Shigure nodded, feeling guilty still, as though she was forcing herself to go with him. Plus, he never planed on Akito meeting his parents. He had not talkedto them since he left college, their last family fight. He gently grabbed her hand and kissed it. “Be prepared. I think we will stay at my parents house, unless my mother feels I am unworthy of sleeping under her roof.” He then laughed bitterly. “We will need the driver..”Shigure nodded, and sighed. “Then you’ll need to pack. This is only for a day and the funeral. It won’t be much fun. Or much of anything.” He got up, holding a hand on his side. “You don’t have to go if you thin you’ll be bored…”
She shrugged getting up and into…
Shigure nodded, and sighed. “Then you’ll need to pack. This is only for a day and the funeral. It won’t be much fun. Or much of anything.” He got up, holding a hand on his side. “You don’t have to go if you thin you’ll be bored…”He stayed silent for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts. “If there was a way I could avoid my mother, then that would be splendid.” He felt tired, and regret. His mother had basically guilt tropes him into going to see her. “You can come if you want, I’m just…
He stayed silent for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts. “If there was a way I could avoid my mother, then that would be splendid.” He felt tired, and regret. His mother had basically guilt tropes him into going to see her. “You can come if you want, I’m just going to talk with my mother. She said to pack for a day or two. Depending.” He sounded bitter as he said this.He shook his head, and looked at her. “I… Don’t know when I’ll be back. It may be a few days. It may be in a couple of hours. I don’t know.” he grabbed the small suitcase he kept at the main house, and started putting what he needed in it. His laptop, a few books,…
He shook his head, and looked at her. “I… Don’t know when I’ll be back. It may be a few days. It may be in a couple of hours. I don’t know.” he grabbed the small suitcase he kept at the main house, and started putting what he needed in it. His laptop, a few books, clothes. He finally stopped, and sat on the bed, his back facing her. He huntched over, rubbing his forehead. “…My mother called to inform me my father suffered from a heartattack. He passed away last night around 10.”Shigure stayed in the bathroom for about forty-five minutes. He talked so quietly you couldn’t hear what he was saying outside. When he was done, he walked out and leaned his back against the wall next to the bathroom door. His face was set in a hard frown, and his…
…I like being held..
-points-
DON”T JUGDE ME!
You’re judging eyes hurt me the most!
Cuts me like surgery…
No! It reminded me… Of a strange time..
And Monty Python
Shigure stayed in the bathroom for about forty-five minutes. He talked so quietly you couldn’t hear what he was saying outside. When he was done, he walked out and leaned his back against the wall next to the bathroom door. His face was set in a hard frown, and his eyes looked dull and distant. He rubbed the bridge of his nose, and in a quiet voice, “I have to go.”He smiled back, and kissed her forehead. “Ok. Just don’t get sick before then, or I’ll start to worry.” He nuzzled his cheek against the top of her head. They stayed like that for a moment, everything feeling peaceful. Then his phone rang on the…
