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-Let there be midnight


Hot Summers Day

Yusaku stood in his kitchen getting something to drink because it was a hot summer's day and the air conditioner is broken, so the guy to repair it won't be here till the end of the week. Yippee. Fun for him. The absolute worst part of the house being an oven was that his wife was being a cranky mean woman and his son Shinichi was being her apprentice by throwing tantrums which was way out of line for the six-year-old, but nevertheless, Yusaku got a bad headache one way or another.

"Daddy!" Shinichi whined as he came into the kitchen then slumped down to the floor hoping to find that it was very cool down there instead of the blistering heat while standing. Yusaku put his glass of cold lemonade down on the counter to look at Shinichi with his eyebrow raised.

"Shinichi," He started. "You know the floor hasn't been clean for a while because your mother is too busy being a wi-beautiful woman!" He quickly added the last part when he saw a flash of Yukiko's hair down the wall. Shinichi mumbled something incoherent because at the moment, his face was occupied with kitchen floor. "Shinichi, get up before someone accidently steps on you." Shinichi raised his head to look at his father with a pouting expression.

"But the floor!" he whined. "It's so cold!"


~Ten Minutes Later~

Yukiko walked into the kitchen only to stop abruptly. Lying down on the floor with their faces smashed against it was her husband and only son. Yusaku turned his head to look at Shinichi slightly, but only enough for the younger boy to hear him.

"Shinichi, you were right, the floor is cold." Shinichi only mumbled in responds, too lazy to move his head slightly to look at his father. Not wanting to be there for another second, Yukiko slowly walked out of the room, her eyes always on her son and husband.