Chapter 2 - Back Home
Tokyo, Japan
The Year 2020
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The Kimura's Residence
Hiro flashes open his chocolate brown eyes, staring at the white ceiling, he took harsh breaths as he held his forehead having beads of sweat. His breaths calmed down. 'Some weird dream'. He thought sitting up, his eyes scanned his room. It was wide in space, his bed was wide also but not enough to take the space in the room. A widescreen TV at the other end, bookshelves, and a wide wardrobe. The walls are plastered with video games posters.
His eyes drifted to the game pad scattered on the brown floor. 'The video game must have messed with my head'. He thought turning to face the window, his eyes landed on the Chemical Plant at a far distance. 'A really weird dream'. He thought again with a scowl against his features, his eyebrow flicking together.
"Hiro dear are you still in bed?!" his mom's voice came in. Hiro's eyes drifted away from the window towards his room door. It clicked open and his mom steps in.
Kimura Aiko was a beauty of her age, with long dark straight hair let down to her waist and light coffee brown eyes.
"You look fashionably dressed this morning" Hiro blurted, raising an eyebrow. He knew his mom was always casually looking, even as a professor she was, her looks don't count to her, just what she always has to offer to her students in terms of knowledge, to the point Hiro nicknamed his mom 'The casual mom professor'. Much to Aiko's disagreement.
She blushed. "Now, now dear, you don't have to compliment me," she said flushed waving her hand in front of her face.
"It could only mean one thing," Hiro said sternly.
"Dad is coming home isn't he?"
Aiko paused her action as she smiled widely and nods.
"He's finally coming home aren't you excited?" she asked.
An intense silence came from Hiro as his expression changed in less than a second.
"I couldn't be happier" his tone was in a sarcastic matter that made Aiko's smile fade slowly.
"Hiro," she said his name with no humor in it.
"Well, I better get ready then. Dad is coming home" he said the last part with a hint of anger. He got off his head walking towards his bathroom swiftly and then shutting the door.
Aiko sighs.
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On their way to the airport in a black SUV car, Hiro played a car race game on his transparent iPad, it was the center of his attention to taking his mind off where they were going. The car stopped in a small holdup. The traffic was overbearing for Hiro, especially with the loud car horns blowing everywhere, too bad he left his earphone at home because he could really use them right now.
"My my, I hope we get there in time," Aiko said checking her watch, she couldn't wait to get to the airport.
"I apologize, Mrs. Kimura, it seems we will be a bit late," their driver said, his eyes at the review mirror.
"It's alright," Aiko said as a smile pursed up her lips.
"Or we could just turn back," Hiro said rolling his eyes.
"Hey, Hiro!" Aiko hissed, a vein popping out of her head, she pulled his ear hard.
"Ouch! Ouch! Mom!" he cries in pain.
"Quit the attitude!" she hissed at him.
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Airport
Hiro scowling, his arms folded as they waited inside the wide hall filled with crowd exiting and entering. Hiro and Aiko stood close to the entrance. 'What's the use of being here, when he's just gonna go back again'. He thought rolling his eyes.
Aiko was beyond happy knowing her husband was around, she just couldn't wait to see him as the excitement thrilled her insides, and it has been months since they last saw him.
In a distance, a man walks toward the entrance carrying a bag, he had dull red hair with little spikes, it wasn't full and kept short, and dark brown chocolate eyes. He was dressed formally in a dark blue uniform and a hat, his eyes searched the crowd. He smiled when it landed on his wife.
"Dear!" Aiko said in a high-pitched voice due to the noise in the airport.
"How is it possible you can see him in such a crowd," Hiro said hearing his mom, he faced her. His mouth dropped.
"Really mom..." Hiro hissed with white eyes. Aiko shaped her fingers like a binocular just to sight her husband faster.
"Look Hiro, your dad's here," Aiko said.
"Yeah I can see that," he said sarcastic, he was a bit embarrassed by his mom's childish antics.
Hiro faced forward and his eyes landed on his dad. After five month's he is finally back.
"Tck!" Hiro just made an annoyed sound looking away. Aiko rushed to her husband giving him a tight hug.
"Welcome back, dear," Aiko said breaking the hug.
"It's good to be back," Kimura Haruto said with a warm smile, they both stared at each other eyes not minding the people around. Their faces were inches apart.
"Please don't kiss or anything you guys are in public" Hiro's voice came in. Aiko blushed.
"Come on don't say things like that" Aiko said innocently like that wasn't about to happen. 'Oh Hiro you mood killer'. She thought mischievously.
Haruto just chuckled nervously scratching the back of his head. His eyes drift to his son who didn't meet eyes with him.
"Hey, Hiro!" Haruto said with a wide grin spreading against his lips as he playfully rustled his hair.
"Quit it, dad!" Hiro said moving away as his cheeks heated, embarrassed.
"It's nice to see you, son, I missed you guy's a lot," Haruto said amused. Hiro looked away.
"Welcome back" he grumbled under his breath, he turned walking away. Haruto looks instantly sadden.
"He's still angry isn't he?!" Haruto asked.
"Yes, he really expected you to come back on his birthday last week," Aiko said sadly.
"Dammit! I can't believe I missed him turning 8" Haruto said rubbing the back of his head.
"Um, dear!" Aiko said with her eyes close, a sweat drop behind her head.
"Hum?" he turned to his wife.
"He just turned 10," she said.
Hauto's mouth dropped.
In a distance, Hiro overheard their conversation. His fist tightens, his eyes lingering on his dad and then his uniform, the two stars and eagle, and the name tag 'General Kimura'. His teeth clenched, he hated it all, the position, the rank, the uniform.. He turned in anger walking back to the car.