Disclaimer: Well, well, I hope Slam Dunk belongs to me, but the fact is it
is not mine, it belongs to some Japanese cartoonist who is so talented to
create this fabulous anime.
Chapter 4
Turning into the street she had came across, Sayuri looked around as she walked down the street. She felt like she is walking on a messy street where black people always hang around in USA, but instead of the black teenagers seen on those streets where they hang around in USA, she saw Japanese teenagers instead. It is a very messy street, very unlike the ones you normally see in Japan. Along the street were a lot of pubs, discos and hotels. Sayuri seems to be very out of place as almost everyone on the street looked like gangsters. Some of the gangster-like teenagers stared at her as she walked past. Suddenly, a few boys around her age stopped her.
"Hey, pretty girl, care to have a drink with us?" A boy who seems to be the gang's leader asked.
".I'm in a hurry to go home. Please, you are blocking my way." Sayuri said politely, smiled and tried to escape but was once again blocked by the same boy.
"Well, then we can skip the drink part if you are in a hurry. Let's go into the hotel straightaway then." The boy said, smiling, grabbing Sayuri's arm. Sayuri pushed that boy away and turned around to run away.
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Walking down the street leading home, Mitsui got to a junction where another street met the street he is on. Turning his head, he looked down the messy street where he treated as his second home during his gangster's years. Just as he was about to walk off, he saw Sayuri running towards him with a few gangsters running after her. One of the gangsters caught up with her and the next thing he knew, Sayuri is being dragged into one of many alleys in the street.
+What the.+ Mitsui thought and instinctively ran into the messy street and into the dark alley which Sayuri was dragged into. He ran deep into the alley and just as he was about to reach the dead end, he saw the gangsters, crowding around a corner.
"Hey! What do you all think you are doing?!" Mitsui shouted. The gangsters turned around and looked at Mitsui.
"Go away! This is none of your business!" One of the gangsters said fiercely. From the gap between them, Mitsui saw Sayuri lying against the wall, unconscious. There's a boy squatting in front of her, and seems like he had been stripping Sayuri's clothes off because Sayuri's clothes were tattered and torn. The boy squatting stood up and pushing away his friends, he walked towards Mitsui and glared at him.
"Oh, it's the athletic boy. Why, is this your chick?" The boy asked him. Mitsui looked at him and realized that he is one of Tetsuo's men.
"Let go of that girl!" A voice called from behind Mitsui. Mitsui turned around and looked at Tetsuo, his friend during his gangster's years.
"Tetsuo." Mitsui mumbled. The boy and his friends left the alley immediately. Tetsuo looked at Sayuri and then back at Mitsui.
"Don't come back to this street if you don't intend to be one of us again. Tell your girl not to come here again if she does not want to be raped. I might not be able to help you every time." Tetsuo said, smiling.
"Thanks, Tetsuo." Mitsui said. Tetsuo laughed a low laugh and turned around to walk away. Mitsui watched as his old friend walked down the alley and disappeared from his sight. He turned around and wrapped his jacket around Sayuri. Carrying Sayuri in his arms, he walked home.
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"Argh. My head hurts." Sayuri groaned as she gained consciousness, having a throbbing headache due to being hit unconscious by a rod. Walking into the room, Mitsui saw Sayuri is awake and put the first aid box onto the table in front of the sofa Sayuri is lying on.
"You are finally awake. Don't ever go to that street again, do you understand?" Mitsui said, sitting down on another sofa and leaned forward to that table to open the first aid box.
"Where am I?" Sayuri asked, sitting up and looked around the room.
"You are in the living room of my house." Mitsui replied, grabbed Sayuri's hand and put some cream on her hand.
"Ah, it hurts!" Sayuri exclaimed. All over her body, there were cuts and bruises.
"This will teach you a lesson then. That street is not a safe one for a decent girl to go." Mitsui said, spreading the cream over the cut on her hand gently.
"What happened to me?" Sayuri asked, suddenly remembered what had happened before she was knocked out. She looked at the state of her clothes and became worried all of a sudden.
"Nothing happened to you. They only just started stripping your clothes off when I got there." Mitsui replied, looking at Sayuri.
