Unexpected Marriage

by Shroheim

Hikigaya Hachiman and Miura Yumiko now in their third year of high-school are caught in an arranged marriage orchestrated by their parents. How will they deal with this predicament, each other and those around them?

4. Chapter 4

My eyes attempted to open as a low but gentle voice kept calling out my name. My half-closed eyes lazily followed my husband's hand as he continued to drill a hole on my cheek. So that's how you wake your wife up? Not very romantic if you ask me.

Still, it wasn't a bad feeling, getting woken up by Hachiman early in the morning. I closed my eyes as butterflies ran their course in my stomach, showering me with their bliss. Instead of waking up, his attempts only made me even more sleepy.

"Just five more minutes." I mumbled as I pulled the warm blanket closer to myself. I know I should get out of bed soon, but I was feeling exceptionally lazy right now. The bed simply refused to part with me, we have grown attached to each other over the course of two days.

I smile broke across my face. A bed which I shared with my dead-eyed husband. I half opened my eyes to check the reaction his. I wish I didn't because as soon as I laid my eyes on him, his face which was close to my own immediately came into view.

I had to pull back and away from Hachiman, both my heart and body doing a little jump along the way. That was a surprise, I didn't expect him to be this close all of a sudden, at least he succeed in waking me up by scaring the life out of me. If that wasn't embarrassing enough, I even let out a yelp. It wasn't cute at all.

I had a half the mind to bury my face in the pillow to hide myself along with my embarrassment.

I took a deep breath to calm myself down before looking over to my husband. The late teen in question looked at me with wide panic filled eyes. His body was stiff as he quickly turned away from me. "Sorry for scaring you like that." He retreated back, eyes narrowed down at the ground, his fist clenched.

I raised my eyebrows at my husband's tall figure. It really wasn't a big deal. I was just surprised when his face was so close to mine. I thought my heart would break away from my chest. The little thing is still pounding loudly against my will. I had long since given up on trying to control it because I realized when it comes to Hachi, it will always run amok.

I sighed as I made my way towards my moody husband, my feet firmly planted on the soft surface of the mattress. I grabbed Hachi and forced him to turn my way, his sharp abysmal eyes penetrating my grassy green ones. The two days we spent together with each other, and it still felt like I was looking at his eyes for the first time. I don't think I can ever get used to them.

They were a bit scary to look at but once you get pass that point, I had to admit they become somewhat captivating. It was like staring into a black hole as it tried to pull you in, and you would be powerless to escape it.

"What are you doing?" Hachiman questioned my strange behaviour as he looked up at me. Since he was so tall, I had to always strain my neck up to look at him, especially when I stand beside him. But with me standing on the bed like this I was the one who was looking down at him this time while he was the one who was forced to look up at me. I giggled at the thought.

I hummed sweetly as my hands had captured his face, his eyebrows were raised and most probably he was trying to understand my intentions behind my strange actions.

"Yep, you are still super scary." My soft voice leaked out as a big smile graced my face. Well, it was the truth, but I didn't mind the fact that my husband's face was capable of even making a demon flee for its dear life.

Hachiman looked perplexed by what I said, his expression stuck between shock and confusion. It was really cute seeing him like this, I even laughed lightly watching him put my words together.

"Were you trying to reassure me?" He finally spoke, his eyes narrowed on me making me lose some of my resolve.

"Well, yes, I was. Did it work?" I asked cheerfully keeping the mood around us as light as possible.

He let out a sigh, his features finally relaxing. "Well, if I had to say I will give it a minus nine out of ten." He answered back with a smirk.

On the other hand, my cheeks puffed up as I frowned at the raven-haired delinquent. "Your cute wife is going out of her way to cheer you up and you give her a minus of all things." This time it was my turn to look away, my arms crossed.

I could hear light laughter coming from behind me, making me regret turning my back towards him. The times Hachi smiled was limited so when he did smile or laugh, it was really blissful, it made me feel warm and fuzzy inside. My heart ached everytime he laughed, even now that was the case.

Should I turn around? No, I am upset with him, so he just has to deal with it. I cheered him up when he was down and now it's his turn to do the same. He better do something great because I am not easy to please. But maybe just a peek wouldn't hurt, will it.

"Come on, Komachi is waiting downstairs. She even made breakfast for you." Hachiman's informed me. Komachi made breakfast for me, that was sweet of her. I should thank her when I go down. I climbed down the bed, giving a harsh glare to my husband before turning around.

"It seems like my cute wife is angry with me." He joked, even letting out a small chuckle after. It made me even more upset. On one end I wanted to turn around and watch his smiling face but on the other, I wanted to smack his head with a bat. Where did that bamboo blade go off to anyways?

"I am not talking to you." I coldly told him off as I walked across the room, my hand grabbing onto the door handle. But before I could even attempt to open the door, my entire body was yanked away with a powerful force.

I even let out an embarrassing yelp again as I refocused my eyes and senses to the source of the sudden shift. My leafy green eyes met dark charcoal ones, my pathetic attempts to stare into them resulted in failure and so I looked away.

"What gives?" My small voice leaked out; my brain still overwhelmed by my husband's actions. Why did he suddenly pick me like this and without warning at that. I almost had a panic attack because of it. Don't tell me he will take me downstairs like this?

My face heated up at the thought. Komachi is downstairs and maybe his parents too. What will they think if we go down like this? I will die of shame you hear me; how will I even face them again. "Let me down or do you plan on going down like this."

Hachiman looked down, his dull face immediately transforming into a big grin making my heart skip a beat. Usually, I would feel happy seeing a goofy smile on his face, but it only added to my building suspicion.

"Maybe." He cheekily replied and opened the door, his huge body escaping the room with me in his arms.

"Can you let me down, I don't want to be seen like this." I raised my head to meet a pair of dark sharp eyes as he looked down at me, his pace slow and steady, taking his sweet time to walk down the hall.

Don't get me wrong, I actually quite enjoy getting carried like this. It makes me feel light and secure, but that is when we are alone. I don't want other people's eyes on me during that time. I rather appreciate it if he kept our private life separate.

"Don't worry. Just till the stairs, I promise." A small but sweet smile graced his features. "By the way." His tall body came to a stop just as we were near the staircase. "Thanks for cheering me up back there. Even Himeko and Kaede get scared of me, sometimes."

Really? Didn't look like that to me at all. That witch Kaede was even trying to get close to Hachiman. I would have nailed her too if it wasn't Mari not holding me down. If you ask me both Mari and Kaede are the scary ones, they are older than me, yet they act like children. Only Himeko is the exception.

Taking a deep breathe, I leaned upwards with my arms coiling around Hachi's neck. Our bodies linked even closer together than before. Both of our hearts thumping loudly, resonating with each other's rhythm.

"Scary or not, I still like you. That won't change. Ever." I squeezed my arms around him tightly, almost afraid to let go. Appearance means very little to me at this point. I once thought that looking beautiful in the eyes of others was important. Both in middle school and high school. Miura Yumiko, always the centre of attention. Always the queen of the popular group.

What a joke I was.

How dumb I was.

Falling into a delusional high society world and even trying to please a man who I knew from the bottom of my heart would never acknowledge me no matter how much I tried. In the end I found myself in the arms of a man whom I considered a nuisance, at best who tried to mess with my group and capture the heart of my best friend.

I still remember Hina's words when she described Hachiman after the Kyoto field trip. Don't judge a book by its cover, that's how she phased it with a small giggle. At that time, I didn't think much of it except my brain trying to process what Hachiman even did to Hina to make her smile like that, probably she was still thinking about her bizarre fantasy, I dismissingly thought.

But now I think that statement might hold true. Hachiman truly fit the bill in more ways than one. His cover might be crude and unwelcoming but once you got to know him. He was the sweetest person I have ever seen, especially to me. The thought filled me with warmth.

After a few seconds of staying like this, I stated to pull away, my hands retreating back away from the back of his neck with my face following along. He must have already gone for his workout; his hair was still a bit wet, probably from a shower. It was a shame since I wanted to go along with him. Watching him run was quite enjoyable.

"You can put me down now." I softly spoke, our faces near each other for him to hear.

He seemed stunned because he didn't respond at all. I had to pull back when he shook his head all of a sudden. "A-ah right." He shuttered which I found kind of cute to be honest. I even let out a small giggle as he gently put me down, my bare feet coming in contact with the cool wooden floor.

"Come on, Komachi is waiting for us remember." I think she must be used to it by now. We have made her wait so many times now. I grabbed the still confused raven-haired teen and started to climb down the stairs.

Hachiman may act all confident and may seem to be good at flirting but from time to time he also shows that adorable, flustered face, my heart starts to go wild as soon as I see it. It makes me want to tease him and hug him. But then he regains his senses and turns the tables on me instead.

Still, I kind of like this back and forth that we do.

"By the way." I spoke in a low voice so Komachi who was standing in the kitchen couldn't hear us.

"Yeah?"

"You still have to make up for upsetting me." I cheekily told him, as I released his hand and ran over to my sister-in-law leaving my dumbfounded husband behind.

"Ah, Yumiko nee-san, what happened? You look super happy. Did Big brother do anything?" The surprised sister asked in wonder, her big grey eyes dashing from me to her brother who was still standing where I left him, his mouth hung open.

"Nothing, nothing at all." I laughed causing the raven-haired girl to peer at me with a cute pout. I like Hachiman but I think I am starting to like Komachi more. I could just hug her right now. In fact, I will do just that.

"Yumiko-senpai, what are you doing?" Said the bewildered little sister as she struggles in my arms. I think I caught Mari's hugging disease. But can you blame me, seeing Komachi first thing in the morning in an apron is just too much. Anyone can attack, I mean hug her if they were in my position. I can't really blame Hachiman for being a bro-con either.

"Senpai? Where did the nee-san go off to?" I released Komachi from the hug and instead I started to stretch her cheeks.

"I am sorry, nee-san." Komachi cried out in desperation. Satisfied, I released her red cheeks after which she grumbled under her breathe. She wouldn't dare say anything out loud since she knows that would not be advantageous for her.

My eyes slid from Komachi to the table, there sat two bowl of miso soup with fresh steam coming out of it, accompanying it was tamagoyaki with a cup of green tea for two people. I turned my attention back to Komachi, a sweet smile on my face.

"Thank you for making breakfast for me Komachi, sorry for not helping you. I kind of slept in today." And I would still be in bed if it wasn't for her brother. Since I am usually by myself at home with my father gone to work, I tend to wake up on weekends and holidays at my luxury.

"It was nothing, since I was also making it for myself." Komachi turned away, her cheeks had a faint red blow to them. Seeing this, it made me happy.

I turned back to Hachi, "are you going to join us?" I asked, hoping that would be the case. It would be better if all three of us ate together. Both siblings even might talk to each other.

Hachiman was standing a little further from us, watched me and his sister like he was a bystander with a small smile on his face. He shook his head, "No. You guys eat. I have already eaten with mother in the morning. I will be outside for some fresh air so enjoy your meal." He turned around before I could say anything and simply left through the front door.

Geez, you had a prefect chance to talk to your sister, but you decide to leave instead. Hachi, what am I going to do with you? I peeked my head towards Komachi, and she too was looking at the door her brother crossed through.

"Let's eat then Komachi." At least Hachi was able to eat with his mother. That's good, at least he was trying as he said. Soon he will be able to talk to Komachi too. Baby steps.

Once we were seated, I took a bite out of the tamagoyaki and my it really was good. "It's so good." I praised Komachi making her blush a little again.

"Thanks." She trained her eyes to her own meal, a small smile gracing her still young features.

"So, any plans for today Komachi?" I asked a bit curious. Yesterday she was stuck at home because of her grandparents were over and she was the only one capable of dealing with them since both her parents were out for work at that time.

