InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Stories ❯ The Glass Flame ( Chapter 2 )

The Glass Flame

-Mistress Fluffy-

I, not knowing, who it was told Toru to describe the person. "Well it's a man, tall has girly hair. And his eyes, I think, are kind of like my left one." When he said that I think my heart stopped a couple of beats and when my heart started pumping blood again it was at an irregular pace and speed making every breath painful.

"Toru Kun, come on inside and close the door. Yeah that's good," I sat down on the bright red couch I got a year after my move in and hopefully looked calm.

"Kagome San? Why don't you come over to my house? Toru Kun can stay over there and then I can have Tom drive him over to Ken's house." Mrs. Knotting knew that man had something to do with the past I had left behind and being the woman with old traditions she didn't ask question, though she wanted to. I looked over at the son I had raised on my own and almost cried. Toru looks so much like Him, I thought as I nodded and followed my friend out to the extremely small back yard to the door we made.

"Okay Toru you go over I'll be over in a few minutes I think I am going to have to talk to that man." I got down on my knees to hug Toru before speaking again, "Toru Kun, you do love me right?" I could see that the question threw Toru off, he must have wondered why after all these years I would ask something like that.

He pecked me on the cheek before recomposing himself and answered: "Of course I love you Mama." I nodded then watched as he and Mrs. Knotting walked into her white painted house, then I went in to mine, to talk to someone I didn't want to talk to.

He knocked as I reentered the house, I paused as my courage left my being but I knew I had to talk to him so I just opened the door. It was he. "Yes?"

"We need to talk," so after eight years of not seeing each other the first thing he says was `we need to talk?' All the old resentment flared up again as I opened the door wider and stepped aside.

"Come in, do not touch anything." I saw a picture of Toru suddenly when he was five sitting on the floor drawing a crooked stick figure that he declared was I. How odd to think of that at this time.

I sat on my favorite chair; it had seen me cry so many times. I couldn't bring myself to look at him so I just looked at the various pictures of Toru, family and old friends. They, my family and friends, didn't even talk to me anymore; I really guess that my getting pregnant really hurt them in some way. I wonder if they ever think of me. I wondered if they ever thought that their turning their backs on me hurt me in any way. I wished they did because it did, a lot.

"Your mother stopped talking to me after what happened." As the same as the old times he seemed like he was reading my mind. That was one of the things I liked most about him, he always could understand and read me like no other could. Now I just found it mildly annoying.

"You tracked me down to tell me that my mother stopped talking to you after you got me pregnant? Well I am so happy," the growing of years never did do me good in a way. It made me somewhat bitter about my past and Him.

"The years didn't really do you good Kagome," oh god he still said my name so different! I looked up at him, he was smiling; he was smiling? He was smiling! God how I detested that smile! But how I loved that slow, sensual, and oh so godly, smile. I wish I could have kissed him senseless and wipe that damn smile of his damn sexy face. I really needed a drink.

"Shut up," well that went so well, he must think I am still the foolish girl I once was. I saw that his honey melted eyes sparkled; great he was amused now. I needed to end this before I showed how unprepared I was for this. "Look I have things to do, I don't want to be sitting here talking to you when I have work. Now talk or I am kicking you out." Well that sounded any better.

"Still the same," He shook his head slightly as if laughing at a private joke. Before speaking, "I want my son." I was too shocked to do anything but stutter out inaudible words. When a second passed, a gear in my head clicked; everything shifted into placed, everything was crystal clear. The resentment and a huge dose of anger welled up in my chest before it was too tight that I explored.

"Your son? You want him after eight years? After I raised him? After I struggled with the bills? With being on my own? After all the problems you caused are over?" I was practically spitting green pea soup. I marched over to the man that I had loved passionately and loyally for eight years and more and slapped him across the face I now hated. As he slowly turned his head and mane of hair towards me I asked the only thing that I could form without raging on again: "Why?"

It took him a few moments to, I think, comprehend that I had struck him across the face, for I had never hurt him in any way when we were dating-he only hurt me. He spoke in a cold voice, I realized, he reserved only for those that had angered him. "He is my son, even though you raised him. He----…."

"His name is Toru," I whispered as the anger and resentment left me and I was left with frail courage and an even weaker backbone.

"Toru is half of me, half my blood. I helped in creating that. Kagome you seem to forget to remember that important fact." He raised his eyes on my hunched figure; I must look like a pathetic woman to him. He must wonder what was wrong with him when he chose me out of his groups of adoring female fans. Female fans that were prettier than me at the time, sometimes I wonder the same thing.

