Hanamichi cheerfully played with the portable entertainment set of the silver Porsche car as he waited for Kaede to appear in the mansion's entrance door.
"Having fun, do'aho?"
Hanamichi automatically glanced behind him, and saw Riko sitting in the back seat, his obnoxious face displayed with his squared jaws like Batman's. "You've never seen a dvd player inside a car before?"
The insult stabbed Hanamichi's inside and it made him furious. His blood boiling to its peak.
"Don't measure my patience." The redhead murmured with seriousness.
Riko smirked challengingly. "Oh yeah? I wanna see you angry."
Suddenly, as if an angel stopped Hanamichi's anger to burst, Kaede hopped inside the car and perched beside Riko. He's wearing his famous emotionless facade.
Hanamichi and Riko were still sharing threatening deep eyes to each other. No one wanted to surrender.
"Do'aho, I'll be late." Kaede spoke and Hanamichi remembered his job.
"I hate Rukawas." Hanamichi murmured as he pushed on the gasoline and drove forward.
Riko caressed his chin and stared at Hanamichi squarely like a murderer. The redhead was challenging his temperance.
While the car was rolling along the smooth road, Kaede instinctively glanced at his cousin and saw his scary look at Hanamichi. "Hey."
Riko eyed him. "What?"
Kaede didn't intend to talk. Would it matter? He grew up with Riko and those sixteen years were enough to know him in and out. Riko is stubborn and doesn't want his failure to eat him forever.
Along the way, Riko slipped out his feet off his Birkenstock sandals to freshen his feet. Suddenly, he stepped into someting smooth and silky. He ducked a little and fumbled under the front seat. He found out that it was a little royal blue wrapper with the brand lifestyle.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN THIS CAR WHEN WE'RE OUT?" Riko yelled at Hanamichi.
"Nothing!" Hanamichi said, loathing the disturbance Riko was causing him. Inside, he was a little scared that they discover that he's playing with the VCD player when they're out. He didn't want them to inform Mr. Shindou about this or he's fired.
"You're?" Riko said with a mixture of disbelief and disgust.
Hanamichi looked at the rearview mirror and saw what Riko was holding. He'd never seen that wrapper before. It's definitely not his and he fought for it.
"If I chew bubblegum, I throw my trash outside!" The redhead spoke with dignity.
Bubble gum? Riko boisterously laughed. "Bubble gum! Hahahaha!" Kaede was ignoring them. "This is bubble gum?"
"What else do you call that?" Hanamichi asked, wondering how stupid could Riko be.
"Slave, this is condom."
? ? ? ? ? Condom? It was a non-existing word in Hanamichi's vocabulary.
"I know what condom is." Hanamichi lied.
"Whatever." Riko switched his attention to his cousin. "Hey Kaede. Do you have any idea whose this is?" There was a rascal glint in Riko's indigo blue eyes. Kaede merely gazed at him. "Uncle Shindou."
Hanamichi can't control himself from eavesdropping.
"I can't believe uncle's hormones are still energetic."
Hormones? Energetic? Hanamichi had no idea what he's talking about.
"I told you that's not mine." The redhead mingled.
"Do'aho. You don't even know what this is. I won't doubt it's not yours." Riko uttered. "How innocent. I'm curious, are you really nineteen?" There was an obvious disbelief in his face.
I'm dead. "Of course I am." He hoped Kaede won't speak the truth in this moment. Not yet, kitsune. Not until I get my four-hundred dollars.
"Did you submit your birth certificate?" Riko asked like a skilled private investigator.
Hanamichi was like sitting in a death chamber, his wrists and feet were tied. He's doomed.
"He did." In the most unexpected time, Kaede said it.
Hanamichi gulped. It's odd that Kaede didn't tell him and surely, he didn't tell it to his father also. But why? Why would the kitsune do that? Does he have another plan behind all these?
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