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She is perfect in every way. Perfect hair, perfect body, perfect personality, perfect sense of humor… Hell, she even has a perfect dog! Actually, three of them!
So, why on earth would she choose me? I'm just a plain guy; average brains, loud personality, lame athletic skills, and my dog still isn't housebroken. To make it worse, I'm her brother.
Now, don't go saying something like, "Oh, if she's so perfect, then she'll made a perfect decision in choosing you," or something as fake-sounding like that. I'm looking for a somewhat deeper explanation. It's true I love her, but it's a different love than the love I'm supposed to have for her. I mean, for Christ's sake, she's my sister! I love her, I really do. I can't tell if she feels the same way… She's so wishy-washy, but I love the way she keeps me guessing. I just wish I knew what she was thinking.
Yesterday, Hana told me something that was bothering her and ever since she said it, it's been bothering me, too. "The way our clan is, there are no limitations for love. I think that's why our family is so excepting of homosexual relations, but because of it, there are only three couples made up of a man and a woman." I didn't get why it bothered my sister at first, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized how it affected us.
Of the three heterosexual couples, one of them would be our parents. Our parents haven't been on the best terms and our dad packed up and left without saying anything a few years ago. Another pair is our Aunt Sonia and Uncle Peters. Aunt Sonia is barren and can't have any kids. The last couple is our maternal-grandparents, and as much as that thought creeps me out, they're simply too old to do the deed anymore.
Hana and I are the only clan members in our generation. In order to keep the clan going, we each must choose an appropriate mate; one of the opposite sex and from a different, but strong clan.
Meaning, not each other. Was she warning me not to get too attached or telling me our biggest obstacle?
The pressure is immense on me. I think it's because I'm the boy. Even though, the stares all fall on me, I see Hana struggle with it, too. She tries to carry my weight for me, and as sweet as it is, I don't want her to. I love her; I don't want her to share my duties. Duties aren't fun and no where near romantic as a night under the stars.
Yeah, I know I'm probably the only guy out there who wants to romanize with his own sister, but I'm okay with that. Hana probably wouldn't like that, though. Whenever we go out, it's never just lying down and staring at the stars; no, we always have to do something that involves making me the butt of some joke. I think that's just the big sister coming out of her, though. I let myself be the victim to any kind of practical joke she has stashed away just so I can see her smile and hear her laugh.
Okay, so now the world knows it; Inuzuka Kiba is just one big sap. I can't help it; I love her. If love doesn't make for a sappy boy, then I don't know what would.
Ever since she told me what she had to say yesterday, she's been avoiding me. Whenever we do end up in the same room, she just gives me this look and walk away. The look would always be pained, almost like she was apologizing for something.
Well, I guess I'm sorry, too. I still love her. Every word she's ever said to me still rings in my ears.
"You're a real looker, little brother; you'll definitely break some hearts."
"You suck at checkers, you know that?"
"Kiba, you're going to grow up to be a great guy."
"There are no limitations to love."
"Maybe if I was a horrible sister, you wouldn't have the wrong idea."
-Owari-
