Chapter 58: -26- Alley Talk

~~**  Watanabe Chigusa’s Point of View **~~

 

Shota called a ridesharing taxi large enough to fit all five of us, and had them drive us to the nearest bowling alley.  Along the way I was left with my thoughts on the conversation I had with Kumi-san in the bathroom when Shota stirred up a fuss in the picture club photo booth.

 

“What a spectacular failure that was…”

 

Kumi-san didn’t seem upset by her spectacular failure though.  She was actually happy to find out that Raita wasn’t the kind of guy to fly off the handle when his girlfriend tries to give a kiss to his best friend.  I was also a bit on the same page, but for the opposite reason.  I was thrilled to see Shota’s jealousy and protectiveness of where exactly my lips belong.

 

It sounds strange that I might go along with something like that, barely knowing the girl at all, but I had a reason for doing so.  It was mostly to confirm something from last night.

 

Shota, mom, and I having slept together for the first time, specifically.

 

It’s not that anything sexual happened in the bed, Shota was clear he wouldn’t do anything with me there if it wasn’t for the sake of their marriage… but there was something powerful in that bedroom that night, and though all I could do was cling to his back, my mother and I had locked eyes and volumes were spoken without needing any words.

 

Namely, it was my mother’s intention.

 

It was like that night in the kitchen between us.  Shota couldn’t have known about it, but we had that moment before.  As I rode Shota’s face and she squeezed him dry, there was this sort of harmony that came into being.

 

Though I can be a bit of a selfish entitled brat, I don’t hate my mother.  It’s quite the opposite, actually.  I hated that I couldn’t free my mother from loving my scumbag father without crushing her.  Thankfully that asshole did it himself at exactly the wrong moment and she ended up stealing my Shota in the process, but I forgive her for that.

 

Because Shota isn’t just a good man, he’s a source of happiness, for both of us.  The only problem was the two of us coming to terms with that.  There’s nothing wrong with wanting a good man all to yourself, that’s natural for a woman.  But sharing that man you want all to yourself with another woman is a difficult thing.

 

We both deeply love Shota.  We also love each other as family, too, to the point we can be completely open with each other about the feelings we both have for him, and we do it every morning while having our cup of coffee on the kitchen porch while waiting for him to wake up and come downstairs.

 

The mom I had known growing up was that loyal television housewife that could always be relied upon as a noble honest woman, even though dad was anything but.  But mom also behaved in a sterile way.  She was almost robotic throughout my childhood.  When dad finally got caught with his cheating, and mom left… the mother I came back to, the one who had married my love… was a very different mother than the one I remember growing up with.  All her little behaviors and mannerisms, her public displays of affection… everything was amplified so grandly.

 

Mom wasn’t a caged housewife looking for small joys here and there.  Mom was fucking happy.  It was like anything and everything she had ever bottled up was now pouring out like a carbonated drink that had been shaken up for while and had the lip opened quickly.  

 

Hanazono Mayuri came bursting out for the first time probably since she was my age.

 

Now, Mom has waffled a few times in her behavior towards me during this time, worried that perhaps what she was doing was going to cause Shota to rethink his marriage to her, or cause him to get beyond fed up, but every single time he just kept reaffirming to her that it was her and her alone he loved.

 

And he did.  He truly did.  I saw it all, and it hurt to see it.

 

I threw myself at him with all that I had, short of breaking his rule which would cause him to throw me out, and it wasn’t nearly enough to wedge myself into his heart… until that happened.

 

When I told him about the baby, and he had a chance to see the ultrasound, that was when things changed around the house.  Mom too.  Having her be the one to discover my pregnancy, I actually worried that would be the final weight to break the mule’s back… but instead it became the glue.

 

Shota warmed up to me after that.

 

Mom began to pull me into their marriage little by little.

 

And Shota, who had been fighting it on two fronts, finally caved in a little bit.  Now I’m on a date with him and my mother, as his girlfriend.  I’m no longer his ex-girlfriend anymore!  It’s not a grand improvement, but my mother is his wife, and I’m his girlfriend.  In truth, I’ve only recovered my old position, but I’m not disappointed with that.  Because Shota acknowledged that there was love there between us, even if he doesn’t have the courage yet to define it.

