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Omi Tsukyono
What if…
Katsuu: Now for chapter two… I’m not sure where this chapter will take us, but
I’m going to try my hardest to make it good. Oh, I’m not making Omi mean
even if he is a Takatori and I’m going to have to use Omi’s real name Mamoru
Takatori, because technically that is who he is, and we are going with a what if
here, so he was never kidnapped, just thought I’d give you a heads up. Enjoy.
‘blah’ = thoughts
“blah” = speaking
What if…
Chapter 2: Omi Tsukyono
“Mr. Takatori, it’s time to get up,” the maid said trying to walk Mamoru up for
school so he wasn’t late.
Mamoru woke slowly and smiled at the maid, “Thank you for waking me up, I
would have slept all day and missed school.”
“It was no trouble at all Mr. Takatori,” the maid replied. “I’ll just leave to let you
get dressed, and breakfast is on the table.”
“Thank you again.” Mamoru said kindly to her.
Once the maid had left the room Mamoru got up and through on a robe, he
found it very cold in the morning. Still smiling Mamoru made his why to the
bathroom room connected to his room for a quick shower.
*********
Stepping out of the steaming bathroom dressed in his blue robe, Mamoru made
his way over to his oak dressed and pulled out his customary school uniform he
had to wear to school every day. It was Mamoru’s senior year, and he was to go
off to and Ivy League school next year. Mamoru loved school and was the
brightest in his class. Before he 10th grade year Mamoru had already mastered
English and could speak it fluently with little accent, which was very impressive
for anyone to accomplish. But the only one who never seemed impressed was
Mamoru’s father, Rejin Takatori. Nothing Mamoru ever did seemed to impress
him or make him happy. His father always seemed to hate him and he could
never figure out why.
His uncle Shuichi on the other hand was proud of everything he did. His family
had a weird way of working. His Uncle Shuichi was also his step father, Rejin
had divorced his mother when he was seven and she had married his uncle.
Mamoru still couldn’t figure out how that happened, and he never bothered to
ask.
He was dressed now and he went down stairs to join his half sister for breakfast.
Ouka was a very sweet girl but she was also very bossy and demanding. She
came over on occasion, Rejin had never married her mother but he loved Ouka
with all his heart. ‘I wish father would love me like he loves her.’ Mamoru
thought.
“Mamoru, you’re here. Oh it’s so good to see you.” Ouka greeted motioning for
Mamoru to sit next to her.
Mamoru sat down next to her because he knew that’d he get in trouble with
father later if he didn’t make Ouka happy. “It’s good to see you too Ouka, how
are you?”
“I’ne Mne Mamoru, will you walk with me to school today?” She smiled at him.
“Of course I will, I don’t see any reason why you would even need to ask.”
Mamoru answer while he inwardly cringed. He hate how his sister always clung
to him like she did.
“I’m glad to hear it.” She said before eating.
Mamoru spent the rest of the breakfast eating quietly, trying hard not to even
look at Ouka for he knew she was staring at him, he could feel it and he hated it.
Finishing Mamoru excused himself and ran back to his room to grab his nice
laptop, a gift from Shuichi, and his back pack. Heading back downstairs he saw
Ouka waiting for him by the door.
“I’m sorry Ouka, I didn’t keep you waiting did I?”
“No you didn’t Mamoru.” She said smiling.
Mamoru smiled in return, but he was really cringing inside. ‘I hate the way she’s
always smiling at me, doesn’t she realize that we’re family?’ Just then Ouka flung
herself at him clinging to his arm. ‘Guess not.’
“MAMORU!” His father bellowed, “I want to see you before you leave.”
Mamoru sighed trying to think about what he did wrong this time. “I’m coming
father.” Mamoru said to his fathers call, as he walked up the stairs and down
the hall to Rejin’s study, knowing that’s where he would be. The halls were dark
at this end of the house, and it depressed Mamoru, he khe knew better than to
say anything about it. He stopped out side of Rejin’s study has he had many
times before, he knocked on the wooden door and waited for his father to tell
him to enter before he opened the door.
“Come in Mamoru.” Rejin called.
