Tapestry

Ice Rink Sendai Part 2

Author's Note: No idea who made the photo above. I do not own it but it is so cute!

Please forgive my poor editing. I've given up.

Thank you for reading! <3

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Chapter Ten

There were a couple little problems with you being able to skate today.

Firstly, when a person skated, they actually needed those things that strapped onto one's feet.  You know, those shoe-like structures with medal blades centered on the underside that allowed you to enjoy the physics of the natural world. Those things... that you no longer had.

Secondly, and far less importantly, you simply just felt weird.

You were having a hard time placing the feeling, really. You just felt kind 'off' and maybe a little dizzy at times.

Your body probably just had had enough of the unseasonably cold weather.  Or, perhaps you caught a mild cold. It absolutely was nothing an extra sweater or two couldn't fix, because the last thing you wanted to do was cancel Yuki and Yuzuru's play date, knowing how much they both were looking forward to it.

Which is why you were currently standing in front of Yuzuru at Ice Rink Sendai, looking uncomfortable as his eyes moved from Yuki's skate-clad feet to your tennis shoe covered ones.

"You decided you weren't going to skate with us today?" He asked.

"I ugh," you stuttered. "I-I would have liked to, but I forgot something pretty important."

"It looks that way." 

You shifted on the feet that all of a suddent felt bare.

"You see I-," you began before being loudly interrupted by the overly excited boy who looked like a soda can about to burst in the sun. 

"Mommy doesn't have skates!"

Yuzuru's eyebrows raised at Yuki's comment.

It was a statement that would have made sense for much of the population, but not for you.  Although it had surprised Yuzuru that you no longer followed the sport like you used to, not owning skates was entirely different; It meant that you had no intention of stepping onto the ice again. The thought boggled his mind and completely negated what he knew about the girl he had spent so many hours with at this very ice rink. 

"You don't have skates anymore?"

"No." You shuffled.

"Do they just need maintenance?"

"No."

"Do they need to be repaired? Because I know some-."

"I sold them," you spoke, overly nonchalant as your tired eyes darted away from Yuzuru and to your son, who was now bouncing up and down on his guards impatiently.

Yuzuru studied your pale gaze in silent shock. 

There was no way that your feelings about having to sell your skates were as nonchalant as you tried to make it sound, especially considering you looked literally sick about it.

To a skater, your skates were your lifeblood and to be protected at all costs. He knew you shared that sentiment, but yet you had sold them anyway. Which could only mean that there was something even more important that you needed money for.

He didn't have to look far to figure out what that was.

"Mommy, come on!" Yuki impatiently tugged on your hand.