"Usami-san, can you tell me more about Hiro-san's family? I understand that they are a higher family but is not kidnapping excessive?" The three of us were in Usami's car; I was in the back while the two were in front.

"I think this is normal for people with money." Misaki mumbled under breath with irritation in her voice. Why do I have the feelings she knows how this feels? I hope nothing bad happened to her from Usami's family.

"Hiroki is exactly like her parents, so they are also prideful people. Unlike Hiroki, when her mother wants something, she will take drastic measures. In this case, bringing Hiroki home." It was so strange. This is what Hiroki was raised around? "They aren't bad people. Her family are actually pretty kind. But they are people who have no time for bullshit." Just like Hiro-san. "But this will be a war zone. You sure you don't want to let Hiroki handle this?"

Nowaki made his decision at the hospital. "No. If I am to show Hiro-san's parents that we belong together than I need to face them." I wanted to prove them wrong; that even though I am not rich or have a nice family background, I can be someone worthy of Hiro-san.

I just hope this choice does not backfire on me.

"Everything will be okay." Misaki said, turning me around to and flashed me her adorable smile. "I believe Kamijou-sensei is also fighting for your relationship. You just have to show her parents you are not going down without a fight."

Misaki was a calm girl and her words did give me some sort of hope. "Thank you." I smiled back, only to turn away when I noticed Usami's death glare in his rear view mirror. Jealous much?

Usami warned me the drive was a long one and because I was nervous I decided to ask questions about them. "How long have you two been together?"

"Almost a year?" Usami looked to Misaki to check his answer.

"It will be a year next month since we...yeah..."

"Kissed."

"Don't say it out loud!" It was cute to watch them bicker and see the obvious embarrassment on Misaki's face. It was almost strange how comfortable I was in this car. I remember the last few interactions with Usami were not pleasant since at the time Hiro-san was in love with him. I don't think he ever caught on and I do not know whether to be happy or sad about that.

I remember feelings sorry for Hiro-san since it hurts me when she is in pain but I knew I could never compete against someone Usami if he also had feelings for her.

"We are about 30 minutes away."

"This is the way to your family home." Misaki took note.

Usami nodded, "Hiroki's place is right behind mine, separated by a small clearing. Hiroki and I used to meet up there when we were kids."

"If you guys knew each other that long, why have her parents not tried to get you to marry her." It was not a question I really wanted to ask, or even think about, but curiosity got the best of me. It would make sense.

Usami scoffed, "they tried once but my father did a bad business deal with Hiroki's father and like I said, Kamijou's are notorious for holding a grudge. They did not want my father for an in-law."

Well, now I feel even more nervous. I don't think making my usual face will get her father to ease up on me as much as it does to Hiro-san.

"So, you never dated her?" I was surprised to hear Misaki asking that.

Usami turned to her. "No. Hiroki and I have never been that way. She is just one of my rare friendships that I cherish."

Even though Hiro-san was once in love with you. But that was not my place to tell. It was a long time ago and Hiro-san is mine now. She has moved on so I cannot dwell on it. Or else she would kick my ass.

He reached out to grab her hand and it just made me wish we were there already.

I really wanted to see Hiro-san.

"15 minutes left."

This is some fucked up shit. First I am kidnapped by this stupid employee, then my phone gets taken, and now I am here sitting in the den waiting for my parents to come back. Don't fucking kidnap me and then not even be here! This is some bullshit.

"Would you like some tea?" One maid, Umiko, approached with caution. She has been with us the longest and so knew a lot about my attitude.

"What I would like is to go home."

"I am sorry but we were instructed to keep you here."

"God damnit! Can I at least get my phone?" I probably should call Miyagi or Akihiko to let them know I am fine. Or tell Nowaki I might not be home tonight. And then call a cab to come pick me up.

"We were also instructed not to allow you contact with anyone outside." WHY THE FUCK AM I IN PRISON? I will tell you right now I will not go down swinging. "For your sake Hiroki-sama, I would just stay put."

"Yeah we will see about that Umiko."

"Hi honey." I heard my mother before I saw her. She did not sound mad but she did not sound happy either. It was not the tone anyone would want to hear. I turned as she came walking in like nothing was wrong. "Glad you could visit."

