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Tokyo, Japan

Year 2020

The Kimura's Resident

Hiro flashed open his chocolate brown eyes, staring at the white ceiling, he took harsh breaths as he held his forehead having beads of sweat. His breaths calmed down. 'Some weird dream'. He thought sitting up, his eyes scanned his room. It was wide in space, his bed was wide also but not enough to take the space in the room. A wide screen TV at the other end, bookshelves and a wide wardrobe.

His eyes drifted to the game pad scattered on the brown floor. 'The video game must have messed with my head'. He thought turning to face the window, his eyes landed on the Chemical Plant at a far distance. 'A really weird dream'. He thought again with a scowl against his features, his eyebrow flicking together.

"Hiro dear, are you still in bed?!" his mom's voice came in. Hiro's eyes drifted away from the window towards his room door. It clicked open and his mom stepped in.

Kimura Aiko was beautiful at her age, long dark straight hair down to her waist and light coffee brown eyes.

"You look fashionably dressed this morning," Hiro blurted, raising an eyebrow. He knew his mom was always casual looking, even as a professor she was, her looks didn't count to her, just what she always had to offer to her students in terms of knowledge, to the point Hiro nicknamed his mom 'The casual mom professor'. Much to Aiko's disagreement.

She blushed. "Now, now dear, you don't have to compliment me," she said, flushed , waving her hand in front of her face.

"It could only mean one thing," Hiro said sternly.

"Dad is coming home isn't he?"

Aiko paused her action as she smiled widely and nodded.

"He's finally coming home, aren't you excited?" she asked.

An intense silence came from Hiro as his expression changed in less than a second.

"I couldn't be happier. '' His tone was in a sarcastic manner that made Aiko's smile fade slowly.

"Hiro" she said his name with no humor in it.

"Well I better get ready then. Dad is coming home" he said the last part with a hint of anger. He got off his bed, sauntering towards his bathroom swiftly and then shutting the door.

Aiko sighed.

_ _ _

On their way to the airport in a black SUV car, Hiro played a car race game on his transparent iPad. It was the center of his attention to take his mind off where they were going. The car stopped in a small holdup. The traffic was overbearing for Hiro, especially with the loud car horns blowing everywhere, too bad he left his earphone at home, because he could really use it right now.

"My my, I hope we get there in time" Aiko said checking her watch, she couldn't wait to get to the airport.

"I apologize Mr.'s Kimura, it seems we will be a bit late, '' their driver said, his eyes in the rearview mirror.

"It's alright" Aiko said as a smile pursed up her lips.

"Or we could just turn back," Hiro said, rolling his eyes.

"Hey Hiro!" Aiko hissed, a vein popping out of her head, she pulled his ear hard.

"Ouch! Ouch! Mom!" he cried in pain.

"Quit the attitude!" she hissed at him. 

_ _ _

Tokyo Airport

Hiro scowled, his arms folded as they waited inside the wide hall filled with crowd exiting and entering. Hiro and Aiko stood close to the entrance. 'What's the use of being here, when he's just gonna go back again'. He thought, rolling his eyes. Aiko was beyond happy knowing her husband was around, she just couldn't wait to see him as the excitement thrilled her insides, and it has been months since they last saw him.

In a distance, a man walked towards the entrance carrying a bag, he had dull red hair with little spikes, it wasn't full and kept short, and dark brown chocolate eyes. He was dressed formally in a dark blue uniform and a hat, his eyes searching the crowd. He smiled when it landed on his wife.

"Dear!" Aiko said in a high pitched voice due to the noise in the airport.

"How is it possible you can see him in such a crowd?" Hiro said, hearing his mom, he faced her. His mouth dropped.

"Really mom!" Hiro barked with white eyes. Aiko shaped her fingers like a binocular just to see her husband faster.

"Look Hiro, your dad's here" Aiko said.

"Yeah I can see that" he said sarcastically, he was a bit embarrassed by his mom's childish antics.

Hiro faced forward and his eyes averted on his dad. After five months he is finally back.

"Tsk!" Hiro just made an annoyed sound looking away. Aiko rushed to her husband, giving him a tight hug. 

"Welcome back, dear," Aiko said, breaking the hug.

"It's good to be back" Kimura Haruto said with a warm smile, they both stared at each other eyes not minding the people around. Their faces are inches apart.

"Please don't kiss or anything you guys are in public" Hiro's voice came in. Aiko blushed.

"Come on don't say things like that" Aiko said innocently like that wasn't about to happen. 'Oh Hiro you mood killer'. She thought mischievously.

Haruto just chuckled nervously scratching the back of head. His eyes drifted to his son who didn't meet eye to eye with him.

"Hey Hiro!" Haruto said with a wide grin spreading against his lips as he playfully scattered his hair.

"Quit it dad!" Hiro said, moving away as his cheeks heated, embarrassed.

"It's nice to see you son, I missed you guy's a lot," Haruto said amused. Hiro looked away.

"Welcome back" he grumbled under his breath, he turned walking away. Haruto looks instantly sad.

"He's still angry isn't he?!" Haruto asked.

"Yes, he really expected you to come back on his birthday last week" Aiko said sad.

"Dammit! I can't believe I missed him turning 8" Haruto said, rubbing the back of his head.

"Um dear!" Aiko said with her eyes closed as her sweat dropped.

"Hum?" he turned to his wife.

"He just turned 10," she said. Haruto's mouth dropped.

In the distance Hiro overheard their conversation. His fist tightened, his eyes lingering on his dad and then his uniform, the two stars and eagle and the name tag 'General Kimura'. His teeth clenched, he hated it all, the position, the rank, the uniform. He turned in anger walking back to the car.