"Well," Komachi idling played with her spoon which was half submerged in the miso soup. "I do have plans with Taishi. He is taking me to this new amusement park and zoo that opened up. He got two tickets through his father's company."

"Taishi?" The imagine of Saki's innocently plain looking brother I met yesterday came to mind. So, he is taking Komachi out, that was sweet of him. Wait, this is my chance to get back at Komachi for all the teasing she has done to me all this time. "So, it's a date." Honey dipped words escaped my mouth.

I told you I will have my revenge.

Komachi seemed to cringe at my words, her nervous eyes locked with my glittering ones. She seemed to realize what my goal was and so she took a deep breath to calm herself. Her expressions became stoic as her brother's. That was an impressive recovery, being emotionless might run in the family.

But I won't back down either. "Taishi sure is cute to take you to the new amusement park on a date. He must have used all of courage to ask you out for it huh?" I must say I am a bit impressed; I didn't know a boy like Taishi had it in him. Come to think of it, the blue haired boy did say he will meet Komachi tomorrow. So, he was referring to the date.

Speaking of dates, I don't even know what plans are for mine. I was too busy having a meltdown to ask anything. I could feel my face heat up at the memory. I was way too excited for it when Hachi told me about the date. I am surprised I kept my sanity intact back then.

I wonder if I should ask him about it. Or maybe I will let it be a surprise. That way I can look forward to whatever Hachi had planned for the date. I really can't wait for it.

"Taishi is as cute as a puppy can be." Komachi replied coldly taking me by surprise. Did she call that poor boy a puppy? Oh my, if he heard that then he might start crying you know. "It's not a date either, just an outing with a friend." Her voice dropped when she said that.

"Komachi." I paused a little before speaking. "Do you have feelings for Taishi." I don't know about Komachi, but I do believe that Taishi likes Komachi. I saw how the boy looked at the raven-haired girl yesterday, his eyes were filled with kindness and warmth towards Komachi.

I noticed how the mood dropped even further than when I mentioned the date thing. Silence reigned between with Komachi completely halting eating and just stared down at the bowl of miso soup, the steam erupting out of the bowl long gone.

"Sorry, I asked you that." I apologized in a small voice. I might have made Komachi uncomfortable by asking about her relationship with Taishi. I shouldn't have asked. I got ahead of myself thinking that Komachi and I were close to talk about anything.

"It's fine." I look up at Komachi and find her shaking her head. "There is nothing to apologize for." She closed her eyes and took a deep breathe. Her eyes fluttered opened, her dark orbs meeting mine with resolve.

"I don't know, rather I don't want to know. Truth be told, I am scared." She took another deep breath to calm her nerves down. "My big brother has always looked after me. I always thought that my brother and I were inseparable. That we will be together forever because we were so close to each other. But that didn't happen, it only took a few words to bring all of that down."

"Komachi, your brother also wants to get back together with you. You know that." I tried to reassure her. I even reached my arm out and grabbed her hand.

"I know but we can't go back to how we used to be. When my brother and mine relationship broke down, I felt so scared and lonely." She struggled to keep her voice steady, even blinking back tears. "Taishi was the one who stood next to me when that happened, both as a friend and protector."

A sad smile broke across my face, that boy did keep standing beside Komachi when she was at her lowest and even protected her against the bullies. He may not look like much, but that boy was the bravest I have seen yet. It was because of him that Komachi was able to get through all that.

Even Hachiman was no different in that aspect. Just like how Taishi stood by Komachi, Mari was the one who stood by Hachiman. Both of them made it through tough times because of their friends.

"I am grateful to him and honestly right now, I am content with how things are." She wiped her face clean with her hands, giving me a lazy smile in return.

I returned the gesture, my hand retreated back away from hers. "Is Taishi also content with it then?" I know I keep beating a dead horse, but I really want to understand Komachi, and also wanted her to understand that Taishi might be patient with her for now but for how long.

Komachi grabbed her miso bowl and drank down the now cold soup in one go. After emptying the bowl, she placed it down and stare at me, a lot calmer than before. "He told me to take as long as I need."

A sweet smile spread across her cherry cheeks, probably thinking about the blue-haired boy in question. "Sometimes he says stuff that can really charm a lady." She giggled, her hands covering her mouth, fully engrossed in her memories of Taishi.

I looked on as Komachi now in a better mood slowly enjoyed her meal. I am surprised, both Komachi and Taishi were pretty mature for their age. Back when I was in my first year, I was horribly self-centred and only cared about myself and how I look in front of other people.

Meanwhile both of these kids actually like each other and thinking things through. Not to mention being extremely patient with each other. They might as well officially date each other at this point. But I guess they are just going at their own pace.

I wish I could be a bit more mature like them. I mean I freaked out the moment my husband tells me about our date. Speaking of my husband, where is he? I turned my head around and stare at the entrance. He sure has been gone for a while. I wonder what he is doing all this time.

I grabbed my cup of lukewarm green tea and stood up. "I am going to check up on Hachi." I told Komachi. "I will be back to help you with the dishes." Since Komachi made me breakfast, the least I could do was clean up after myself.

But Komachi simply shook her head. "It's fine. Go flirt with big brother and away from me. I have seen enough of you guys hugging and touching. It's seriously gross you know." Is she deliberating making it sound worse? By the way, next time don't come into a married couple's room without knocking. The door being opened is beside the point.

I puffed my cheeks and turned away, deciding that anything I say to the little sister will be turned against me. Seriously, I was meant to tease her but, in the end, I made her depressed instead. Whatever I do, I just make things worse.

I was even going to suggest helping her pick out an outfit for her date, but I guess I will do it later now. I should probably think about my date with her older brother.

I breathed out a sigh and opened the door leading to the outside. My eyes scanning the area for my dead-beat husband, and they were quick enough to spot him sitting on the grassy lawn. Well, he was so big that he was pretty hard to miss even if you were blind.

He was sitting crossed leg, his phone glued against his ear. I wonder who he is talking to?

"I am telling you the truth, how many times do I have to say it already." Hachiman let out a low growl, his annoyance was clearly shown by his free arm swinging about. "No, I did not hit my head nor am I delusional." He yelled into his phone, even I had to cover my ears in response.

Seriously, who was he talking to. Probably Mari, I bet. Hachiman only talks like that with her. In that case I am sure he wouldn't mind if I intrude. I sneaked behind Hachiman hoping to give him a little scare. Just to be on the safe side, I will keep some distance in case he really gets surprised and accidently attacks me. You know what they say, don't poke a bear.

But as soon as I got close, Hachiman head wheeled around making me jump instead. That scared me, does the man have a pair of eyes on the back of his head or something. Or did his big bear instincts kick in? It was a mystery.

Hachiman stared into me with sharp narrowed eyes. He looked like he was deep in thought. He suddenly turned his attention back to his phone. "If you don't believe me then you can just ask her yourself." Hachiman's voice was a lot calmer than before.

He again turned towards me, the phone drifting away from his ear and towards mine instead. Is he offering me to take it? Mari must have said something unreasonably stupid for Hachiman to act like this. Moreover, I didn't want Mari to yell into my ear first thing in the morning. Well, that's what I think she will do anyways because she was overly excited when I was around.

I took the phone either way since Hachiman offered it. I just have to be brave, I guess. It's not like Mari can reach through the phone and kidnap me or anything. Can she?

"Hello." I spoke into the phone fully expecting loud screeching voice to be heard back.

"Yumiko?" Instead of a loud brutish voice, a softer feminine voice called out my name. What's more, it sounded similar. Where did I hear that voice again?

"Hiratsuka-sensei?" I practically yelled out in surprise. Wait, why is Hiratsuka-sensei on the other side of the call, where did Mari go off to. Calm down me, take a deep breathe. Stop freaking out over, it's just my old homeroom teacher.

"Yumiko is that really you, right?" Hiratsuka-sensei equally stunned as me asked back to confirm.

"Yes, it is." I let all to similar voice of my old teacher sink in. I guess Hachi really was talking to Hiratsuka-sensei. I am surprised he is still in contact with our old teacher. Were they ever this close enough to call each other like this? I honestly thought Hachiman disliked Hiratsuka because of all the physical abuse he received by her hands, not that he didn't deserve it, not after the sly comments about her age or him being overly smart.

"Well, I will be damned. He was actually telling the truth." Hiratsuka-sensei's excited voice blasted out of the phone. "Did you two actually marry each other?"

So, it was about that. Well, I am sure she found it hard to believe that we actually did. Since she was our old teacher, she knew both of us better to know that it was impossible. I can understand why she couldn't believe the news even after Hachiman was screaming into his phone.

"Yes, we are." I calmly replied into the phone. "And you Hiratsuka-sensei, how are you? Did you also find a partner to marry?" Surely such a tough and beautiful woman would have found a man by now, right? I mean she is one of the people I actually look up to, so I have high expectations of her.

The sound of crying could be heard over the phone. "You did that on purpose didn't you Yumiko? You are just as mean as Hikigaya." I didn't mean to make her cry like this. Seriously, you are a grown woman so stop crying over so many failed relationships. It's not our fault that your students managed to get married before you.

"My students got married before I could even find a partner." Hiratsuka-sensei cried out. Ah this woman. I can't believe I looked up to her. Get a grip already. I am sure someone is willing to marry you, as long as you are not violent with them. If not, then well, I guess you can join Mari in the forever alone club because that woman will land her partner in the hospital before she even goes on her first date.

"Jokes aside. How did you and Hikigaya. I mean. I didn't think you two will ever be on friendly terms let alone be marriage to each other." Well, that was true, it was unimaginable that the both of us will get together if you think about how we used to be from a year ago.

"Things just happened." I gave her a vague reply. By things I mean our parents happened. If anyone is to be blame for this mess is them. But explaining all that is too much of a headache so I will spare myself the effort. Though, it's not a bad thing now. I peeked over to my husband, his dark eyes looking up at me.

"Hikigaya also said the same thing." She let out a small chuckle. "I guess the reason why Hikigaya changed was because of you. That makes sense." I have no idea what she is talking about, didn't Hachiman change after the prom disaster? How do I come into the equation? "Truly, I am happy to hear the news about you two, I really am."

"Thanks." It felt nice to be recognized by someone who knew about both me and my husband. I just hope she will also be able to find herself a partner, I mean she isn't getting any younger is she.

"Alright, I am sure you two are busy so I will spare you, my nagging. Take care of yourself and especially Hikigaya, he can be a handful sometime."

"But sensei, you forgot that I can be a bigger handful than him." Both of us laughed at this, Hiratsuka-sensei more than me.

"I don't doubt it one bit. Can you hand the phone back to Hikigaya, I want to speak to him a bit?" I guess that's all she wanted to talk to me about, so I handed the phone back to my husband.

"Yes?" As soon as Hachiman spoke into the receiver, he distanced the phone away from his ear a little. The angry sounds of Hiratsuka-sensei echoing through the phone. I spent a silent prayer in my husband's way as he was continuously bombarded by a middle-aged woman's annoying nagging.

I guess somethings never change. I was reminded of countless similar scenes that transpired last year between Hachiman and Hiratsuka-sensei. Before I found it a bit annoying how the class loser kept getting into trouble with the teacher but now it was a bit different, kind off had a homely feel to it. I even found myself smiling while my husband's ear was getting plummet to the ground.

I wish I had popcorn for this.

"I get it, so stop already. If you have so much free time, then go find yourself a husband already." Hachiman, that's rude you know. What will you do if she starts crying again? No one wants to see a middle-aged woman cry, even if it's over the phone. Hachiman's face softened as anger drained away from his face. "Sorry for calling you an unmarried woman so stop crying already."

See, I told you she will cry. You know it's completely taboo to mention husband and unmarried in front her, I mean I also did that but that's beside the point.

