It was difficult to be a single mother. Especially when that mother had to have a full-time job. That was what Akiko felt having to raise her son by herself after his father had simply up and left them. Shido handled it admirably. He was a good student, obedient, and did his chores without complaint
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Ever since, he couldn't look at his mother straight. She was the most important woman in his life after all, and what he had seen in that magazine... discovering the beauty of a nude woman, of what a woman could really do... well, it'd sent his mind reeling. He'd managed to somehow continue doing well at his school work, his chores, everything, except being able to act normally around her, of course.
But he nodded a little bit, watching her turn to walk in to the kitchen, eyes watching the sway of her hip. Internally cursing himself, he took a breath and let it out. "T-that sounds good mom. I'll go drop my stuff off in my room and be right down, alright?" He said, already making his way to the stairwell.
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"It's ready when you are," she called upstairs before seating herself at the table and waiting patiently for him to join her.
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Of course, how well did that work? Not a bit, as it just made the idea of it more enthralling. Such a beauty living with him, who loved him unconditionally. Something his friend's at school probably had, but not from such a beautiful girl.
She might hear a thump from upstairs - which would be Shido slamming his head a bit too hard against his desk in embarrassed frustration, but either way before long he was walking down the steps, his forehead a tiny bit red, approaching the table and sitting opposite her with a small grunt. Upon sitting, he'd soon realize most all of his favorite foods were a part of the dinner.
"Whoa..." He let out despite himself, forgetting his awkwardness to glance at the feast his mother had prepared him.
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"Your forehead...did you bump it? I heard a noise," she said, hands reaching to start piling food on his plate. "Do you need some ice?"
Hey, she was a mother, after all. And he was her only son. Of course she worried.
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Now she could get her own plate ready, which she did.
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He found himself staring at her as she went about the task, her long, wavy black hair, the curvature of her body... how could his father had left her? Left him? He never understood it. Never would, most likely. When he realized he was staring at his mother's rear end, he cleared his throat and focused on the plate before him.
He noticed the bottle of sake placed on the table, and in a desperate need to fill the silence. "Haven't seen you drink in awhile, mom." He commented, bringing some of the food to his lips.
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Pleased with his mood at the moment and obvious appreciation of the effort she had gone through to make all of this for him, Akiko picked up one of the small sake cups and poured in a healthy dose. After handing him the cup, she poured one for herself, then raised it in a toast.
"To a quiet dinner."
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"Yeah, to a quiet dinner." He hoped, anyway, smiling to her and bringing the cup to his lips. Hesitating for a brief moment, he then tilting the cup and let it all flow in to his mouth, the fluid hot going down his throat. He drank it a bit quick for a first timer, so he coughed quietly, clearing his throat, shaking his head a little bit as soon as he did so.
"Ahhh, I dunno how adults can like stuff like this so much..." He muttered.
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"You should try sipping it at first. It's much more pleasant that way," she suggested, demonstrating with another sip. "Sake's better enjoyed slowly. It's not like beer."
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"Just take it slowly. You should have a sip for every few bites of food you eat to pace yourself, Shido."
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"Alright." He said finally, taking a breath and bringing a clump of rice to his mouth. "So, what brought up the dinner and coming home early mom?" He asked, glancing towards her, definitely feeling a bit more at ease. "Not that I'm complaining but... well grades don't come out for another month or so, and I don't think I've done anything special lately..."
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"I just thought it had been so long since we've had dinner together," she murmured, looking at him softly. "We're still family and we should spend time with one another. I thought it might be a good idea to make the effort and do that before we lose touch."
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