Mamoru opened the door hesitantly before stepping in. “You wanted to see me
father?”
“Yes, yes I did. I want you out of my house my sun down. You don’t live here
anymore.” Rejin said not looking up.
“But what did I do father?” Mamoru asked.
“You’re not my son, andhoulhould have kicked you out earlier, but it kept slipping
my mind. Also I’ve heard you talking to your mother and Uncle Shuichi on the
phone and you know that’s not allowed.”
“What du meu mean I’m not your son?” Mamoru asked, still trying to figure out
what was going on.
“You’re not my son, I’ve done some research into the subject and it turns out it’s
true, you’re Shuichi’s son, not mine. Now go to school, and I want you out of
here by sun down. Go! Don’t keep Ouka waiting.”
Mamoru still couldn’t figure out what was happening. Rejin wasn’t his father, but
his uncle. It all made Mamoru’s head spin, but he did as Rejin said and left in a
hurry not wanting to anger him anymore than he already was. Mamoru knew it
was going to be a long day.
“Ouka,” Mamoru said pausing as they passed Shuichi’s house, “I need to go talk
to my mother, you keep going, I’ll see you at school, okay?”
“Okay Mamoru, if that’s what you want.” Ouka said lost. “I’ll see you later than,
bye Mamoru.” She said as she walked off towards school.
“Bye Ouka.”
************
TBC…
************
Katsuu: Okay so I admit, it’s not the best, but it’s not that bad right? Please
don’t tell me horrible. I know Rejin kicking Omi out was a little random but I
want Omi to know that Shuichi was his real father and for him to live with him
and I also did want Omi’s mother to be dead. So did it work out okay? Please
tell me, I’d love to improve the story in anyway that I can. Well the next chapter
is going to be about Yoji and then the one after that will be about Ken. I’m not
sure but I think I’m going to go back to Ran after that and run through it one
more time before anything fun happens like some of Weiss meting up. Just
thought you’d like to know what I have in mind. Well keep reading because I’ll
keep writing. I have a lot of free time ^^;;;
Until next time, bai bai.
Katsuu: Now for chapter two… I’m not sure where this chapter will take us, but
I’m going to try my hardest to make it good. Oh, I’m not making Omi mean
even if he is a Takatori and I’m going to have to use Omi’s real name Mamoru
Takatori, because technically that is who he is, and we are going with a what if
here, so he was never kidnapped, just thought I’d give you a heads up. Enjoy.
‘blah’ = thoughts
“blah” = speaking
What if…
Chapter 2: Omi Tsukyono
“Mr. Takatori, it’s time to get up,” the maid said trying to walk Mamoru up for
school so he wasn’t late.
Mamoru woke slowly and smiled at the maid, “Thank you for waking me up, I
would have slept all day and missed school.”
“It was no trouble at all Mr. Takatori,” the maid replied. “I’ll just leave to let you
get dressed, and breakfast is on the table.”
“Thank you again.” Mamoru said kindly to her.
Once the maid had left the room Mamoru got up and through on a robe, he
found it very cold in the morning. Still smiling Mamoru made his why to the
bathroom room connected to his room for a quick shower.
*********
Stepping out of the steaming bathroom dressed in his blue robe, Mamoru made
his way over to his oak dressed and pulled out his customary school uniform he
had to wear to school every day. It was Mamoru’s senior year, and he was to go
off to and Ivy League school next year. Mamoru loved school and was the
brightest in his class. Before he 10th grade year Mamoru had already mastered
English and could speak it fluently with little accent, which was very impressive
for anyone to accomplish. But the only one who never seemed impressed was
Mamoru’s father, Rejin Takatori. Nothing Mamoru ever did seemed to impress
him or make him happy. His father always seemed to hate him and he could
never figure out why.
His uncle Shuichi on the other hand was proud of everything he did. His family
had a weird way of working. His Uncle Shuichi was also his step father, Rejin
had divorced his mother when he was seven and she had married his uncle.
Mamoru still couldn’t figure out how that happened, and he never bothered to
ask.
He was dressed now and he went down stairs to join his half sister for breakfast.