"Anyways, when you are planning on visiting Chiba again?" If I remember correctly then Hiratsuka-sensei went to teach a high-school in Tokyo. Hachiman probably misses his old teacher, even if she did punch his gut if provoked, guess she can't do that now with Hachiman being so well built and all. "I understand, I just wanted to apologize in person." Hachiman said with a fallen voice, his face full of guilt.

He doesn't have to be sorry for calling her an unmarried woman now. I am sure she will understand that he was just joking around. Maybe something else going on between those two that I am unaware of. I wonder what it is, probably related to Hachiman's dark past. I am not sure.

"Alright. I will talk later then. Yes, take care." Hachiman dropped the phone from his ear and took a deep breathe, his features relaxing little by little. It was like some of the weight was lifted of his shoulders, he looked free now.

"Did you sort your things out with sensei?" I asked, leaning towards him.

Hachiman pocketed his phone and turned towards me, his chest expending as he took another big batch of air. "I think so. I rather if she met in person but according to her, I don't think I will get a chance to. She said she was busy."

I hummed as I tried to process the information. "What even happened between you two." Again, I felt like it had something to do with Hachiman's past. The past that was mainly shrouded in darkness for me. I told myself I will be patient and he will tell me when the time comes and so I will respect it if he doesn't want to tell me right now.

"Well." Hachiman looked unsure whether he should tell me or not. He let out a long sigh and finally started speaking. "After I screwed up with my family, Hiratsuka-sensei tried to help me out, but I didn't listen to her and also said some unpleasant things to her. I just wanted to apologize for that and also try to make things right." He dropped his shoulders, his eyes down on the ground. "I just hope she can forgive me."

One of my hands went for his shoulder to comfort him. "I am sure she forgives you; I mean she wouldn't have nagged you otherwise." I reassured his worries with a smile.

"I hope you are right." He returned the gesture by giving me a lazy smile.

"Of course, I am always right. Even when I am wrong, I am not. You best believe that otherwise there will be hell for you." Both of us grinned at that. The mood between us improving by the second.

"Yes, your highness. Whatever you wish your highness." Hachiman gave her small bow in front of me. Yes peasant, bow before your new queen and wife. If you know what is good for you.

"By the way, when are we going on the date?" I didn't ask for the place because I will leave that a surprise, but I needed to know what time we will be leaving because that way I can prepare myself accordingly.

"Well around two." Hachiman answered after a slight pause. If it's around two o'clock then I guess, I have plenty of time. Oh right, before I forget.

"And another thing. Weren't you supposed to get yourself check by a doctor?" I glared at my husband, my mind recalling how both him and his father came back home bruised and beaten, by each other. They insisted they were fine but both Mrs. Hikigaya and I would not hear none of it.

Hachiman practically winces as I remind him about the check-up. "Is that even necessary. Look I am perfectly fine." He gestured to himself. "Someone like this is common for me since I usually spar with Kei weekly. Besides, my father took most of the beating."

That's not something to gloat over. I glared even harder at him making him step back. I don't need to physically pressure him, which is impossible for me anyways, but my eyes are enough to bring my husband down. Just hope he doesn't run away because that would also be impossible to stop him.

"Fine, let's go get the stupid check-up." Hachiman surrendered. It wasn't like he had a chance of winning against me anyways.

"I am glad you see it my way." It wasn't like he had a choice in the matter. "I think we should meet my father." That way we don't have to wait or anything. Father will do a quick check and we will be out in time for the date.

"Fine. We can do that." Hachiman sighed and then turned towards me, his gaze jumping up and down across my body. I had to cover myself with my hands to protect myself. "Aren't you going to change?"

I looked down and I was still wearing my green pyjamas. Oh, I completely forgot about this. Well, it's not like I left the house or anything. I usually wear something comfortable around the house, but this is the first time I wore something like this since I married. I should probably change into something more presentable.

"Let's go inside then." I told my husband as I turned around and started to walk off. "Speaking of check-up, did your father go for it?"

I turned my head around only to see Hachiman shake his head. "No. He ran off to work first thing in the morning. Mom was angry." Hachiman shivered at the memory. "She even called him and told him to get himself checked before coming back home." I have a feeling that Mrs. Hikigaya won't let her husband enter inside the house if he didn't get a check-up. Or just drag him to the hospital herself. Just like what I am doing. I grinned at the thought.

Guess great minds think alike, especially if it concerns the men of the Hikigaya household. I wonder if causing problems for the spouse is also a family tradition too?

"Maybe I should kick you out next time you fight?" I teasingly told him.

"Fighting and sparing are different. I already promised I won't fight but I can't say the same thing about sparing matches." Hachiman replied with a somewhat annoyed voice. I think I just hit a nerve. I know I told him not to fight and I know the difference between a street brawl and a sports bout. But.

"I just don't want to see you get hurt." I replied back in a low voice, my feet stopping right in front of the door. "It really scared me when you came back home injured."

Hachiman also stopped in his track; his hand frozen on the door handle. "Sorry for speaking harshly, I know you mean well but this is part of me. I know they are just for practice but there is a chance I might get hurt, minor or major, but this is what I choose to do."

"Even if you made your choice, I don't think I can ever get comfortable with it." I held my head high and locked eyes with my husband. "I also made a choice. I will always speak my mind, even if what I say is crude or disliked like right now, I really don't like you fighting."

"Sparing." Hachiman corrected, his body moved away from the door and was standing before me at full height. As usual, I had to cram my neck upwards just to stare at him.

"Same thing. You fight and you get hurt." I tried to glare up at him because that was all I could do; it was the only thing I could do to show my resolve. But it was little compared to my husband, who stood his ground like an unbreakable wall and stared back with his vicious beast like eyes. I honestly miss those days when he would flinch in fear just from one glance of mine.

Hachiman hummed, his features relaxing as a small smile started to grace his face. "How about this then. Instead of once a week, I will make it once every two weeks."

I raised my eyebrows at his suggestion. "And how is that any different from before." I asked folding my arms.

Hachiman brushed the back of his hair, his goofy grin making it hard for me to keep my stern expression. A smile like that won't work on me you hear that, and I won't back down either.

"Well, it's a start. That way you can become accustomed to it slowly. I know it's not easy but let's try to make it work." In the end, he isn't going to give up he is. I know he is suggesting a middle ground by suggesting he would limit the sparring, but it still doesn't sit well with me.

"I told you I find it uncomfortable you know and that won't change." I stated back, I know this conversation isn't going anywhere and is rather unpleasant to talk about, but I still need to do it. I half expected Hachiman to argue back since I didn't accept his compromise and at the very least be annoyed with me, but he stood there with a smile.

"I know." He said it a warm voice. "Thanks for worrying about me. Besides, when I do get hurt you can just nurse me back to health." He leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on top of my head. I couldn't react because of his surprise attack and what was worse was his face was close to mine.

My face was hot to the point that I could feel steam coming out of my head, not to mention my heart was going wild inside my chest. I wanted to pull back and create some distance between us, but his hand held the back of my head. I was trapped.

"Come on, let's go inside so you can change." Hachiman said in a sweet voice, and I couldn't help but nod unconsciously. The topic of our conversation long pushed to the back of my mind. I will just have to nag him some other time about it.

When we got inside, Komachi had already cleaned up the dishes and was lazing around the sofa with her phone. Her curious big eyes shifted to us as we entered. Why is she staring at me with that smug smile, is my face still red from earlier? Hachiman is grinning like an idiot too. Does he think he won this time because of his playboy antics; I swear I won't let it happen again. I hope.

I went up the stairs alone while Hachiman stayed behind in the living room. When I reached my room, I had already decided what to wear for today, of course I will have to change for the date later. That part was still undecided. For now, a simple grey blouse and a faded blue jeans. I think that should do the trick.

I walked out of the room and headed downstairs, on my way however, I stopped in front of Hachi's old room and now a makeshift guest room for his grandparents. They had probably left while I was sleeping. They had their issues; I just hope they were alright. Hachi's grandfather did say his wife wasn't feeling well.

I guess I will ask Hachi about it later. With that I made it downstairs and to my surprise both siblings were sitting in one sofa, on the opposite ends of course. A smile broke out watching them silently stare at the tv. It's good that they were getting along.

"Hachiman, time to go." Approaching from behind, I sang sweetly. As if on cue, both siblings turned around to stare me with their deep onyx eyes. They are surprisingly in sync too. But I doubt they will admit that.

"Yumiko nee-san, where are you going? Is it a date?" She asked with a hint of mischief.

"No." Not yet anyways. "We are going to get your brother a check-up. After he promised he wouldn't fight." I glared at my husband again making him wince. Now that Komachi was here with us, he wouldn't dare use his cheap tricks so shamelessly to silence me. Wait, he already did that before.

"Let's go then." Hachi announced as he jumped of the sofa and stood next to me. His hand already capturing mine. See what I mean, so shameless and Komachi stop shyly grinning like that, you will only encourage him.

"Watch over the house and lock the door Komachi." Hachi instructed his sister as he dragged me through the door, my last memory was Komachi happily waving us goodbye. It's not a date I tell you.

The walk to the train station was quite peaceful, we even managed to grab two seats for ourselves.

"Not many people in today." I looked around the train, most people were sitting and only a few were standing, two of which were talking in a loud voice disturbing those around them. Have some public decency will you. Wait, I used to do that too. Now I feel ashamed.

Hachiman brought his arm behind my back, taking this opportunity, I greedily leaned against him. Guess I am not one to talk about public decency, am I? How shameless of me but I can't help it. It feels so nice. "Rush Hour ended I suppose."

Humming softly, I half closed my eyes feeling a bit of sleepiness come over me. "By the way, did your grandparents leave?"

"Yeah." He breathed in deeply as the mention of his grandparents. "I dropped them off to the airport, mother insisted even though they said they were fine on their own. Mother can be stubborn when she wants to. There are probably on their way to Osaka by now, my uncle lives there." In the end he whispered something, but I couldn't quite get what he said.

"Can you repeat the last part." I asked inching closer to him.

"It was nothing." He replied with a smile. A forced one I noted. Choosing to ignore it, I again found my head on Hachi's chest, resting peacefully on it. At least he doesn't have to stress over his grandparents anymore.

Letting out a yawn, I pressed myself more against my husband. He was so warm and pleasant; I felt my drowsiness increase. My father's hospital was a fair distance away so it wouldn't hurt to take a quick nap, would it?

I don't know how much time passed but the next instance I opened my eyes was when we had reached our station. Hachiman had to shake me awake before the train stopped.

"Are you alright? If you are not feeling well then, we can cancel the date thing. We can always do it some other time." He looked worried; it was sweet that he was concerned about me.

"I am fine. Just a little sleepy." Do you think I will let that stop me from having my first date with my husband? Hell no. Go away sleep this instant. Who needs it anyway, sleep is for the weak. Besides, I am saving my energy for the date you know. I gave a reasonable excuse to myself.

"Hmmm, even though you slept like a log all night and woke up late. You didn't even finish the movie either. Komachi was disappointed." It was like he was trying to drive a stake through my heart with those words. As expected, it did crucial damage. How embarrassing, to fall asleep like that after I said don't sleep through the movie.

I looked at him and sure enough he had a disgusting smirk across his face, adding further insult to injury. This is all your fault you know. Why are you more comfortable to hug then it should be possible. I gave him a quick glare to wipe away that stupid smirk clean off his face.

Grrrr. That was the last time I lean on him for anything, and so I tell myself. Most importantly, what was wrong with me? I am woefully committing one embarrassing act after the other. It was strange.

But I guess, I haven't been close to someone like this before, especially not around my friends. Never like this. To show sides of myself to my husband, it was a first for me. It was strange and odd, but it wasn't that bad, I guess.

After my temper was quick to subdue, my hand found themselves in the embrace of Hachiman's own. It had become somewhat of a routine for us to walk together like this. Even when we separated, we always found ourselves with jointed hands in the end.

