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Warning: Yaoi, angst, gore, horror, drama, violence, swearing, and more. Multiple pairings and semi-IC for everyone. AkaShiki, Shizaya and Izanri.
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Ano Uchi no Koto Winterbell
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Hello, this is Izaya and I'm just a poor twenty-five-year-old clerk that gets forced to live with his father and his new family. However, unlike normal scenarios, the new family is composed of another man, his daughter and his cousin… people I don't want to have anything to do with.
But then, as I try to sleep through the painful hit of my 'lover', I dream of him getting killed… and about a peculiar woman. Soon, it gets followed by another nightmare in where I see another thing… a very terrible thing. I manage to make it up with Shizu-chan… until a dressed figure appeared.
And that was just Anri-chan, the daughter. However, she suddenly drags me to the toilet in the middle of our little argument— running away from something that stinks. We hide in the toilet until it goes away, soon staying in my room. We talk a bit before sleeping again— something bothering me.
The actual first day in Winterbell is unveiling… will I find something else?
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Ano Uchi no Koto Winterbell
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"Help me… I can't breathe…" A voice creeps to my ear. "Let me out… I want to be out!" I try reaching out, seeing only my hands groping in complete darkness. I feel like floating in water… more like submerged in water but I can perfectly breathe. "Let me… let me… ugh… ughhhhh… help." Something feels like strangling me… so hard that I can't breathe anymore…
Shake. Shaking then starts to rouse me from sleep… which I answer with a groan. I then start feeling warm soft things pressed against my face, realizing they are actually breasts when I open my eyes. I don't remember sleeping next to a… oh, Anri-chan. How could a sixteen-year-old develop such big boobs like these? Shake. Shake. It gets rigorous this time.
"Geez…" I whisper as I pull my face away from Anri-chan's chest and I realize that my arms are locked around her and my leg is wrapped around hers. But she's still asleep so who could be— "Izaya-kun." Oh. I look over my shoulder and sees Boyfie-san and Dad standing around the bed. Aozaki-san is looking out the window, though. I then sigh and yawn, as if I'm not seen cuddling with my sixteen-year-old not-even-legal-sister, "Good morning, Akabayashi-san, Dad."
"I was worried Anri-chan wasn't answering my knocks on her door and Shiki-san finds her in your room… in your bed." He grins a bit… murderous in a bit, "You're not even close to begin with." I haven't seen him like this… I guess things really change when it comes to someone's daughter. Anri-chan then begins to groan and she rubs an eye as she awakens, "Izaya?" She then looks around to see the happy couple, "Father? Shiki-san? Why are you—?" A loud twitch comes from her and she notices my hold.
Soon screaming and throwing a sucker punch at me first thing in the morning.
Well, I guess I'm lucky I have my clothes on so all I earn is a sucker punch and Akabayashi-san's fatherly lecture. Dad is even helping him pin me down with words. But it isn't my thing, passing the blame to others. So I didn't tell them anything about last night… and how scared she was so she had to sleep in my room. She hasn't spoken anything as well… even after we sit up on the bed.
"That all being said, I still think you still have the appetite for breakfast, Izaya-kun." Boyfie-san says as he chuckles. I then smile and sigh, "Uh, of course I didn't eat dinner." Though I'm used to skipping meals… due to my lifestyle. Dad sighs as he walks to me and pats my head, "You didn't even ate a quarter of your food last night. You should be used to more food to eat."
"Wait a minute? Last night?"
"Yeah, you ate so little and all you snack on was the water. You drank more than five glasses… aren't you bloated last night?" Aozaki-san then joins us in the talk, "Perhaps the curry was too spicy for you, Izaya-kun." Anri-chan then looks at me and nods, "It was spicy."
"I… I guess." What the hell. I don't remember eating dinner last night. So is that why there are five washed glasses on the glass tray? Akabayashi-san then stretched before going out, "I'm starving. See you at the dining. Don't do anything stupid when we're not looking." Dad and Aozaki-san step out of the room as well, Dad closing the door behind him.
