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Soji smiled and nodded as he looked at the child. “Yes he is.” He told him.
“He’s a really sweet pig!”
I probably shoulda said I can come on Wednesday NIGHTS cuz I don’t have work on Thursday.
Turns out, though, things be slow here and I’m tired from work and class today. Week one is almost over, so once June 10th is done, I will definitely be more active.
Damn you, two hour long Sadistics class. Damn you to hell and back.
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“Is that pig yours?”
Soji smiled and nodded as he looked at the child. “Yes he is.” He told him.
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“Is that pig yours?”
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“I’ve never seen that before? What is it?”
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Oh dear, Auntie was drunk again. What was the young lad to do?
“Kazuki-kun… there is nothing wrong with you,” Izumi reassured him. “I had nightmares so much when I worked… visions of being captured… being killed… all manner of terrible things.” It wasn’t something she wanted to discuss in detail, in fear of having him worry over her past. It wasn’t about her right now, it was about him. “That is… a reflection of your fears… of what you have heard. Nothing more. Worry not.”
“I see...” That was true. He knew survivors of terrible fires. He knew the danger a fire brought to even a small community. And the nightmare had been so vivid... When he woke that morning, he was in such a panic that he nearly flew out of his room to check on everyone.
He picked up his brush again, and began tweaking the image on the canvas. He added a few more buildings in the background, gave the sky a slightly purplish blue tint, and made gray shadows dance around the fire. “What color should I use for lanterns?” he asked her. Red was the typical color, but he felt he had used enough red for one painting. He wanted... to make the scene a bit happier. Festive, even. A bonfire with people dancing around it.
{ ☯ } — “Aw, the poor little thing. I don’t think it’d cause us too much trouble.” She cooed, using a finger to pet behind its ears. The animal seemed docile enough considering it was allowing him to hold it. “I don’t mind if it comes back. It would remind me a lot of home actually.”
She looked up at Kazuki with a smile, “I used to leave food out for the neighbourhood cats all the time. They took a liking to me, and a lot of them would loiter around the yard because of it.” She didn’t see the problem with it. As long as they didn’t sneak into the home, it was fine.
He watched her, listening to her remark about her old home. Well, if she had no problem with it, he didn’t see any reason to refute her claims.
“If you want, then so be it. It does seem rather tame, anyways.” The feline was even purring in his arms, so it must be enjoying the attention. “Just don’t let my brother Chitose see it. He is... rather strict.” If push came to shove, he could try reasoning with Chitose, too, but he much rather avoid it escalating to that point. He didn’t want upset Miyako or his older brother Kazuya, anyways.
[Text]: Fair enough. Are you at least friends with this individual?
[Text]: I have no idea who you are speaking of. Most likely a classmate.
[Text]: If I can manage, then so can you.
[Text]: What if I have no desire to?
As he set down the paint brush, Izumi knew he would reveal what in the world had hurt him so much. He had dodged her questions the whole time she had been there, so hopefully she was finally going to get an answer.
Once he spoke, Izumi pulled him in for a hug. Continuing her makeshift hair combing, she cooed at her nephew, “Of course.” Nuzzling him and pulling him closer, trying to protect him from the world, she sighed softly. “I had nightmares for months about what happened to my family… the mind is a dangerous thing.”
“But can you have nightmares over something you have never seen or experienced?” He looked at the painting again. “I have never seen such a massive fire, and yet, both my elder brother and my mother have experienced it. It shouldn’t haunt me as greatly as it does them... or is something wrong with me?”
[Text]: Can’t your favorite auntie just wonder, ever-so-innocently, about her favorite nephew’s potential love life?
[Text]: I have no love life.
[Text]: Are you talking back to me again?
[Text]: No, I merely posed a question. Now I know why you seem so interested in my social life.
Finally, he seemed to relax a bit. Izumi kept running her fingers through his hair, almost mindlessly, watching as parts of him relaxed, one after the other. His focus seemed to shift from the flames on his painting to something else, which was perfectly fine with her.
The door slid open; Chizuru had arrived with their tea. Mouthing a thank you to her, Izumi never stopped combing her fingers through his hair. His mother left, and she passed him a cup of steaming tea, smiling softly. “We all are here to listen, Kazuki-kun… You know that I would listen the best of all of them. Shared experiences, and all that.”
“However, do not feel forced to speak.”
He didn’t reply, at least not immediately. He only stopped once he finished the building, before setting the brush down at last. He can work on this later, when he’s of clearer mind.
“Auntie... do you... ever have nightmares? Nightmares that shake you so badly that you can’t stop thinking about them.”
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Kazuki will not honor that text with a reply.
[Text]: Did she confess to you, yet? ( ̄ε ̄ʃƪ)
[Text]: Izumi, are you drinking again?