"Why are you there? How do you know that I am there?" Sayuri asked and started groaning in pain as Mitsui cleaned the wound on her arm a little too roughly.
"I walked past that street and saw you being dragged into the alley." Mitsui said, rolling his eyes.
"And you saved me? I thought you don't like me at all and you said that I am too proud?" Sayuri asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, I'm not wrong to say that. YOU ARE TOO PROUD." Mitsui said, annoyed.
"You aren't very humble yourself. Anyway, thanks for saving me just now." Sayuri said, rolling her eyes.
+ I've never seen such an irritating girl. + Mitsui thought, glaring at Sayuri.
Sayuri looked at the jacket being wrapped around her shoulders, took it and started looking at the jacket closely. At the back of the jacket is Shohoku Basketball Team and it is black and red.
"Is this yours?" Sayuri asked, looking at Mitsui.
"Yeah." Mitsui replied, taking that jacket away from Sayuri. Shivering, Sayuri glared at Mitsui.
"Can you give me a set of clothes to wear? I can't possibly walk home wearing this. It is very cold now." Sayuri said, shivering and sneezed.
Standing up, Mitsui handed her his jacket before walking out of the room. As he walked towards his room, he heard the jingling of keys and the next thing he knew, he heard the opening of door. Rushing back to the living room, Mitsui grabbed Sayuri's arm and pulled her out of the living room and towards the stairs leading to his room. However, whoever that came home is walking towards the stairs too. Mitsui opened the closet under the stairs and pushed Sayuri in, just before he was spotted by whoever he is hiding from, he got into the closet and closed the door shut.
"What the hell-?" Sayuri started saying but Mitsui covered her mouth with his hand immediately.
"Hisashi! HISASHI!" A female voice called.
"Is he at home?" A male voice asked.
"Seems like he's not home yet. I guess we will have to tell him this another day. Want a cup of coffee?" The female asked, and footsteps were heard as the two person talking walked away.
"What on earth are you doing?" Sayuri asked, glaring at Mitsui coldly in the dark and small closet. It is so small that there's only space for one person and with two people trying to stand in such a small space, they will have to squeeze themselves and stand as closely as they could. "We have to hide here." Mitsui replied, looking at Sayuri. Noticing how close they were, Mitsui blushed and looked at the roof of the closet to avoid looking at Sayuri so closely.
"Can you tell me why must we hide here?" Sayuri asked, rolling her eyes.
"I cannot let my mom see me." Mitsui replied.
"Then can you explain why not?" Sayuri asked, getting impatient.
"Because as long as I avoid her, she will not remarry. She will have to find me and tell me this news before she can get married again." Mitsui replied.
"Remarry? I don't really understand what you are trying to say." Sayuri said confusedly.
"My father died couple of years ago. My mom found a new boyfriend recently. I make her promise me to inform me first if she wants to remarry. Now that she's really going to marry that guy, she will have to find me first and inform me. But I don't want her to remarry, so as long as she cannot find me, she will not get married." Mitsui explained, looking at Sayuri. Sayuri nodded and looked at Mitsui. This time, both of them blushed and one looked at the floor while one continues to look at the roof.
"But you can't avoid her for too long." Sayuri said, stating the obvious fact.
"I know, but I hope she will give up marrying if she cannot find me after such a long time." Mitsui said, sighing.
"How long must we hide here? It's really very cramp up in here." Sayuri said, feeling herself sweating.
"Well. Until the man goes away and my mother goes to sleep." Mitsui replied, started sweating too.
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After an hour of hiding in the closet, both Mitsui and Sayuri are tired and sweating all over. However, there's still no sign of the man leaving the house.
"I don't think I can take this any longer." Sayuri said, panting heavily.
"Don't pant on my neck, it's very hot." Mitsui mumbled.