"That doesn't answer my question. Do you have some plan to make Toru Kun into another you?" He laughed at the discomfort in my voice; he probably even heard the disgust in my voice whatever he heard, he laughed. His laugh a deep throaty laugh, what I had affectionately could a belly laugh. He only laughed with me, never with his friends (if he ever had any) or even family, only me.

"No Kagome, I want to know our son. That is all, I swear," I could hear the sincerity in his voice. I walked away from him to answer the phone that had been ringing as he spoke.

"Hello Kagome speaking. Oh well you send him over? No," I laughed at how Mrs. Knotting described Him. "He---Well He is SesshoMaru. I just don't like saying his name. Yep it's like a bad word to me. Mrs. Knotting-----…" Mrs. Knotting did know how to make me laugh, every sentence and word I said was laced with laughter. "Yes please tell Mr. Knotting that I thank him. OK you sent him over? OK then I'll call you later. OK good-bye." I turned to see him half listening as he looked at Toru's most recent picture.

As the back door opened I had a weird thought: Why the sudden interest? Did he really see me at the party before I hastily left? I am going to need some answers. Toru Kun had a calm expression on his face, one that I had seen Him wear, and now one I wanted to forever forget. He walked straight towards me he didn't even look at his father; I wondered later what would have happened if I wasn't there. He took my hand before speaking.

"Mama, didn't you say I could go over to Kens'?" His beautiful eyes looked up at me in an almost childish sort of way. I smiled down at him in a reassuring way that I hoped didn't look forced.

"Yeah I said that Toru Kun but I wanted you to meet someone," I gestured towards the man I had loved. "He---…"

"He was the man that scared Mrs. Knotting, right?" He turned angry eyes towards his father.

"He didn't mean to scare Mrs. Knotting, he just sometimes has a tendency to be forceful." I defended him? God what was this world coming to when I defend SesshoMaru!

"What's his name?"

"Oh sorry forgot about that, Toru Kun this is Kyuuhanshi SesshoMaru. SesshoMaru this is my son, Toru," I could see that He didn't know what to do so I was rather happy when Toru said something.

"Mama can I go now?" Toru clearly didn't care about Him, that fact alone made me incredibly happy.

"Of course, could you tell Mrs. Knotting that I will call her later?" I asked Toru made his way to the door; he yelled yes as he rushed out to the waiting car, Mr. Knotting in the driver's seat. I turned to SesshoMaru after closing the front door again; I could see that the encounter made him shut him from the outside world. His eyes always turned sharper amber when he felt betrayed or in this case like he needed to do some extreme thinking. I never did like the look.

"Well sorry but I did promise him that he could spend the night at Kens' house," I didn't know why I was apologizing for anything but I felt that I should. "Kens' one of his friends at school, unlike you he is like me in that aspect. He can make friends with practically anyone." I could see he didn't understand what I meant and why I was smiling so I had to explain. "I work at his school, his school has kindergarten to tenth grade. I am a tenth grade advanced English teacher at his school."

"You are a teacher?" His voice was thick with disbelief.

"Don't sound to shocked! I always did like children and I had always thought that when I did have a kid I was going to be involved with his or her school some how." I stopped there, I could feel that I was becoming way to comfortable in His presence again. "So now that you met Toru you can go now. Or is there something else?"

A dangerous glint entered his eyes, I realized what it was, and I had seen that look before, right before he took me. "There is something I want," he paused as he gave me a quick one over practically undressing me with his eyes, "again." Okay that may have been the one most erotic thing that has ever happened to me, okay maybe second most. I put up a hand to stop his efforts but he took it in his hand, he had always had great, sinful, hands.

"No," my words were breathy and becoming more so because he was pressing against me. I had forgotten that he had always had a well-built chest----and arms. I couldn't bring myself to look at him in the face so I just stared at his chest; his dress shirt was open a few buttons. "No we can't---…" I remembered then, I remembered what happened on that night when I lost myself to SesshoMaru. We both were overcome by heat because we had been necking and he had been getting daring with his explorations; innocent necking had turned into full on sex. Then I remembered about when I told him a week later that I was pregnant he dumped me, like I was last weeks' trash. With all my strength I pushed him away and turned angry eyes on a face and eyes clouded with desire and spoke with a soft calm voice. "I am not. You left me once, why would you have changed? I don't want to see you ever again. Leave," I pointed towards the door and then turned away. When I heard the door open and close again I collapsed.

