For His Happiness

Chapter 17: "I'm always here."

"In spite of our repeating promises, no matter what, I always found myself longing for his company... I want him... I need him. I couldn't help myself. Yes, we were no longer children. We established our own lives and ourselves. But in such ways, we were still young; hence we couldn't control our urges. Nevertheless, the difference between my husband and I was our persistence: I am mad, demanding, and highly impulsive. I act before I think, and once I did something, I made a commitment to myself and my deed, in other words, I have no sense to control myself. But my husband, my perfect husband, he is wiser than anyone. He is more reserved, timid, selfless, and sensible. Unlike me, he considers the consequences of his and my own actions. He would advise me... train me... guide me... lecture me... In truth, he deserves better than what he had now. I believe he deserves to have someone who equally meets his standards... he deserves to live in luxury and not to worry too much about finances... he deserves to have a loving family... he deserves better than I do...

"I know my husband. He is never a simpleton, he knew these fixations were meant for him, but instead, he rather stayed with someone like me: an irrational, loudmouth, phenomenal son of a bitch. From the moment when he said yes, I have to keep my expectations low since romances never last. But then again, here we are, he stayed so that he could tame me... care me... watch over me... and that's why I love him more than anything. And that was the moment I passed the threshold into the other side where I craved him."

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Kiku Honda became one of the top students in McNeil University. Of course, entering college was never easy, however, it was no different from entering on his first day in high school. He still remembered when he was fifteen; he moved in from Japan, he nearly got lost in the hallway until Mr. Bevins found him in the C-wing. He remembered the way his heart was palpitating every step and echo. He remembered the way he was sweating when he entered his first period. He remembered the way students looked at him like an alien. He remembered the way he wished he wanted to go back to his mother and begged her to send him back to his birth-country. But these things passed by, the past was still there, it repeated itself, but it was no longer as fearful as it was once. Everything immediately looked so different when he entered in his life.

Skipping to college, when Kiku entered in his dorm, he met his roommate: Heracles Karpusi. A Grecian man whom I would like to call a "CATholic". If you still don't get it, he has a/n (un) healthy obsession with cats. I wasn't properly introduced to this guy, except that I knew a few things about him, in which, Kiku was my source. Apart from the cats, you could see everywhere under his domain (I meant from pictures to clothes), he described Heracles' appearance as someone who isn't really up-to-date in the field of fashion as his color scheme is usually brown and white. He has a very handsome face that some sophisticated people claimed him as "the reincarnation of Adonis". His eyes were grass green but low and plain, making him look like he needed rest. With that being said, his drowsy characteristic is accompanied by the unkempt feature of his long dark brown hair. But in spite of his outer façade, Kiku once told me that it was true we shouldn't judge a book by its cover since Heracles was and still is an aficionado of philosophy and history.

But enough said, anyway, for Kiku Honda, college was close to a paradise. Aiming to become a history teacher, he managed to survive and aced his courses along with a few seminars. Although there were some minor difficulties, he was still one of the best role models in the university.

On the side note, he also kept his promise of visiting his home every weekend. Nothing much to tell except that he spent time with his family first before visiting his "other family", and as much as it was a complete hassle at first, all of them got used to the system and it became part of their daily routine.