"I didn't do that purposely, it's too cramped here." Sayuri protested, looking at Mitsui. Feeling a little dizzy because the oxygen is definitely running low in the closet, Mitsui closed his eyes and leaned down, trying to rest. But instead, because Sayuri is really very close to him, his lips touched Sayuri's. Widening her eyes, Sayuri tried to protest but unfortunately, Mitsui is too dizzy and is almost half unconscious and that Sayuri is too tired to really protest, thus, their lips connected to each other's for quite a long while until after half an hour had past before Mitsui finally realized what he had done.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to." Mitsui said then stopped as he looked at Sayuri who had her eyes closed and apparently seems to have fallen asleep while their lips are connected.
+Actually she is quite a nice girl.at least although she does not want to be in this closet, she still hide in here after I told her why. And she is really pretty.+ Mitsui thought, looking at the sleeping Sayuri. Slowly, without realizing what he is doing, he kissed Sayuri again, though this time, it's not because he had fainted. Opening her eyes, Sayuri stared at Mitsui and opened her mouth to say something. Slipping his tongue into her mouth, Mitsui started kissing her. Sayuri pushed him away and looked as though she was about to cry. Just then, the closet door opened and a stunned woman and man looked at Mitsui and Sayuri.
"Hisashi." The woman mumbled. Sayuri looked at the woman and was amazed at how alike Mitsui looks like his mother. Her eyes landed on the man next. Widening her eyes with her eyeballs poking out, she stared at the man.
"Father.?" Sayuri mumbled, looking at the man.
"Sayuri?" The man asked, a surprised look on his face. Mitsui and his mother looked from Sayuri to that man in surprise.
--
Sitting down around the dinning table in the kitchen, the two adults and two teenagers looked at each other in silence. The man who Mitsui's mother is marrying happens to be Sayuri's father, who had divorced with her mother some years ago.
"Er.How is your mother, Sayuri?" Mr. Asagiri asked, looking at Sayuri who is staring blankly at the floor.
"She remarried to a jerk and died two years after you leave her." Sayuri replied, rolling her eyes.
"You lived alone all this while? Why didn't you come and find me?" Mr. Asagiri asked, worried for his daughter.
"So what if I found you? I am very happy living alone ever since mom died." Sayuri said, a hint of hatred in her voice.
"But I am your father, Sayuri." Mr. Asagiri said gently.
"A father who doesn't look after the daughter, a father who doesn't care about the daughter, a father who doesn't help the daughter when the daughter needs help?" Sayuri asked, glaring at her father.
"Sayuri, you must understand that I do care about you." Mr. Asagiri said, sighing.
"If you care, why would you divorce with mom? If you care, why didn't you come and visit me even after you divorce?" Sayuri asked. Mitsui's mother stood up and pulled Mitsui away with her, so that Sayuri and her dad can have some privacy.
"Your mom divorce with me because I was bankrupt and we don't really love each other anymore. I didn't visit you because your custody is with your mom and I was not allowed to visit you. After I finally became rich again, I tried to find you but I couldn't find you anywhere. Sayuri, I really care." Mr. Asagiri said, looking at Sayuri. Tears started to form in her eyes, and beads of tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Sayuri. Er.I think you probably know by now that I'm getting remarried.I will be very pleased if you can move into my house and have a whole family again." Mr. Asagiri said, handing her a piece of tissue.
".Whatever." Sayuri mumbled, not really listening to her father.
"Good, then can you move in tomorrow?" Mr. Asagiri asked.
"Move in tomorrow? Move in tomorrow!" Sayuri exclaimed, finally realizing what her father is talking about.
"Yeah, tomorrow. Where do you live now, I will go and help you move your things over to my house tomorrow. What colour do you like your bedroom to be?" Mr. Asagiri asked, getting excited to have his daughter moving to live with him again.
"Er." Sayuri mumbled, not very sure how to react.
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"Hisashi, bring your new younger sister home, will you?" Mitsui's mom asked. Mitsui rolled his eyes and opened the door. Sayuri walked out of the house and started cursing.
"Argh, of all people, I have to have you as a step-brother, this world is so lousy!" Sayuri exclaimed, feeling desperate.
"Having a stupid, arrogant girl as a step-sister is lousier." Mitsui said, rolling his eyes.
"Oh, are you trying to imply that I'm stupid and arrogant? If so, why would you want to kiss me just now?" Sayuri asked, in a challenging tone.
