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Next day 08.00am
For the first time in years, I slept through the night without having nightmares from the past. From those most critical times when my mother yelled hateful words at me, locked me away in one of those pitch black rooms, or physically wounded me with objects at her disposal.
Through this night, I slept peacefully.
Feeling safe and protected with a soothing warmth behind my back, that never left my side.
Unlike me, Akito grew up in our mother's shadow, and father's faith. There was times when our dad told us everyone in the Sohma family loved, and worshipped us, no matter how we appeared, or what we did - they would always be under our command.
And our mother teached us nothing but hate and violence. There was not a single cell in her body that held sympathy, and compassion toward another human being. It's still a mystery to me why a mother would resent her children so much, that she would go through the burden scarring them for life, instead of solving the problem properly.
My heavy eyelids creaks up, blinking away the remaining sleepiness in my vision, and takes in the sharp sunlight on the floor. Shining through the many windows in the living room, bringing warmth and brightness.
I came to realization that I'm laying on the plush carpet on the floor. Comfy and soft. Then my shoulder raised as a tingling sensation rides over my neck, and one's breath blows against my nape.
"Hatori, cut it out!" A smile creeps on my lips, "It tickles."
He stifle a quiet laugh, brushing his fingers fleetingly up and down my upper arm, "You know we're getting deep on this."
"Obviously." I grin, turning enough to lay on my back, grunting under my breath as my body remembered last night activity.
