My Bittersweet Life

Chapter 5: I Hate These Stupid Cakes Part 3

~ Rosalie POV ~

I slid open his room door, seeing him lying face down on the bed. Silently, I walked over to him, sitting down lightly on the edge of the bed. He turned around, seemingly ready to yell, but calmed down when he saw that it was me.

Ichita: Ah, big sister Rosalie , I thought you were that annoying Cake Pig coming to annoy me.
Rosalie: Ichita... What happened to make you hate cakes?

His eyes watered slightly, and he wiped them away, turning back around to face the wall and away from me.

Ichita: It's none of your concern, big sister Rosalie .
Rosalie: Ichita, it is my concern. Please, just let me understand whats's going on. I can see you and Sennosuke were so close before, why are you pushing him away ? In fact, why are you pushing everyone else away as well ?

Ichita turned to face me once again, his eyes watering . I look through his heart , his heart showed a loneliness and sadness that he must've been feeling.

Ichita: He left me... He left me for that academy. He abandoned our home, our traditions, for cakes and pastries. I hate them. They took my big brother away !

I pulled the poor boy into my arms as he cried. So this is how he felt all this time.

Rosalie: Ichita...

I patted his head gently, and waited for his sobs to die down enough where he could hear me when I spoke softly.

Rosalie: Do you know why your big brother left to go to the Academy ?

Ichita shook his head.

Rosalie: Sennosuke had a dream, one that required him to go to the Academy. He didn't leave to abandon you. He's still here with you.

Ichita shook his head.

Ichita: He left the family for cake. Our shop isn't a place for French pastries and bread, we make Japanese sweets.
Rosalie: Ichita, what is your dream ?
Ichita: My dream? My dream... was to follow big brother . He taught me everything. He was supposed to stay and teach me everything. The cakes took him away though. I hate cakes !

I smiled softly at him.

Rosalie: Ichita, where is that red bean paste that you were cooking earlier ?
Ichita: Eh? I didn't know you knew I was making some...

He sniffled slightly, still not raising his head from my shoulder.

Ichita: It should be in the kitchen still.
Rosalie: Ichita. I have an idea. If I can show you your brother's dreams, will you accept them? They belong to your beloved brother, and I promise you, you're going to love his dream. Once you see his dream, I'm sure you will get a new dream as well. Let go of your old one, and follow your new one.
Ichita: If big sister Rosalie says so... I have to at least try...
Rosalie: Thank you, Ichita. I'll come get you when it's ready. For now, try to calm down. It breaks my heart to see you sad and crying.

I gave him a light kiss on the forehead, setting him down on the bed once again, and then leaving his room, remembering to close the door on the way out. When I returned to the sitting area, Sennosuke , Makoto, Satsuki, and Ichigo were all gathered around a variety of cakes.

Sennosuke: That took a while. Did you talk to Ichita ?

Sennosuke asked me right away. It was obvious he worried greatly about his little brother.

Rosalie: I found out the reason he reacted how he did.

I said, my eyes looking straight at Sennosuke .