"Er.Well, it's very hot in the closet and I was very tired, I wasn't exactly being sane." Mitsui said, blushing.
"Yeah, right." Sayuri said sarcastically, shooting Mitsui a mean look.
"Where do you live now?" Mitsui asked.
"Rukawa's house." Sayuri replied.
"WHAT!" Mitsui exclaimed, with his eyes and mouth wide-open.
"I rent a room in his house. Not sleeping with him in the same room!" Sayuri explained, rolling her eyes.
"Well, I'm your step-brother now, so it doesn't matter you know, you can tell me the truth. The two of you are staying in the same room right?" Mitsui asked.
"No. I don't like him at all! He is as big a jerk as you are." Sayuri said, glaring at Mitsui.
"What! HOW DARE YOU! ****!" Mitsui exclaimed.
"If you can't say something decent, then don't say anything, bastard." Sayuri said, rolling her eyes.
"Hey, you are now my younger sister, you should respect me and call me onii- san."
"Yeah, right, onii-san." Sayuri mumbled, irritated. They turned around the corner and onto the street where Rukawa's house is.
"Bye." Mitsui said as they reached the front door of Rukawa's house.
"Bye." Sayuri mumbled, sighed and entered the house. The house is dark, without any lights on. Walking down the hallway, Sayuri turned around a corner and bumped into Rukawa Kaede because neither of them can see clearly in the dark. Sayuri landed on top of Rukawa and tried to get up but instead, tripped over Rukawa's hand and fell again, her head hitting the wall and caused her to become unconscious. Rukawa heard a loud thud as Sayuri hit the floor with her face down and began trying to see what had fallen. Feeling around, he found Sayuri's neck and grabbed around it, thinking that it was probably a broomstick. His grip was tight and this caused Sayuri to choke and started kicking around and trying to free herself from Rukawa's grip and also desperately gasping for breath.
The lights suddenly went on again, and a girl stared at the two of them in surprise.
Author's notes: This story is getting weirder, I guess I am becoming more insane every single day. Ah!!! This is probably going to turn out to be an insane story! %__%
Chapter 4
Turning into the street she had came across, Sayuri looked around as she walked down the street. She felt like she is walking on a messy street where black people always hang around in USA, but instead of the black teenagers seen on those streets where they hang around in USA, she saw Japanese teenagers instead. It is a very messy street, very unlike the ones you normally see in Japan. Along the street were a lot of pubs, discos and hotels. Sayuri seems to be very out of place as almost everyone on the street looked like gangsters. Some of the gangster-like teenagers stared at her as she walked past. Suddenly, a few boys around her age stopped her.
"Hey, pretty girl, care to have a drink with us?" A boy who seems to be the gang's leader asked.
".I'm in a hurry to go home. Please, you are blocking my way." Sayuri said politely, smiled and tried to escape but was once again blocked by the same boy.
"Well, then we can skip the drink part if you are in a hurry. Let's go into the hotel straightaway then." The boy said, smiling, grabbing Sayuri's arm. Sayuri pushed that boy away and turned around to run away.
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Walking down the street leading home, Mitsui got to a junction where another street met the street he is on. Turning his head, he looked down the messy street where he treated as his second home during his gangster's years. Just as he was about to walk off, he saw Sayuri running towards him with a few gangsters running after her. One of the gangsters caught up with her and the next thing he knew, Sayuri is being dragged into one of many alleys in the street.
+What the.+ Mitsui thought and instinctively ran into the messy street and into the dark alley which Sayuri was dragged into. He ran deep into the alley and just as he was about to reach the dead end, he saw the gangsters, crowding around a corner.
"Hey! What do you all think you are doing?!" Mitsui shouted. The gangsters turned around and looked at Mitsui.
"Go away! This is none of your business!" One of the gangsters said fiercely. From the gap between them, Mitsui saw Sayuri lying against the wall, unconscious. There's a boy squatting in front of her, and seems like he had been stripping Sayuri's clothes off because Sayuri's clothes were tattered and torn. The boy squatting stood up and pushing away his friends, he walked towards Mitsui and glared at him.
