I'm Home

CHAPTER 3

KHR DON'T BELONG TO ME..

Chapter 3...

A boy with black hair and brown eyes, sitting on the bench outside his house while humming a song he used to hear. Entranced with the song, he starts to swing his tiny feet back and forth. A woman with black hair wiping her hand on her apron, watching his son, looks much happier than other days. Today is a special day for both of them, his birthday.

She started to approach the boy before blindfold her boy with her hand. The boy's tiny hand starts to feel his mother's hand before remove it. Turn his head, he smile at his mother showing his cheerful smile. The woman is captivated with the smile, before tightly hug the boy.

"Happy birthday, my prince," said the mother cheerfully.

"Thank you, mother,"

"You're up so early today, dear. You are waiting for someone?" the mother still asks the same question she asked every year, to her boy.

"Mother, every year you ask the same question. You already know the answer, right?" the boy pouts while crossing his arm over his chest. The mother only laughs, even though this body looks like his Papa on the first glance but when he acts like that he resembles his Mama a lot.

"Of course, I am asking you that question. It is only 8 in the morning. If I not mistaken, Yuki-sama called you yesterday, that she be arriving at 10 am," Seira, the mother's name ruffled her son's hair.

"Mom!" the boy glare at his mother. Seira flinchs. okay! the glare is the same as his Papa.

"You look thinner and paler than before. Did you take your medicine, mother?" the boy grabs his mother's hand before lightly squeezes it. He is an only 4 years old boy, but he is too clever than any boy who are the same age. Seira looks at the boy expression. What is the expression of the boy when he knows the truth?

"I did take it, don't worry,"Seira assured the boy's inner turmoil.

"Mamoru don't want to lose you, mother," the boy hugs Seira, burying his face on his mother cloth. Seira pats Mamoru's head, she heaved a sigh. She didn't have the right to be calls as mother by her young master, meanwhile someone out there who have the right to be called by that title. The only woman who her womb bears Mamoru for nine months, the woman who go through the pain just to give birth to a new life, the woman who breastfeeding Mamoru for one year and the only woman who every single day never forget Mamoru. The woman known as Sawada Tsunayuki. Her great sacrifice was mistaken by her guardian and she lost her husband when she not even reaches her twenties. tsunayuki is so strong, even if seira in her place, she will never able to do what Tsunayuki did.

"Mother?" Mamoru looks questionally at his mother.

"I'm sorry, Mamoru. Come on let have breakfast while waiting for Yuki-sama," invited Seira which Mamoru obeys her. The breakfast is simple. Two toast with strawberry jam, scrambled egg, smoked sausage and milk.

"Gochisousama," Mamoru claps his hand after finish his last bite. He is very full, he glances at the clock. The short arm point at nine and long arm at 12. One more hour for him to wait for his favorite person to appear at the front door. One loonngg hour. Mamoru gets off from the chair and go to the sofa before slump his body there with loud sigh. Seira only chuckle before collecting the plate only to frown seeing the untouched vegetable.

"Mamoru, why aren't you eating the broccoli and peas?" Seira shouts from the dining table so that Mamoru at the living room can hear her.

"Mamoru don't want it. It tastes yuck," Mamoru shouts back. 30 minutes later, a knock was heard at the door. Seira is busy in preparing the cake for Mamoru's birthday celebration this night, asked Mamoru to open the door. Hearing Mamoru loud squeal, Seira rush to the living room, fearing his safety. She arrived only to sigh in relief, seeing her guest already arrived.

Mamoru is beyond happy, immediately hugs Tsuna's leg. His and Tsuna's giggle fills the room. Seira only smiles at the scene. If only Mamoru knows, whispers Seira in her heart. Tsuna cradles Mamoru before brought him to her embrace. No one knows how much she misses to have Mamoru in her arm. After that, she lightly kisses Mamoru's chubby cheek.

"Mamoru miss you a lot, Tsuna-san," Mamoru giggle before kiss Tsuna's cheek. Tsuna only smiles hearing how Mamoru address her, but it was her fault after all by giving him away before he had any memory of her. To her son's eyes, she was nothing but a guest that will only visit him once a month or once a year.