Seconds after, Anri-chan starts talking to me again, "I told you… something else is in this house, Izaya. Last night, it sat down at the dining as you. That was the first time I saw it. Then it started following me around. Izaya…" She then scoots nearer and holds my head, raising it to her chin, "Can we… stay together always?" She looks away, "I don't have anyone else to ask."
I can only bitterly grin at her and stroke at her head. She looks up at me, soon returning my smile. I then pull away to roll off the bed, "It would be bad if we missed breakfast." She nods again and she gets off, propping her dress. Not that I have the chance to see it… something's weird about her body shape. It's like her butt is too full.
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Ano Uchi no Koto Winterbell
Rei Haruno —Sakura no Imooto
Chapter 2: Trip for Two
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Shizu-chan's laughter fills up my ears as I am browsing through some books at the library of Winterbell. He is on my earphones again like last night, talking to him while I go cleaning the library. Though it was three-stories high, as long as I could take a look at all the books in here, I will spend a week cleaning this whole place.
["You mean, she punched you like that?"] His laughter recedes as he starts to ridicule the earlier happening. I then snort and sigh as I dust more of the empty shelf where I take out some books, "Come on, Shizu-chan. She's a teenager. She's more sensitive than I could ever be. And I was burying my face in her chest— of course she'll hit me."
["Ah, no doubt about that. You love burying your face in my chest, too. How's your first woman chest?"]
"Stop it. I don't enjoy breasts squashing my face. They're soft and warm… but I still like yours more." A sudden pang. "Of course, I'll sure ravage your body when I get to see you again. Just so you wait, baby."
["Baby, you haven't told me anything about the other people. I only know Anri-chan is someone who you are forced to live with, who was so scared last night… and apparently who gave you your first breast and sucker punch."] He tries to contain the snicker but it comes through nonetheless.
"Well, aside from my father, there's Akabayashi-san, Aozaki-san and Anri-chan. Akabayashi-san is Dad's boyfriend for two years. Aozaki-san is his cousin and Anri-chan is his daughter from his late wife. Basically, that's who they are—"
["Or what you just know about them."]
"At any rate, I'm not planning to get attached more." I then laugh out and then hums, "To think about it, Anri-chan did say she wants to get stuck with me for some reasons… but it seems that Akabayashi-san wouldn't like it. He's well aware I have a boyfriend but he was still getting really cautious about letting her get near me. Do I look like fucking a molester?"
["Could be."] Shizu-chan laughs a bit, ["Baby, I have to go for a meeting. I'll text you before I call, alright?"] I twitch and hum with a nod he wouldn't see, "Uh, yeah. I'll just talk to you later. Otsukaresama de." He then hums, ["I love you, baby. Bye."] The call ends and I just hum as I look around the lonesome library… "Whatever, I'll just get this done."
Two hours have passed and I was still working on the first story of the grand yet dusty and dirty library. It holds thousands and thousands of books that I have never read and I wish Shizu-chan can come over and we'll be reading a lot. Ah, right. After one drunk and fated night, we met again at a bookstore where I drop by to read. I remember him buying me a book instead of a drink that night… and that's where he discovered—
A chuckle. A light chuckle escaped me as I think of Shizu-chan and how our love story starts to run. At times like this, he's the only person I can think about. But it's really a shame… he could never be mine to begin with. Shizu-chan… is engaged to someone and he's getting married in roughly six months. We are secretly going out— maybe, in secret to those people working in his family-run law and accounting firm.
"Izaya." A voice calls me and then I suddenly fling my gaze to the library's main door. No one is there. I then look around the first floor, through the shelves, finding no one as well. It just could be my imagination… but there's fifty-percent that that's not true. Something else is in this house after all. "Izaya." There it is again.
"Up here." It calls. I look up and see Anri-chan peering at me from the atrium of the second story. Her face has a glowing smile and she then pulls away— footsteps echoing in the second story. Soon, I find her jogging towards me from the stairs that connects the three floors. "Izaya!" She calls again before coming to embrace me shortly. She nuzzles my chest a bit, sniffing before sneezing shortly, "You're covered in dust."