When I came again, I saw Mrs. Knottings' face right in front of mine. "Oh dear! I thought you had had a heart attack. Did that SesshoMary man do anything to you? Kagome?" I was still in shock when everything came back to me in full force; I saw again how his eyes looked after I pulled or rather pushed away from him.

"Um, no but I would have almost wanted him to," I murmured in spite of myself. Some of my fellow teachers did say all I needed was a good roll in the hay with out emotional attachments. But if I had done what I wanted with him it would have been full of attachments, mainly one named Toru. I rolled on my side to realize that I was on my own bed in my pajamas. "Did you change me?"

"Well when I came over to check on you I saw that you had pasted out on the floor. I couldn't very well had left you there so I dragged your big butt into this comfortable bed then realized that it wasn't comfortable with clothes on so I changed you. So, yeah I changed you," Mrs. Knotting smiled down at me as she explained everything. I sighed rolling on to my back, closing my eyes and started talking.

"Mr. Knotting drove Toru over to Kens' right?"

"Yes he did, he said that Toru seemed a little occupied with his thoughts though. That is quite unlike him too, that is why he mentioned----…" The phone rang cutting her off mid-sentence; when she went to go get it I jumped out of bed to cover my eyes with my hands. The only clear thought that went through my mind was: I was actually willing to do that with Him, again. What has happened to me that I would even think of that with him? God I really did need a nice roll in the hay! Mrs. Knotting was calling me saying that a Manyo was calling. Even after fifteen years in being in Japan, Mrs. Knotting couldn't pronounce a Japanese name. I walked into the living room to grab the phone.

"Hello, Kagome speaking," I spoke the over used sentence. "Oh hey Sango! Sorry about leaving so soon, yeah he came over. Did you tell him where I lived? You told Miroku? God Sango you know he cannot keep a secret like that! Uh-huh---No! But all I am going to say is that I really do need a good roll in the hay. But you have a husband. No-no, what she is? I guess I am really disowned----…. Yeah it's really fine, I just miss my little brother the most and my older sister. InuYasha is? Well tell him I am sorry about slapping him; tell him that he can come over anytime---without his brother. OK then, come over some time. No not tomorrow, I have work tomorrow. OK later." After I hung up the phone I walked over to a table chair, Mrs. Knotting was in the kitchen making some tea. British tea. British people had this strange obsession with tea and always at a certain time of day. Japanese people just had it when ever-at least that was for me. Mrs. Knotting was making tea----and teacakes.

"Mrs. Knotting you don't have to make tea," I begged. OK maybe not begged but there was whining in my voice. She just smiled as she walked over to sit next to me.

"Kagome dear, just say what you are thinking. I think I can understand what you are going through," Her reasoning voice rang clear over my doubts. So I told her, everything---from when Toru was created to now. I cried a little but mostly felt more depressed then ever; I barely had any during the whole eight years! I pathetically sad am I? Mrs. Knotting said she understood: "Kagome I didn't tell you because well it's a touchy subject with Mr. Knotting and all. But we had a son, he lives in the states now, but after I had him Mr. Knotting started becoming loose with other women. I was depressed and became loose also--oh it was just horrible! But when Mr. Knotting and I finally started talking after a couple years of that I couldn't bring myself to even go near him. I was so ashamed-he was also."

"So you guys don't----Oh god I cannot believe I am asking this!" I exclaimed because frankly I was getting terribly scary images in my mind that I just wanted out!

"No we finally worked things out but I understand the doubts and things you are having. All I have to say is just follow your heart," she left after giving my forehead a kiss. Her scent lingered in the household a couple hours after, almost as if she commanded it too, for it to remind me that I needed to do something with my shamble of a love life. How odd. To take my mind off my life I went to prepare for work tomorrow. I still needed to finish that fictional story. I never finished it. InuYasha and Kikyo came over.

Kikyo was always better than me. She had better grades, she had all the boys, and she had the great looks of the Higurashis'. She even had SesshoMaru. That was why it was so odd that he went for me-everybody and I mean everybody knew that he wanted her and vice verse. So that was why it was such a great shock when I heard these words pour out of Kikyo's mouth: "Kagome I am getting married to SesshoMaru!" I almost fainted.