"Oh, it's the athletic boy. Why, is this your chick?" The boy asked him. Mitsui looked at him and realized that he is one of Tetsuo's men.
"Let go of that girl!" A voice called from behind Mitsui. Mitsui turned around and looked at Tetsuo, his friend during his gangster's years.
"Tetsuo." Mitsui mumbled. The boy and his friends left the alley immediately. Tetsuo looked at Sayuri and then back at Mitsui.
"Don't come back to this street if you don't intend to be one of us again. Tell your girl not to come here again if she does not want to be raped. I might not be able to help you every time." Tetsuo said, smiling.
"Thanks, Tetsuo." Mitsui said. Tetsuo laughed a low laugh and turned around to walk away. Mitsui watched as his old friend walked down the alley and disappeared from his sight. He turned around and wrapped his jacket around Sayuri. Carrying Sayuri in his arms, he walked home.
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"Argh. My head hurts." Sayuri groaned as she gained consciousness, having a throbbing headache due to being hit unconscious by a rod. Walking into the room, Mitsui saw Sayuri is awake and put the first aid box onto the table in front of the sofa Sayuri is lying on.
"You are finally awake. Don't ever go to that street again, do you understand?" Mitsui said, sitting down on another sofa and leaned forward to that table to open the first aid box.
"Where am I?" Sayuri asked, sitting up and looked around the room.
"You are in the living room of my house." Mitsui replied, grabbed Sayuri's hand and put some cream on her hand.
"Ah, it hurts!" Sayuri exclaimed. All over her body, there were cuts and bruises.
"This will teach you a lesson then. That street is not a safe one for a decent girl to go." Mitsui said, spreading the cream over the cut on her hand gently.
"What happened to me?" Sayuri asked, suddenly remembered what had happened before she was knocked out. She looked at the state of her clothes and became worried all of a sudden.
"Nothing happened to you. They only just started stripping your clothes off when I got there." Mitsui replied, looking at Sayuri.
"Why are you there? How do you know that I am there?" Sayuri asked and started groaning in pain as Mitsui cleaned the wound on her arm a little too roughly.
"I walked past that street and saw you being dragged into the alley." Mitsui said, rolling his eyes.
"And you saved me? I thought you don't like me at all and you said that I am too proud?" Sayuri asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, I'm not wrong to say that. YOU ARE TOO PROUD." Mitsui said, annoyed.
"You aren't very humble yourself. Anyway, thanks for saving me just now." Sayuri said, rolling her eyes.
+ I've never seen such an irritating girl. + Mitsui thought, glaring at Sayuri.
Sayuri looked at the jacket being wrapped around her shoulders, took it and started looking at the jacket closely. At the back of the jacket is Shohoku Basketball Team and it is black and red.
"Is this yours?" Sayuri asked, looking at Mitsui.
"Yeah." Mitsui replied, taking that jacket away from Sayuri. Shivering, Sayuri glared at Mitsui.
"Can you give me a set of clothes to wear? I can't possibly walk home wearing this. It is very cold now." Sayuri said, shivering and sneezed.
Standing up, Mitsui handed her his jacket before walking out of the room. As he walked towards his room, he heard the jingling of keys and the next thing he knew, he heard the opening of door. Rushing back to the living room, Mitsui grabbed Sayuri's arm and pulled her out of the living room and towards the stairs leading to his room. However, whoever that came home is walking towards the stairs too. Mitsui opened the closet under the stairs and pushed Sayuri in, just before he was spotted by whoever he is hiding from, he got into the closet and closed the door shut.
"What the hell-?" Sayuri started saying but Mitsui covered her mouth with his hand immediately.
"Hisashi! HISASHI!" A female voice called.
"Is he at home?" A male voice asked.
"Seems like he's not home yet. I guess we will have to tell him this another day. Want a cup of coffee?" The female asked, and footsteps were heard as the two person talking walked away.