"Happy birthday, Mamoru-chan. You getting taller," Tsuna pats her son's hair. She gives Mamoru's present which are pink bunny plush toy from Hayami and Takeshi, a bag of assorted candy from Lambo and her girlfriend, Ipin, a tiny soft toy who looks like Kyouya from Kyoko, a picture book from Ryohei and new train toy from Chrome and Mukuro. The boy looks so happy, receiving so many gifts at the same time. When it is time to open Tsuna's music box, just hearing the first few note, Mamoru looks at Tsuna with shining eyes.

"Tsuna-san, this is Mamoru's favorite song," Mamoru brought the music box, close to his heart. Tsuna only smiles seeing her son reaction. She was beyond shock when Seira informs her about Mamoru's favorite song. It is the same as her and Kyouya's song. She thought maybe that a coincidence, but the more she think about it when she heard Mamoru's recorded humming, it was a Japanese song, it was no mistake that is the song she used as lullaby for Mamoru. That is the only thing that Mamoru remembers that a part of him lives with her even just for a short while.

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They spent the day just around the house. Deep in Tsuna's heart, she wants to bring Mamoru to fun place to enjoy his birthday. But fearing Mamoru and Seira's safety, she decided not to. Glancing at the clock showing 6 pm, she decided to head home. How she wished to spend more time with her son, just for a few hour not enough for her.

"Tsuna-san, please don't go. Can you stay here for just a day?" pleads Mamoru. His big eyes is brink with tears. His lip begins to quiver, showing he will cry any minute.

"Yuki-sama can't stay here, Mamoru. Yuki-sama is a very busy person," Seira reminds Mamoru, don't want Tsuna to feel guilty, leaving Mamoru with her.

"I'm sorry, Mamoru. I can't stay here. Maybe, next month, I'll come again," Tsuna tries to calm the boy's emotion down. Mamoru, not satisfied with Tsuna's answer, Mamoru begin to launch his attack, tears.

"Mamoru, behave yourself," Seira said sternly. She never teach Mamoru to become a spoil child. Seeing his mother's angry face, he began to wipe his tears, guessing his attack don't work in persuading Tsuna to stay. He step forward and took up his little finger. Tsuna watch him with question mark.

"Tsuna-san have to promise that Tsuna-san will come next month?" exclaims the boy, waiting for Tsuna's pinky to bind with him. Tsuna, seeing Mamoru's action of making promise remind her lot on how she makes promises with Kyouya.

"Tsuna-san?"

"Alright then, I promise you," Tsuna pinky promise with Mamoru. She hugs Mamoru and Seira for a while before began to move to her car, waving for the last time, before driving away.

"Mother,"

"Yes, Mamoru?"

"You know, it would be best if Tsuna-san become Mamoru's Mama," Mamoru smile innocently before skipped into the house. He didn't know but when Tsuna was there with him, he don't want to let Tsuna go. His heart yearns for Tsuna. If only Tsuna become his Mama.

Seira only stood there, watching Mamoru plays with the soft toy. Her heart, feel like it was being punch by hearing Mamoru wishes. Mamoru didn't have to wish for that, because Tsuna is already his biological mother. The toy he been playing with, have the same face with his father. Little did he know that he was so close with his mother. For three year she raises Mamoru, his bond with Tsuna becoming closer even though they only met for a few times. She only read in motivation book on how strong is the bond between a mother and a child even though they were separated thousand miles away and she didn't believe it. But seeing how Tsuna and Mamoru interact with each other, she knows it is true. The bond between a mother and a child she give birth to is unbreakable even though the truth about the bond between them is hidden.

TO BE CONTINUED

P/S: I AM SO SORRY IF THIS STORY IS BORING..AS FOR MY NOT-UPDATE STORY, BELIEVE ME I WILL UPDATE IT.. IT JUST TOOK A WHILE BECAUSE I HAVE NO IDEA FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER.. MEANWHILE THE NEXT CHAPTER OF I'M HOME WILL BEGAN TO REACH ITS CLIMAX BECAUSE THIS IS JUST ITS PROLOGUE