Akatsuki Reminisces 4

I am back home. I look at the clock. It’s a only 5 past 10. Not that late at night.

But next week is morons wedding. I have to prepare as I am his groomsman.

But who would ne the bridesmaid? Still don’t know.

Anyway, tomorrow is also that. My heart is sad. It’s throbbing in pain.

But what I have done, cannot be undone.

I have to face it. Bear it in mind and always bear that stigma with me.

I better sleep. I had my dinner with moron. Nadeshiko would be here tomorrow as well.

I finally got to see my sister today. But she acted as usual.

Nothing has changed. I stop all my monologuing.

It’s about time I slept.

With that I fell asleep and in the morning I woke up. Unusually.

“Akatsuki-san wake up.” Someone calls.

“Mmm…..five more minutes…” I say.

“No. Wake up.” And my sheets were grabbed.

I open my eyes and try to look.

It’s Nadeshiko. She is already standing beside me with a ladle in her hand and wearing an apron.

I wake up immediately. That sight was sacred. I shoul