I was supposed to lead the way to the hospital, but it seems Hachiman already knew the way.

"Your father treated me when I got into a car accident, though at the time I didn't know he was friends with my mother."

"What. How. When." Car accident? What's this about a car accident?

"Wow, calm down. It was two years ago so no big deal." He tried to reassure me.

Even if he says that, it still makes me worried. My chest felt tight just by imagine him getting hit by a car. "How did it happen?"

Hachiman looked straight ahead, his eyes not meeting much. I knew he was anxious because his grip on my hand tightened up. As I thought, something bad must have happened if he was hesitating to tell me. "Well, Yuigahama's dog got out of his leash and ran straight into Yukinoshita's car. I jumped in to save it and got hit instead. On the first day of highschool." He finished, letting out a steady breath.

So that's why he was hesitating to talk about it. Because of his old club mates. I may have stepped on a landmine. Though, what's this turn of events? I have never heard of this dog saving from Yui. Is that why she was interested in Hachiman? Because he saved her dog? Then what about Yukino, how did she develop feelings for my husband?

Well, it doesn't matter now. Their relationship is as good as being buried anyways. That's what I hope at least.

"You didn't get seriously hurt, did you?" It was a long time ago, so I guess it turned out alright. He looked perfectly fine too when we shared classroom together last year. Now I guess, he looks even better, I mean just look at his well-built body. Oh wait, now I am staring too much, let's look at something else before he notices.

"For the most part it was fine. My ankle was fractured, and your father told me that it might be hard for me to actively play sports anymore."

My eyes instantly shifted to his feet; he didn't appear to have any lingering problems from what I have seen. I mean he can run super-fast and even managed to beat that Makoto woman too. "I am perfectly fine now if that is what you are wondering." He said making me draw my attention back to my dead-eyed husband.

If he can run faster than a normal person and train with Mari of all people, then it's safe to say he was more than fine. My mind traced back to last year when Hachiman was a normal size human with a skinny looking body. He was always alone safe for Yui dragging him to their stupid club.

Though, what was surprising to me after Hachiman getting into an accident was the fact how the three of them, Hachiman, Yukino and Yui, encountered each other on the first day of highschool even if it was weird way. It was like they were meant to be brought together in a strange twist of fate.

It made me sick to be honest. Yukino said she still had feelings for Hachiman. I don't know if I should take that as face value. Was she joking, serious or even warning me? I don't know. We did say we were friends but honestly, it's just lip service. At least it's better than being at each other's throats everytime we meet.

Yukino still makes me uncomfortable, there was no doubt about that. But I need her to smooth things out with Yui. That pink hair girl, I don't know how she will react when I break the news about Hachiman and I getting married, it scares me freakily. If Yukino reacted so badly to the news even despite what happened between them, whose to say Yui won't do the same.

I don't want to lose my friend even if it means using Yukino who may still harbour feelings for my husband. Speaking of a husband, Yukino is also engaged to the guy who shall not be named, right? So can't she just focus on him instead of thinking about my husband and even declaring she still has feelings for him to my face. How shameless can she be?

Need to keep her away from Hachiman at all cost. Even if Hachi says he has no feelings whatsoever for his former club members or so he says. I still won't be taking any chances when it comes to them.

"We are here." Hachiman announced when we reached the front entrance of the hospital building.

Since we were at the hospital, I led the way since I was all too well similar with the place, after all I used to rampage across this place since I was young. My mother was very sickly so there were days when she had to stay in the hospital for a prolong period of time.

This place had changed a little since I last came here. When was it exactly? I think it was around the time when I started highschool. Being able to walk in this place again was kind of nostalgic to say the least, a similar part of me that I had long forgotten.

It feels kind of nice to be back here again, even if it smells like vomit and sickness. I am pretty sure most people here will disagree with me. Unlike me not everyone here has the luxury to tour around.

I wonder if my dad is free to see us. He is always busy working being the director of the hospital and all. He barely comes home because of his work and even stays back in the hospital for a few days in a row. The worst part of it all was that fact he even neglects his meals from time to time earning himself a good old earful from his daughter, me.

Geez, I wonder how mom ever dealt with him. If I didn't call him daily to check if he has eaten properly, I was afraid he might work himself to death. A frown came over my face when I remembered the fact that I hadn't called him since the marriage thing.

"I wonder if he ate breakfast." I whispered while dragging Hachiman across the hospital ascending serval floors to reach my intended destination.

Well, this is the floor, I wonder if my dad is in his office right now. Well, I can't walk in just like that, that would be rude even for me. I should have called him and told him that I was coming. Oh well, I scanned the room until my eyes fell upon a similar figure standing behind the counter.

A smile grew on my face as I quickly walked over to the light blue haired woman dressed in a nurse uniform. "Koharu-san" I excitedly called out.

The nurse having her name called out turned to my direction with a puzzled look. But that was quick to change when she finally recognize me and a smile like my own spread across her already beautiful face.

"Yumiko-chan." She excitedly called out. "That's really you right? It's been a long time since I saw you. My, you are taller than before and so pretty now. I barely recognized you."

Smiling cheerfully, I also examined Koharu, and she was one to talk about being pretty. Probably would even give someone like Yukino a run for her money. "It's nice to meet you after a long time." Out of all the staff working in the hospital, Koharu was most familiar with me. She was like a big sister of some sort. The number of time I asked for her advice during my middle school day was too many to count.

"Yes, I missed having you around really. So, what beings you here, is everything alright?" She asked curiously, her blue eyes shining as bright as ever.

"It's nothing. Just bringing my husband for a check-up. Is my dad in his office?" I cut to the chase, as much as I would love to stand and chat, this was a hospital after all and the older nurse standing next to Koharu was giving me unpleasant looks.

"Oh, your fath…. wait, did you just say husband?" After blinking a few times, Koharu's eyes flew straight to the hand I was holding and then shifted focus to the giant bear like man standing next to me. I was amazed how she didn't notice him all this time when he is this big. Maybe she was just excited to see me, or Koharu just being an airhead as usual.

Koharu let out a weak laugh as she turned back to me. "Yumiko-chan, it's not nice to play a joke like that. You almost scared me."

I raised an eyebrow; this scene has been replayed far too many times by now. I wonder how many more times do we have to go through this. "But I am not joking around." I waved to my husband who had remained silent all this time.

"This is my husband, Hikigaya Hachiman." I introduced him and then waved my hand to the bewildered nurse. "Hachi, this is Koharu, I have known her since middle school."

"Hello." Hachi gave her a plain response as he glared down at Koharu scaring her out of her wits. Hachi, can you not scare the poor woman, can't you see she is shaking like a leaf.

I let out a sigh, this is getting tiring. "Anyways, is my dad in his office? I want to see him." I asked wanting to end this dilemma as fast as possible. I need to prepare for the date you know. It's just going to take me an hour just to decide on what to wear. Maybe that blue dress I bought yesterday. No, not that. It's not first date worthy. More like second date, probably.

"Oh yeah." She fidgeting around, her eyes dashing between me and my dead eyed husband. "He is in his office resting for a bit."

"Thanks. Let's go Hachi." Taking his hand, I guided him towards my father's office all the while feeling eyes and the wave of gossip around us as we walked down the hallway. Guess the nurses will have something to talk about for the next week I suppose. The director's daughter being married to the boss of the yakuza.

I let out a tired sigh, I can't blame them either. I would have done the same. Even I thought Hachiman belonged to the yakuza. He and his father certainly looked the part.

Well, the only good thing was the fact my father was free so he can check Hachiman quickly and we can be on our way. I also have to make sure he has eaten something decent. I frowned as I thought about my irresponsible all too skinny father and his eating habits.

When we arrived in front of his private office, I knocked because that was the normal thing to do and then barged in. At least I knocked first. My father startled by the door slamming open jumped in his seat.

But upon seeing who the sudden intruders were, he features relaxed. "Yumiko, and Hachiman. Surprised to see you here." He gave us a pleasant smile and waved at the two seats. "Please sit."

I went to grab the chair but Hachi already being one step ahead of me had pulled the chair back for me. I said my thanks and sat down with Hachiman quietly following. All the while my father was watching us with his keen eyes. He looked tired, the bags under his eyes was evident of that.

Forget about eating. I don't even think he is getting enough sleep properly.

"So, what brings you here. Did my Yumiko miss me?" My father asked, his fatigue seemingly disappearing by the second.

Otherwise, I could only frown at his attempts. I didn't want to outright admit he wasn't wrong. I did miss him and worried about his health. But stating this back to him would be embarrassing. "Hachiman hurt himself, so I dragged him here for a check-up." At least I can tell him about my second goal.

"He is injured?" His eyes widen as his brown eyes shifted to my husband, scanning him for any abnormalities. "He seems fine to me. What happened?"

My husband's body cringed at this; he was able to open his mouth to say something, but I beat him to it. "He fought with his father and both of them got hurt." I told the truth with a frown, my eyes glaring towards my barbarian of a husband, arms folded.

For a minute both men were silent further adding to my sour mood. "It was just a friendly spar. That's all." Hachiman was the first to speak, a weak smile on his lips.

"I see." My father too returned a smile similar to my husband. Both men just stared at each other if they were silently communicating. "Your mother did tell me you were fond of learning martial arts. Though, do be careful in the future, it will only worry your mother if you get hurt. Knowing one's limit should also be taken into account."

"Yes, I agree. But one can't surpass their limits if they keep holding themselves back." Hachiman argued back. "It's also important to strive towards what you believe in, even if you get hurt in the process." Hachiman didn't hold back even if he was talking to his father-in-law.

He really is stubborn. Even when I got anger at him, he still doesn't backdown and just found a way out of the conversation. I had hoped my father might knock some sense into him but even this might be difficult.

"It's nice to have a goal that you can work hard for it. But it's also important to take the feelings of those around you into consideration too." With that my father's gaze shifted towards me. What, why are you staring at me like this.

Even Hachiman joined in. Seriously, what was wrong with them? Am I missing something?

"Well, I am trying." Hachiman stated before turning back to my face.

"That's good enough I suppose." The middle-aged doctor nodded, a bright smile returning to his face. "Then let's start with the check-up then. Yumiko if you don't mind leaving the room."

"What, why should I leave. Like a quick check-up won't even take that long." I think. It better not, I have to get back home and prepare for the date. Stupid Hachi, if we are late for my first day then it's all on you. Did you really have to fight your father because of a stupid family tradition. Who even came up with it anyways?

"Oh my, when did my daughter become this bold. Very well then, Hachiman please remove your shirt." My father who became overly excited in the burst of the moment instructed my husband.

Meanwhile I had a hard time trying to swallow down the words he spouted. Remove his shirt, what? That's why he wanted me to leave and I shameless admitted I won't. I could just bury my face in my hand and die of the shame.

"Ah, I am really fine though." Hachiman also overwhelmed, awkwardly stated.

"Nonsense, we wouldn't know until we check. Come on now, don't be shy." My father eagerly prompted him. What was wrong with him?

"I think I am going to go out for some fresh air." I screamed and quickly ran outside closing the door shut tightly behind me. I swear I heard the loud laughter of my father just as the door was closed. Did he do that on process? I could only grunt my teeth in both embarrassed and anger at my dad's childish ethics.

Whatever, as long as he checks Hachiman, it's fine. But after that, I will smack the both of them. Geez, such a handful. Puffing my cheeks, I sat down at the nearest bench. A long-tired sigh escaped my mouth as I leaned against the back. Great, the day hasn't even started, and I am already tired.

"I wonder how long it will take." Closing my eyes, I faintly remembered the days when my mother was admitted to this very same hospital. She would be forced to live in this place day in and out. This place was kind of like a second home. How she used to laugh while I played around in her private room lost in my own world, completely clueless of the fact how little time my mother had left in this world.

I miss her.

