"Hey, Takeshi?" Ryoko asks as she catches up to you on the street, "I've got a question for ya, but it's kinda... It might be a sensitive subject--?"
"Shoot." You reply instantly.
"I don't think I've ever heard you talk about your parents." She says, her overcoat dancing in the wind, "Like, I get that we just started dating, and you already know my parents, but... Is your home life okay, dude?"
You sigh. "It's quiet."
"Mom? Dad?! What's going on?!"
"Do you, like, live alone?" Ryoko presses further, worried about you.
"...Yeah." You nod, "I live alone in a one story, three bedroom and two bathroom house. It's cozy, but... The silence gets to you."
"Get in, Kumba. We don't have time."
"Wait,
really?!" Ryoko seems shocked, "You've just been living alone this whole time?! Are you okay?!"
"Uh, what I mean to say is my parents work overseas. They left me here to hold the fort!" You tell a half truth. Your adoptive father worked overseas before he...
"Kumba, your father and I love you very much."
"They just left you alone?" Ryoko prods more, her questions beginning to get on your nerves, "Dang, I... I never knew that. I guess all of those times I brought you over for dinner were--"
"The happiest times of my life." You finish for her, "You... Complete me."
"That's why we're doing this. I hope one day, you can forgive me."
Ryoko blushes madly, staring at the ground, "...You too." She speaks quickly, "Um... Gosh, I forgot what I was gonna ask next...!"
"How about "Do you want to come over for dinner, Takeshi"?" You smile, your frustration smothered by that infectious levity Ryoko seems to radiate.
"I hope Bardock is right about this. He's already sent his own son out."
"Uh, okay! It's a date!" Ryoko has more of a spring in her step, "I'll talk to Dad after school!"
You smile as she passes you. This girl has got you wrapped around her finger...