KHR: The Inheritance Project - Prelude

The Graduation Project

He glanced over at his dame brother clutching that stupid guitar. It's too big and bulky, and he looks ridiculous when he plays it. Why the heck did he go and buy that dumb thing anyway? It's not like being able to play a little music would make him popular or anything. Though he doubt he'd be able to play anything at all. Yeah, that'll be the day.

"Cielo. Is that the guitar you bought?" Padre asks while signing some documents.

"Yep!" He unzips the cover and opens it enough to see inside. "It's cool, isn't it?"

Padre just chuckles a little. "Isn't it a little too big and heavy for you?" That's an understatement Masamune thinks as he rolls his eyes

"Just a little. But I drink a carton of milk every day so it's all good." What an idiot. Masamune tried not to roll his eyes again.

"But, why that guitar? Wouldn't a smaller one would be easier for you to play?"

"It was love at first sight." The idiot proclaims while hugging it tightly.

The sheer stupidity of that statement left Masamune completely dumbfounded, while their father just laughed a little. "Hahaha. You sound exactly like your mother."

Huh? Dame Sora is like their mother? That's not what Mama Katerina had said. She always said that his brother was nothing like their mother. He was the one that was the one that was exactly like her, wasn't he?

"…Papa?" Cielo asks quietly and leans against his shoulder, "What kind of person was Mama. I don't really remember…"

This peaked Masamune's interest. He also wanted to know more about his real Mama. Though Mama Katerina had told him many things, but he wanted to hear what his father had to say about her.

"Hmmm…" Padre tilted hid head back in thought. "That's right… She was a very bright and bubbly person. She was quick to cry, but then she'd suddenly switch to laughing. She was quite athletic but clumsy, and a bit of an air head. She ate a lot too, but couldn't cook to save her life." He placed the papers on his lap and wrapped his arms around their shoulders.

"She loved art. You might not remember but the three of you would sit together and just paint for hours on end. Cleaning up afterwards was always such a pain. There'd be paint absolutely everywhere!" He laughed at the memory.

Masamune could vaguely recall sitting on a women's lap, her long slender hand guiding the paintbrush in his own tiny hand. It was a very warm memory. Yet, he couldn't even remember what she looked like. Maybe… he'd try to paint again. It might jog his memory…

"I want to see Mama again…" Cielo whispered.

"That's right… Papa also wants to see her again." Padre replied sadly. Masamune was silent. He too wanted to feel the warmth of that time again… Pretending he fell asleep, he leaned further into his father's warm embrace.

That night, with the pretext that his bed was too uncomfortable, he slipped into Padre's bed. He was sitting awake in bed typing away at the laptop with the lamp on. He didn't mind that much though and burrowed beneath the sheets, the sound of keys tapping lulling him to sleep.

Then he heard his dame brother's voice from the other side of the bed; "We're the river kanji~." His father just chuckled.

What an idiot. He thought as he pulled the sheets over his head, hiding his red cheeks.

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We didn't leave the hotel until the last day of school, so we could attend the graduation ceremony. I was still so nervous about seeing Kai so I tried my best to avoid him. It was easy enough to just blend into the background since I don't really stand out that much. After all I am 'dame' Sora; no one pays much attention to me.