Dad misses her too. That's why he grinds away at his work even at the cost of his health. Just like how I choose to chase after my friends and social life. Mom would probably scold us both if she saw us like this. I wish she did.

I wonder what she would think of Hachiman. I wish I could introduce both of them.

"Yumiko-chan." I turned my face towards the blue haired woman after hearing my name being called out.

"Yes?" I looked up at Koharu who had her head down with a frown.

"Sorry about earlier, that was rude of me." She quickly apologized and even bowed her head.

"No, it's fine." I am kind of used to it actually. I think it would be better to introduce Hachi as my boyfriend in the future. No, that would work. He looks scary and not to mention a total delinquent so people will be shocked either way. I wonder how will I even deal with all this at school. Its going to be a headache.

"I am really surprised though; you are still in highschool right? How did it even happen? Was the heir of the yakuza clan smitten by your good looks and forced your kind-hearted and gentle father to give your hand in marriage?" What's with this weird and over the top plot? I see she still reads those useless romance novels. At least some of her recommendations were good. Yes, I read them too in my spare time.

"No." I bluntly shot her down and somehow, she looked extremely disappointed. Honestly, does she want me to get kidnapped and forced into a marriage to some gangster? Wait, isn't that somewhat true in my case? Anyways, "our families were close and so they got the two of us together. That's all." The extra drama needs not to be mentioned, especially not to her.

"Hmmm, how boring." She stepped in closer and sat down besides me. "Still, it really surprised me. I didn't know had a thing for beast men?" She is really asking to be smacked, isn't she. "Calm down, I am just joking. You are still easy to tease like how I remembered." She giggled much to my annoyance.

"Humph." I puffed my cheeks and turned away.

"Come on don't be upset. It's been a long time since I teased you like this." She giggled again, her features becoming softer. "It was kind of cute how you were holding each other's hands. You two looked surprisingly good together, as hard she it sounds."

"Really?" I peeked at her direction; I know she is baiting me, but I can't help it. She knows exactly what I want to hear.

Koharu nods, her bright smile enhancing her features. "Yes, totally. I have never seen a more prefect couple in my life." Now she was just pushing it. "So, tell me, do you like him? I mean, you looked like you did but I wanted to know for sure." She leaned closer, her eyes sparkling like diamonds.

This romance novel nerd. Doesn't she have work to do instead of questioning me about my married life. "Sort of." I whispered as I backed away from her. "I am still figuring things out. All of this is still new to me."

Koharu nodded, "I get you. When I got married it was super overwhelming and I had no idea what I was doing. But you get used to it."

"You are married?" I asked a bit surprised. The last time I talked to her was three years ago, so it wasn't impossible. Now I kind off feel bad for losing touch with her for so long. "Sorry, I had no idea."

"It's fine. You probably had school stuff do deal with. Highschool is an important part of your life, and I didn't want to bother you with my annoyance." She was surprisingly understanding but one thing she was wrong about was I had no important school stuff to deal with. Probably waste my three years of it to be honest. "Hey, do you want to see the picture of my son." Koharu exited cried out and immediately took out her phone and shoved it over to me.

The front wallpaper had a picture of a kid no older than a year old, chewing on his fat panda doll.

"Isn't he cute. You can just eat him up." She yelled in my ear causing me to lean away from her. Don't scream in other people's ears like that. And yes, I have to admit he is kind of cute, those fat cheeks were as red as a cherries. But please don't eat him.

"Yes, he looks adorable." Handing the phone back to Koharu, she started to talk to the picture in a weird way as if the baby was right in front of her.

"I can't wait to get home, seeing that dumpling melts all my exhausted away." She smiled like a crazy person but in a way, she really looked blissful right now. It must be nice to have a kid.

"So, if you are here working then whose taking care of the kid." A child that age needs someone looking after them at all times. It's hard when both parents are working.

"Oh, my in-laws take care of him. My husband and his parents are really considerate when it comes to me. They let me decide whether I wanted to continue working or stay at home to take care of my son. It was far easier for me than what most people go through."

She scrolled through her phone with a warm smile, her finger stopping midway as she again moved her phone closer to me. It was a family picture. Koharu standing next to her husband who held their son in his arms. Both parents grinning like crazy people while their son in question was trying to eat his own hand. It was a warm picture and showed just how happy the family was.

"You guys look good." I replied with my own smile. It was good that she was able to marry a kind husband and have a health child. During my middle school days, I always thought she might not find herself a decent partner since she was a hopeless romantic. But I guess I was wrong.

"You look good together with your husband too. I wasn't joking about that. The way you walked in while holding hands showed that you care for each other." She let out a small laugh making me feel embarrassed again. "Also, your husband was glaring at everyone." She added. "It was kind of scary."

"That's how he normally is." I winced. "Kind of like his default expression."

"Oh my." She covered her open mouth with her hand. "Then how is he like when he is angry." She asked, there was no use hiding the curiosity in her voice.

"You don't want to know." Even the king of all demons doesn't want to face Hachiman when he is angry. If you thought he looks scary now, then wait till when he truly wants to bite your head off. Poor Pengin had to endure Hachi's death beam.

At least he didn't die, otherwise I wouldn't get the chance to roast him when school starts. Why did I want to roast him again? I forgot. But I will do it anyways just for the fun of it.

"By the way, have you two being doing what normal married couples do?" Koharu leaned in close and whispered in my ear. Again, I had to back away from her, my face hot and probably beat red from what she said. "Guiding from your reaction, probably not." She hummed sweetly before a mischievous smile crept across her lips. "Then how about a kiss?"

I tried to speak but words that made no sense slipped out on their own accord.

"Guess not. I was expecting too much. You were always an innocent girl acting all tough in front of others." She smiled while poking my cheeks. "You still get embarrassed easily. I still remember you barrowing my novels saying that it was for your friend." They were for my friend, I just read them after she was done.

Come to think of it, didn't I start chasing after that no-good blonde because he resembled those male leads from the stories I read. I mean I found him really cool, hansome, smart, strong and reliable back then. He really was a prince in all aspect and so it was easy to follow behind him. He was almost to prefect to be true. Almost.

After trying my best to get close to him, trying to make myself a prefect partner to him. He just flat out used me.

The more I think about him, the more unpleasant I feel. My eyes drift towards my father's office. What's even taking them of long? I hope nothing is wrong.

"Thinking about your husband?" Koharu asked with a teasing smile. "Why did you come here in the first place?"

"My husband got hurt in a fist fight, so I insisted that he get a check-up from my father." I took a long sigh after telling her. Seriously, this is why I say fighting is no good. You will only make me worry to death at this point.

"Fist fight?" Her eyes went wide after hearing that. "Then he really is from the yakuza." It only took one quick glare from me to shut her up. Seriously, what's up with everyone thinking Hachi is from the yakuza. He may look like one, but he isn't so stop encouraging him ok.

Even I thought he was part of the yakuza but let's keep that a secret shall we.

"By the way, did he win." Seriously, that's what you want to know?

Rubbing my temple, I tried to surpass the incoming headache. And please stop looking at me being all excited. Geez. "I guess." Considering the state of his father who looked more beaten up than Hachi. Seriously, how has Mrs. Hikigaya been dealing with her own husband all this time. The men of this family have something clearly wrong with them.

"That's cool. I am surprised he even got hurt in the first place. I mean did you look at him. He looks like he can fight a bear on his own." Well, if you classify Mr. Hikigaya as a bear of a special breed then yes, he did fight a bear. No offense Mr. Hikigaya, I mean well.

"Well, your father and your husband are out. I better be go before your father yells at me for slacking off. Bye kiddo, it was nice talking to you again." She waved before disappearing behind the corner. So, she really are slacking off, I frowned at the thought before a smile approached my face. Yes, it was nice talking to her too. Maybe I should contact her more often now.

I turned my attention back to my father and husband with both of them heading my way. I got up from the bench by the time they stood in front of me. "So, is he alright?" I asked, more nervous than I would like to admit.

My father on the other hand laughed. "Don't worry. He is as strong as a rock."

I let out a long breath which I didn't know I was holding. Finally, I can relax somewhat. My mood had suddenly become brighter too because of it.

"I guess we should go now." Hachiman moved in closer and grabbed my hand. I became a bit stiff and hesitate because of that. My father was watching us after all. "Or would you like to talk to your father a bit?"

I would love to but, "I am sure he is busy. We already took too much of his time. Sorry dad." I apologized, feeling a bit guilty.

He let out a light laugh and reached his arm out to pat my head. "It's fine. Anything for my little Yumi." I stood there while my head was bounce from the left to the right and back again with puffed cheeks. Endure it Yumi, endure.

"Let's go then. Sorry for interrupting your work." Hachiman bowed.

"No, it's fine." My father reassured him with a friendly smile.

"Before we go. Dad, did you have a good breakfast." Now that the main objective to the hospital trip was complete, it was onto phase two. "You didn't skip it did you." You are already overworking yourself, at least you can eat your meals on time. I glared up at him.

"I did. Thanks for worrying about me like always Yumi." He showed me a warm smile and patted my head again. This time too I offered no resistance except for the slight pouting of my cheeks. Geez, when will he stop this childish act? I am not a kid anymore that likes to get my head rubbed. He is totally spoiling me. "Run along now and enjoy your day." He said as he moved his arm away from me.

"I will." I replied back in a hushed tone. "Just make sure to eat on time ok." I am seriously worried back you. I think I will even text later to ask if he has eaten or not. He wouldn't dare and lie to me.

Hachiman still holding my hand began to walk away after giving his father-in-law one last bow "Bye dad." I waved at my father as Hachiman pulled me along with him. The last glimpse of my father was him smiling and waving back.

Along the way, Koharu spotted us and also waved at me, telling me good luck. I gave a small wave back before she too disappeared from sight when the elevator door closed. The elevator was crowded by other two people, but they mostly kept there distance away, mainly because of Hachiman, sending him wavery glances.

At least we had more room to stand. So that was a plus. Good job my big scary husband.

After making it out of the hospital, we walked back towards the bus station. This time we weren't lucky in getting any seats because it was fully packed.

So, we were left standing, what was unpleasant about it was a few boys at the back where glancing at me. This was nothing new so I tried to ignore them the best I could. The only difference from the usual was my husband. As soon as he noticed the boys staring my way, he glared at them so viciously, it was like he was going to eat them alive.

Sure enough, with pale faces all of them were quick to change directions, and even got off the next stop. I couldn't help laugh when we sat down on our newly acquired seats. Hachi whose mood became foul, lightened up when he heard my laugher. His deep frown turned into an embarrassing light blush. Seeing this, it made my already light heart jump across the roof allowing myself to hug his arm for the rest of the bus ride.

When we got home, I was surprised to see Komachi wasn't alone. Besides her was Taishi dressed up prime and proper. His black hair was brushed neatly, and his blue eyes shined brightly when he saw us come in.

"Aniki, Yumiko-senpai." He jumped out of the soft and greeted us.

"Where is Komachi?" Asked the glaring older brother while completely ignoring his heart broken junior. It's alright Taishi, this senpai will take note of your efforts even if your idol doesn't even acknowledge your existence.

By the way, nice outfit. It's prefect for a date, I mean hangout. I wonder what Hachiman is going to wear. I can already imagine him wearing something stupid. If that is the case, I will just nag him to wear something I bought for him yesterday. Money well spent.

"She went to get ready." Taishi replied honestly, a big smile across his face. Someone is excited for the date…I mean hangout. I know I am, for the date, and not a stupid hangout. I should go start my preparation too.

I gave the wall clock a quick glance over, it was around one, so I have an hour to get myself ready. "Then I guess I should go get myself ready too." Slipping out of Hachi's gentle gasp, I quickly made my way upstairs.

"Ah, Yumiko nee-san, you are back." Komachi stood outside her room, all dressed up and ready for her little hangout. I stood there for a moment, eyeing her up and down much to Komachi sudden embarrassment as she tried herself with her arms.

