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"Shut up!" Yuuya Kizami yelled at his newlywed wife Yuka Kizami. "I'm sick of your bullshit, Yuka! Where were you last night? Answer me!" Yuka stayed quiet. She didn't want to tell that she went to the bar with her brother. "I-I..." Yuka mumbled, not wanting him to yell anymore, "I was with my big brother at a bar...We were just talking and I didn't drink any alcohol, I swear Honey that's it!" The brunette admitted frantically. Yuuya turned away from her, mumbling to himself.
"Yuka. I told you not to be around him. I'M your big broth-...Husband. I will protect you forever." Yuuya said with a cold stare. "Do you not get that? Do you not get that I am your Husband?" Yuka put her head down in shame. "I get it...Please don't be mad.." Yuuya's face softened a bit as he unbuckled his leather pants. "Let's just go to bed..." Yuuya said as Yuka took a shaky breath. "I-I'm sorry..." Yuka mumbled, looking down.
The tall man was too busy undressing to listen to her quiet apologies. "Yuuya, I love you. You're my husband and I only want you. But we need to talk about your behavior when I'm around other men!" She was just about ready to cry. Yuuya scoffed. "When have I ever acted like that?"
"Remember at Ayumi's wedding when I was talking to Yoshiki and you threatened to stab him?" Yuka said in an accusing tone. "He was flirting. What else could I have done?" He said nonchalantly. "We were talking about your wheat allergy!" Yuuya sighed in exasperation. "That's just ONE example..." Yuka smacked her lips. "What about at big brother's wedding when you tackled Morishige for commenting on my dress and hair? You had a knife, Yuuya!"
"Ugh, okay. So I have a bit of a problem sharing you. But your brother does too! He kisses your forehead all the goddamn time and I'm sick of it!" Yuka layed down on the hotel bed, looking up at Yuuya, who was also getting into the bed. "Nevermind.." Yuka said, turning the other way. Yuuya wrapped his strong arms around Yuka, receiving a small smile from the young woman. "You may be a big jerk, but I still love you, Yuuya..."
"I love you too, Yuka." Yuuya mumbled in a tired tone. After a while, Yuuya whispered something in her ear. "Mm...How about some make up sex?" Yuka's eyes widened at the suggestion. She had never done it before but she knew the basic premise of it. She had also never had sex before. Her cheeks went pink as she turned around to look at Yuuya. "Y-Yuuya...We just got married...Your sister said we should wait a bit before doing that sort of-" Yuka stopped talking when she had seen how mad her husband looked. "Let me rephrase th-" She was cut off by Yuuya "That bitch doesn't know anything... Let's do it."
Yuka thought about it for a second. "But your sister said-" Yuka was cut off by Yuuya's deep voice, sending shivers down her spine. "I said she doesn't know anything. Let's do it." Yuka felt a bit intimidated by her husband. "F-Fine. Please be gentle." Yuka said quietly. A sadistic grin spread across Yuuya's face like wildfire. "Okay... I'll be 'gentle'..."
Yuka thought that "Gentle" sounded suspicious, but then she realized she was married to the most suspicious guy in the world. 'How do you come home covered from head to toe in real blood from "target practice"? Did you practice on real people?' She thought to herself as Yuuya began removing her nightgown.
However, In the corner of her eye, Yuka saw something. She sat up and took her eyes off of Yuuya, looking into the direction of what she saw. In the corner of the room there stood what looked to be a little girl wearing a tattered red dress, her long black hair in her face. Some sort of black liquid dripping from under her dress. Yuka covered her mouth at the disgusting sight. She began gagging. "Hm? Yuka-Chan? Are you okay?" Yuuya asked, shaking her shoulder. Yuka was frozen in place. The girl pointed her crooked grey finger at Yuka, her long blood-stained fingernail pointed straight at the brunette. Yuuya turned Yuka towards him in panic.
"Yuka! What's wrong?!" Yuuya exclaimed, shaking her. Yuka snapped out of her haze, snapping her head up at her worried husband. "Nothing...Just my imagination." Yuka no longer felt like herself. She was saying things she didn't want to say. 'What is happening to me?' Yuuya breathed a sigh of relief, relaxing his shoulders. "I am just fine." Yuka tried to move her body, to no avail. She layed down across the bed. "Hey... How's your sister been?" She asked, a smug look on her face. 'No. No. No. No. Don't bring up Haruna. It'll make him mad. What am I doing?' A shadow crossed Yuuya's handsome face. "She's not my sister..."
Yuka, finally being able to control her body, shook her head. She tried to speak but couldn't. "Yes she is." Yuka said teasingly. "She might be the only family member you have left~" Yuuya closed his eyes, trying not to snap in front of his precious little sister. "Yuka...Drop it." Yuka didn't know what to do. In a fit of panic, she hugged Yuuya from behind. "Eh? Yuka?" A confused Yuuya asked. Yuka finally was able to speak. "I-I love you, Yuuya!" She felt dizzy. Yuuya let out a deep chuckle, patting her head. "What has suddenly gotten into you?"
Yuka didn't answer. "Yu-...Oh." Yuuya turned around to see the small brunette fast asleep. He layed down, putting his arms around her. "My own little sister~"
First chapter complete! Tune in for the next chapter which will be Satoshi, Naomi and Seiko's normal day in life until a little girl shows up on their doorstep with some unbelievable news. See you guys!