𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 ||𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐨𝐢||𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐚𝐤𝐚||𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧||

Chapter 42

"What..?" Akaashi asked in disbelief.

Was this woman standing in front of him really his mother? His mother that left him alone?

She smiled faintly before nodding.

Bokuto couldn't believe his eyes. She looked like Akaashi, but a woman. What will Akaashi do?
He turned his head to Akaashi and his breathing stopped. He never thought it would be possible to see Akaashi like that. His eyes were burning with rage.

"What do you want?" he spat out. The woman looked at him weirdly.

"Well, I recently learned that you are still here and I thought I would come an pick you up" she said. Bokuto had to hold himself back from screaming at her, but now he knew. He knew he could leave all this mess to Akaashi, who was holing his hand tightly as if he was holding to his dear life.

"Excuse me? Who do you think you are? How can you just come and say that to me?" Akaashi squeezed Bokuto's hand.

If Bokuto wasn't there, he would have broken down already, he would have agreed to her every word, but Bokuto, his biggest strength, was here. With Bokuto by his side he could do anything.

"I am your mother... Keiji, we will go" Umi took a step forward.

"Get back...."

"What?"

"I said get back!" Akaashi screamed at her.

"But why? I thought you would miss me!"

"Miss you? Forget that. I despise you! How could you leave your son alone in that hell? Do you honestly think he didn't do anything to me?" Akaashi watched as his mother's face expression changed.

"Did something? Do you think you had it worse than me?"

"Yes. Yes I did. For how many years do you think I was getting beaten up? How many times a day do you think he called me names and insulted me? How many times do you think he and his friends raped me, huh? I almost killed myself because of all that shit!" Akaashi was breathing heavily. By this time Bokuto's fingers were probably blue because of how hard Akaashi was squeezing his hand, but that didn't matter right now.

"He did...what?" Umi looked at him in disbelief.

"If not Bokuto-san, I would be dead. If not him I would be sad and depressed. I don't need you in my life. If you came earlier, then I would consider being with you, but now I have someone who loves me, who cares for me, who protects me. So you can go" Akaashi smiled at Bokuto, noticing the blush on his cheeks.

"Bokuto? As in Bokuto Koutarou?" she suddenly said.

"How did you know?" this time it was Bokuto who asked that.

"Oh, I know your parents.. From what I heard about you, it's hard to believe that you are a good person"

"That's because you are just like my parents. They left me alone because of who I am" Bokuto said. Now that he thinks about it, he never told anyone about his parents. Well, there isn't much to tell in the first place. His parents are dicks who disowned him for being gay. That's it.

"Hmph.. So you refuse to go with me?" she asked.

"Get out and never come back" Akaashi said.

They watched as she turned around and stormed out, clearly angry.

"I'm so proud of you, babe" Bokuto said and kissed Akaashi passionately. They both melted into the kiss, a warm sensation filled them both.

"Jeez, I'm so lucky to have you, Bokuto. I love you so much"

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>~< the fanfic is slowly coming to the end.

-hatari.