Ouka was a very sweet girl but she was also very bossy and demanding. She
came over on occasion, Rejin had never married her mother but he loved Ouka
with all his heart. ‘I wish father would love me like he loves her.’ Mamoru
thought.
“Mamoru, you’re here. Oh it’s so good to see you.” Ouka greeted motioning for
Mamoru to sit next to her.
Mamoru sat down next to her because he knew that’d he get in trouble with
father later if he didn’t make Ouka happy. “It’s good to see you too Ouka, how
are you?”
“I’ne Mne Mamoru, will you walk with me to school today?” She smiled at him.
“Of course I will, I don’t see any reason why you would even need to ask.”
Mamoru answer while he inwardly cringed. He hate how his sister always clung
to him like she did.
“I’m glad to hear it.” She said before eating.
Mamoru spent the rest of the breakfast eating quietly, trying hard not to even
look at Ouka for he knew she was staring at him, he could feel it and he hated it.
Finishing Mamoru excused himself and ran back to his room to grab his nice
laptop, a gift from Shuichi, and his back pack. Heading back downstairs he saw
Ouka waiting for him by the door.
“I’m sorry Ouka, I didn’t keep you waiting did I?”
“No you didn’t Mamoru.” She said smiling.
Mamoru smiled in return, but he was really cringing inside. ‘I hate the way she’s
always smiling at me, doesn’t she realize that we’re family?’ Just then Ouka flung
herself at him clinging to his arm. ‘Guess not.’
“MAMORU!” His father bellowed, “I want to see you before you leave.”
Mamoru sighed trying to think about what he did wrong this time. “I’m coming
father.” Mamoru said to his fathers call, as he walked up the stairs and down
the hall to Rejin’s study, knowing that’s where he would be. The halls were dark
at this end of the house, and it depressed Mamoru, he khe knew better than to
say anything about it. He stopped out side of Rejin’s study has he had many
times before, he knocked on the wooden door and waited for his father to tell
him to enter before he opened the door.
“Come in Mamoru.” Rejin called.
Mamoru opened the door hesitantly before stepping in. “You wanted to see me
father?”
“Yes, yes I did. I want you out of my house my sun down. You don’t live here
anymore.” Rejin said not looking up.
“But what did I do father?” Mamoru asked.
“You’re not my son, andhoulhould have kicked you out earlier, but it kept slipping
my mind. Also I’ve heard you talking to your mother and Uncle Shuichi on the
phone and you know that’s not allowed.”
“What du meu mean I’m not your son?” Mamoru asked, still trying to figure out
what was going on.
“You’re not my son, I’ve done some research into the subject and it turns out it’s
true, you’re Shuichi’s son, not mine. Now go to school, and I want you out of
here by sun down. Go! Don’t keep Ouka waiting.”
Mamoru still couldn’t figure out what was happening. Rejin wasn’t his father, but
his uncle. It all made Mamoru’s head spin, but he did as Rejin said and left in a
hurry not wanting to anger him anymore than he already was. Mamoru knew it
was going to be a long day.
“Ouka,” Mamoru said pausing as they passed Shuichi’s house, “I need to go talk
to my mother, you keep going, I’ll see you at school, okay?”
“Okay Mamoru, if that’s what you want.” Ouka said lost. “I’ll see you later than,
bye Mamoru.” She said as she walked off towards school.
“Bye Ouka.”
************
TBC…
************
Katsuu: Okay so I admit, it’s not the best, but it’s not that bad right? Please
don’t tell me horrible. I know Rejin kicking Omi out was a little random but I
want Omi to know that Shuichi was his real father and for him to live with him
and I also did want Omi’s mother to be dead. So did it work out okay? Please
tell me, I’d love to improve the story in anyway that I can. Well the next chapter
is going to be about Yoji and then the one after that will be about Ken. I’m not
sure but I think I’m going to go back to Ran after that and run through it one
more time before anything fun happens like some of Weiss meting up. Just
thought you’d like to know what I have in mind. Well keep reading because I’ll
keep writing. I have a lot of free time ^^;;;
Until next time, bai bai.