"And you are now, too." I cringe at her sudden actions and then I sit at the table behind me, "So? What are you doing here, Anri-chan? Isn't your father going to be mad if he catches us being in here?" She shakes her head and chirps at me, "Nuh-uh, Daddy wouldn't be here. He doesn't like books. Too much dust will also bother him."
She then hums and looks around, "Izaya, do you need help? There's a lot you have to clean. After dusting… you're going to rearrange all of them, right?" I look at her and nod, "Yeah, but I like books so… I don't have any problem holding them." She then giggles, her cheek turning a bit pinkish in glee, "Izaya talks like a librarian!" I look at her and chuckle, patting her head, "Anri-chan sounds so cheerful today, why is that?"
"Nothing really." She giggles and then she runs around, "It just feels good today." She then turns around, smiling genuinely and full of glee, "Izaya, isn't it a good day to be loved?" I cringe and shrug my shoulders, "Ah, yeah." Except that the one to love me is in a meeting… sitting next to a fiancée he never liked.
Warm wind. I feel warm wind blow on my face from the side. I look to the corner to see— "Anri-chan?" She is on fours on top of the table I am sitting at. She then grins widely while staring at me at such distance and she gets closely, planting a kiss on my cheek. She then pulls back and suddenly pushes me to the side, crawling on top of me— wait a minute!
"Izaya… love me." She purrs and starts unbuttoning her shirt. Instead of lust, I feel disgust. It's as I said, I don't like the female body. I then reach out to hold her wrist and stop her from stripping, "H-Hey, Anri-chan, what are you doing?" She then smiles more and nears her face to mine, my hand pressing against her chest, "Izaya, love me. I want you to take me. I need to take me…" She pushes herself more against me, "Izaya, I'm a lonely person… I need some loving—"
"Anri, I'm married to someone." A glare draws on my face as I use a hand to push her away, not caring if I squish a breast by doing so. The fucking brunette twitches and I keep on pushing her away, "I don't want to love you. Get away from me." She rolls off of me… and off the table. There is a loud thud and I immediately look over the edge to see her.
But she isn't there anymore.
"Izaya." There goes her voice again and I see her by the second story atrium again. "Not maybe now… but you will take me. I will make you." Footsteps. She has run off after saying such a threat. My brows knit together and I can only frown for her actions. What the fuck does she want? Well, whatever. I get off the table and starts cleaning yet again.
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Ano Uchi no Koto Winterbell
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Three o'clock. Shizu-chan has been in a meeting since ten in the morning and I wish he would be available minutes after three-thirty— like his usual monthly Monday meetings. But then again, he's getting busy planning for his grand birthday party on the twenty-eight… well, because it's also their engagement night. Him and that girl.
I am walking around the East Wing, cleaning around the place like what Dad told me. It's not because I will be freeloading for the first weeks since I quit from my job in the city— but because I have nothing better to do, if not bore myself to death. Besides, I do clean-up in the fast food I used to work at. Mopping the whole mansion is nothing… that's what Dad thinks at least.
Thud. I hear something hit against something else at a distance… but both wings are clear— the whole span of what I can see, though. I look around some more and I keep on mopping. Something shouldn't make that kind of movement… since Dad, Boyfie-san and the cousin are out. I have almost forgotten about Anri-chan… but I don't want to see her right now.
Thud, thud. This time the sound gets louder… and where it comes from makes me shudder. The sound is coming from my fucking room and there's no way, someone else could be inside. I then gulp down and set the mop aside for now and get to my door. I stand there and wait for another sound… and there goes another one. I open the door and finds a cat on my bed. The window also seems forced open but it's impossible for the cat to do that.
"Shoo! Shoo!" I try to shoo the cat away and it does, hopping down the open window. I clear the sheets off the fur and dust the animal has brought. Thud! What the—? I turn my gaze at the closet— Thud. The doors shift as if something wants to get out from there. And it's not just that… it starts to tremble, the banging against the door never stops. I run towards the door which won't budge anymore.
