Chapter Five

As his mother ran around the house trying to get dressed as quick as she could, Hiro just sat on the couch eating some sliced apples that his grandfather cut up right before set off for work.

His hazel eyes followed his mother with each step she took, even when she would just move in a circle. As he reached for another a sliced apple his eyes wander to a pair of beige colored heels, hiding underneath the coffee table.

“Mama.” Kotoko whipped her head to her son who held the thing she ran over the entire apartment looking for.

“Hiro!” Jumping onto her son she kissed his cheek repeatedly “My savior!” She declares as the heels slipped onto her feet.

Hiro followed behind his mother as she locked up the apartment and went down to the elevator. While his mother was talking on the phone with her secretary, Hiro stood watching the numbers slowly change as they elevator descended.