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The plot is set in alternate universe.

"Who's My Daddy?"

(Coming Back)

by: Chocolat a' la folie

BetaReader: Heartlessly Awesome

Mogami Kyoko shifted her gaze from the road. How many years had passed? She could even hardly remember when it was. Time flew like how the wind blew.

As far as her memory could remember, she left Tokyo more than six years ago. Memories shrank in to her like a broken recorder, which kept on repeating over and over again.

With that almost seven years' timeline, she learned many things that an adult should. It was hard to live on her own at first but she had to. She had nothing to depend on. Her so called uncle and aunt from Darumaya offered their help and hospitality but she couldn't bother them even more. She didn't want to be a burden. They were a kind-hearted couple and she didn't want to abuse their kindness.

In truth, she didn't want to leave but a reason made her. She regretted it at first but eventually as time passed she came to accept it as if it is her own treasure. Indeed it is her own treasure, her child. In the beginning, she was worrying about lots of things like how could she love her own child when her mother didn't even loved her and in fact, she left her. She didn't know how a love of a mother will be to her child.

Holding a bundle in her arms as nine months of waiting finished, she couldn't control her overflowing joy. So that was it felt to be a mother.

Touching the left cheek of her five-year-old son, she smiled as she reminisced those times. She left alone and now, she will be going back together with another person. It felt exciting and longing but at the same time, she was nervous. She decided to be back for her uncle and aunt in Darumaya to know her son and if she were be lucky she was planning to pay a visit to Moko-san. That was her agenda. No more, no less.

She took a glance at the sky one more time; the boundary to Tokyo was approaching. Lots of tall buildings, billboards and crowds. On one of the billboards, she saw him. The raven-haired lad posing for a perfume advertisement. A tint of red appeared in her cheeks, that man always had an effect on her. He never failed to make her shiver. If it's because of fright or something, she didn't know.

"Dear, Kyoko-chan is here." Taishou's wife from Darumaya stated to let her husband know.

Kyoko entered their place, a little bit of changes was hinted but the warm feeling was still there. She smiled as she saw the old couple.

"Oji-san, Oba-san, meet my child." she said as if presenting her precious son.

"What's your name, little child?" Taishou's wife leaned down to match the child's height and patted his head.

"Mom calls me Moru but it's not my name. She just wants to call me like that Grandma." He muttered in a shy voice.

"Your son is adorable, Kyoko-chan! Go to Grandpa, Moru-chan." Moru followed her instruction.

Moru is scared at first upon seeing the emotionless face of Taishou but when he saw his nod of acknowledgement, he introduced himself and they shared a long conversation with Moru telling about his story and the old man let him be while listening.

Meanwhile, Taishou's wife started to interrogate Kyoko to catch up with what has been happening in her life.

"It's been a while, Kyoko-chan."

"Yes, it is Ba-san."

"Moru-chan is cute and intelligent. You have done well." she sat down as she offered the young woman some tea.

Their conversation flew through different topics but mostly all about Kyoko's life. She told her about her studies and her jobs and so on and so forth.

"Moru-chan is my treasure." Her eyes was sparkling as she stared at his son, talking with his Grandpa.

"Does he know?" That question made her froze on the spot.

"Err... I haven't told him. I guess it will just burden him." She recited nervously.

Hours passed before they bid farewell. She was planning to go to the mall to buy what his son wants. It was rare for them to spend time together outdoors because of her jobs.

Seeing the structure of buildings, she commented on how are things changed fast.

Oba-san's question still lingered inside her head. Should she tell him? For now, she was not ready yet. Maybe he will not accept her and her son as his. She didn't want to bother him. She was not even a part of his life.

She released a sigh.

They were boarding the elevator to go through the third floor. The elevator opened and they saw a figure. A figure with black hair.

Her mouth parted slightly, hinting her shock.

Her son also noticed it and asked, "Mom, what's wrong?" As he stared to the person inside the elevator.

The person inside the elevator heard the child's voice and that person's eyes locked on the two.

To be continued

My first attempt to write a Skip Beat! fanfiction. Hope you like it.

Should I continue?

Can I ask some suggestion about the name of her son. I couldn't think of a name.

All comments are accepted.

by: Chocolat a' la folie