Hibari didn't like his mother. At least, before she came.
His mother was cold, distant, and didn't like him. though he was young, he knew that she blamed him for the death of his father. If it weren't because he was sick, his father wouldn't speed in the pouring rain, causing the car to swerve and hit the truck from the other side.
But, even though he knew, he was still a child. he still wanted his mother's approval, her love, even if it was just purely looking in his direction.
So, when he heard that his mother hit her head, he rushed to her side, and stayed by her while she was unconscious. As she was unconscious, he took a good look at her, his mother was, inevitable a beautiful woman. with silk-like black hair, cherry lips, long and thick eyelashes, she was a woman men would go mad for.
When she woke up, she was different. She talked to him, hugged him, and liked him. He doesn't know what happened to her, but he liked the change. This was just like the one he'd see in the street. A kind, loving mother.
The mother he longed for.
Even though it wasn't her. But he liked this mother better.
So, it's okay, even if she wasn't his original mother.
He smiled, looking at the figure who was cooking in the kitchen, she looked back and smiled kindly to him.
He won't lose her again. Not this time.
A/N - okay, i have no idea where i'm going with this. Sorry, i don't really understand this chapter either. ;-; *sobs*