think? - Concluded that part the Italian man.
Chuki shook her head slightly and said.
-I think... You were a fucking idiot with two girls on one side and you deserve what you get with both. - She said without mincing words, but with a very neutral tone.
- I know. - Francesco sighed. – I don't have the woman that I love, and I have the woman that I don't love…. This life consumed me in my younger days, everyone has an image of Francesco, Francesco attractive and pedantic, but, at heart, I have always felt alone. Except for those couple of days... Breakfast I had with Kaori, and that night of the celebration, after all, she listened and was interested in me as a person, more than anyone could have been interested in all these years. I could not forget about any of that... - Finally silenced to drink some tea.
Chuki thought of attacking his confusion, to see if once clarified his ideas.
- Francesco... You know? A little more than six years, Kaori became a mother. - She wanted to see his reaction.
The Italian man dropped his cup of tea on the table and felt something that started in the chest that would not show on the outside.
- I guess she is married after so many years. It was logical... - He smiled sadly.
- Not really. - Said Chuki and continued without repentance. - The children are yours. - And drank more tea.
Francesco was a moment in shock with that phrase and looked from side to side before the previously expected:
- What? Wait, you said…. Children? More than one? No, Impossible. - He laughed nervously.
- Twins. - Added Chuki.
- No, not true, in my family there is no history of twins. - Clarified the Italian guy was more nervous.
-Do not start flinching, Mr. Bernoulli; these children are more than yours. - The pink-haired became much more serious. - I will tell how things are... Kaori told me everything, because I, and not wanting to give me too much credit, I am very persuasive person, and she even told me it with great sadness. Listen, the night after you and her had sex, weeks after ending WPG and perhaps the time that you came back to look for her to the hotel, I found her in the way to Osaka because her vacation, she would go home to help her grandfather with his work. She told me that day learned she was pregnant and did not sleep with any other man in the course of all these days, because if you did realize, you just said you was very difficult to persuade her to take her to your bed and well, so it was very possible that someone else could. -Chuki paused, and glanced at Francesco. - Over the years that woman has suffered many emotional changes because of this. The same time she learned how her parents died and if not for her grandfather, I imagine that her head short-circuits. And who knows if her family side has history of twins? -
- Yes... you're right... - Francesco whispered.
- Also... I have seen the children, the times I have gone to visit her, a boy and a girl, and the little boy looks just like you, is your spitting image. No doubt that is your son, even his facial gestures are very similar, especially when he smiles. - Chuki relaxed a little when she said that and continued. - But Kaori asked me all these years I did not tell you anything about it, not even tell where they was, every time you asked me about her whereabouts , I had to keep my promise and lie. Sorry about that. All these years, personally, I thought you should know it, better. And I admit that this story is very juicy, I could cut you with it if I wanted ha-ha. – Chuki laughed and finished drinking her cup of tea.
- He-heh, how cute. - He said as he took his cup of tea, with an expression of discomfort hid behind it, Francesco heard the last sentence of Chuki.
At that time Francesco seemed to have any kind of huge reaction, it was like was starting to assimilate very little what he was hearing.
- Are you okay? - The Japanese woman tilted her head, looking at him; his face was very neutral in that instant.
- Yes, I'm... Do not worry. - But it was a lie. - Chuki, please, you tell me specifically…. Where is she? With all this information…. I swear I'm getting to it more than ever. It's a bit difficult all this, know that I am a father of TWINS... is incredible. – Actually he did not know whether to be happy or not. Francesco wanted to find his true reaction when seeing them.
-I'll tell you... - Chuki definitely felt more relieved, take that secret for so many years, it was a weight that she needed to get out, Kaori could not keep hiding it and Francesco… Francesco and his side, he needed to take this responsibility.
At night, after taking a few laps on the track, the Italian racer went to the hotel where he was staying, but he would not go immediately to the room he shared with Gina, that conversation with Chuki, had his head taken.
He was sitting in the hotel bar, drinking a Scotch Whiskey, accompanied by music, with the lights down low, on the bar, in front of the bartender.
-I do not remember the last time I drank this... - Put the glass on the bar, a little strong, but it was empty, only the ice, tinkled.
Giuseppe approached him, not imagined meet him there. The old racer sat beside his disciple, Motorosi looked pretty serious, but at the same time was deeply concerned.
- You did not say anything when we were on practice, is strange about you not one word comment. Giuseppe said and the master asked the same as Francesco was drinking. - You have been a little weird, all day. Do you want to tell me something? - Asked.
- What would you do if one day you find out you're a father of twins? - Direct question, Francesco was a little dizzy, actually was on his fourth glass.
- I'm not sure ... What would you do? - Giuseppe returned.
- Why the hell you always answer with a question? - The youngest is upset. - And really, this is like a blow to the plexus. - Laughed a little. –Find out... that you love a woman who is not the same with which you're getting married. Te-hee, it's funny, right? In love with someone who was happy to Francesco in two days, it seems a silly fairy tale. But not, as it has been more than six years. - His tone changed with each sentence whiles his emotions.
Giuseppe received his drink from the bartender and thanked him, then returned to Francesco.
-You should go to sleep. - Recommended Motorosi and quietly drank his glass of whiskey.
- Sleep? All you care about is the race... what is happening to Francesco, you give a fuck, right? Huh? - He got irritable; drink and his mix of feelings were working. – Of course... Nobody cares. - Finally goes up to his room.
- I saved you of a fifth cup ... and that as for today do not hurt more yourself. - Giuseppe whispered, and he left his Whiskey half-finished, the old racer loved Francesco as a son, it was impossible not to worry about him, if his disciple was not available psychologically for this early race, anyway the race, now was not important.
The Italian guy up to the room , opened the door, heard it only a couple of laughs , thinking that all these sounds were part of his drunk mind, closed the door behind him , and went into a small room . It was so dark, and turned on the light, pressing his eyes tightly, having to rub them with his hands to adapt to it.
In a moment, when the light is on, from the sofa, Gina jumps frightened by the sudden arrival of Francesco. He could not look good, because he was facing the back of the sofa located in the middle of the room.
- Gina? - Asked the Italian racer. - What are you doing up so late?
- Eh... I... - She was speechless, did not know what to say.
Walking around the sofa, Francesco realized Gina that she was not alone, she was with Jackson, her manager, that from a certain angle the furniture could not be felt nothing, but at that moment she was on him, both completely naked.
The only thing that the racer did was turn back and he goes walking out to that place, when he was about to leave, Gina intercepted him.
-Francesco! Nothing was the same... You always worried about your life and your stupid car and with each passing day you're getting older, I never knew what it was you were thinking, down there you are less fun for me (she was referring to his penis). When we made love, it was like you were always thinking of someone else... - She paused and then continued with a great sigh a cry. -It's your entire fault! I had to leave to find another person more appropriate to me, which made me feel like a desired woman, in body and soul, as I really deserve. And you know what? I love it. - Gina's tone was like the typical victim of misfortune, but she was not, and she knew it, just liked venture.
Francesco left the room without saying a word, was terrible inside, learn many things at once, it was like a round with the strongest man in the world and be KO early in the first assault.
Now, he was feeling the same as Kaori felt when she learned so much that she came over, and he firmly believed that he deserved what was happening at that moment.
To be continued...
Disclaimer:
- Kaori, Gina and Jackson are characters that belong to me and this story. (c) Shadoru
-Other characters belong to (c) Disney. PIXAR
-Sorry my bad English.