A Hard Life to Live

"Mother..." A soft voice relayed as the view quickly change to a small boy running to a woman known as mother, who opened the front door. The boy's hair was extremely long, dragging along the force damaging it as he ran to the woman. Jumping into her arm, the woman caught him. Her hand rubbed down his shirtless back, sliding granted his soft silky skin. But that's enough of a bodily description.

"You're supposed to be sleep Shingi. And you didn't do your hair up." The woman stated, slowly placing the boy now known as Shingi to the floor. The boy's forehead bore two red dots both identical to each other, a possible birth mark of sorts. "I'm sorry mother, but I woke up and you weren't here earlier, so I got afraid." Shingi responding, covering his torso up with only his arms. His nudery in his mothers house was something that was completely unacceptable, but she didn't have time for yelling. The was physically drained herself.

She took a deep sigh, holding her head down. "I had a late show, and they paid extremely well this time." She states, pulling out an envelop. "I counter 17,000 Ryō while I was walking. Might be more, might be less. Shingi grabbed the envelop, and his mother fell flat to her face.

"Mother, you okay?!" He utters, getting closer to her side, placing her arm around his shoulder. "I'm fine Shingi." She responded while taking her to her room, and laying her on the bed. Shingi decided he'd sleep with her for the night, and ball up closely, next to her.