"What on earth are you doing?" Sayuri asked, glaring at Mitsui coldly in the dark and small closet. It is so small that there's only space for one person and with two people trying to stand in such a small space, they will have to squeeze themselves and stand as closely as they could. "We have to hide here." Mitsui replied, looking at Sayuri. Noticing how close they were, Mitsui blushed and looked at the roof of the closet to avoid looking at Sayuri so closely.
"Can you tell me why must we hide here?" Sayuri asked, rolling her eyes.
"I cannot let my mom see me." Mitsui replied.
"Then can you explain why not?" Sayuri asked, getting impatient.
"Because as long as I avoid her, she will not remarry. She will have to find me and tell me this news before she can get married again." Mitsui replied.
"Remarry? I don't really understand what you are trying to say." Sayuri said confusedly.
"My father died couple of years ago. My mom found a new boyfriend recently. I make her promise me to inform me first if she wants to remarry. Now that she's really going to marry that guy, she will have to find me first and inform me. But I don't want her to remarry, so as long as she cannot find me, she will not get married." Mitsui explained, looking at Sayuri. Sayuri nodded and looked at Mitsui. This time, both of them blushed and one looked at the floor while one continues to look at the roof.
"But you can't avoid her for too long." Sayuri said, stating the obvious fact.
"I know, but I hope she will give up marrying if she cannot find me after such a long time." Mitsui said, sighing.
"How long must we hide here? It's really very cramp up in here." Sayuri said, feeling herself sweating.
"Well. Until the man goes away and my mother goes to sleep." Mitsui replied, started sweating too.
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After an hour of hiding in the closet, both Mitsui and Sayuri are tired and sweating all over. However, there's still no sign of the man leaving the house.
"I don't think I can take this any longer." Sayuri said, panting heavily.
"Don't pant on my neck, it's very hot." Mitsui mumbled.
"I didn't do that purposely, it's too cramped here." Sayuri protested, looking at Mitsui. Feeling a little dizzy because the oxygen is definitely running low in the closet, Mitsui closed his eyes and leaned down, trying to rest. But instead, because Sayuri is really very close to him, his lips touched Sayuri's. Widening her eyes, Sayuri tried to protest but unfortunately, Mitsui is too dizzy and is almost half unconscious and that Sayuri is too tired to really protest, thus, their lips connected to each other's for quite a long while until after half an hour had past before Mitsui finally realized what he had done.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to." Mitsui said then stopped as he looked at Sayuri who had her eyes closed and apparently seems to have fallen asleep while their lips are connected.
+Actually she is quite a nice girl.at least although she does not want to be in this closet, she still hide in here after I told her why. And she is really pretty.+ Mitsui thought, looking at the sleeping Sayuri. Slowly, without realizing what he is doing, he kissed Sayuri again, though this time, it's not because he had fainted. Opening her eyes, Sayuri stared at Mitsui and opened her mouth to say something. Slipping his tongue into her mouth, Mitsui started kissing her. Sayuri pushed him away and looked as though she was about to cry. Just then, the closet door opened and a stunned woman and man looked at Mitsui and Sayuri.
"Hisashi." The woman mumbled. Sayuri looked at the woman and was amazed at how alike Mitsui looks like his mother. Her eyes landed on the man next. Widening her eyes with her eyeballs poking out, she stared at the man.
"Father.?" Sayuri mumbled, looking at the man.
"Sayuri?" The man asked, a surprised look on his face. Mitsui and his mother looked from Sayuri to that man in surprise.
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Sitting down around the dinning table in the kitchen, the two adults and two teenagers looked at each other in silence. The man who Mitsui's mother is marrying happens to be Sayuri's father, who had divorced with her mother some years ago.
"Er.How is your mother, Sayuri?" Mr. Asagiri asked, looking at Sayuri who is staring blankly at the floor.
"She remarried to a jerk and died two years after you leave her." Sayuri replied, rolling her eyes.
"You lived alone all this while? Why didn't you come and find me?" Mr. Asagiri asked, worried for his daughter.
"So what if I found you? I am very happy living alone ever since mom died." Sayuri said, a hint of hatred in her voice.
"But I am your father, Sayuri." Mr. Asagiri said gently.
