Author: Bitz
Title: Calming the Storm
Rating: Teen (language warning)
Huckleberry #9. don't throw out the baby with the bath water
Pistachio #6. reward
Topping/Extra: N/A
Series:
Medicinal Love Series:Book Four-Resuscitation of the Heart
Summary: Hikaru calms down his wife after she finds out her mother is back.
Characters: Aija, Hikaru
Word Count: 728
A/N:
Hikaru looked at his wife who was still curled up in a ball on the bed, sobbing her heart out and he gave an uneasy sigh, before walking in to the bedroom. He hated seeing her crying as it was such an opposite of her usual cheery and upbeat personality. He wanted to fix it, but how do you fix something like this?
Coming around the corner of the bed, his eyes connected with Aija’s which were covered in a watery sheen. Tear trails had dried on one side of her cheek but another tear moistened it all over again as she saw her husband.
“Hi, Baby.” Hikaru heard Aija whimper out, warming his heart.
“Hey.” He sat down in front of the curled up woman, holding her close to his side. “I heard about what happened, Koi.” At her questionable look, he explained, “Your dad texted me. You want to talk about it?”
“I…I don’t know what there is to talk about. It is what it is.” Aija gasped out as she tried to regain her composure.
Hikaru cocked his head. “It seems like a very important thing to talk about Aija. You sure you don’t want to talk?” He reached down and stroked her forehead, wiping her tears away with his thumb.
Aija shook her head then in the next minute popped straight up in a sitting position. “I mean, what? Does she think she can just be right into my life after nineteen years? She thinks I’m just ok with her being back with me so suddenly? Like we’re buddy buddy?”
Hikaru searched his wife’s eyes. They flamed with fury, contrasting with the tears still welling up at the bottom of them. He grabbed her hand to comfort her more. It was killing him that she was filled with such agony about this. But he had to help her through it to make them both feel better.
“What do you think should happen, Aija?” He asked her.
“I don’t want nothing to do with her. She didn’t want anything to do with me!” Aija spat. There was silence but Hikaru knew that Aija noticed his displeased expression. She sighed and sat back on the bed pillows. “What? I know that look. You think I’m in the wrong.”
“No, not so much. You have a justified right to be angry, Aija. I just don’t think you should throw your mother out so lightly.”
Aija scowled at Hikaru as if he were a foreign object and whispered, “Are you serious right now, Babe?”
“Dead serious.”
“How the hell can that be? You know what that woman has done to me. You know how she didn’t even try to come looking for me. Me! Her own daughter!”
Before Aija could decide to fly off the handle, Hikaru being experienced in the act, tried to calm his wife back down. “Anata, I understand this. But she did find you and now she’s wanting to make things right.” Even though, Aija shook her head as he spoke, he continued. “In any way possible. So, all I’m saying is maybe you shouldn’t dismiss so quickly.”
Aija’s fixed face of determination, told Hikaru that he was losing this battle but he had said what he needed to. “No matter what, she’s still your mother and maybe you don’t know the majority of her story just yet.”
Aija glanced up at Hikaru who finished with “Open her book and read it. Then make your decision, Koi. That’s all. Give her a try.”
Staring into her eyes, Hikaru could see some of the stubbornness leaving her gaze and was pleased with just that bit of change, but there was still some work to do. “I’m going to check on Nari. Let me know if you need me.” Aija nodded and after kissing his wife’s forehead, he got up and walked to the door. Before he left, he looked over his shoulder. Aija sat with another pillow against her stomach. She hugged it and buried her face in the pillow.
Hikaru sighed once more. The decision to accept the one woman that changed her life was Aija’s alone. He just hoped she picked the right choice. She deserved to have closure for herself.