I simply nodded and gave her a thumbs up. It's seemed like my little sister-in-law is well versed in the latest fashion. "Your nee-san approves." I declare.

"Approve what." Komachi shouts back with embarrassment and a red face. "Does it look good on me?" She fidgets around not meeting my eyes. So cute.

"Yes, you really look cute." Her outfit really highlights her innocent features, and she even styled her hair. She really is going all out to make herself standout, she is totally treating this like a date even if she doesn't want to admit it. "I am sure you will blow Taishi away in an instant."

"Taishi?" Komachi cheeks turned bright red at the boy's name. "What are you talking about?" She yelled, her arms waving around all flustered. Someone is embarrassed, though I didn't mean to tease her, her reaction was cute. "What about you, do you have any plans with my brother?" she tried to change the subject with puffy cheeks.

"Yes, I do in fact." I spoke cheerfully. "Your brother is taking me out on a date." I would have been embarrassed saying this normally but right now I was just so happy and didn't care. My sister-in-law on the other hand clearly went into shock.

"What, How, Where?" She spoke in quick succession shattering the words out.

"Sorry, it's a secret." I gave her a teasing smile making her cheeks puff up again. She really is cute when she is upset like this. I would tell her but currently I don't even know the details myself so it's a surprise for me too.

"Well have fun with your date then." She replied back with a pout.

"Thank you, it means alot." I gave a smile seeing her childish reaction. "This is the first time I am going out with someone, so I am kind of nervous." My legs are practically shaking on the spot but at the same time this overwhelming excitement is also flowing throughout my body.

"Wait Yumiko nee-san. You mean you have never gone on a date before." Komachi surprised by what I said, stepped closer. The smell of her perfume resonating around her, it was a sweet smell. "Weren't you popular? I thought you would have more experience. Weren't you and Hayama-senpai.." She trailed off, not wanting to continue.

I shook my head. "Nothing of that sort. Nothing happened between us." I smiled at her, but that smile held no warmth. It could never be when concerning that man. "Your brother is the first one I am going on a date with. Lucky, isn't he?"

Komachi stared at me for a moment before biting her lips. "Then it's even more important that you have a good date. Knowing my brother, he will probably mess it up." Just how low does she think of her brother, I dismally thought. "Do you need my help? I can help pick out good cloths." She leaned even closer with determined eyes.

Smiling warily, I shook my head. "No, it's alright. I will handle it myself and besides, shouldn't you go down now. Taishi is waiting for you." How long will you let the poor boy wait.

"He can wait longer; this is more important." Once again, she stepped close, our faces a breath way, a strange fire in her big eyes. She can become aggressive when she wants to. Well, it makes me happy she is worried about me.

Her actions make me want to smile but this was not the time. Placing my hands on her shoulder, I showed her my own determination. "That's no good." I shook my head. "Right now, you need to focus on your own date. Don't worry about me, I know what I am doing." Really don't know what I am doing, please help. "So go down now and have fun with Taishi." Turning Komachi around and I began pushing her down the hall and towards the stairs.

"But, but." Komachi started to protest but I wouldn't hear it.

"No, buts. Go and enjoy your date." I reminded her.

"I told you it's not a date." She instanced with a roar of displeasure. Tell that to me when your face isn't as red as a cherry.

"Yes, yes. Now go. I better not see you here in the next ten minutes you hear me." I scolded her.

"Ghhh, fine. Have it your way." Komachi finally raised the white flag. "I just wanted to help." She said in a small teary voice before storming down the stairs.

Now that Komachi was finally gone, I could smile all I want. Such a good kid. I felt like she wasn't just doing it for me but also for her bother. Not that she would admit it. I wish they would just swallow their stubbornness and just be honest.

With a humph, I walked towards my room and started to skim through my bags and luggage. Guess the first think should be a bath. Grabbing my things, I went to the bathroom and soaked my body in the warm waters of the tub. Ah, one of the joys of life. Sadly, it had to end because the water became to cool off and so I got off and dried myself and quickly returned to my room.

In front of me, scattered across the floor as far as the eye could see were the various articles of cloths. Cloths that were akin to battle armour in this situation awaited to be selected by its owner. Swallowing hard, I started to pick up one choice of cloths after the other, accessing their value and later dumping them with the rest of the garbage.

In the end, I was left devastated by the fact that I had no cloths to wear for the date. Tears threatening to leak out as my watery eyes stared up at the mountain of discarded cloths. This is all Hachi's fault. If he told me about that date before I would have bought a more worthy outfit yesterday when we were busy shopping.

A loud knock sounded from the locked door followed by Hachi's voice. "Yumiko are you done. It's been an hour."

"No." Honestly, I would need at least two hours to sort out this mess. But I was afraid to tell him that. He might even bust the door open and then stare at me with those dead eyes of his. "Give me thirty minutes." I yell through the door. Thirty minutes isn't enough, but I need to work with it somehow.

"Alright." Came a short response from the other side of the door, footsteps slowly fading away. Hachiman also needs to get ready so I can't take too much time.

Taking a sharp breath, I began to break away the mountain of cloths piece by piece until I abruptly stopped when I came across a little brown midi dress with creamy white shoulders, a black ribbon running across below the bust. It was simple and get the job done. All I need to do is iron is now since its all crumpled up.

Opening the door, I ran down the hall and made it downstairs. Hachiman was alone, idly watching the TV. "Hachiman, where is the ironing machine."

Hachi jumped out of the sofa and walked over to me, standing in front of him like this always made me feel small. I look like a little kid compared to him. "Ironing machine right? I will go get it for you."

"Thanks. Can you bring it to the room." I can clean up the mess I had created in the meantime.

"It's in the storage room anyways." So, it's upstairs in Hachi's old room. Hachiman had already begun to walk, with me following right behind him. But by the time we reached the new storage room, Hachi's body abruptly stop resulting in my poor nose slamming itself on his back.

How many times are you going to do this. I cried while rubbing my nose. Stupid brick wall of a husband.

"Sorry." Hachi apologized as he turned around. "I forgot we moved all the stuff for my grandparents stay." He gave me a weak smile as I glared up at him. "I will go get it right now." I watched him run pass me before disappearing down the stairs. Note to self, never walk behind Hachiman again.

Rubbing my sore nose one last time, I stepped inside my room and began to clean up the utter mess I had created. Folding up cloths and stacked them up. The closet had a few of Hachiman's cloths so I set mine on the side for now. We will have to talk about how to organize our things and what goes where. For now, most of my personal things were in my bags.

"I bought the, what the..." Hachi stood at the entrance of the room watching the remains of my cloths spread throughout the room. He almost dropped the ironing table and machine on the floor.

Walking over, I grabbed the machine and set it aside. When I was able to grab the table, my husband seems to have gone back to normal and he set the table up himself.

"You sure like to make a mess of your room." I wasn't sure he was trying to tease me or being serious but it was still embarrassing nevertheless.

"I just couldn't decide on my cloths ok." Placing on hands on his upper back, I began trying to push him out of the room. But of course, it was like trying to push against a brick wall. "Now leave. I still have to get ready."

"Fine, just let me grab my cloths." Pulling away from my touch, he walked over to the closet and instantly picked out his cloths. That was fast, at least think more about what you will wear for our first date. When a pout, I peeked at what he had taken out, a plain grey polo suit and white cargo pants.

"What?" He asks raising both eyebrows.

"Nothing." I puffed my cheeks and turned around. It's not fair he pucks out his cloths under a second while it took me an hour, and I am still not satisfied with what I picked. But is it wrong that I want to look my best today. Maybe I should have taken up on Komachi's offer to help me, but then I would have interrupted her time with Taishi. I didn't want to ruin their little date.

"Then I will go." I thought he was going to leave just like that, but he suddenly leans down and plants a small kiss on my forehead, my wide eyes staring up at his wide smile. "Take your time, I will be downstairs when you are done."

Even when he was long gone, I stood there like a statue but as my senses slowly return, so did the heat on my cheek. "Don't just do that out of nowhere, mou." Slamming the door shut, I leaned against the door until my heart calmed down. I would have thought I would have been used to this, but I guess I still have a long way to go.

"Stupid Hachi." I whispered and took a deep breath getting back on my feet. I need to finish getting ready. Hachi had already set up the table, so I just had to iron my dress. After that was done, I let the dress cool off for a bit and I shifted my attention to my makeup. Something light I decided.

By the time I was done with my makeup and quite satisfied with it, my next target fell upon my hair. Grabbing my long honey coloured hair, I thought how should I deal with them. Should I stylized it like Komachi, or should I leave them as they are. A simple brush over should be enough.

As I was brushing, my thought went over to my husband. Does Hachiman like long hair or short. It was a simple question but incredibly heavy. He used to like Yukino who had long hair. Then again, he also said my ponytail looked cute, so I don't know. I let out a long breathe, he did say that I was perfectly fine as I am, and I don't need to change on his account.

"Just be myself." Was what he was trying to say. Not superficial. Never superficial. Both of us were hurt enough because of that. But even if I say that, it was still hard. Some elements will eventually lack out and even become the norm whether we like it or not. All we can do is try.

I put the brush down and turned off my phone which was being used a makeshift mirror. We so need to buy some decent furniture later. This was room was relatively empty and so we need to fill it up. Seriously, what was that pink wallpaper thing he was talking about, I feel like he was teasing me.

With puffs cheeks, I wore the dress selected for the pile of other cloths. Guess it looks fine, fits me prefects. I just wonder how will Hachi think of it. Guess I will have to find out the hard way. Clenching my fist, I resolved myself.

But first, shoes. Promising myself not to take too much time picking the right shoes for the job, I just grabbed my favourite high heels and was done it with. Now that I was all set and ready, I opened the door and made my way downstairs and as promised Hachiman was sitting all dressed up.

Even though, his cloths were simple, he still looked good in them. Wait so that means he will look good and not to mention scary if he wears anything. Maybe it's just me. His dark hair was still a mess, but I prefer it that way, or rather I changed my preference. The imagine of a certain blonde neat and straight haircut came to mind.

Definity not. Hachiman and his messy hair is the best.

As I was rumbling inwardly. I failed to notice Hachiman towered over me. I swallowed hard as our eyes met, his dark onyx and my grassy green. He really would be scary to look at if it wasn't for that sweet smile of his.

"You look good, Yumiko." He spoke in a low but charming voice that made me want to break eye contact with him. He said I look good; my own smile broke out as I pumped my fist again. Victory.

But I didn't have time to celebrate for long. His giant hand was quick to engulf mine in one big bite.

"Let's go then." He said as he dragged me along.

The start of my first date in my life, with my husband no less. To think it would start of like this. I stared ahead in dismay at the object Hachiman was waving at.

"You want us to go to the date spot with that." I pointed at the bike Hachiman was proudly gesturing to. He nodded with a smile and that was all the confirmation I needed. Komachi was right, her brother really is an idiot. How the hell did he even come up with this? It was Mari, wasn't it. Only she is the one who is stupid enough to suggest this to my equally stupid husband.

I wanted to cry but my makeup will be in ruins. So, all I could do was bury my head in my hand thinking it was just a dream. Please let it be a dream. But no matter how much I tried to deny it, the stupid bike staring back at me wouldn't disappear.

"I thought it would be a good idea." Hachiman looked away in embarrassment, scratching his cheeks. I am the one whose more embarrassed her. Going on our first date on your bike of all things. Are you an idiot.

"Come on, it will be fun." Hachiman patted the carrier seat, a small cushion placed on it to make it more comfortable. It seems like he is dead set on doing this, so with a big frown I sat down on the carrier seat. This is so stupid that its embarrassing. If this is how our date starts, I fear for what will happen next.

