To Ruth: Thank you for making me a happy lady for being my first reviewer of this fiction!

IT'S JUST ANOTHER LOVE AFFAIR?

Chapter 2: Life Would Never Be The Same After One Fine Night…

Akira loved his father because Mimasaka Koji was the most caring, selfless man he had ever known. In spite of his devotion in his business, he managed to find time to spend with his only son, who had lost his mother since the day he came into this world. However, his fascination towards his father stopped the day his new mother moved in and he was fifteen.

Akira only heard things about his stepmother when his father had called back to tell him about his sudden marriage in Spain. He wasn't feeling too happy initially about his father's sudden decision but there was nothing he could do. However, there were more things that he didn't know about this newly joined family member.

" Akira! Come, meet your new mother and two baby sisters." His father happily announced when he was back from one of his long period business trips to Spain. " Baby sisters?" Akira stuttered out in confusion.

There was a pervasive feeling of organized chaos, frenetic movements and dozens of unexpected crises that Akira's mind needed to attend to as he stared, dumbfounded, at the lovely young woman and the two little girls, presumed to be twin since they looked almost identical.

" So, this is Akira-kun eh?" The classic timeless beauty, which he was going to call okaasan, quipped happily as she hurried over and gave him a warm embrace. " Niichan!" The twin chorused out in a synchronizing way before making a dash towards his direction and wrapped their hands firmly around Akira's legs.

Akira just stood rooted to the ground, getting numb and stiff with the hope that the females would get their hands away from him as fast as possible.

How old is she anyway? She looked as if she as if she's only a few years older than I am. Do I really have to call her mother? Akira's facial feature immediately screwed into a frown but his father started laughing out loud because he had mistaken his son's expression as shyness. Obliviously, with the three newly added members in the Mimasaka family, Akira had gradually found himself losing interest in young females.

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Your life would never be the same after tomorrow's night. Akira recalled the words of one gypsy when he had visited a mobile carnival because Soujirou wanted to cheer him up due to his recent break-off with yet another married lady.

Initially, Akira did not take those words too seriously. Nevertheless, it was also on the same night when he had met Seiko and of course, as per usual, it was a mutual attraction. When Seiko had invited him over to her house only after a few minutes of chatting time, Akira couldn't help but to give the old fortunate teller the benefit of doubt.

" Shit!" Akira cursed under his breath for his first 'husband-spot-check' situation. In the past, he was always lucky. His first instinct was to stomp back to that gypsy and gave her a piece of his mind, plus demanding a refund.

Alas, he couldn't do that because now he was shivering outside the narrow and rusty balcony of his lover's apartment as the night's chilling wind blew mercilessly past him.

It was already three in the morning and he started wondering how Soujirou would react if he had caught him in this miserable state. Is this supposed to be my retribution for being a marriage wrecker? That was the one and only reason Akira could think of right now.

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" Kumiko!" A distraught looking Kurota finally dashed into the room, followed by the other two ladies. " Are you all right?" Kurota asked before his wife silenced him with her murderous glares.

" You are such a careless man!" Kumiko pouted, shaking her head as she started buttoning up her blouse. Mrs. Yamaguchi almost blew her top off when she saw how calm Kumiko could be when facing a confronting wife.

" Aren't you Nanaji Kumiko?" One of the ladies, Mrs. Touda asked, shocked. Damn! Kumiko cursed under her breath when that lady happened to be a family friend. " Nanaji Kumiko? You mean she is the daughter of Professor Nanaji?" It was Mrs. Yamaguchi's turn to receive the second shock of the night.

" So what if I am his daughter?" Kumiko hissed out defiantly. " Since your parents did not provide you with enough discipline, why not allow us to do it on their behalf." Mrs. Yamaguchi vehemently remarked, cracking her knuckles as she advanced nearer to the bed with every vengeful step.

The other two ladies became unsure about the bashing after knowing Kumiko's identity. " Don't blame me if your husbands should end up like this useless man." Mrs. Yamaguchi warned the ladies.

It didn't take them too long to reconsider and seconds later; the three gigantic creatures had gathered around the bed and cornered Kumiko with hostility instilled in their fiery eyes.

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Akira looked at the darkening pit below him, wondering if he should jump or wait until both Seiko and her husband were out of the apartment so that he could re-enter the room.

" My phone." Akira's eye brightened with hope and his hand quickly reached inside the pocket of his jacket, in search for his saviour. It wasn't the right time to worry about dignity. Therefore, it would be either pneumonia if he had chosen to stay or a broken leg if he had chosen to jump from the third level of the apartment.

" Jirou?" Akira whispered into the speaker of his phone when the line was through.

" Who the hell is this?" Soujirou questioned out sharply from the other side of the line, obviously not welcoming the intrusion and being too irritated to make full use of his caller ID function.

" It's me." Akira quickly identified himself before getting more cursing by his buddy, for his current situation was already a curse to him and he wouldn't want to be more cursed.

" Now, listen carefully…" Akira began but was stopped when he heard a familiar tone.

-- Beep --

" Damn…" Akira let out a loud sigh and hurried on to finish his words of urgency. " Jirou, I need you to come to…"

-- Beep --   -- Beep ---

To be continued…