Manabe's POV
I should have remembered what day it was. I have always known exactly when mother and father came home, only minutes off in my predictions of their arrival back to the house. As my father stood before me, I realized that I had forgotten what day it was.
Coming home from a date with Ibuki, I felt nervous about his coming inside. Sure we had talked about it before but it felt strange letting him come in while my parents weren't around. I never thought that my parents would let me be with someone like Ibuki, I still don't. But having him inside while they were gone didn't seem any more okay.
We only made it inside the entry way. Ibuki took his shoes off and I could help watching him get his coat off too. When he finally looked over, and caught me staring, I felt the need to look at my feet. This was such a personal step forward from our secret dates and flirtatious messages through cell phone. Seeing him standing in the entrance room of my house was like a dream come true.
I knew he could sense my nerves, he was always good at that for some reason, because he stepped in and put his hands on my cheeks. When I looked at him, the moment felt different.. I felt the serious air that suddenly came over my loud boyfriend. He looked at me so intensely that I froze, shivers going down my spine. I held my breath as his lips got closer to mine. Out first kiss ? I already? The sound I heard next made a different shiver go down my spine. The door clicked.. and opened.
The door slammed as my father made haste to send Ibuki on his way. Picking up his shoes and grabbing his jacket, my boyfriend gave me a single look before being shushed out. My heart felt like it was stopped and i couldn't breathe well. My mother, as always, stood silent and waited for my fathers reaction. As he turned to me, I felt my breathing get harder.
I spoke in my panic, "Fathe-"
"Don't, Jinichirou!" Came words that cut through me and made me fall silent.
There was a sigh. Silence made the air feel impossibly thick. I wanted to speak but the panic I was feeling kept me from it. Father continued. "I actually feel shocked that you have time for house visits."
"Father-"
"You bring boys into the house-"
"Pleas-"
"I said don't!" He cut me off again. I know better than to talk over him when he gets like this but my panic was getting the best of me. I didn't want Ibuki to get blamed for anything, not for this.
"I'm beside myself that you would bring people into the house without us. What else have you been doing without us?" Father accused. I held my tongue this time. He would get out his frustrations and then have me leave to my room so he can cool off. I just needed to wait for him to get it all out.
"I don't know who that was but he won't be coming anywhere near out house, ever again." He stated. I jumped up at that.
"What?! He had just come to see me, he wasn't even-" As I spoke, I was interrupted once more.
"I don't want you talking to him and I want your phone!" My father raised his voice to be heard but I couldn't stop myself from arguing, tears touching on my cheeks as I felt my defenses going up.
"NO! That's not even fair!" I shouted.
"Jin, give us your phone." Mother insisted. As she put her hands out to me I pulled away and backed up.
"No! I won't. I'm not doing anything and its not your business if I was!" The words spilled from my lips without my control. I couldn't lose Ibuki when I was just letting myself be with him. He's so bright and amazing, I can't let it go. I won't!
I was locked in my room in moments, my legs giving and dropping me in front of my door. I felt the panic in my chest overflow onto my face in the form of tears. I cried and refused to listen to my parents fussing. I knew I was in trouble, why was I fighting this so much? Things would only be worse now because of my reaction.
As the tears and anger stopped racking through my body, I noticed silence in the rest of the house. My phone was still out there, sitting inside my coat pocket. They had gotten what they wanted and, on top of it, I had no way to tell Ibuki what was going on. My head started to spin from how dizzying my fit had been. I made sure my door was locked and made my way to my bed to lay down.
What had I just done ?
