A Peice of Love
Title: A Piece of Love
Author: demon_rays
Prompt: Pillow by b_sim
Rating: PG
Characters: Hyde, Kaz, Ju-ken, Hiroki
Summary: Hyde remembers something he used to do...just from watching his son. In Hyde's P.O.V
Warnings: Fluff and humor
Disclaimer: They belong to themselves
“He’s so cute Hideto.” Mom giggled, running her fingers through my son’s hair. Ryosuke smiled in his sleep, cuddling his pillow even closer to his chest. It‘s kind of hard to believe that he was eight years old already. He was balled up on my mother‘s couch, lost in his dreams. I had to let him stay with her while I went to an interview…since Megumi was doing a modeling job. “You used to do the exact same thing when you fell asleep…waiting for your father to get home.”
“No I didn’t.” I denied, shaking my head.
“Oh yes you did, I have so much proof, it would make you cross eyed.”
“…..Oh yeah? Well prove it.” I challenged, smirking at her.
“Okay,” Mom said, giving me an evil smile. I watched, as she walked to a large box of photos…and over half of them were of ME. My eyes widened, as she casually dug through the box big enough to hold all three of us. When she reemerged she grinned happily. “Hideto, look at this.” I took the photo from her and my eyes widened slightly.
I was wearing a dress, clutching a giant pillow the exact same way Ryosuke was.
“Mom, why am I wearing a dress?” I asked, glaring at her.
“You looked so cute like that I couldn’t help it.” She giggled nervously, before picking up another photo, of me when I was about ten…doing it again.
I looked at my son, then I looked at the photo, before shrugging. “Okay so I cuddle pillows when I’m lonely…you got me.” I muttered, pouting.
“You and Ryo-chan have the same pout too.” Mom giggled.
“Well of course we do, he’s my son.” I sighed heavily. “Neh, who’s pillow is that he’s holding?”
“Yours.” My mother replied. “He took it from the guest room, because he says it smells like you.” I blushed slightly, remembering who’s pillow it was I always cuddled when my father would work long hours.
“Looks like he developed my habits.” I chuckled, before kissing my son’s head. Ryosuke cuddled the pillow closer to his chest.
“Daddy,” he murmured, smiling.
“He’s probably dreaming of you, like you used to dream of your dad.” My mother mused, looking up at the ceiling the same way I do whenever I’m deep in thought.
“I think you’re right.” I chuckled, before carefully picking him up. Ryosuke clung to the pillow tighter, refusing to let go. “Um…may I-?”
“Yeah sure, just remember to bring it back the next time you come okay?” Mom asked.
“Yes Ma’am…and thank you for watching my son for me.”
“It was a pleasure watching my grandson. Have a safe journey home, and take care of yourself…Ryosuke will be glad if you do.” Mom said quietly, before kissing my forehead. “Love you dear.”
“Love you too Mom.” I said quietly, before kissing her cheek. She opened the door for me, and allowed me to step out to my car.
- - - -
When Ryosuke woke up again, he was lying on our couch, looking slightly confused. “Did you sleep well buddy?” I asked, looking down at him. His eyes grew wide with joy, before he jumped out of the chair, tackling me. “Gah!”
“Daddy!” he laughed, hugging me tightly. “I missed you so much.”
“I missed you too.” I giggled, kissing his cheek. “You know, Grandma wants her pillow back.”
Ryosuke pouted, sitting up and staring down at me. “But-but-” I gave him a smile.
“Ryo-chan, if you want a pillow….I have a special one just for you.” I said reassuringly. “But only if you’re willing to trade with me okay?”
“Really?” My son asked, his eyes brightening better then the prettiest sunrise.
“Mmhmm.” I replied, smiling.
- - - -
“Haido,”
“Hm?”
“Why are you cuddling that pillow like that? It’s creepy.” Ju-ken mumbled, as we rode our tour bus.
“Because I can….got a problem?” I asked, giving him a teasing smile.
“Maybe he misses his MEGU-CHAAAAN!” Hirioki teased, with an obnoxious giggle.
I stuck out my tongue and gave him the finger. “At least I HAVE a wife.”
“Oooh burn.” Ju-ken laughed, while Kaz rolled his eyes, and rested his head on his pillow.
“Please stop picking at each other, I’m trying to sleep.” he grumbled. We all looked at him, before exchanging evil smiles.
“PILLOW FIGHT!!” I shouted, before we started beating him over the head with our pillows, giggling like children.
“Oww!! Damn-Gah-It-Stop-OWWW!!” Kaz shouted, unable to defend himself. We ignored him and kept swinging until we grew tired, laughing ourselves silly. “You guys suck.” Kaz muttered, glaring at us. We all blew him a kiss as a response, before lying back down.
I can’t wait to tell Ryo-chan what his favorite pillow was enduring. I mused, smiling
I musedI hope you guys enjoyed this...It took me nearly all day to write it. ^.^;;