Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction ❯ Tears from the Sky ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Chapter 6
 
Knowing that his friends would still be near the lake, Hoshi walks in the opposite direction and enters the woods. Walking for what seems like forever, Hoshi finds himself in a clearing and sits down with his back against a tree. Closing his eyes, he feels the tears stream down his face.
 
Son…I need to talk with you and I hope you're old enough to understand…
 
Words haunt him from so many years ago. Words from the night when his father told him his mother had died in a car accident.
 
“They lied to me…” he whispers to himself on a sob.
 
“We never meant to,” says a calm female voice.
 
Jerking to his feet, Hoshi raises an arm to rub the tears from his face.
 
“I have nothing to say to you,” he says, turning his back to the woman he now knows as his mother.
 
“Then just listen,” she replies.
 
Closing her eyes, Kayra takes a deep breath and lets it out as a sigh. Opening her eyes, they take on a far away look to them, as if she isn't seeing now, but days long gone by.
 
“When your father and I first met, we were enemies. I was under Talpa's power and did his every bidding. Eventually I broke free and fought with your father and his friends against that mad demon.
 
“After things calmed down, your father and I spent more time together and…we fell in love. We got married, as normal couples do, and a couple years later, you were born. Things were perfect,” she says, then takes a pause.
 
Focusing her eyes on the young man before her, a sad smile crosses her face.
 
“You and your father are the best things that ever happened to me.”
 
“Why did you leave us then?” demands the boy.
 
“Not by choice. After Talpa's fall, I took over the Nether Realm as leader. I allowed the Warlords to be my hand when I wasn't there. But time went by and turmoil grew and my attention was needed more and more often.
 
“Eventually, it got to the point where I was rarely home. We would tell you that I was away on business trips,” she continues.
 
“Your accident occurred on a business trip,” Hoshi says.
 
Nodding her head, Kayra raises a hand to swipe a stray tear from her cheek.
 
“Your father and I talked about what was happening in the Nether Realm and how it would get to the point where I would have to remain there until matters settled down. But time went by and we soon realized that things weren't going to calm down.”
 
“That's when you guys decided to fake your death and lie to me,” he accuses.
 
“Please believe me when I say it was the hardest decision I have ever made. I love you and your father. I never wanted to leave,” she says, taking a step toward the boy she bore.
 
“How can I believe anything you say now? My whole life has been a lie,” he says.
 
“It hasn't all been a lie,” she replies, shaking her head. “The love you knew as a child couldn't have been more real if I had tried.”
 
Saying nothing, Hoshi turns his gaze away from the woman he knows to be his mother, but barely knows at all. A minute passes, then another. Soon a heavy silence fills the clearing where mother and son stand.
 
Deciding to break the silence, Hoshi returns his gaze to the woman before him.
 
“Where does this leave us?” he asks.
 
“I don't know,” she replies, shaking her head. “The problems have not changed in the Nether Realm and I must return after matters have been solved here.”
 
Nodding his head, Hoshi glances down at the grass near his feet.
 
“What do I call you?” he whisper, half not wanting her to hear him and half wanted to know the answer to his question.
 
“Call me what you feel comfortable with,” she replies quietly, her head falling foward. “I know I don't deserve to be called `mother'.”
 
“Will you ever return?” asks the boy, raising his gaze to look at the warrior woman.
 
“I can't answer that,” she replies, also raising her gaze to meet his. “I hope to.”
 
“I can live on hope,” replies Hoshi.
 
“You are like your father,” she says with a sad smile. “He has lived on hope for the last 12 years.”
 
Nodding his head, Hoshi turns to leave the clearing. Stopping, he looks back at the woman who has loved him.
 
“Are you going back to the house….Mom?” he asks.
 
“Yes,” she says, tears falling from her eyes. “Lead on.”