"What" okay so what thing would have come out of my mouth? Nothing good, that's for sure. InuYasha had a bruise on his left cheek that looked oddly like that shape of my hand. So I guess I did get stronger. That made me happier.

"Kagome! SesshoMaru and I are getting married," she sighed when she said it. And that sigh was identical to our mothers' it gave me the creeps.

"Can I ask you something?" They both nodded their heads-though I could tell InuYasha didn't really give a damn. Okay that was not a thing that made me happy. "Why are you telling me?" A genuine hurt expression came over Kikyos' face, but I knew better. Kikyo had been one of the greatest actresses at our public school.

"You are my sister," so with that simple sentence I was suppose to be happy? God what did my sister take me for? A dog? A pathetic excuse for a human being? Wow! Too close to the truth! Instead of saying I was sorry like I use to do I turned angry eyes on her. She was taken by surprise, one thing I did like about her she could never hide the emotions that hurt her in the end.

"What does that have to do with anything?" I didn't want to become what she was so I took deep calming breaths before I started speaking again. "I frankly don't care about your wedding. You are probably telling me it so you can rub it in my face that your sons wont be bastards---well big sister, it is not going to work. You know why? Wait I'll tell you, I wouldn't want your brain to fry and have your hair catch on fire; because I am happy without some man always hanging around me." I stopped there. I needed to know why in the world why InuYasha was here-with Kikyo. "What is InuYasha doing with you anyway if you are going to marry SesshoMaru?" I just realized it had been a very long time since I have said His name.

"Oh well Sango said that you didn't want to see your baby's dad---…" I slapped her; I really have to learn to control my anger. Sometime though I feel as if my healing (priestess) powers want to kick people's butts. Kind of odd, no?

"Get out. I do not know where you got the knowledge to speak to me like that but forget it. That is if you ever want to have a sister. Oh I forgot your mother, Lady Higurashi, disowned me so you know what? I have no family only Toru! Get out!" I was really going off the wall. Kind of scary if you ever have to witness my anger first hand-Kikyo glared at me with a twinkle in her eye she left dragging InuYasha behind her. Was Kikyo that happy that she was getting my leftovers? Well if she was I should introduce her to my ex-boyfriend Mike Sonora. I looked at the clock, it was seven o' clock already; I decided to call Toru over at Kens'.

"Hello Mrs. Wolf, I have to ask you a favor. Okay well since you do usually pick Toru up from here I was wondering if you will just let him stay over and then you can just drive him from there to school. Exactly-besides I really need some me time. Yeah very long week a head; well I hope that Mr. Wolf is feeling better and you take care of yourself. Oh no need to worry I will. OK konbanwa." I hung then headed to my comfortable bed to do some serious thinking.

An hour later I was wide-awake and was seriously getting pissed off at Him, Kikyo, and the whole god damn world. Damn him for being sexy and making me succumb to him and damn Her for marrying him---the agh! I cannot even say it! I just need to sleep-sleep-sleep. I woke up the next day at five thirty in the morning. My body had an internal alarm clock; I always woke up at five thirty. Even if I didn't want to. Well no matter I might as well get up; when I was finally dressed (it being close to seven) the phone rang. It was my mother. Holy mother of god save me.

"This is Kagome how may I help---…Oh hello Lady Higurashi and to what honor do I owe this call? So she went crying to you?" My beloved (and I use that term loosely) sister rated about my yelling to her to mother? God how low can you go? "Yeah, yeah---Uh-huh. Yeah Kikyo told me that she and SesshoMaru are getting hitched. Big deal. What! What?" I think it was then that my heart officially stopped. Time of death seven o' two am-good-bye Earth and hello hell. My sister was just being mean, she could do that extremely well, and she wanted me to be her maid of honor? Oh please let me still be asleep and I am just having a dream-I mean nightmare. Even God couldn't be that nice. With great happiness comes even greater sorrow and I was getting my life's helping. "Tell her no. You disowned me I would have thought you got rid of my damn phone number. Wait I never even gave you my phone number! Go get a life Lady Higurashi!" Well that could have gone better. No matter, I was already out of the door when that phone rang again and in my car when Mrs. Knotting ran out. I backed up before she could speak and hauled out of there towards my work, Shish Junior High School. All I can say is thank god for my work, when I got into my classroom I felt calm again. I started on the story when I was interuppted by one of my good students.

