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Hanazakari [1/?]

Title: Hanazakari
Pairing: Ninomiya Kazunari x Ohno Satoshi
Rating: G (ranges from G to NC-17 in the coming chapters)
Genre: Angst, Historical AU
Disclaimer: I do not own Arashi in any way
Summary: Ninomiya Kazunari was born into poverty with no value to his family name and was forced into prostitution until he met a certain man of nobility. A sequel to Hanami.
A/N: Unbeta-ed

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Ninomiya Kazunari was like every other citizen on the lower class of Edo's hierarchy—which consisted of the poor and homeless. But lucky for him, he still had a roof to live under. He had a sister two years older and a father and mother who were on bad terms. His parents argued every time they have a glance at each other plus with the family issue, the pressure kept rising.

      His mother would work her ass off of work while his useless father would spend the money for his own selfish desires; women, alcohol and gambling. Soon when Nino had only began schooling, his parents divorced and was forced to quit school as they could no longer afford the fees. Nino and his sister together with his mother worked hard day and night to at least afford the roof above their heads after their no-use-of-a- father left. It was the last thing they had to spare since they were of the lower class without a single value to their family name.

      Money became very precious to Nino. Despite having no basic education, he was an expert when it came to numbers especially counting money. While others struggle to count the remaining numbers on their fingers and toes, Nino had already got them all covered. This earned him a good job as a cashier and it did bring it enough money to feed the three of them.

      But of course, when you’ve an ability better than anyone else back those days, simply anybody would be envious. When somebody stole all the money from the shop, Nino was blamed without a single evidence and fired from the said job; all his colleagues didnt even defend him one bit. Rumors spread as fast as wild fire from one mouth to another. He was isolated and nobody was willing to offer a job. The only ones who would welcome him with open arms were his mother and sister and he greatly  appreciated their presence.

      Of course, Nino didn’t give up despite being a mere 12-year-old. His mother and sister continued working hard to pay for his part so he couldn’t simply take that for granted. Nino went to as far as to the neighbouring town for a job and fair enough, a nice old man offered him a job with a decent pay. Since the town was far, the old man was kind enough to let him stay in a rundown house on the town’s outskirts since it was nearer. “It melts my heart to see such a young boy working so hard” the old man would say.

      One, he had to stay far from his family. Considering the current state of his family Nino at least wanted to avoid that but he himself had plans to leave home back when  his father was still around so it was then or never. Two, the house or more like a hut was too much of a rundown with almost no neighbours around. Nino liked privacy so that reason itself was enough for him to stay there. And not to mention, it was free.

            It was tough on rainy and stormy days where the hut did little to protect him from the rain and the house itself felt like it could crumble anytime, leaving him dead by the next second. He didn’t mind that actually, feeling that it was alright if he actually died since nobody would care anyway.

             After a few months, Nino thought that it’d be wise to return home to see how his mother and sister were doing. Plus, he was about to reach the age of 13 soon. He had earned quite an amount from the monthly pay and that might help his family for another few months. Granted permission from his employer—the nice old man who was willing to give some pocket money for the trip home—Nino finally made his way back by a farmer with a horse carriage towards the same destination. With onigiris he had learned to make by himself and seasoned to perfection in hand, Nino sat quietly throughout the ride. He was excited to return home—there was simply so many things to tell his two loved people about the trip and his new life. He wondered how they would react to see him. Surprised? Happy? Thrilled?

            When Nino reached his hometown, he paid the said farmer his pocket money and ran home as it was a whole day ride and the sky was getting darker. Slowly, he noticed his legs running faster and faster as his mind was filled with excitement. When he reached the lawn of his poor wooden house, Nino could see that the gasoline lamp had lightened up his house. He was about to call out to his mother but a man suddenly exited his front door.

            “Who was that?” Nino questioned as the man walked lazily out of the house with a smoke between his lips. “A debt collector?” he assumed. When the man was out of sight, Nino quickly ran to his door and called out to his mother as planned. The moment his mother saw him, her face lighted up like the moon in the sky. A smile was plastered on her face but her eyes looked sad to Nino. He wanted to ask about the man earlier but he didn’t. Then, his sister appeared and gave him a big bear hug, complaining on how much she missed him.

            “So have you met him yet?” the happiness on his sisters face suddenly disappeared as she questioned. Him? Nino shook his head, wondering who in the world she was referring to. Her sister than gave their mother a questioning look. “I bet that useless bum went out for some shit again” never once did Nino hear vulgar words coming out from his sisters mouth until that very day.

            Their mother  suddenly took her by the shoulders as her brows furrowed in anger. “He’s your step father! Show him some respect” Nino’s eyes bulged in surprise. Step father? He had not the time to think as his sister rebelled “I’d never show respect for someone on the same footstep as father. Both useless—” Before she managed another word, a slap came flying onto her cheeks.

            Nino backed a bit, surprised as his own sister was, though he was more confused than ever. His sister hissed and ran away whilst trying to hold her tears. Nino then looked at his mother who was crying as she kneeled on the floor. What the heck happened when he was away? And who the hell is this step father of his?

            Without thinking much, Nino handed over the onigiris for his mother to eat and decided to call it a day. He was sad that his absence turned out to be unfortunate plus nobody greeted him the way he wanted them to. He just returned from a long trip and for a mere kid, it showed high independency and was praise-worthy. But instead, he was greeted by the sight of his family crumbling at the mention of an unknown man.

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*Hanazakari means full bloom :)

A/N: I finally wrote the sequel >< My hands are killing me. Anw, I decided to start from Nino's early life since that was how it went with the previous fic :) Hope you guys enjoy it!
Feedbacks are most welcomed ^^
Tags: fic : hanazakari, pairing : ohno / nino, rating : g
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