Sunday December 25 - (9:51 pm) - At home

Jul 15, 2011 15:24

Flopping onto his bed Ichiro let out a sigh, thankful the day was over. Christmas day, like a few other holidays, Ichiro found himself dreading. It was a day his mother cooked a big meal and his grandfather came to dinner. It was awkward enough for Ichiro to have dinner with his father Seiichi alone but throw in grandfather Toriyama and it became unbearable. Not only did Ichiro have to hear his father tear into him about his incompetence his grandfather had quite a few words to input as well. Ichiro spent most of the dinner with his teeth gritted.

Ichiro’s mother Honami tried to comfort him whenever the two men became a little too mean but that just embarrassed Ichiro and added fuel to the fire. He had to hear a lot about Gakuin High and how Ichiro had no control even as student body president. A majority of the conversation was about how this was his last term and how he was too stupid to make it into the university of his father’s choice. There was also talk of Ichiro making a military career out of his life just like his dad and his grandfather. Ichiro felt that he had no control of his future. Now he had to focus on passing the exams to get into the school his father desired but it was hard to study. He spent too much time trying to weed out the scum in his school.

There was one other thing Ichiro couldn’t forget and that was he was supposed to be training someone to take his place when he leaves the school someone who could handle it. Sitting up on his bed Ichiro removed the tie he had been wearing for dinner and unbuttoned his silk shirt. The only light in the room was the soft glow of Ichiro’s laptop sitting on his desk. Getting up Ichiro sat in front of his laptop and looked at his messenger to see it was empty. Not that he didn’t have friends to IM him he assured himself it wasn’t because he didn’t have many friends rather they were just busy with the holiday.

Ichiro then accessed a website the streamed anime and tried to find a gundam related one he wanted to watch. He hesitated a bit before closing out and grabbing his backpack to pull out a text book instead. It would be better to study he had to prove to his father that he could get into any University he wanted him too. Even if it wasn’t Ichiro’s choice at least he wouldn’t be disappointing his father and dishonoring the Toriyama name.
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