"Miss. Higurashi, I need some help on my fictional story. Would you please help me?" Her emerald green eyes plead with me, she sat down when I nodded my head. I assumed she was one of those popular smart girls, I heard guys talk about her in my classes and I heard girls talk about her in an extremely envious manner. She was what every girl wanted to be in junior high-smart, lean, popular, atheltic, and having the entire football team after her-I understood their envy, I wanted to exactly the same when I was fourteen.

"What do you need help on Amy? I know for a fact that you are an amazing student and a spectacular writer. So what may I ask do you need help on?" I wonder as pulled my laptop out, while praising my good sense to grab it before running out of my house, Amy was a great student.

"Well, I do not understand what we are supposed to write about. Is it supposed to be a romance story or a drama? I just don't understand Miss. Higurashi." Her exasperated sigh reminded me of something I would have done in her case. I smiled at the thought-I think my smile shocked her. Did I mention that I absolutely never smiled in my classes? Thought I didn't.

"I understand." I paused as I looked over my plans for today. All I needed to do today was pass out skills, spelling worksheet, have students work on page 127, and (if have time) discuss fictional story. "I will talk about that during class. Is that OK? I am even thinking of prolonging the due date but that's very far from my mind."

"OK Miss. Higurashi, see you during seventh period." She left while waving, a group of boys and girls were outside waiting for her. I do really miss my school days. I sighed thinking about old school mates and such, I was so jolted out of my thoughts that I fell out of my chair; I grabbed the annoyance bitterly.

"Miss. Higurashi speaking room forty, how may I help you? What? Uh-huh, okay Mr. Shunker." My son was in trouble? He never got in trouble. I needed to call his school? I had never even got his school number! Agh, it was going to be a very long day. I called Kino Elementary School and asked to speak with Toru Higurashi.

"Toru! What in the world made you get in trouble? A kid said something about me? What did he say? He said that? He probably doesn't even know what it means and neither do you! He called you that? OK, OK-put on Mr. Marshall---…Hello Mr. Marshall. Well Toru said that the boy called him a bastard and his mom me a slut. I do not appreciate my son being open to that kind of talk among third graders! Yes I am at work right now; school hasn't started and well in about five minutes. Yes I understand that but I do not wish Toru to be called that, school is supposed to be some place you can practically call your second home. Yes of course. Well yes I agree with that and I you should know that I completely take my sons' side. I believe he was right for hitting that child. Of course, only a time out? Yes I am okay with that. Tell Toru that I love him and try to no get into trouble any more. Yes good day to you too."

I turned around to see a student staring at me as if I had grown an extra head. Sometimes I loved my job other times I really just wished that I were working in a remote exotic island that is only inhabited by me and a few very delicious looking males and my son. This was one of those times. "Yes?" My schoolteacher attitude was in place, my face went flat fast when I had seen that kid staring at me. Believe me I love kids but sometimes it is like, "dude stop staring!"

"Oh sorry! I didn't mean to listening on your conversation but I need some help on how to do ReaLogs." The kid seemed generally frightened. I loved my job sometimes. For the rest of the day I worked in a semi-daze that is until my seventh period.

"OK class get out your books---…" Amy cut me off. Two other girls were secretly talking next to her; I hated it when students thought I wasn't looking so they talked. Right in front of me no less.

"Miss. Higurashi what about the fictional story?"

"Oh yes I forgot! I realize that some of you are having troubles with your stories I am too. I am writing a short story as well, to verify everything. And I am postponing the due date until March 11th I should be done by mine by then and you should too." I explained to the now no responding class of sixteen year olds. "Any questions? Yes Michelle?"

"What are we suppose to write about? I mean there is nothing interesting that we as students can write about!" Michelle exclaimed, her short black hair bouncing slightly. She was a retro kind of person, valuing things from the 50s to the 80s the best clothes and such. And she did have a great voice and was an amazing actress.

"There is plenty of things you can write about and I want something creative."

"That's the prob!" A boy in the back of the class yelled. He was the clown of the class. No wonder why I was so annoyed by the sound of his voice.

"First of all "prob" is not a word Kenny. Second do not yell when the rest of the class is trying to get enough information to finish their assignment. Just because you don't want to does not mean the rest of them doesn't. And third of all, you can write about weird dreams, how you feel when you hear a certain song you all have the potential do write something!" I exclaimed, sometimes these student could be denser then apiece of wood. As I said it I noticed that all the students were paying attention to what was behind me, I turned to see Ms. Principal. I blushed as I saw she arched one of her very delicate brows.

