1 Chapter One

"Hiro!" A slim woman in six inch heels chased after her son, who darted out from the cab and towards his smiling grandfather.

The grandfather, Aihara Shigeo, held his arms opened wide smiling joyously as his grandson jumped into his arms.

"Ojīchan!" The child, Aihara Hiro, cheered as his small lips planted a giant sloppy kiss onto his grandfather's cheek.

"Hiro..." The woman, Aihara Kotoko, groaned as she tries to catch her breath.

Kotoko straightened out her flower summer dressed, that got wrinkled in the eventful chase, as she walked over to her father.

The darling young woman gave Shigeo a kiss onto his other un-kissed cheek

"Hello, Otosan." Shigeo smiled as he placed Hiro onto his hip, leaned over to his daughter and wrapped his free arm around her waist pulling her in for a small side hug.

"Hello, my daughter." He smiled kissing Kotoko's cheek softly, Kotoko smiled before she glared at her grinning child who held no care in the world.

Not to long after the heartwarming reunion Kotoko, Shigeo and Hiro all helped bring in their things to the extra bedroom in Shigeo's apartment.

"So Kotoko did you bring Hiro's christmas headshots like you promised?" Shigeo nudged at Kotoko's side as she placed down the last box they had brought with them, she felt a small chuckle rise in her throat.

She reached into her purse and pulled out a thick envelope and placed it into her father's greedy hands.

"There is enough to show your entire reunion class of your grandbaby." Kotoko smiles as her father flipped through each photo awing at each one, she felt a bit of pride at how cute her sweet son was in each of those photo's.

"Oh my god, I am so framing this!" Shigeo gushed as he pulled out a photo of Kotoko and Hiro playing at the Los Angeles beaches burying Kotoko's manager, Joey Rice, into the hot sand.

"I knew you'd like that one." Kotoko laughs as she began placing Hiro's clothes into his spiderman dresser that Shigeo order and built about a week before they came.

~

Hours had past since the two had returned home and Shigeo joyously made a welcome home feast, though Kotoko had eaten so little, Hiro had helped his grandfather finish the rest off.

He was now rolling around the living room floor groaning and complaining how full he was.

"Mamaaaaaa my tummy hurts!" Hiro whines as he throws a stuffed animal at the distracted mother emailing her manager about her landing and reaching her father's home.

"Darling that is your fault you decided to eat so much of Ojīchan's delicious food." Scowling at his mother Hiro ran up then laid his head in her soft lap and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"But mama if I didn't eat it, it would've gone to waste. All of Ojīchan's hard work down the trash!" Hiro exclaimed as his mother softly ran a hand down his head.

Giggling softly at her over exaggerated young boy she shuts off her laptop and places Hiro into her lap, she wraps her arms around his small body and kissed his tiny cheek.

"We could've saved it and eaten it over the next week."

Hiro pouted as he grumbled out "Yeah... but it's better the first night." laughing Kotoko stood up with Hiro in her arm before flopping onto her bed tightly holding Hiro's frail body into hers.

"Hiro would you like to come with me and walk around Tokyo?" Sleepily Hiro nodded as he placed his head onto his mother's breast slowly falling into a deep slumber.

Once Kotoko heard his snores she shifted her body swiftly but carefully out of bed and out the door to her father who sat on the balcony drinking his infamous celebratory sake.

"Oto-san?" Shigeo jumped at the voice behind him,

"Oh Kotoko you scare me."

Kotoko chuckled as she stood next to her father "Sorry Oto-san..." Shigeo placed an arm around his daughter's shoulder as he offered her a glass filled with sake.

"Otosan I do have work tomorrow." Pouting like a child Shigeo took the glass and swallowed its contents.

"Otosan?" Shigeo turned to his daughter who was staring at the moon with a pain expression.

"Do you know how the Irie's are?" Shigeo stared wide eyed at his daughter, he was a bit shock she'd ask him after so long.

He stared off at the sky as he answered with

"After you left Kotoko I haven't seen or spoken a word with the Irie's. It's not like they have tried to or anything like that. We sort of just stopped talking completely." Kotoko felt a knot inside her stomach as her hands gripped onto the railing.

"Otosan I want Hiro to meet the Irie's."

~

After a long day of work at Pandai, Irie Naoki, returns home to his fiancée sitting on the living room couch flipping through some fashion magazine.

"I'm home." He announces once he reaches the living room where everyone sat and watched the TV.

"Welcome home onii-chan!" His brother, Irie Yuuki, shouts without look behind him and glueing them to the screen.

"Welcome back Naoki!" Sahoko stood up from her spot on the couch and bowed to her soon to be husband.

Forcing a tight smile he greets her back, places down his work bag next to the table and sits down, he is graciously greeted with a loud squeal coming from the kitchen.

"Papa!" Mrs. Irie, Irie Noriko, rushes into the living room holding a fashion magazine Sahoko gave her a bit ago.

"What's wrong mama?" Worriedly Mr. Irie, Irie Shigeki, asks as he stood up and rushed over to his wife's side.

"K-ko-ko-" As the words were unable to escape her lips she kept pointing at the picture in the magazine.

Mr. Irie looked down and began to stutter just the same

"K-ko-ko-!"

"What are you two babbling about?" Yuuki boredly asks as he rips.

Slowly his eyes scan the page til his eyes land on a familiar face he hasn't seen for nearly five years "Kotoko!?" Sahoko and Naoki eyes widen as they launch forward to take a look at the picture.

To their surprise the dumb childish woman they all knew was standing in center wearing nothing except a fur coat that covered almost all but a bit of her breast and left leg.

"What is she doing in a fashion magazine!?" Yuuki asks as he turns to his still shocked parents, then back to his brother who was reading the small text underneath.

"Apparently she known to be one of the top ten sexiest models in the United States and owns her own line of fashion Call 'Secret Kisses'." Naoki explains as his eyes roamed over the front and back of the page.

"My Kotoko-chan is a famous fashion model! I have to call Ai-san! How could he keep something so wonderful, so quiet!" Mr. Irie stomped her foot as she raced all over the house Naoki looked up and stared at his mother

"Ma did you even read this article?" Mr. Irie stopped and shook her head

"No I was to shocked by the picture I never even got a chance to read it. Why?" Naoki looked back down at the article and back up to his mother

"Ma the title is called 'She's Coming Home' Kotoko is coming back to Tokyo." Everyone stood in silence as they stared at Naoki in shock.

Sahoko felt a bit of uneasiness well in her stomach for some unknown reason.