"VISIT? FATHER'S STUPID ASSISTANT KIDNAPPED ME? AT WORK! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?"

"Language." I hated my mother's attitude; no matter what she could always have the face of calm even when she is extremely pissed. It made her look much more terrifying. "How do you think I felt when I get a call from Kusumoto-san that you made a huge scene in public that involved her son."

"Her son should not have started to harass my boyfriend."

She made a noise, "Harass? I would call it understanding this boy's intentions."

"And why the fu..what right does he have to do that?" I did calm down, seeing my mom narrow her eyes. Who do you think I got the good throw from? "And I was there. All Eiji was doing was putting Nowaki down and made it clear all he wanted in this marriage was money. Should I marry someone I don't love then? As long as this family gets money?"

"Do not turn this on us Hiroki. You know I do not agree with that, but why can't you love someone from a better family?"

"Why can't you but out of my life? I will chose who I want to be with, regardless of family."

"Just how important is this man anyway?" I jumped when father's voice echoed through the room. Now there is where my voice comes from. He walked over and sat on the couch next to mother. "We did not even know about this man until you guys were dating for four years. And now it is almost a decade without us meeting him? You would think if he was that important you would introduce him."

"Why? And have you berate him about his background? All I had to do was tell you his name and you guys gave me a three hour lecture of how you have never heard of his name and even called your friends to ask if they have, trying to prove a point!"

"Well how do we not know he is not around for your money or our status."

"Then he is really committed to this scam if he has been around for this long."

"We are being serious."

"And so am I." I stood up. "Listen you two, I am only saying this once. I love Nowaki. I don't care if he is not from some fancy, high class family or is crazy rich. He is a hard worker and he is always taking care of others. Either accept this or get out of my life."

Shock appeared on both their faces. "What is that threat? Are you saying you would disown us?"

Man this is hard. "No, but I want you to stop with this craziness. When I get married it will be to who I want."

"And you want this Nowaki?"

"Yes."

My father and I had a stare off, seeing who would blink first. Who knows how long we were looking at each other before mother coughed. "Well, we will see if this man can be worthy of the Kamijou name."

"Fine then. Can I go home now?"

"No." Are you serious? "If we let you leave you will go running back to that man and not contact us like the last time. We don't even know where you live."

"Like you could not find out for yourself."

"Hiroki, enough with the talking back! Umiko!" I looked up as Umiko came into the room.

"Yes ma'am."

"We will be eating dinner in here today."

"Yes ma'am."

"Dinner? I ain't staying for dinner. Let me out of here!"

"Hush Hiroki!" I cried out as I felt a book hit my shoulder. That really hurts! "Umiko, please." That was the sign that I have lost. So I sat there, pouting. A grown-almost 30 year old woman- and I reduced to acting like some teenager who was grounded. As we waited for the food, my parents decided this would be the time to give me the silent treatment. I could only imagine what silent conversation they were conjuring up in their heads.

Umiko came back 20 minutes later with a simple plates filled with chicken and asparagus. I hate asparagus. "Eat your vegetables." DAMN IT! I'M A GROWN WOMAN!

"Thank you Umiko." I started to eat, considering I did not eat earlier. "Are you going to let me leave?"

"Are you going to marry this man?"

"MARRY?" When the hell did we get on this subject? Mother looked at me as if I was stupid. "You date a man against our will and you do not even plan to elope?"

"You do not even approve! You really think I would then get married?" Marriage was out of the question now; Nowaki should focus on his residency and I still got my job. We have no time to plan a wedding.

"Well you would think tha..." "Excuse me." Umiko walked in. "There are guests at the door for Hiroki-sama." She gestured to me. Guests?

"Who could that be? Umiko, you took her phone away right?"

"Yes I did." Hm, I wonder who it is? It better not be Eiji. Was it Akihiko?

As if I called him Akihiko entered our vision, standing near the doorway. "Good afternoon. I hope I am not interrupting anything."

"Oh Akihiko. What brings you here?" Take me home! When he smiled, I felt a chill go down my back. This was not going to be good. Just why was he here? "I am here as a simple chauffeur."

