Title: When he left me... Pairing: Ohmiya, Jun/ ?, Sho/oc, Nino/oc Rating: PG genre: Romance, drama, fluff, family, AU Plot: Nino broke up with his boyfriend Satoshi. Six years later, Satoshi discover all the truth Warning: bad english xD Note: Hello everyone please enjoy the sixth chapter of When he left me... ^^ another one-shot from Arashi Family will come later so stay aware :D
Satoe and I start eating our evening meal. I didn't have time to do big groceries so I just bought some ready-made bentos on my way home. The girl, as always, eats heartily.
- Sorry for tonight's dinner, Satoe-chan. I'll do groceries tomorrow.
She shakes her head.
- It doesn't matter Satoshi-kun. She said punctuating her sentence with a bright smile. - So ... You had fun at school? - Hum! We sang, we made drawings and I went sliding with Masaki-kun and Setsuna-chan! - Setsuna-chan? Was it the little girl with you at the daycare just now? - Hum! She lives with her daddy and he works a lot so she always stays last. - So Ka ...
Now I understand better, the father of this little girl must be very busy.
- Masaki-kun, his house is a restaurant. His dad came to talk about his job at school and Setsuna-chan's dad too. Dad had to go too, but ...
The little one's head down and seems about to cry. Yet she looks up and displays a small smile.
- But he had to stay in the hospital because of his illness. It's not his fault.
Satoe-chan is much braver than me. She shows very little grief after the death of her father and is only a child. Maybe it's because she's still too little, she may not be aware of what death exactly is.
- Satoshi-kun? - Yes ? - What is your work ? - I'm teaching painting and drawing in high school. - Ooooh ... That's right, Dad told me that you drew suuuper well! Will you show me? - After dinner and bath. I say chuckling.
*****
After the Satoe's bath, I took out my old sketchbooks and we look at them together.
- And that, Satoshi-kun, what's it? - This is the university park where your daddy and I went.
My eyes glide to the lower right corner of the page and the date confirms what I thought. It's the drawing I made when he came to talk to me that day, shortly after our meeting.
- Sugoi! she exclaims for at least the 20th time of the evening.
I turn the page and the drawing that follows pulls me a little nostalgic smile. This is the first drawing I made of Kazunari. At the time, we did not go out together yet, I think I had to draw him head on, one of those nights where he did not leave my thoughts.
- Is it daddy? the girl asks, pointing at the sketch of the finger. - Hmm. - You drew him a lot? - Enormously, he was my muse. - What's a muse? - It's a person who makes you want to draw only him or her. - Oooh ...
I turn the pages, the portraits of Kazunari succeed each other from every angle and Satoe remains amazed at my works.
- You drew really really a lot. She observes. - Hum, but your dad did the same, he took lots and lots of pictures of me. - And me too, even when he was sick. - Your dad never left his camera, he had saved a lot of money to afford it and had worked hard to enter the university to become a photographer. He realized his dream, you know? It's something rare and precious.
The little yawn to unhook her jaw. My eyes slide towards the clock and find that it is more than time to put her to bed. I close my notebook and put it on the coffee table.
- It's time to go to bed, Satoe-chan.
She gets up and goes to the room, I follow her. As soon as she puts her head on the pillow, she falls asleep. It must have been a long day for her. I cover her up properly and watch her sleep for a moment before leaving the room. I'm not sleepy. To occupy my evening in silence, I decided to resume my reading of Kazu's diary where I left it. The picture of a baby is glued to the page where I stopped this morning. I did not even notice it. Of course, this baby is Satoe-chan. The photo had to be taken by Kazu at the maternity ward because above the child's head is a card with her name, date of birth and other informations.
April 15, 2008
Dear Satoshi,
Satoe is 8 days old. On the next page, this is the first picture I took of her. I took it two days after her birth. Don't you think she looks like me? I have not yet managed to immortalise them correctly but everyone tells me that she has my eyes.
I think I'm getting used to my new pace of life. Now I can prepare a bottle in record time! Fortunately, because considering the appetite of the baby it's better if I want to spare my eardrums a minimum.
It's crazy, when I see her I feel like falling in love again. She's so perfect, I'm sure there is no more perfect child in the world. I have always found parents who made such comments completely ridiculous, but now that I became a father, I fully understand how they feel. But my daughter far surpasses their gremlins in strollers!
Nevertheless, Satoshi, you don't quit my thoughts since our breakup. I regret what I did and I will never forgive myself. I hope you're well, that you will find someone who will not flee like the coward that I have been and that I still am for not trying to come back to you. But I can't come back anymore, you certainly will not want Satoe who is, in spite of her, the cause of your misfortune and I can't leave her, never.
However, your smiling face in the morning, your soothing warmth by my side before falling asleep, your kisses that melted me in an instant, your voice soft and calm in all circumstances; all that, I miss it more than you can imagine. I would like to write to you, but I can't, for fear of rejection or ignorance that would break my heart more than now.
It's a strange feeling to be filled with happiness by a little being who has never even spoken to me while suffering from your lack of which I am nevertheless responsible. I love Satoe more than anything in the world, the times I spend with her are priceless but once in bed, waiting for sleep to seize me, this bed seems huge for me alone.
I wish I could have you both ...
*****
- Satoshi, do you want me to take you home after the meeting? - Huh? What? Which meeting? I said when prepare myself to exit the teacher's room to go in the art class for the lessons of the afternoon. - The meeting tonight. Did not you read the schedule I brought you the other day? - I had to forget ...
Indeed, this schedule is completely out of my head and I could not arrange for Satoe. That's a real problem.
- What's the matter ? Jun asks me. Why are you making this face ? - We'll have until 7 pm, right? - Yes, as usual. - I'm supposed to pick Satoe up at kindergarten at 5 pm. - Can't you call to make arrangements?
