Prompt: cozmez mom came back (like nothing happened 🙄 smh)
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Paradox Live or any of its characters.
"I won't repeat myself again. Stopping yapping nonsense and get out!"
The tap water dropping from the sink was the only thing that could be heard. There was a deafening silence in the room until the sound of the train from the outside broke it.
Kanata swallowed thickly and as if an instinct, his arms quickly shielded Nayuta behind him.
"Huh? Where is all this anger coming from?" The woman smirked. "Kanata... remember that both of you are nothing without me."
Kanata scoffed. "With or without you, we've always been nothing. So what do you want me to do? Thank you? For what? For abandoning us?"
The woman sneered. "I am your mother!"
"Know your place." Kanata steps forward and rests his hand inside his pockets. "You're just a woman who happens to give birth to us."
Nayuta clenched his fists. He was unable to move an inch but the anger building up inside him is getting stronger as their conversation goes on.
"Shut up!" The woman screamed.
Kanata laughed out loud bitterly. "What? Now you're trying to act like you cared for us when we were little!"
Nayuta gripped his arm. Memories started to come in waves and as much as he wanted to forget all about it, it will still haunt him in his sleep.
He remembered the slap Kanata took from the hand of that woman that sent him flying on the other side of the room. Kanata was immediately unconscious after that and got a really bad fever when he woke up. He remembered the way she dragged both of their hairs towards a small room to lock them up just because of a small mistake in cleaning the dishes. They way she insults and shouts at them as if they were slaves. The broken bottles, the screams, the wounds and bruises...
The thunder and lightning from that night when she sent them in an orphanage. He would never forget the smile and satisfaction from that woman's face.
"Didn't you wish that we weren't born!?" Kanata screamed.
"I just said that because I was drunk! I was drunk and I don't really mean what I said!" The woman screamed back.
"Why won't you listen to me!?"
"I said shut the fuck up!"
Kanata kicked the table beside him and the contents above it scattered around. Some fragile things shattered and the water spilled on the floor.
Nayuta didn't even flinch at all of these. Everything seems to repeat from their past.
"Get the hell out of her-"
Before Kanata could even finish what he was saying, a sickening slap was heard across the room. Kanata stumbled sideways but quickly regained his balance.
The woman chased her breath, face red, still fuming over Kanata. But when her eyes landed on Nayuta, she immediately reached out her hand. "N-Nayuta..."
Kanata gasped. "Don't you ever come close to him!"
The woman reaches him before Kanata could even stop her. She grabbed both of his hands and caressed it gently as if he was fragile.
She smiled. "Nayuta... this is Mom. Do you still recognize me?"
Her voice is unusually soft. She was never like this except for the countless men she brought home. She was being so gentle. Her hands were soft and warm.
"This is Mom, Nayuta. I'm back." She reached up and patted him on his head. "My little boy. What do you want to eat? Do you want new clothes? I'll buy it. Anything you want."
Kanata, with wide eyes, watches the scene with dread creeping up to his bones. He stared at Nayuta, who was still unmoving.
He felt like his heart was dropping. He should move. He should move and push her away from Nayuta.
"Nayuta? Can you hear me? Look, Mom is here now. I won't leave anymore."
How could he take away something that he longed for so bad?
When they were kids, Nayuta always wanted his mother's attention. He never loses hope that someday she would come to love them and care for them as her sons. Even after abandoning them and sending them away to an orphanage. He would always tell Kanata that he dreamed about their mother crying and running to take them back.
It was all just a dream, indeed.
Nayuta came to a realization that they were really tossed out like trash on the streets. No one will ever care for them. No one will love them. No one will cry running to take them back.
The woman leaned a bit closer to Nayuta's ear. "Say, why don't we leave this town together? Just you and me with all the prize money. We don't need that brother of yours."
Nayuta felt something snapped within him.
A chuckle escaped from his mouth. Until it turned into laughter. Nayuta clutched his belly as his laughter rang across the room.
Suddenly, the woman finds herself on the floor. Her body stumbling backwards and her back slapped the floor, making her gasped in pain.
Nayuta gripped the woman's collar tighter, still laughing. The woman gripped his hand back and glared. "W-Why you bastard!!!!"
Kanata felt his knees weaken as he let his body drop on the floor, still watching Nayuta in shock.
Nayuta's laughter soon died down and it was replaced by rapid tears streaming down his face. He watches them drop on the woman's face one by one.
"Look. Does this satisfy you now?" Nayuta asked with a quivering voice. "I'm crying because of you."
Nayuta sobbed and gripped her collar tighter. "T-there are many times... many times that I wished you'd change... i want you to care for us, pat us on the head...."
Gripping her collar tighter until his hands hurt, Nayuta looked down and dropped his head above his aching hand. "...cook us warm food... tend to us when we are sick.... h-hold our hands when we're having nightmares!"
Nayuta looked up, his eyes burning from the torrent of tears. "Why do you hate us so much that you wanted us gone!? What did we do wrong!? I WANT TO KNOW WHY IS IT SO HARD TO LOVE US!"
Releasing his grip from her collar, Nayuta dropped his body and sat on the floor. Kanata immediately ran towards him and engulfed him to an embrace as he pulled him away from the woman.
Nayuta and Kanata glared at the woman in front of them.
The woman sat up, holding her neck and stared at them in shock. She tried to stand up as she scrambled to her feet. Running towards the door, she clumsily opened it and slammed it shut.
The familiar silence of something abandoned and left alone.
Nayuta wiped his tears and looked at Kanata. Kanata looked at him in concern.
Nayuta sniffed and smiled. "I'm hungry."
Kanata felt tears forming from his eyes but quickly wiped them. "Y-Yeah. Let's hit raimentei? What do you say?"
Nayuta stood up and stretched his body. "Hell yeah-ah! But we have to clean this mess first!"
"It's your fault for kicking it. You're honestly scary earlier."
"Nayuta's the scary one. Why the hell are you laughing like a madman while crying?"
"Shut up. You cried too."
"Well... It's because... Nayuta's crying too."
"Why don't we build a trap in our front door so no one can trespass?"
"Yeah. That might be a good idea."
