Omake 17
*takes place during the triplets fourth year*
"Watch what you're doing you foolish boy," Setsuka scolded her son who was being careless with his wand work. They were only preparing dinner for him to bring to his brother's house. "I don't know why I bother honestly, if you like it so much over there why don't you live there?" Still no answer, her seventeen year old son worked in silence.
Narrowing her amber gaze she curled her long fingers around her son's chin and forced him to match her amber gaze with his own. "Well well, I must say I'm impressed, someone has finally won over your heart. Despite me trying to force you with a girl your first year so I knew I would have an heir after you. Lord knows I can't count on your foolish younger brother to be the Sakurazukamori and your sister was quite pathetic as well…"
The hand holding the wand tightened.
"However, whoever it is darling Seishirou...you should forget them. I've spent the past six years preparing you for the role you must take and the Sakurazukamori cannot love. Love makes you weak, that's why your father is no longer here."
"So you got your perfect heir in me, why have Fuuma and Kotori? One of which died a mere seven years later?"
SLAP! "How dare you speak to me like that! Your sister deserved what she got, your brother's lucky he showed signs at an early age or he would've gone too. Disgusting half bloods and then what house does he get into? Hufflepuff! Although the way you've turned into a sap because you've been foolish enough to fall in love, maybe you should be in Hufflepuff."
Seishirou wasn't listening he went back to packing the food.
"I would love to meet the person responsible for stealing my dear Seishirou away from me," Lips ghosted his cheek leaving a red mark there from the lipstick. "They'd meet the same fate as the last person that tried to take you away did. That would be you're darling sister."
At this he turned, amber eyes narrowed. "If you ever lay a finger on him, I will personally end you."
"Suit yourself, but remember darling, HE will never love you."
"You don't need to tell me what I already know, Mother." Without another word he walked out the front door towards his father's house.
~#~
"What the hell is that supposed to be?"
"KAMUI! YOU CAN'T ASK HIM! IT'S CHARADES!"
"WELL HE LOOKS LIKE A DAMN FISH LAYING ON THE FLOOR LIKE THAT!"
"PFFT GOOD THING YOU PARTNERED WITH HIM AND ME WITH SUBARU, BOTH OF YOU SUCK AT THIS GAME, AND YOU CALL YOURSELF HOKUTO SUMERAGI'S SIBLINGS!"
A sharp knock on the door made Fuuma stop acting out whatever he was doing. "Dad probably forgot something again for work, he does this all the time." He opened the door, ready to say 'what now dad' only to have a box shoved into his arms and a smaller figure pushed past him.
All he caught was a glimpse of unruly black hair that made its way to the couch where Subaru was seated. He sat down next to Subaru before pulling him into a protective hold, causing the younger teen to blush.
"Um…Seishirou?"
"GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HIM YOU PERVERT! WAIT, WHY IS THERE LIPSTICK ON YOUR FACE! I KNEW IT, YOU ACT ALL CLINGY WITH MY BROTHER BUT YOU'RE SEEING SOMEONE, I SHOULD'VE KNOWN!"
At this comment Fuuma's eyes widened. "Um Kamui you shouldn't go there…really…"
"Eh? Why? Is Sei-chan hiding something?"
"Well…." As Fuuma was walking a fast moving wand hand moved a trash can into his walk way causing the teen to trip over it. "AURGH! WHY DO I HAVE BAD LUCK WITH THESE THINGS?!"
Just like that, it was back to laughs and Hokuto scrubbing the lipstick off Seishirou's cheek with a tissue and commenting what a hideous shade it was. Although while Kamui helped Fuuma, up and Hokuto started to serve lunch, Subaru had to wonder from his best friend's embrace, just what the older teen was hiding.