Moral Of The Story

1: 5 Years Later

  
     " Hinata help Anya get ready for school. Tsuki make sure you guys aren't late for the bus! " I yelled from the kitchen making three lunches for my kids.
      " Mamaaaaa! I can't find Mr. Baba! " My five year old daughter cried running from her brothers.
      " He's already in your school bag dear. Now go finish getting ready. " I bent down kissing her cheek before she ran back to the bathroom.
      " Moooooom! We don't Have waterrrr!"  Hinata now ten  said pushing his sister out of the bathroom.
      " We have bottles in the fridge Sho"  I threw one to my son watching him catch it.
      " So lame" The eldest of the all 11 year old Tsuki yawned by the door holding his sisters hand. As always they had to wait for Hinata. 
     " SHO HURRY UP YOUR SIBLINGS ARE WAITING FOR YOU! " I yelled for just son.
     " COMING " Hinata yelled back running to his siblings throwing on his backpack.
    " I love three. Have fun at school! Auntie Kenma is picking you up today Anya. Hinata, Tsuki you have volleyball tryouts after school. I'll pick you guys up if not me then it'll be Suga. " I kissed there foreheads handing them the bagged lunches then I walked them to the bus station. I waved them off before returning home. I went to my room getting my uniform on ready to go into work.

    I sighed stepping into the restaurant.
    " Morning Akaashi! " Osamu greeted me with a smile.
    " Hey. Sorry I'm late I had to walk the kids to the bus station. Then on the way here I hit traffick cause of-"
   " Calm down Keiji. It's ok! It happens. Two people are seated in your area" I nodded walking away from my boss.

    I left there around noon heading to my second job at the mall. I made my way in to the famous footwear with a sigh.
    " Keiji! Go help set up the Jackals display! " My boss ordered from the checkouts. I nodded going to help my friend  Sam set things up.
     " Help me out the display picture up in the window " Sam carried the rolled up picture. Once to the window he unrolled it. It was of Bokuto mid jump. How shocking. I rolled my eyes helping him hang it.
      It's been five years since I left him but that wound never fully healed. I see him everywhere. In our kids, on billboards, on the radio, tv, YouTube videos. Everywhere. And each picture made me think back to when I loved him. The most amazing years were spent with him. But nothing is forever. People change. You move on. He did. He married that Maria chick. Only for her to go insane on him. She's now somewhere in a cell for the murder of her own child. Word is Bokuto got a restraining order on her. Now all the fan girls are throwing themselves at him.
     Spotted owls matted for life my ass. He deserved what he got. I know that sounds mean, but it's true.
     " Akaashi! Kenma's on the phone " My boss  called me over to the desk handing me the phone.
     " Umm.. Did you tell someone else to pick Anya up? " Kenma's voice questioned on the other end.
     " No. She knew you were getting her. Why? "  My heart started to race.
      " They say someone else picked her up. "
      " Maybe Sugar did.. And he didn't tell me. I'll call him then get back to you " I hung up calling Suga. He was still at work. So it wasn't him. Before I could call Kenma back he called me back.
      " Did you find her? " My voice a bit shaky
      " They said someone with white and black hair picked her. "
     " You're shitting me! Fuck! Just what I needed right now. " I groaned rubbing my temple.
     " Thanks Kenma. I'll call Sakusa and see if he knows where Bokuto is. Bye ken"
     " Bye Akaashi. Let me know when you get her. "
    " I will " Then the line went dead. I looked at my boss who gave me a nod to leave.
   
   That's where I am now outside Bokuto's apartment. Waiting for him to answer the door.