I sigh.
- I'm going to try. See you later at the meeting. - Hmm.
I leave definitely the room and take the elevator to go to art class. When I enter the room, my students are already settled. Third year, talkative but not bad.
- Hello everyone, you can go back to your works, I have a personal phone call and I am yours.
So I put my bag on the desk and out of the room while the students get to work. I then grabbed my phone in my pocket and dialed the school number. It's a female voice that answers me, I don't know her. It's probably the director.
- Yotsuba kindergarten, what can I do for you? - Ohno Satoshi desu, I'm taking care of Ninomiya Satoe-chan ... from the butterfly class I think ... - Hai, hai. What can I help you with ? - I will not be able to pick her up at 5 pm as planned, I have an impediment that could last until 7 pm and I wondered until what time was the daycare of the school ... - Don't worry Ohno-san, our daycare is held until 8 pm. - 8 pm ? I am relieved. - Don't worry, I'll send the message to Ikuta-sensei. - Thank you very much ! - Good afternoon Ohno-san. - Good afternoon.
I hang up, relieved. I can go back to school a little quieter, knowing that I will not worry too much for Satoe-chan during tonight's meeting. My students are calm. I take this opportunity to continue the sketch I started yesterday while waiting for the bell to ring.
*****
* Flashback *
Footsteps near me wake me up. I open my eyes and in the darkness of my room, I can distinguish the silhouette of Kazunari who puts his jeans on and then buckle his belt not far from my bed. He turns around and his eyes cross mine.
- Hey! whispers it. - You planned to go like this? without even kissing me? - I didn't want to wake you up Satoyan, my class starts early today. He said to me, leaning down to imprison my lips with his own.
He wants to get away from me but I hold him firmly by the wrist.
- I'm not your one night stand, I expect a minimum of attention from you. I say with a small smile. - Gomen. We would have seen each other at the cafeteria at lunchtime. - Hmmm ... I know, and I already know what I'm going to eat for dessert.
This time, it's his turn to show a small smile on the corner of his lips. He observes me by biting his lower lip and kissed me passionately before donning his t-shirt, his shoes and grabbed his bag and camera on my desk.
- You'll thank your roommate for leaving us that night. I love you. He said smiling at me one last time before leaving the room.
I laugh internally, I almost made him crack but it's true that morning bed activities aren't really appropriate for him, it's true that his lesson begins at dawn and he works hard to achieve his dream. I will not get in his way. His passion for photography and his seriousness when it comes to his studies are two of the things I like about him. I smiled vaguely staring at the door through which my boyfriend came out and after many minutes, my glance slips on my alarm clock which indicates 6: 14 am. My first lesson of the day is at 9 am. I rest my head on my pillow and put the blancket on my shoulders to go back to the land of dreams.
* end of flashback *
- Satoshi ! Oi ! Satoshi !
I wake up shaken by Jun. I rub my eyes a little. We are in his car and from what I see, we stopped near kindergarten.
- We arrived at the kindergarten, you're sure you don't want me to take you home? I can wait two minutes, you know? - No, no, it'll be fine. Thank you Jun. - Jaa, see you tomorrow? - Hmm. See you tomorrow.
I open the door and exit the vehicle. Once on the sidewalk, I wave to my friend who then walks away. I walk a few more meters and enter the kindergarten yard. In this month of May, it's not yet dark outside, it's a chance. I enter the building and easily find the class where the daycare takes place. When I enter, Satoe throws herself on me.
- Saaatoshi-kun! - Konbanwa Satoe-chan, Gomen ne, I couldn't come sooner.
She shakes her head.
- It doesn't matter.
Setsuna-chan, since that's her name, is still here today and she still stares us in silence before returning to her drawing. Ikuta-sensei approaches me.
- Konbanwa, Ohno-san. Everything went well today too. - Excuse me for calling at the last minute. I lean forward. - Don't worry about that, Ohno-san.
The door opens hurriedly and a breathless man in a tie suit enters the room.
- Daddy !
The face of the little girl at the table lights up and she gets up to go throwing herself into the arms of the newcomer. He kisses her on the forehead and installs her on his hip.
- Sakurai-san, konbanwa. Says Ikuta-sensei. - Konbanwa. The man answers.
I give him a nod to greet him and he answers.
- Jaa, Satoe-chan, you take your things back and we're going? - Hum! - Setsuna, you're going too? It's already late and we have to go home.
Sakurai places her daughter on the floor and she follows Satoe to the coat racks.
- I'll help you, girls. Said the teacher before following them too.
Here I am alone with Setsuna-chan's father. He's the one who starts the conversation.
- You must be the father of Satoe-chan, I've never seen you before, I think it was her grandmother who ... - No, no, there's a mistake, I'm not her father. He passed away and I ... take care of her for a few days. - Oh I see. I'm sorry, I got carried away. Sakurai Sho. He says, holding out his right hand. - Ohno Satoshi. I answer by shaking his hand with a smile. - My daughter isn't always very talkative outside of us but she and Satoe-chan are very friends, she often talks about her during dinner. - That's the impression I got. You seem to work a lot. - That's right, I work for a TV channel and I'm alone to raise my daughter. I blame myself for leaving her so late at the daycare, but I don't really have choice. - I'm ready daddy! says Setsuna-chan on the way back with Satoe and Ikuta-sensei. - Yosh! We can go, princess! said his father, taking her in his arms. - We too, ne Satoe-chan? - Hum! She exclaims with a broad smile.
We leave the nursery school every four after saying goodbye to Ikuta-sensei and once we arrive at the gate, our paths separate and we make a final sign before Satoe and I set off to my apartment.
- So for the groceries, Satoshi-kun ... - Gomen! I promise, we'll go tomorrow!