"Are you comfortable?" Hachiman asks, his head turning around to see if I was sitting properly. "You can hold onto me; it will be better that way." He wasn't wrong so I did what I was told. But only after I had wrapped my arm around his stomach did I realize how close we were.

When he was satisfied and sure that I was sitting without a problem, Hachi slowly started to paddle away. His pace was sluggish at fast, maybe it was because of me. Surely a guy who can run so fast can ride a bike just as fast. Besides, I have seen Hachi come to school once or twice while riding his bike last year.

But as time went on, he had generally started to increase his speed to a more moderate level, but that was as far as he went. This much was fine, the breeze was refreshing, and the air felt nice against my skin. It was certainly a new and pleasant experience.

Feeling of my arm tightly embracing Hachi's body and the heat of his back as my head lied upon it was exciting to say the least. This wasn't as bad that I thought it would be. It feels rather nice really, the beating of my heart and the warm smile gracing my face was a testament to that.

Sorry I doubted you Hachi. I instinctively clenched his shirt tightly making him slightly flinch. His core tighten everytime my hand slightly moves.

"Is something wrong." Hachiman's voice grew concerned, the pace of the bike becoming slower and slower.

"No, its fine." Just guilt ridden is all.

"Alright. But tell me if something is wrong." He is really sensitive isn't he. Especially when it comes to me. Well that makes me happy. "You know, I used to do this a lot when Komachi was in middle school."

Oh, that must have been a rather cute sight to see. It's a shame that I can't witness something like that now. But who knows, the way things are going and the siblings relationship improving at a snails pace, maybe one day I will. I can already imagine Komachi's cherry-coloured cheeks, just like my own right now.

This feels so nice though, riding together like this. Although it's a bit embarrassing, I can get used to it. Imagine the surprise of the people when we go to school like this. I barely supressed a giggle just by thinking about it. Though, I think its best to keep the marriage thing a secret in school. I will just cause too much of a ruckus to deal with it.

"We are here." Hachiman announced. He let me get off the bike first before parking his bike amongst the rows of others of its kind. The sight in front of me was the entrance of an amusement park with towering rides and different stalls lined up from one end to the other. So, he picked an amusement park for our first date, not bad if I do say so myself.

"Do you like it." Hachiman asked as he grabbed my hand. "This just opened up recently and also has a small zoo attached to it. Quite popular is what I heard."

Oh, a zoo, so we can have fun in the amusement park and visit some animals too. That's a bonus. This is going to be fun. Just as my mind was busy formulating all the different things we can do here, something flashed in my memory.

Wait a minute. An amusement park with a zoo that opened up not along ago. Why does that sound so similar. It then hit me like a flash of lightening in a stormy night. Didn't Komachi say the same thing in the morning? Wasn't she going on a date with Taishi to the exact same place? No, no, no. I might be imagining things. This place can't be the same as that place.

Can it?

Tightening my grip on Hachi's hand, I turned towards my dead eyed husband with a frown that matched his. "Don't tell me. Komachi and Taishi are here too?"

I didn't miss the moment when Hachi's face flinched. It was the exact same reaction whenever I used to glare at him long ago. He really messed up today didn't he. "Are they? I don't know." He tried to act dumb, but I knew better.

"Seriously, what were you even thinking?" Removing my hand from his, I stood in front of him with hands on my hips. Does he know what will happen if Komachi find us here. She might think we are following her or something.

Hachiman's face hardened. "I know what you are thinking but please don't misunderstand. Yesterday, Taishi told me about this place and I just thought it might be a good place for my date with you, that's all. Komachi had nothing to do with it."

While we were glaring at each other, Hachi was the one who broke contact first. His hand extending out to me, his expression softer now. "So please believe me."

Swallowing down my suspicion, I took his hand again. It was no use being angry with him when he looks at me like that. Whether that was his intention or not, I didn't know. He asked me to trust him so that's what I will do. Besides, since we were here, might as well we enjoy ourselves.

And pray we don't run into Komachi and Taishi of all people.

But it seems my prayer wasn't answered as we ran into the couple about thirty minutes in to our own date. Taishi was the one who spotted us standing in line for the heavenly icecream brand that I liked so much.

Cursing my luck and my love for icecream, I turned around to meet eyes with my confused sister-in-law and his puppy like boyfriend.

"Oh, Komachi. What a surprise?" I gave them a big smile, the best I could manage. Play it cool Yumiko, you can do it.

"Yumiko nee-san? What are you doing here?" Her eyes went over from me to her brother currently holding two cups of icecream, the bigger one mine of course. Since Hachiman was the cause of this disaster, I told him he better pay up with everything he got and spoil me more than my father ever had. Which was a tall order if you ask me.

"Oh, nothing. Remember you told me about this place opening up recently. I just thought it would be fun if your brother and I also dropped by to check it out." That was the only passible excuse I could come up with. Hachiman, you better repay me for this blunder tenfold.

"So, the date you mentioned was this?" Komachi looked at me, her eyes similar to the first day we interacted, cold and distant. I made my body freeze up on the spot. "You could have told me before; we could have gone together." She argued.

"That's true. But I also didn't want to ruin your time with Taishi, so I let it be a secret." I tried to spin the story as best I could.

"Hmmm, didn't I also tell Aniki about this place yesterday?" Taishi, you idiot. Why did you suddenly blur that out. You ruined everything. Wait, I can still salvage this. I tried to say something but after seeing Komachi I abruptly stopped.

"Oh, did you know." Komachi locked her eyes with her brother. Dark and soulless. They really are brother and sister if they are capable of making a scary expression like that. I was at a loss for words, all I could do was just stand there and watch the two siblings stare down at each other.

"Did Taishi tell you about this place, big brother." Komachi spoke first. The hostility in her voice was clear.

"He did." I watched with wide eyes as he didn't even flinch while telling her the truth.

"So, then this was all your idea." She gave a quick glance at me which made me flinch before turning back to her brother. "Considering how bad of a liar Yumiko nee-san, I suppose it was your idea. What, did you want to follow me around like disgusting creep."

My mouth hung open after listening to Komachi. No matter how bad of a relationship they had, talking like that to her brother was very crude.

"That wasn't my intentions. I just came here to spend time with my wife."

"Liar" first it was a soft whisper but then all of a sudden her expressionless face twisted up terribly. "Liar." Komachi shouted. "Just when I thought you were getting better you went and ruined everything again." A sole tear ran down her cheeks.

Rendered useless in midst of the chaos brewing in front of me. I could only watch as the two glared at each other with hateful eyes. If this continues, things will just go back to how they were, no, maybe even worse.

But before I could even say anything. Taishi stomped in front me and made his way between the two siblings. Not even bothering to pay attention to the older brother, he grabbed Komachi shivering shoulders and held her in place, forcing her to lock her dark orb like eyes with his deep, turquoise-coloured eyes.

"Komachi, Aniki isn't lying. I am the one who told him about this place and then he asked me if it was a good place to bring Yumiko-senpai here too." So, Hachiman wasn't making excuses after all. He really came here with me in mind.

I honestly thought it was his big brother tendency to follow his little sister when she is out with another guy. Hachiman will probably cry if he knew what I was thinking. Better to keep it to myself

The sudden arrival of Taishi overshadowed the image of Komachi's brother leaving her utterly confused. "What?" Was all she could utter before Taishi spoke again.

"It's the truth. I even suggested to go together but Aniki said that he doesn't want to intrude between us. So don't blame him like this, it's not his fault." The little ravem-haired boy declared, his panicked face showed just how worried he was about the situation, how he was worried about Komachi.

"I…I." Komachi struggled to speak, her watery gaze switching between Taishi and her old brother who stood behind. "I." Tears finally leaked out at which point she closed her eyes escaping from Taishi gasp and ran away with all her might.

"Komachi. Wait." Taishi was quick to follow behind her wasting no time.

All that was left was my husband and myself with onlookers watching the drama unfold. Ignoring those around me, I turned to face my husband who had his face down, dejected.

"I should go check up on her." I told him; I was worried for the both of them, but Komachi took first priority. She looked really hurt and heavens knows what's going on inside her mind right now. Taishi is with her, but I also want to comfort her.

"Yeah, should you do that." With his seal of approval, I promised to return quickly and left my husband behind holding onto the melted icecream.

Komachi and Taishi hadn't gone too far, I was luckily enough to find them quictly sitting on a bench nearby. Komachi was leaning down to her knees, face in hand and most probably crying. Taishi was right besides her patting away at the girl' back.

Is best to leave them alone like this? I stopped for a minute thinking things over. Shaking my head, I summoned up all my courage and walked over.

"Komachi." I called out to her. She raised her head, and I could see the tears still flowing out without stop.

"Yumiko nee-san." Komachi cried out. "I did..something horrible again." Her voice was hoarse and dry, her words broken and crumbled.

Sitting down beside her, I placed her head in the protection of my arms, she was free to cry as much as she wanted, her face leaning more and more onto my chest. "It's fine. It's going to be alright." My words were soothing and soft, like a mother calming down a child. A similar scene came to mind but that didn't matter right now.

By the time she had stopped crying, I began fixing her soft cotton like hair that seems to be ruined because of her dishevelled state. "Feeling better now." I asked her, carefully observing her.

She didn't say anything and only slowly nodded her head. At least she gave a response. It was a start.

Fixing the last strand of her hair, I pulled back. "You really had me worried there for a second there. Taishi." I turned towards the young boy, "can you get Komachi a bottle of water."

"Y-yes." He answered and ran off quickly.

"Sorry Yumiko nee-san." Komachi choked on her words. "The way I spoke to you early, it wasn't nice."

Shaking my head, I began to pat her head, ruining the hair I spent time fixing. Her makeup is ruined to, will have to fix that up later too. "It's fine. I don't really mind." I too was suspecting your brother. I am equally guilty. Now I have to repay my husband. I could cry right now.

"I did it again. Just like last time. I said terrible things to my brother. Now he will hate me even more now. What do I do now, nee-san." Yumiko looked up with pleading eyes.

"There is no way your brother will ever hate his little sister." I gave her a warm smile to put her heart at ease. "So, trust me alright. He doesn't hate you no matter how much you yell at him. He is your big brother after all, it's his job to spoil you."

"Then what should I do? I don't want to go back to way the things were. I hate it."

"It doesn't have to. You just have to stand up to him and apologize." I know this is the last thing she wants to hear, but this is the truth. Since the first time the two siblings fought, they have been running away to the shadows and not facing their fears. Most true was in Komachi's case.

How long will she continue to run away from her problem.

"What, apologize?" Komachi watched me, a stunned expression across her face. You want me to apologize to my brother?" It seems she was having a hard time accepting these words. If she can't do it now when the new fight was still fresh. I doubt they will be able to reconcile anytime in the future.

"It takes years buildings a relationship." I told her as I stared at the crowd passing by us. "But it takes a second destroying all of it down." My eyes closed; different memories crossed over my mind. Most of them unpleasant. "But it takes courage to pick up all the pieces back up and start rebuilding again."

For me, this is Hachiman. Both of us collecting each other's broken pieces and putting them back together in a stronger foundation. They are some missing pieces here and there but it's a start. As long as we can keep trying. We can make something of it in the future.

"So, what will you do? I can't force you to apologize. You have to decide yourself if you want to do it or not. It will be meaningless otherwise." I turned back to Komachi, her face twisting and turning with her ever changing emotions. "Don't worry, I will stand with you no matter what happens. No matter how big and scary your big brother is, he can't take us on both."

"Yumiko nee-san." I don't know if what I said reached Komachi, but the little girl wiped her face with her sleeves, removing the tears marks away completely. Her face full of determination.

"Sorry, I am late. Took me a while to get this." Taishi returned with a heavy breath. He gave the water bottle he was carrying over to Komachi who drank it all down in seconds. "You must be really thirsty. I should have bought more." Taishi said in a panicked voice. "Give me a second. I will get more of them."

