Manacled Desire

4. A turn

"What did she mean by cursed? Who was she?". He tried a thousands calls back but it didn't reach, leaving behind a bigger pile of queries.
"Kyo-kun!" It was during his way to school when Mayuko caught up from behind putting an end to his chain of thoughts.

"So, yesterday did you really go on a date with that woman?" As for the question, her usual tone of speaking reduced slightly without his notice. It just  made him smile from thinking it all over again as he nodded in response.
He was too overjoyed to share such an amazing experience to his dearest friend that she completely failed in expressing the way she desired.

The sun rose till its limit spreading warmth gently. During the lunch break after escaping to the terrace Kyosuke dialled a call to Sakura but it passed without receive, probably for her meeting he was definite. He decided to walk back, however not immediately. A return call rang to his phone.  This time it was shockingly from his so called stepfather.
"What is it?"
"There's something important for me to tell you, meet me the day after tomorrow. I will forward the destination" that's all he said before hanging up again.
His call only did the work of addling him more, "what could that asshole even want to tell except for house property?"
The remaining day went swiftly, too swiftly than expected. After returning home he found his old man already gone but what troubled him was that Sakura didn't contact him again nor would his call neither any texts get received, yet he convinced himself somehow.
The wait extended longer than ever expected. Another day went by without hearing anything from her. Strange it felt indeed yet worrying too.
Since the day he held her against his arms even parting for minutes feel like eternity and there two complete days crossed. Out of option he even waited hours before her office with a slim hope yet it proved futile, further questioning to a few officer members nothing came up as well.
What could be the reason of disappearing all of a sudden?"
Each question sparked a tainted worry, anger and confusion. Putting it all unanswered, the next day arrived when the meeting with so-called father was at mark.
Possibilities spun inside,  regarding it but each of them thronged to the same answer. It must be about his mother's leftover property that he always had an eye on and for it his decision was a straight decline.
Just another pain in the ass. He prepared himself to decline giving him what rightfully his mother left for his son. A place to call home. That bastard ain't getting anything.

As asked, he arrived at the designated restaurant but early so he took a window seat and his bury face between his folded arms ditching the waiters and people. In spite of his upcoming situation, his mind remained fixated outside this case.
His chain of thought continued without a stop until footsteps stopped by his table.
"You're early" Takao spoke during making himself seat opposite to him. Quiet in a happy mood while Kyosuke didn't even bother to lift his head an inch but as per sound, it was clear he heard two people sitting down in front of him.
"Seeing your attitude I will come straight to the point" Takao had no intention of tolerating his so called son as well.
"Kyosuke, I want to introduce you to someone".
Kyosuke finally looked up and from whom he saw, shook him from tip to toe.
It was his Sakura-san right in front of him.

"This is Tachibana Sakura, your new mother"

It was indeed her for sure, those same lips and eyes with braided hair but only this time looking down at him with a complete shock.
Sakura froze widening her eyes from seeing who was in front of her, as his new son.