A Voice To Reason

[From Rikugun-Taisa Homura ’s perceptive]

Light, natural sunlight shines on me for the first time in a century. The smell of grass, the chirping of birds, I just remembered how much I hate Mother Nature. Someone’s pulling my sleeve, must be Yuuma. “Yes Yuuma?” I turn my head to her, she points her index finger at something in front of me. “Nii-san’s parents…,” She replies softly with no tone in her voice. I look forward. Just as she said, in front of me are my parents. “I’ll be going now,” I pat Yuuma’s head and offer my hand to Mato-san, she bits her lower lip,” Something wrong?” I ask her, she smiles. “Nothing,” Taking my hand she shakes it and I turn to Ryu who just glares at me. I glare at him. “It’s rude to glare,” He tells me, I make a tch sound. “Really? Well I would have never known,” I walk towards my parents,” If you have time to lecture me on manners then tell Yuuma it’s rude to point at people.”

I stop about an arm’s length before coming in physical contact with my parents. As my mother smiles at me, my father simply looks away somewhere else. I glare at him. “Rikugun-Taisa,” My mother calls me and embraces me with her wide, open arms for the first time in a century. Stroking my hair she begins to whisper lullabies she used to sing to me as an infant,” Don’t mind your father, he’s used concerned about something quite foolish.”

This unusual warmth I’m feeling from her, is this called mother’s love? She has done the same actions to me as a child but as I grew older I made it clear to her I don’t require it. Why some may ask? This so called ‘mother’s love’ can just be an act trying to get on my good side and giving a good image to the public for herself.

It’s not as if I hold a grudge against my mother nor has anything happened. It’s just as one point of my life, I began to wonder if love truly exists in this world.