I Don't Trust You... (JR) BOOK 1

Chapter 4

Nowaki's POV:

"No."

"But, Hiro-san-"

"I said 'no', Nowaki."

I stare at him for a second, then give him a sad smile. "Okay, Hiro-san..."

I turn away from him and walk out of the room. I head out onto the balcony and start to slowly take the sheets off of the wire. I sigh as I fold the sheets neatly and put them into the basket.

It wouldn't hurt him to at least think about being a Foster parent. I mean, we've been together for four years and I think we're capable of raising a kid.

     I stop folding and look down, thinking. I wonder what it would be like if we had a kid in our lives...

    An image of Hiro-san and a little kid playing saying with blocks pop into my head. I start to smile as I imagine myself with them, playing with the blocks for hours, then us having dinner together and watching tv. Then I imagine both of them falling asleep on each other and me smirking down at them....

     I shake my head and frown a bit. Yeah. That is impossible, since Hiro-san doesn't get along well with kids. I sigh and start to fold the rest of the blankets again, just as the door to the balcony door slides open behind me.

    "Nowaki..."

    I look behind me to see Hiro-san standing behind me. His face is still stunt looking, but it's a little softer as he looks at me with his arms crossed. I smile at him.

    "Yes, Hiro-san?"

     "....What made you bring up the idea of being 'foster parents'?" He asks after a quick silence. I think for a minute, then give a soft smile.

     "Well, I keep thinking about that girl, Zoe. She looks like she's lonely and has no one to take care of her. It just made me think of myself and how I grew up in an orphanage. I keep being reminded of how I didn't have anyone to turn to when I was growing up and seeing Zoe made me aware that there are other children who feel like that. I don't want them to feel that way. Plus, I really think we would be great parents."

    He doesn't say anything, so I glance over at him. He's looking at the ground, a light pink blush on his cheeks. So cute! I walk over and wrap my arms around him.

     "You know, Hiro-san? I think you would be an adorable mother~" I tease, kissing his forehead. His face instantly goes red and he pushes away from me, glaring.

"Baka! Just who are you calling the mother?!" He yells.

"Hahaha! Gomen, gomen!" I laugh. He growls and turns away. He takes a few steps forward, then stops and looks over his shoulder at me.

"Nowaki..."

"Yes?"

He pauses for a second. "....I'll think about it. About being a foster parent."

My eyes widen a bit. "Hiro-san!"

His cheeks get red again. "I said I'll 'think about it', that doesn't mean yes. Got it!?" He yells in embarrassment.