 

It made me wonder about something though.

 

My low-key friend, Kurone-chan, loves reading books on romance, and one theme she loves more than any other is the concept of fated lovers.  Specifically those tied together by the red string of fate.

 

Should it come as a surprise that Shota who was once in a fake relationship with his aunt, an older woman who had a daughter close to his age, once more find himself in a relationship with an older woman with a daughter his age?  It’s definitely more than a coincidence, but does Shota see it for what it is?

 

If I had ended up with that creep from the mixer, or perhaps someone else, would I still be thinking fondly of Shota now?  Would I wonder what could have been with him as the years pass, like they already have for Kumi-san?

 

I don’t know what that girl’s intentions are just yet, but I don’t think they’re hostile.  As a woman, I can tell by her mannerisms around Raita that she’s not planning on discarding him.  She genuinely seems interested in him in fact.  But it doesn’t change that she did try to instigate something and I went along with it for my own ends.

 

And that’s where things get weird.

 

I know something’s coming.

 

I don’t know what it is, but I know it’s coming.  Call it a sixth sense or whatever.  But I wonder if I’m the only one to feel it?

 

We arrived at the bowling alley, and Shota took care of getting us a lane, sending me ahead after picking out my shoes to go order some food and drinks for us.  Mom in a unusual move asked for a soda instead of a beer, and so with snacks ordered, we began to hang out and bowl.

 

What none of us knew at the time, was that Kumi-san had sent a message ahead of us, and we were joined by someone two games in.

 

It was her mother, Nene-san.

 

“Auntie?”

 

“Nene-san!”

 

“Mom!”

 

“Okazaki-san?”

 

The four of them were quick to acknowledge her arrival in time for the third game, to which she was quickly added and a pair of shoes rented for her.

 

Kumi-san apologized, knowing what she did was sneaky, but she said it was for a good reason, and that was to keep my mother happy.  Since mom was older than us, Kumi-san felt having another adult her age here for the fun would make everything feel a bit more balanced, and it truth it did.

 

Mom and Nene-san were chatting non-stop, Shota was just going along with it, but looking relieved to see my mother happy.  Kumi-san was having fun beating her boyfriend by a full spare’s worth of points, and I… kept feeling strange.

 

It was fun.  The date we were on, all things considered, was immensely fun.  At some point, Mom and Nene-san wandered off somewhere together, and that left us four alone to play a round together.

 

Kumi-san however pre-empted it with a deep bow and a quick explanation for something none of us expected.

 

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“I’m sorry to invite her unannounced, Shota-nii, Chigusa, Raita.  It’s just… there are some things going on at home, and ever since Shota-nii called my mom the other day… I wasn’t sure what to do about it.”

 

“What do you mean, Kumi-chan?”  Shota asked with a concerned face.

 

“You know mom’s partner…”

 

“Yeah?”

 

“Things… have been weird between them.  I mean, things were always weird since the beginning, and I never quite understood why mom needed to date another woman… but she hasn’t smiled since your parent’s funeral, Shota-nii, and it’s only gotten more profound over time.  But, when she came back from seeing you the other day, that changed.  She was happy again, until she had a special night with her partner a little after, and then she was back to her old… self.  And you know what I mean by that, Shota-nii.”

 

Shota had a serious face on when he nodded at her.

 

“I don’t think it was an accident you reached out to her when you did, Shota-nii, but… I saw it when mom was with your wife.  Mom was happy again, like she was… back then… with us.  When we were a family.  I’m not asking for anything crazy… I’m also grown up enough to understand that what's in the past can’t change so easily… but I want my mom and your wife to be friends.  My mom needs whatever kind of friendship your wife has given her more than anything right now.”

 

Shota held up a hand, and Kumi-san stopped rambling.

 

“I have no intention of telling Mayuri-san she can’t be friends with Nene-san, Kumi-chan, so you don’t have to worry.”

 

“…why did you let that woman take mom and me away?”

 

“What are you talking about?”

 

“Even if it wasn’t legal, you and mom were basically married!  You loved her… and you were always so good to me… so why did you let that nasty woman steal my mom away from you?”

