|My Parents Are Giving Me a Headache
Author: sOdium nItrate PM
Tokiya and Fuuko was talking about their past. . . atlast.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Romance - Chapters: 18 - Words: 42,511 - Reviews: 82 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 09-30-10 - Published: 01-25-09 - id: 4816583
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SUMMARY: Meet the product Tokiya Mikagamiand Fuuko Kirisawa. Race by a single mother, with a little help from the Hokage team, she became one hell killing machine. Witness how she turns the already peaceful world of Tokiya and Fuuko, upside then down.
STANDARD DISCLAIMER: Nabuyuki Anzai own Flame of Recca. Not Sodium Nitrate.
My Parents Are Giving Me a Headache
By: Sodium Nitrate
Chapter One: Four Dads And One Mom
Fuuko Kirisawa wanted nothing more than to give her a normal and happily life. God knows how she tries, albeit the circumstances and their questionable situation.
True, sometimes she wishes for a different universe where a December never existed, but she is her life now. She loves her more than any luxury this cruel world can offer. . . She conceived and gave birth to the most beautiful kid in the whole wild universe and in her opinion, she deserve to understand.
"Are you hungry?" Fuuko lean momentarily at the back seat then fixed her eyes on the road again. She wanted her to see that she is smiling and wanted her to erase any kind of idea that her mom is disappointed.
"Not really." She answered her not bothering to look away from the car's window.
"We could grab an ice cream before going to Daddy Recca's. You know how his cooking sucks."
Fuuko was greeted with silence. . .
Half an hour ago, she received a call from December's teacher. She rushes to Nishikiri Elementary School only to find her daughter's, once long, silver hair, been cut down to shoulder length, unevenly.
The sight brought her blood rising on boiling point to the extent that she wanted to strangle the principal in front of Saicho and Misora.
She grabbed December away from them, after learning that the daughter of the latter's couple sardonically did all of it, just because the color of her hair didn't match her or her boyfriend's hair.
"I'm sorry, princess." She told her while they walk away from school as fast as they could.
"Don't be, mom." She said in a tone with finality.
Sometimes, Fuuko wonders if she really is six years old. Her looks are deceiving but she can give orders in such intimidating fashion.
"December. . . " Fuuko's feet screeched to a halt to look at her daughter with sympathy. It pierced her heart painfully when she's like this. Tearless and stubborn, a familiar look she once had to endure.
"Sayuri is right, mom! Daddy Raiha is not my real dad!" She halted and throws the reality to her face. It wasn't accusing or judgmental but it reverberated to her ears as if she screams.
From a split second, her vision blurred from tears treating to fall down. But she wasn't going to cry, not while she's driving or an inch away from her daughter.
They drove in silence for another ten minutes which Fuuko cannot tolerate, but when they rung the Hanabishi's doorbell at last, they were greeted with a blast of noise from mixed questions and pile of curses.
The single mom called Yanagi and told her what happen before they drive to Recca's turf. When something like this comes, she will drag December to their old hide out, because the Hokage team can entertain her, much to her mother's another failure.
They shoved December and Fuuko hastily to the house with a series of chosen swear words from Recca, Domon ant Kaoro.
"Recca-kun, Domon-kun, Kaoru-kun!" Yanagi warned the three boys.
In times like these, even the princess Yanagi forgets that she is already married to Recca Hanabishi.
"Come here, princess. Let's fix your hair." Kagero announced before the three kills the already abused child.
The boys didn't stop though. Instead of realizing that they were talking to a kid, they have turn their hugging and cursing into fusing and insulting while their precious December seats on the chair that her grandma Kagero offers.
"Don't worry, princess. Daddy Domon will beat the crap out of Saincho's head, first thing tomorrow!" Domon assured the little kid indignantly.
"While Domon's at it, Daddy Recca will feed him with dog poo!"
"Daddy Recca once beaten Saicho-san, you know." Kaoro exclaimed.
"Really?" December asked the teenager, gray eyes' blazing with curiosity.
They have been kneeling in front of her while Kagero tried to repair the mass of silvery hair.
"Of course! I've beaten him for just ten minutes!"
The two boys nodded at her direction, chins' up proudly.
"Dada," December addressed the big guy with maw hawk. "—don't. Sayuri only got one daddy. I got four."
The latter's hauls shamelessly in tears, while the little kid bestowed him with hug, after Kagero pronounced that she's done.
"Arigatou, Kagero-san." Fuuko said to Hokage's mother figure. Honestly, without her and the rest of the Hokage (not to mention Raiha) Fuuko is a Goner.
"Don't mention it, Fuuko-chan." God knows, how she wanted to run on Kagero and cry at her shoulder but Fuuko just look at December's direction. The three boys, including her adopted sister Ganko, are entertaining her daughter with a series of stories from their UBS days.
As if, kami-sama answered her silent prayer, Kagero invited her and Yanagi for a tea on the dining room. The instance that they were out of earshot, Fuuko hauls, louder than Domon did.
Fuuko, couldn't sleep that night. She was thinking about her conversation with Kagero and Yanagi. She tossed left and right until her doors creak open, followed by a blur of sky blue pajama that jump carefully at her bed.
"Mom?" A voice called out after the owner settled herself comfortably on Fuuko's bed.
Fuuko pretended to be asleep and stay still until her daughter poked a small finger on her left side. She yelps in shock and December burst out laughing, forgetting that it's already one in the morning.
She turns to faced her then pulled her into a bone-crashing-hug that makes them both giggly.
Fuuko loves time like this when she can feel her temporary but unconditional love. Because sometimes, December makes her forgot that she is still a child. Albeit being sweet and cuddly, she shows sign of being stubborn, aloof, cold and proud. A series of adjectives they only use to a particular someone. . .
She looks at her, trying to make out her reflection, while she cling her little hands on right side. Through the dim light of her room, she can see two gray eyes, looking at her blankly.
"Mom," she called out again.
"I'm sorry. I was rude earlier." Even the apology seems to belong to someone older by the way she delivers it.
Fuuko, smiles. . .
She waited for an answer but she didn't receive any. Instead she asked her, 'Do you want to meet him, December?'
The six year old child burst out laughing again. But this time, it wasn't for merriment. It was cold and sarcastic, much like the familiar laugh of the person they are talking about.
"I hate it when you do that!" she said without thinking.
"Your laugh. . . It creeps me out, December."
She glared at her and it reminded Fuuko of the conversion she had had with Kagero and Yanagi, again. He's back. . .
She doesn't feel anything towards him anymore, but deep loathing for ignoring December all this years. She doesn't forget their arrangement though. When he learns that she's pregnant, he offers her to support the child. With broken pride, she accepted it and he never sees him afterward.
"What for? To see if we share the same hair colors?" and another strike from her own daughter. . . "Naaah! Like what I said to Dada earlier, I got four dads!"
"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to feed him with dog poo, you know."
She arched a fine eyebrow before saying, 'Mom, are you smoking crack?'
Fuuko silently cursed the Hokage. . .
A/N: Next chapter; Yanagi's Doppelganger. Please leave your review and comment. I'll answer it individually on the next chapter. Thankies in advance!