Takafumi sighed as she entered her apartment and entered the kitchen to herself some tea while sifting through her mail. She paused when she saw a beautifully decorated envelope. Surprised she opened it up to reveal an invitation.

"Izumi is getting married huh? Perhaps I should give her a call to congratulate her" Yokozawa muttered to herself as she pulled out her phone. Dialling Izumi's number Takafumi sat on her couch toying with the invitation in her hands.

"Big sister! How are you?" A cheery voice answered.

"Izumi I got your invitation, I congratulate you both" Takafumi cooed to her sister.

"So you can come, right? You can even bring a date if you want. Please, please, please?"

"Izumi, you deserve a happy wedding, me being there might cause disaster" Takafumi murmured quietly "I'm sorry but I can't go" there was silence over the phone. Then soft sniffling came over the phone. "Izumi I'm sorry, as much as I love you little sister, I want you to have a perfect wedding like you want"

"It wouldn't be perfect if you weren't there!" Izumi yelled into the phone.

"Izumi –"

"No! I was hoping that you and father would be able to put whatever you two have against each other to celebrate with me" the younger Yokozawa cried.

"I'm sorry, Izumi… perhaps I could come for the ceremony, but, depending on how things go I might not stay for the reception"

"Sister that is all I could ask for, at least you were there, don't run away before saying goodbye though"

"Would you mind if I bring two others with me?"

"No! not at all! But why two? Have you finally met someone?"

"I have and he already has a 10-year-old daughter"

"Can I meet them!?" Izumi squealed making Takafumi giggle.

"Maybe"

"Also, mother is asking about you" Izumi murmured meekly. "you should talk to her she seems worried. Maybe she would stop when she hears you got a man" The smile suddenly dropped from Takafumi's face.

"Sure"

Kirishima Zen

"A wedding?" Zen asked from across the table. The two were out for the night on a date for dinner. Yokozawa nodded refusing to look up as she knew the idiot across from her was grinning. "And you want me to go as your date?"

"Sure something like that. She said you could bring Hiyori too"

"the reception would be too late for her-"

"I'm not going to the reception"

"Why not?"

"There is someone that I know will be going that I don't get along with no matter how much I tried"

"It's a wedding, surely you two wouldn't run into each other. C'mon I'll go with you and if you do I can make sure you don't do anything" Zen assured. Takafumi sighed as she looked at his gentle smile.

"fine" Yokozawa snapped "Between you and my sister I swear to god" she groused as she flicked of a text. Zen chuckled as they finished their meal.

Yokozawa Takafumi

Takafumi finished the finishing touches to her make up as she prepared for her sister's wedding. Zen was waiting in her living room and she was nervous to step out. She looked at herself again in her bathroom mirror. She wore a strapless bright royal blue tight fitting knee length dress with small belt of white gems across her diaphragm with a white lace shrug and white strappy shoes. Her hair was done in a low side ponytail, she had smoky-eyed make up with blue eye shadow and blood red lipstick.

Takafumi finally stepped out and her breath hitched in her throat. Zen stood leaning against the wall in a pair of Khakis and silk blue shirt. He was staring at her in awe before pushing off the wall "Wow Yokozawa, you look amazing" he breathed

"Well you certainly tidy up nice too" Takafumi muttered nicely. Zen smiled brightly as he leads her out to the car. The drive there had been pretty much silent but when they arrived Takafumi went to greet the groom with Zen in tow

"Ah, Takafumi, you made it" the groom teased. Takafumi just rolled her eyes.

"Tetsuya, this is my partner Kirishima Zen" Takafumi introduced and the two men shook hands

"Nice to meet you Kirishima-san my name is Sakurai Tetsuya" the groom greeted.

"How are the nerves" Zen joked placing his hand back in his pocket

"Up and down," Tetsuya laughed.

"C'mon, Kirishima, let's take our seats. Good luck Tetsuya, I leave Izumi in your care" Takafumi smiled.

"Hearing that from the person she looks up to most means a lot"

Takafumi and Zen sat in the second row next to the aisle, Zen's arm slung lazily over the back of the pew behind Takafumi. "How come you can call him by his first name but not me?" Zen pouted teasingly, Takafumi blushed madly

"He's about to become my brother so why not?"

"I'm closer to you than him, right. C'mon start calling me Zen"

"then Hiyo would definitely figure us out"

"Like she doesn't suspect already" Zen scoffed only for the sales woman to smack his leg "Why are you against Hiyo finding out?"

"Can we not start this now?"

"Fine but I will expecting one when we get home " Zen said sternly, a little upset she was hiding their relationship

"Sure" Takafumi huffed as the music started and a woman in pure white was guided down the aisle her long brown hair flowing down to her shoulders while her piercing blue eyes stayed pinned to the blonde-haired groom at the end of the isle, his green eyes watching her fascinated as he stood tall in his white suit. Takafumi smiled as her little sister walked down the aisle by the bride's father.

The ceremony was long and boring but Takafumi couldn't help but feel proud of her younger sister. Everyone filtered into the reception hall and it wasn't long until Takafumi's mood started declining when she was seated with the very person she had hoped to avoid.

Takafumi stood toe to toe with the very man that had just moments ago walked her sister down the Aisle. The man smirked down at her as she glared back meanwhile Zen was watching the scene slightly confused. "Takafumi" the man said mockingly

"Yuji" Takafumi growled. A small woman who looked a lot like Takafumi grabbed onto him arm and Takafumi immediately backed off. Seeing the sight made Zen look twice but although her posture seemed submissive her eyes were lit with rage. "Mother"

"Taka-chan!" the woman greeted warmly. "Taka-chan I haven't seen you in a while. I've missed seeing my baby girl" Takafumi winced.

"Mutter, wie lange willst du mich so anrufen? (Mother how long are you going to keep calling me that) Was ist mit meinem wirklichen Namen passiert? (What happened to my real name?)" Suddenly there was a loud smack as Takafumi felt a hand collide with her cheek. Zen watched in shock before he ran to stand between Takafumi and Yuji.

"Taka-chan!" Katarina cried but before she could rush to the woman's side Yuji gave Katarina a dark look.

"Someone who calls themselves my daughter will not speak in such language; we speak Japanese in this family" Zen had never been so appalled in his life at how a human being was acting as he had at this moments but before he could speak his mind Takafumi bet him to it

"I never called you my father, my father is a hundred times better than you could ever hope to be, you ruined my family, the only thing I have to be grateful for from you is Izumi. It's a shame she had to be biologically related to you unlike me"

"Why you…" Yuji raised his hand to strike again only for Zen to catch it

"If you don't want to ruin your daughter's wedding I suggest you walk away" Zen growled. The man huffed and walked away. Katarina moved towards her daughter and hugged her only for the woman to be pushed away

"Sie lassen ihn unsere Familie zerstören (You let him destroy our family)" Takafumi growled "Ich kann dir nicht verzeihen für das Elend, das du verursacht hast und mich von Papa abschneiden (I can't ever forgive you for the misery you caused and cutting me off from dad)" Takafumi turned away only for her to pause when her mother spoke again

"Es tut mir leid, mein Lieber, ich bin wirklich (I'm sorry, my dear, I really am)" Takafumi just scoffed.

"Zen, we're going home let's go pay our respects to the bride and groom" Leaving Katarina to follow after Yuji