 

“Kumi-chan… I was twelve, almost thirteen.  What your mother and I had wasn’t normal.  She never saw me as a man, let alone one reliable enough to be her husband.  She sat me down one day and explained how impossible it was for us… to be anything, really.  I mean I’m only two years older than you… imagine what that’s like for her to date someone the same age as her daughter…”

 

Hearing Shota say that was actually funny, because that was exactly what was going on now, the only difference was that he was six years older now than he was at that time.

 

“Why, though?  It’s only been six years and it’s the same thing with your wife and girlfriend, right?”

 

She was quick to catch it too!

 

“…I don’t know what to tell you then, Kumi-chan.  It’s not like I didn’t love Nene-san… I loved her as best as I could… but she… just didn’t feel the same way.”

 

“That’s bullshit!  Mom’s always loved you!”

 

“No, Kumi-chan.  We played house back then, because dad let me be selfish.  I knew Nene-san and you were in a bad situation and everyone humored me because it was a way for dad to teach me how to be a man.  I did it to protect you both… but it’s not like I really did anything… I mean, what can a kid that age do that matters one bit in the adult world?”

 

Kumi-san appeared unsatisfied by Shota’s answer.  Raita was behind her and holding her shoulders.  There were onlookers, but no one gave a shit.  I didn’t really feel like I could say anything here that was relevant either, but Shota wasn’t done talking.

 

“Kumi-chan… do you remember when we used to play with my jigsaw puzzles?”

 

“Yeah, I remember.”

 

“Do you remember when your mom had just found a job a few months after you and her moved into my room, and you kept asking when she’d be home… so I said there was a way to make sure she’d get home, and that was to do something impossible and make a wish.”

 

“The upside-down puzzle.” Kumi-san answered him.

 

“That’s right.  And do you remember how hard it was to find what pieces fit, and how it felt like it took forever, but in truth it was only three hours?”

 

“Y-yeah… then we made the wish and mom came home a few minutes later.”

 

“Do you remember how that puzzle started?”

 

“Yeah, you said it was best to start with the edges, but I went and started with the middle.  But I couldn’t find even one match.  Once you set up the outside frame, you easily found the pieces one by one until the last two in the middle were the ones I finally found in all that time that fit.”

 

“That’s how it was for us, Kumi-chan. The relationship we had back then, you, your mother and I… was built like the framework alone.  Any little touch would damage the overall picture.  It was weak to outside influence, and what should have held it together in the inside was missing.”

 

Shota reached around my waist and pulled me to him.

 

“My life changed when I met Chigusa, I just hadn’t realized it yet.  She was like those two pieces you held on to at the end, only she just kept trying to fit into the same wrong side of the piece.  That led to some confusion and for us both to give up on each other...  But when I met Mayuri-san afterwards, she and I fit into the correct spot on the first try, which was what made everything so amazing with her.  From the very beginning, the two middle pieces fit.  No framework was established, it was all risk and no safety… she just fit, and we were happy with that alone.  But then slowly other pieces began to settle around us, though there was a gap, which took a while for us to understand belonged to Chigusa, who was just trying to fit in the wrong side of the same puzzle piece the whole time.  Now, like my wife, she also fits.”

 

“Then where do mom and I fit, Shota-nii?”

 

“I don’t know, Kumi-chan.  There’s no framework.  It’s by luck alone that Chigusa and Mayuri-san fit me where they do.  There’s no framework this time, all the pieces come and go and since the puzzle is being solved from the middle this time, there’s no way of knowing.”

 

“Well I know one thing for sure.  Mom doesn’t fit with that woman!”

 

“Alright.  But even if that’s the case, the only person who can decide that for herself is Nene-san.  There’s nothing we can do unless she’s prepared to admit that to herself.  If something happens, you know I’ll protect her.”

 

“Just mom?”

 

“Hey, Raita’s a good guy, let me sell him up a bit here…”

 

Kumi-san looked up at Raita who had remained silent, but gently held onto her the entire time.

 

“…I guess…  but if anything happens to mom, you swear you’ll look after her?”

 

“I’ll always look after the family I care about, Kumi-chan.”

 

Hearing him say those words with a firm determination made me sure that there was no one else I could trust as the father of my child and the husband of my mother, than Tachibana Shota.

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