"A father who doesn't look after the daughter, a father who doesn't care about the daughter, a father who doesn't help the daughter when the daughter needs help?" Sayuri asked, glaring at her father.
"Sayuri, you must understand that I do care about you." Mr. Asagiri said, sighing.
"If you care, why would you divorce with mom? If you care, why didn't you come and visit me even after you divorce?" Sayuri asked. Mitsui's mother stood up and pulled Mitsui away with her, so that Sayuri and her dad can have some privacy.
"Your mom divorce with me because I was bankrupt and we don't really love each other anymore. I didn't visit you because your custody is with your mom and I was not allowed to visit you. After I finally became rich again, I tried to find you but I couldn't find you anywhere. Sayuri, I really care." Mr. Asagiri said, looking at Sayuri. Tears started to form in her eyes, and beads of tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Sayuri. Er.I think you probably know by now that I'm getting remarried.I will be very pleased if you can move into my house and have a whole family again." Mr. Asagiri said, handing her a piece of tissue.
".Whatever." Sayuri mumbled, not really listening to her father.
"Good, then can you move in tomorrow?" Mr. Asagiri asked.
"Move in tomorrow? Move in tomorrow!" Sayuri exclaimed, finally realizing what her father is talking about.
"Yeah, tomorrow. Where do you live now, I will go and help you move your things over to my house tomorrow. What colour do you like your bedroom to be?" Mr. Asagiri asked, getting excited to have his daughter moving to live with him again.
"Er." Sayuri mumbled, not very sure how to react.
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"Hisashi, bring your new younger sister home, will you?" Mitsui's mom asked. Mitsui rolled his eyes and opened the door. Sayuri walked out of the house and started cursing.
"Argh, of all people, I have to have you as a step-brother, this world is so lousy!" Sayuri exclaimed, feeling desperate.
"Having a stupid, arrogant girl as a step-sister is lousier." Mitsui said, rolling his eyes.
"Oh, are you trying to imply that I'm stupid and arrogant? If so, why would you want to kiss me just now?" Sayuri asked, in a challenging tone.
"Er.Well, it's very hot in the closet and I was very tired, I wasn't exactly being sane." Mitsui said, blushing.
"Yeah, right." Sayuri said sarcastically, shooting Mitsui a mean look.
"Where do you live now?" Mitsui asked.
"Rukawa's house." Sayuri replied.
"WHAT!" Mitsui exclaimed, with his eyes and mouth wide-open.
"I rent a room in his house. Not sleeping with him in the same room!" Sayuri explained, rolling her eyes.
"Well, I'm your step-brother now, so it doesn't matter you know, you can tell me the truth. The two of you are staying in the same room right?" Mitsui asked.
"No. I don't like him at all! He is as big a jerk as you are." Sayuri said, glaring at Mitsui.
"What! HOW DARE YOU! ****!" Mitsui exclaimed.
"If you can't say something decent, then don't say anything, bastard." Sayuri said, rolling her eyes.
"Hey, you are now my younger sister, you should respect me and call me onii- san."
"Yeah, right, onii-san." Sayuri mumbled, irritated. They turned around the corner and onto the street where Rukawa's house is.
"Bye." Mitsui said as they reached the front door of Rukawa's house.
"Bye." Sayuri mumbled, sighed and entered the house. The house is dark, without any lights on. Walking down the hallway, Sayuri turned around a corner and bumped into Rukawa Kaede because neither of them can see clearly in the dark. Sayuri landed on top of Rukawa and tried to get up but instead, tripped over Rukawa's hand and fell again, her head hitting the wall and caused her to become unconscious. Rukawa heard a loud thud as Sayuri hit the floor with her face down and began trying to see what had fallen. Feeling around, he found Sayuri's neck and grabbed around it, thinking that it was probably a broomstick. His grip was tight and this caused Sayuri to choke and started kicking around and trying to free herself from Rukawa's grip and also desperately gasping for breath.
The lights suddenly went on again, and a girl stared at the two of them in surprise.
Author's notes: This story is getting weirder, I guess I am becoming more insane every single day. Ah!!! This is probably going to turn out to be an insane story! %__%