Before we could ask, I felt the air get knocked out of me as Nowaki stepped into the room. "Good afternoon, I am Kusama Nowaki."

WHAT THE FUCK!

AKIHIKO YOU FUCKING BASTARD! WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO BRING NOWAKI HERE? WHO THE FUCK GAVE YOU PERMISSION KUSAMA NOWAKI?

"So you are Kusama?" Shit, even mother and father looked surprised.

"Yes ma'am." I had to admire Nowaki's politeness. I wonder if he will keep that up right now. "I will give you some time alone then." Akihiko patted Nowaki's shoulder once before exiting the room. He better not leave; he might be our ride home.

"Come sit Kusama." Mother gestured to open seat next to me.

"Mother." I narrowed my eyes as a warning, to which she mimicked. Hers seemed a lot more scary.

"Hush Hiroki. This works out perfectly if you ask me." I looked towards father. His silence was not something to be relaxed about. He was analyzing, assessing the situation. Always treats everything like a business transaction. "I am Kamijou Sara and this is my husband Kamijou Kaito."

"It is nice to meet you." I felt Nowaki's body heat as he sat close by and I felt myself shifting slightly to be closer. He gave me a reassuring smile but I could see the nerves in his eyes. He should be nervous. "Hello Hiroki."

"What the hell are you doing here? Don't you have work right now? Did Akihiko go get you?" I was not in the mood to be polite.

"When Usami-san said you were taken I panicked and had him bring me here. Senpai allowed me to go home early so I will be alright."

"Who gave you permission to come here?"

"But Hiroki..." "Don't Hiroki me."

He shook his head, grabbing my hand. "I was worried." The nerves in his eyes shifted into fear as he spoke. Damn eyes.

"I do believe there are others in the room." He quickly turned at my father's voice.

"Sorry sir."

"So tell us about yourself Kusama." I would have said something but I saw my mother reaching for another book.

"Yes ma'am. There is not much to tell I'm afraid. I was raised at Kusama orphanage since I was very little. I went to medical school and am currently working my residency at the local hospital."

"You must get a lot of backlash from being raised in an orphanage."

"I used to but I treasure the couple that took care of me. As far as I know I had a true family growing up."

"How exactly did you meet Hiroki then?"

Nowaki turned to me, "I met her at a park when I was out with associates of mine. I invited her over to fly rockets with us."

"That's how you met?" Shove it father. "You dragged this girl to do something as mindless as play with toys?"

"Your point?" I spoke up. Nowaki squeezed my hand; like that would calm me down. If they don't like the answer then don't ask the question.

"It sounds strange for you Hiroki. You never even played with toys when you were little."

"They are useless."

"But we did have fun shooting the rockets with Yama-san and the others. Hiroki even shot one towards the end." I smiled at the memory.

"I can't imagine that." How rude! Am I that lame that I cannot do something that simple without being criticized?

"So a residency? Does not that take up a lot of your time?"

"Yes. I can easily work 15 hours day."

"Does not seem there is any time to sustain a relationship."

"There has been hard times but Hiroki and I find a way to make it work."

"And what does your finances look?"

"Seriously?"

"I make an affordable amount to help pay half of the bills and I donate some money to the orphanage I was raised in."

"What about a savings?"

"Hiro-san and I have created a savings together."

"And do you put more into this?"

"That is not your business!"

"Since Hiroki's job pays more she tends to put more into it."

"Nowaki!" Why is he telling them all of that? We both talked about this when we set up a joint savings account four years ago when we got back together after he came back from America. It was actually a savings account I had started and added Nowaki's name to it so it makes sense I had more in it. Even if my job pays more, Nowaki is just starting and can easily beat me a few years down the road.

"And what debt do you have?"

"I do have student loans that I pay every month."

"Anything else?"

"No ma'am." God are the questions over? "You are aware the Kamijou name is a very proud name. We have a reputation to uphold."

"I am aware and I do not wish to cause any problems. I understand the doubt you may have but I wanted to make it clear of my intentions."

"And what are those?"

Nowaki looked back to me with a smile. I could not help but blush. "To stay by Hiroki's side."

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Part 2: Nowaki vs. the Kamijous

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