"I see you are trying to shape the students into great writers. But you must, Miss. Higurashi, consider that some students just do not it in them to write beautiful masterful pieces." Ms. Principal looked over at their audience. "You mustn't push them so hard," she paused as the ending bell rang; I interrupted her before she could excuse my class.

"Remember to bring your favorite CD and your analysis paper. Have a good afternoon," after all the students had left I turned towards my boss. I could clearly see that she had something important to tell me and that something being something bad for my well-being. "Is there something important that you had to tell me?"

She nodded as she spoke, "Well you see, I have been invited to the big Kyuuhanshi-Higurashi wedding." Why in the world was she telling me this? Was she trying to rub it in? Well that jobs' reserved for my wonderful older sister Kikyo! "I realized when I was reading the invitation that your last name is Higurashi also," I wonder how long it took to realize that, "and I was really curious as to who your parents are. So who are they? I never asked you it before because I knew that some things should be left unsaid but now I just have to know. So, who are your parents?" To tell her or not to tell her--that is the real question.

"My parents are---oh excuse me I have to get my phone." Thank god for cell phones and who ever called me. "Hello, Kagome speaking," OK said that too soon. He called me all I was really wondering is how in the world he got my cell number. "How did you get number? Mrs. Knotting told you? I don't believe you. What? Yeah, yeah-now back to my question: Why in the world are you calling me? I thought you were already over me. You know since you are marrying my sister! Right," I was a shake of a lamb's tail from hanging up. "You want to see me? Why? Well I can have Mrs. Knotting watch Toru so I guess, I'll meet you at---…OK I'll meet you there at let's say seven. OK? Are you happy now? OK bye." OK the world has ended; I set up a meeting with my so-called ex. But its not because my boss has listening to my conversation.

"So who are you meeting?"

"Someone you don't know Ms. Principal, now if you'll excuse me I have to leave. Goodbye and see you later." I picked up my things and left her there sitting stupefied. It felt great to practically walk out on your boss, but I didn't so but the closest thing to it. I walked to my car as Amy ran up to me looking really winded. "Hello Amy San, how can I help you?"

"Hey Miss. Higurashi, I was wondering if I could do a biography on you. I thought about it when you were talking about what you can write that interests you and I thought about a biography." She smiled when she turned her orbs to me.

"So you are interested in me?" That question caused her to blush. A simple question can cause any one to blush but I was only asking her a simple thing, ah to be young again.

"I would love to learn about you and I think a bunch of my fellow peers would agree. You are a teacher shrouded in mystery! No one knows about your past but every one knows that you have a son, and that you are not married." Everyone knew that? What was the world up to? No more likely what sick joke was the gods up too? "I think you would be a interesting person to learn about. Miss. Higurashi is you going to sick?"

"No I'll be fine, would you give me a few days to think of my answer?" I paused a beat before going on, "I will more the due date later in the month." Her eyes brighten at the mention of that, she nodded when she turned to join her group of friends-boys and girls a like.

Shaking my head of nonsense I got into my car to go to my house that I had for over eight years. The buildings and cars were a blur past me; in my state of mind everything didn't make shapes but mere blobs. I didn't want to know that the entire school knew about my screwed up past and most of all my screwed up love life. A rebellious tear reared its ugly head as I parked in my driveway. The pansies I had planted last spring had weathered a particularly bad winter to shine this spring; to me it showed that no matter what good always came out of the bad. I didn't need to think of thoughts like that so I just got out of my car, locked it then went into my brightly painted house to be met with Toru sitting on the couch doing his homework.

"Toru Kun is everything OK?" I inquired after I sat my laptop and papers down, when I looked at him I could tell he wasn't at all OK. But he didn't say anything, he looked at me as if I just said to eat a can of worms, he got up then taking with him his books and backpack. I think it was then that the problem of everything hit me: he wanted to know why there was no male figure in his life.

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So-Ka gomenasai Minna San! I did not mean to forget about my promise to give you this entire chapter. Because frankly I have a lot on my mind with my eighth grade year of school getting over with (I am going into High School next year and am extremely nervous about it).

Also if any of you have read Past Becomes' Present you should know that it is going to be a very long time until I get the eighth chapter up and posted, for I don't know how to move files from one computer to and I barely see my brother (who can do it) so sorry.

-Oh and if any one can guess where I got the name of this chapter from, I will post the third chapter extremely early-