SHIT! I try to break down the door… and soon the closet opens and then something rises from the clothes inside. Fuck it. I then go for the window and tries to escape from there. However, when half of my body is already out, the window slides down and traps me there. "HOLY SHIT! Somebody—!" That's when it hits me. Something weird is happening again.
It isn't supposed to be snowing that day, but the surroundings have been covered with snow. Everything in my eyeshot is white… aside from the withered trees in the walkway around the house. I then hear a gasp from beneath… making me look down to see a group of women wrapped in white clothing. But they are holding their long skirts up to their knees… blood pooling underneath them. They are all looking at my direction, and one suddenly screams.
I pull back as she screams but I remember that I am stuck and can't move back. The women then run off with the screamer still on her shrilling cry. Then she stops and falls down to the reddened snow. She screams again… in deep agony, her stomach inflating fast. My grip on the window sill tightens— causing the old wood to crack at the hold. Soon the woman stops crying shortly before her stomach starts wobbling. It then deflates, more blood oozing from beneath her skirt.
"Born… won't stop… unless…"
"Izaya." A certain voice calls me as I hear something comparable to a snap. My eyes wander off to see the caller, only to see Anri-chan kneeling next to me. I look around and find myself at the hallways of the East Wing, just outside my room. "Izaya, you've been sleeping there." My gaze goes back to her along with my disgusted glare, "Oh, really? It's cute that you didn't take advantage of that… after what you said."
Anri-chan then hums in confusion and she tilts her head a bit, "Izaya, what are you saying?" I turn away and try to get up without help, "Oh, come on, Anri—" My legs wobble and she has to help me up, "Izaya. You're scaring me." I then stare at her and notice something… rather intriguing. I use a finger to hook her collar— I am trying to look down from there. She gasps aloud of course but I don't care.
"Since when you have that scar, Anri-chan?" She pulls away and presses her hands on her chest, "F-Four months back." A faint red colors her cheeks and she looks surely fazed unlike earlier. When she almost bared her chest to me, there isn't a scar like that.
"Shit. I'm sorry, forget what I said, Anri-chan." I bear a bitter grin and rake my hand across my hair, "Looks like I was talking to someone else earlier. Before lunch, someone that looks like you and responds to 'Anri-chan' talked shit to me. I think I now know that someone surely did take my place in the dinner table last night." She then takes a hold of my sleeve, "Izaya, come with me to the city tomorrow."
I look at her and she stares back at me, "Please?" Sigh. "Alright, I'll go. In one condition…" I glance at the undisturbed mop and washer at the side and then back to her. I open my room's door and silently gestures her to get inside. She walks in and I close the door behind me, "Anri-chan, let me see that scar more." She then gasps and turns away from me, "I… I don't want to. I can't."
"Those aren't self-harm. It's pretty difficult to trace a blade from under the right armpit to the chest… especially something that big." She then turns to me again, "Don't tell Father about them, Izaya. Father doesn't know about these." I then approach her from behind and hold her shoulders, "I only tell secrets to the other half of my heart. Don't you want that comfort? Sharing burdens, that is?"
After seconds, she sits down at the bed and begins unbuttoning her shirt. I sit down next to her and watch her blush as she takes off her shirt. I can see her brassiere and the load it has to carry— more importantly, those three scars of lacerations running across her smooth skin. One from the right armpit to the chest. Another one under the left breast. Lastly on her left shoulder. She then puts her shirt back on, leaving it unbuttoned, "You're right. These aren't from self-harm. Someone else put them on me… but I… I never had enough anger to hate him for this. It's like… it's just part of it."
