Takatora smiled at his little sister as she nervously clasped the bag. He supposed she was a bit put off by having to take birth control pills for her cramps, but it wasn't like she was doing anything wrong. Michi knew better than to be sexually active, even if she didn't seem old enough to be thinking of such things. Which the doctor thought she was.
"It's all right, Michi," he reassured her. "I don't think less of you for having to take these."
She shook her head briefly, turning to the view outside. He was looking forward to having Michi back to normal and her scores up to what they used to be. It was too bad that she'd waited so long to tell him, but that was Michi's way. She didn't bother him with things until she had to.
Takatora wished she'd be more open with him, but as Ryouma had pointed out, she was a teenager and sometimes even the most obedient ones didn't want to talk about things and even got sullen sometimes. That was after he'd been pacing in Ryouma's lab, and he suspected that the scientist had spoken to get Takatora out of there so that he could do his job.
Really, why was he asking Ryouma anyway?
He wondered if Michi had already figured out what she had and had been too embarrassed by what she'd need to take care of her problem. It wasn't like she wanted to talk - she had always been the quiet one, even as a little girl.
And it was a good backup, just in case something happened beyond Michi's control. He couldn't believe he hadn't thought about that, but he'd had a lot on his mind.
He gave his sister's hand a small squeeze and turned to look out his own window, knowing that all would be as well as could be soon.
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And more of my brain musing
Date: 2014-07-23 04:41 am (UTC)"It's all right, Michi," he reassured her. "I don't think less of you for having to take these."
She shook her head briefly, turning to the view outside. He was looking forward to having Michi back to normal and her scores up to what they used to be. It was too bad that she'd waited so long to tell him, but that was Michi's way. She didn't bother him with things until she had to.
Takatora wished she'd be more open with him, but as Ryouma had pointed out, she was a teenager and sometimes even the most obedient ones didn't want to talk about things and even got sullen sometimes. That was after he'd been pacing in Ryouma's lab, and he suspected that the scientist had spoken to get Takatora out of there so that he could do his job.
Really, why was he asking Ryouma anyway?
He wondered if Michi had already figured out what she had and had been too embarrassed by what she'd need to take care of her problem. It wasn't like she wanted to talk - she had always been the quiet one, even as a little girl.
And it was a good backup, just in case something happened beyond Michi's control. He couldn't believe he hadn't thought about that, but he'd had a lot on his mind.
He gave his sister's hand a small squeeze and turned to look out his own window, knowing that all would be as well as could be soon.