"It what?" I hum as I reach out to take a hold of her shirt and move it, looking at the right side of her chest. It looks like the deepest one— aside from being the longest. She holds my hand and pushes it away, "…Sex." Twitch with a hum. She then cringes and looks away from me, "Four months ago, some 'friends' of mine asked me to go with them. I didn't know we will be drinking… but they convinced me to do so. Then I met this guy… and…" Her grip on my hand tightens, "He said he'll give me fifty thousand if I… let him ride me…"
Tears. She is already spilling tears on my hands, sobbing as she keeps on talking, "I was drunk. I wasn't thinking straight. I thought, maybe… for once, I could earn some that wasn't from my father's hard work. Fifty thousand could be a bit small compared to what I really lost but… but…" She brings her face down to my hand, "…He gave me these scars. And that was the last time I wanted to make contact with anyone. I dropped out of school and just agreed to a special class. I shut myself in… that was too much for me…"
I use my other hand to pat her head and she clears her face, using her hand but the tears still dripped at my hand, "Izaya." She shoots up and looks straight at my eyes, "I'm not a whore… I wouldn't—" I bring my hand to her mouth and smiles at her. I take both my hands back and then I take off my shirt, showing her all the scars I did earn from my dirty work before meeting Shizu-chan, "Shhh, if you say that, it will wound me. What happened to you isn't just a one-time thing. It's a nightly business of the demons in human meat."
"Izaya, you…" Cringe. "Yeah, I had a flourishing lifestyle before… but then I stopped ever since I met my Shizu-chan. All the other men I sold my body to took everything away. All that was left to me was a run-down apartment and my poor-paying job. Ahahahaha, Dad hated it. But unlike what he thinks, I don't get money from Shizu-chan. If I was leeching on him, I would have a condominium all to myself." I reach out and stroke at her chin, "So Anri-chan, you better make good decisions… go out and look for a good man."
She smiles again. Like how she did last night. Anri-chan nods in agreement and in enthusiasm, "I'll do my best!" She then scoots nearer to embrace me, "Izaya… I hope he grows up like you." What? He who? She doesn't talk anymore… only resting her head on me.
"Izaya."
We both twitch and break off at the call of my father. Dad is standing before the open door and he frowns, "I only came back to fetch something I forgot and I see the mop outside… and your work unfinished. Betting you're in your room, I see you being intimate with your supposed sister." Anri-chan then starts buttoning her shirt and I lean back to look over my father, "We're not doing anything. And let me remind you, I don't do women."
"Then what are you doing? Showing her those ugly things on your body. You should be ashamed of yourself." I know he hates these so much. I then take my shirt and puts it back on, "She just happened to see one and asked me about them. I'm well aware that they're not trophies but brands of my stupidities. She will learn lessons from them."
"I won't let Akabayashi-san to know about this. But don't you dare to do this again. Act more of siblings rather than secret lovers." Dad hisses and his fixed frowning face softens a bit, "Anri, please go back to your room. Izaya, finish mopping the floor." My 'sister' then gets up and bows down to Dad before rushing back to her room. Dad motions to leave and then I call his attention, "Dad, wait." He turns to me, "Izaya, I understand. There's nothing you have to explain."
"Dad, do you know the previous owners of this house?" He then turns to me in curiosity, "This house belongs to Akabayashi-san's parents, why?" I then scratch a cheek and shrug a bit, "I just feel something's off with this house. I've read about a lot of things from all the books that came through my hands and…" He faces me and hums with a slightly ridiculing smirk, "Are you telling me this mansion is haunted, Izaya?"
"…At least you got the idea, Dad." He sighs and pats my shoulder, "Izaya, you're just imagining things. You've been reading too much… and you… I hate to say this but do you need your fix?" I then laugh a bit and waves my hands to dismiss that thought, "Dad, I'm serious. One thing, I didn't go down for dinner last night. I wasn't there."
"Izaya, we ate with you—"
"Dad, I was sleeping the whole time after I get inside this room, I only get up around three in the morning— around the time Anri-chan came into my room. Dad, I don't remember eating curry. Akabayashi-san's curry. You know I love homemade dishes and there's no way I wouldn't pig up on his curry. Dad, whoever that was, it wasn't me."
"Izaya, stop it." Staying silent for seconds, I insist, "Dad, don't you believe me?" He then just leaves without answering. As expected.
I then just sigh and take the mop to dip it inside the mop washer again. Noticing that no dust has collected just yet, I casually resume the mopping… until I see a reflection of two figures at a distance. Holding hands, one figure grinning at me. And a whisper comes. "I will make you love me, Izaya."
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End of Chapter 2
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