Before he could run away again, Komachi held onto his shirt stopping the boy in his tracks. "What, what's wrong Komachi?" The boy looked over his crush with full dread sinking in.

"It's nothing. I have to go find my brother." Brushing Taishi aside she stood up. Oh my, she looks like she is going to battle. Very well then, as promised I will assist her with all my might.

We found Hachiman not far off from where we were. He was standing under a tree with folded arms. Most probably watching us from a distance.

As we got closer, Komachi's pace started to get slower and slower until she completely stopped with clenched teeth and fist. The boost of energy she started of with all drained away. Well, no one said that it will be easy.

"I don't think I can move anymore." Komachi admitted, her eyes focused on her brother. "I don't think I can do it."

"You can do it. Wait here for a second. And Taishi, don't let her runaway." I ran over to Hachiman who was patiently waiting under the tree.

"What's going on?" He asked with raised eyebrow.

"No time, let's go." Pulling him along with me, I dragged him to where Komachi was standing and got him to stand in front of each other.

Komachi didn't even look at her brother's face and just kept staring down, while Hachiman just stood there with silence reigning over them. They are going to stand there all day, and nothing will change.

Getting behind Komachi, I grabbed her shoulders and leaned in close to her ears. "You can do it. Just believe in yourself." I know it's a bit cringe, but it was something she had to have faith in.

With my support behind her Komachi raised her head. Both of their eyes meet for a long time, none saying anything. Komachi's eyed shook under his brother's rock like gaze.

"Bi..big brother." Komachi finally let her words fall out. How much strength she had to muster to say them, only she can know. "Big brother, I am sorry." She practically shouted out the words. They were simple but held the weight of the pain she had to endure for months of separation from her big brother.

"I am sorry too Komachi. Please forgive this brother of yours for causing you so much pain." Hachiman replied back in earnest, a sad smile on his face.

That was all the words his little sister needed. Before anyone else knew it, tears again burst forward from raven-haired girls eyes as she found herself in the tight embrace of her older brother, finally united as long last. She cried more than pervious, letting the built-up pain out in one go.

Seeing them like this, I too felt like tearing up.

"Oh, here you go." Taishi passed me a handkerchief.

"Thanks." Such a gentleman, Hachiman could learn a thing or two from this boy. By the way, wouldn't this mess be completely avoidable if this puppy like boy kept his mouth shut. This is all his fault. I take it back; you are not a gentleman but a homewrecker. "What, why did you tear it up."

You better be grateful it's the handkerchief that I tore up and not you. Seriously, read the room next time. "Please don't look at me like that, it's scary." Taishi backed away from me. I will show you what's scary.

"Humph." With puffed cheeks, I turned away from the boy shaking with fear and continued to watch the two siblings hug each other. Well, it's good that they got to reconcile. Komachi even looks calmer now than before. She is even smiling. Everything turned out good in a way. Thank goodness.

When the two finally separated, I dragged them off to finish my icecream time that was interrupted. Komachi of course was offered a triple scoop for her hard work and totally didn't want to spoil her. Taishi didn't get any icecream as punishment. The poor boy was crying his eyes out. In the end, Komachi offered half of hers which was pretty sweet and she is totally spoiling him.

"Here." Hachi sat besides me, handing me a double chocolate scoop.

"Thanks." Taking the icecream off him with a smile, I noticed he didn't buy his own. "Not going to eat?" I asked taking a bite out of the icecream. Hum, heavenly. It tastes so sweet and bubbly.

He shook his head, his gaze falling on his sister and Taishi. "I already ate the melted one from before. I am content with just watching you guys eat."

"Because you don't like sweet things." I remembered how his face twisted up in a funny way when I fed him some icecream in that little café. I really should have taken a picture.

"Well that too." He let out a small chuckle. Leaning further besides me till our shoulders touched, a fresh smile brewed on his face. "Thanks by the way. What you did with Komachi."

"It was nothing." I said before taking a bite of my icecream which had begun to melt. Better finish it up quick. "You guys were just too stubborn to apologize really." All one really needs is one big push. Komachi needed one so I just provided some support. That's all.

"Perhaps. You can be stubborn to you know. More than most people." Hachiman shot back with a smug smirk.

Forgetting my icecream, I glared up at him. This guy, is he looking for a fight? I will have him know I can veto his rights to sleeping on the bed tonight. Guess he was right about buying a sofa for him to sleep on "But." He began leaning even closer till I could feel his breathe in my ear, it felt ticklish. "I really like that about you."

"Big brother please don't tease your wife in board day light." Komachi said with a disgusting look. You are one to talk, aren't you the same.

"Senpai's face is so red. Is she alright? Does she have a fever?" And you, for once please read the room. This is so embarrassing.

Hiding my face in my hands, I waited till my head cooled off. How come the guy who doesn't like sweet things talks in such a way. If he did these kinds of things in school, either he would be popular in school deadeyes or not. Or he would get a good slap across his face. I bet on the latter nine out of ten.

Maybe if his face wasn't so scary, it would work. But then I wouldn't have been married to him. Nevermind, I prefer my husband being scary over anything else.

"Come on, let's go." Hachiman grabbed my hand and started to drag me along with him. "Komachi and Taishi will leave us behind at this rate. They want to ride the roller coaster before the line starts building up."

Roller coaster huh. The last time I rode that was last year with my friends, Hachiman, his clubmates and that guy. It wasn't a very fun experience if you ask me. I don't know why people like to try out such a dangerous ride. It's beyond me.

The line for the ride was fairly long. Komachi and Taishi were already ahead of us and about to get their turn. Their moods overly excited. It took some time, but we also managed to get on in our seats. My head already starting to feel a bit dizzy before the ride even started.

"Are you alright? We can get off if you are not comfortable." Hachiman asked concerned, he was about to call the conductor, but I stopped him.

"It's fine. Just grab my hand and don't let go. Ever." It wasn't like I was afraid of the ride, but the experience was just unpleasant. Just as the ride started, I closed my eyes believing it would be over before I knew it. The presence of Hachiman sitting near me and the fact his hand held tightly onto mine gave me a sense of security and relief.

When I opened my eyes again, the ride had come to a stop, my gaze travelling to Hachi's hand offering me to get out of the coaster. Gladly taking his hand, I got myself off the death machine. Well, that was fun, but let's not do that again shall we.

But of course, Komachi and Taishi wanted to go try out more rides, my stomach sunk just by listening to them. What will happen when I actually sit in them. Luckily for me, Hachiman had my back. He told his sister and her little boyfriend that we will be sitting out the rides because he wasn't feeling well.

He is covering for me, that was nice of him. But I doubt the little sister bought it since she turned towards me with a knowing smirk. At least she had the decency not to say anything. We walked to a nearby bench waiting for the young couple to finish their rounds of trying different way of killing themselves.

"Should have told me you weren't comfortable with the rides." Hachiman passed me a water bottle we got on the way.

"It's not a big deal." I said before draining the bottle away.

"I don't remember this happening last year."

"Well. That's because you were busy with your clubmates. I was with my friends remember." I reminded him. Those were good times before everything became suddenly serious and went to hell.

"Oh, right. Sorry." He grabbed the now empty bottle and started to play with it. "Guess picking the amusement park was a bad choice. In more ways than one. Should have picked a different place." He was probably referring to the fallout with Komachi. Thankful, everything turned out fine on that front.

"Actually, no. It's not that bad." I corrected. Just the rides were unpleasant but other than that, everything else is fine. We even managed to spend time with Komachi and Taishi. Seriously, those kids have too much energy. "We can try out the other stuff. The rides aren't everything you know." So don't be so gloomy.

"Yeah. There is a small zoo attached to this park, let's go there later." Oh right, forgot there was also a zoo. Yes, visiting the zoo does sound nice, no death machine that make you want to throw up.

I was about to lean my head against my husband's shoulder but then I saw the figure of Komachi and Taishi walked towards us, so I decided against it. These kids always come at a bad time.

"What happened? Didn't you guys go off to enjoy the ride?" They came back fairly early, so I don't think so. What's going on with them and why is Komachi hiding behind Taishi.

"Komachi said it was boring without Yumiko-senpai, so we came back." Taishi translated in steads of Komachi, earning him a punch to the shoulder from the little sister.

"I didn't say that." Puffing her cheeks she hid behind her friend again, peeking at us over his shoulder.

I see, so she missed her big sister. I missed her too, but I would appreciate it if she came just a bit late. Just when I was about to get comfy with my husband.

"Then shall we go over to the stalls." Hachiman said as he got up, his hand already linked to mine grabbing me along.

We walked over to the different stalls set up, one of them even had some spicy food in them so we decided to check them out. The end result was clear as night and day. All of us except for my husband fell to our knees after eating it. Hachiman stood completely unaffected. Is he a monster or something? Well, he doesn't look human with that face of his.

"Since Mari likes spicy food, I also got used to it." He said wiping the plate clean. The satisfied smile on his face showed he clearly enjoyed it, even asking for more. He definitely isn't human. Water, I need water. My throat is burning.

"Don't be so overdramatic." Easy enough for you to say. "Come on, I will buy something sweet for you guys to eat." Oh, something sweet would be nice. Let's go.

"Hum. This is the best, right Komachi." A blissful smile seeped across my lips as I got a bite of the cotton candy. It's like I am walking on a cloud, so fluffy. I tried to offer half to Hachi, but he refused, not even looking at the thing. More for me then.

"Yep." Komachi also in a happy mood finished up her potion.

"So, what should we do next." Taishi asked, his eyes sparkling like twin stars.

"Haunted house. I want to go to the haunted house we saw on the way." Komachi suggested and it seems like everyone was on board on that one. To be honest, I don't find haunted houses that scary. After married to my husband I don't at least. Who needs to be scared of fake ghost when you have the real demon lord married to you.

The haunt house was typical and nothing to flashy. Komachi had glued her herself around Taishi's arm making the poor boy blush to no end while Hachi face was twitching horrifically, sending death glares towards his junior's back.

"This haunted house really feels real. I can almost feel like someone is trying to kill me." Taishi said in amazement.

"Just your imagination." I let out a weak laugh, squeezing my husband's arm trying to stop him from murdering Saki's brother. Endure with it Hachi, it will be over soon.

If Hachi's murderous aura wasn't bad enough, the fake ghost and grotesque monsters that came to scare us all started to screech fearfully when they saw the face of my husband. Their cries of the demon lord being resurrected could be hard throughout the building.

In the end, the haunted house had to be shut down and many of its employees had to leave to get therapy and Hachiman given a permanent ban from entering it again.

After today, I swore an oath never to set foot in a haunted house with my husband ever again.

I didn't know what to do as I glared up at my dead eyed husband, should I die of shame or bury myself under a rock. Either way, this was by far the most embarrassing thing I had to witness. Who even suggested we go to such a place in the first place?

"Now, now Yumiko nee-san, calm down. Let's just go back to the stalls, there were pretty cool games there that I want to try." You said the same about the haunted house, do you want us to get banned from there too? At this rate we will be kicked out of the amusement park.

As my cries fell on deaf ears, I was dragged around the park by my cute little sister-in-law and her puppy like friend until we reached the stall area again. This time we went to the section where various games were set up.

"Let's try this out first." Taishi pointed at the shooting stall. The brown-haired middle-aged man smiled as he saw us approach. Behind him, stuff toys of different shape and sizes were hanging around at the back against the wall. My eyes fixed on the giant dino. I think he will go nicely with my bear plushie.

"You want that." Hachiman asked, paying the owner of the stall. His eyes dead set on the dino plushie. Stop staring at the poor thing like this, you will scare it away. Wait, is that even possible.

"If you can." Yes, I really want that dino so please get it for me. I believe in you. I silently cheered for him.

"I doubt it. Big brother is seriously bad at these kinds of things." Komachi smirked with mischief. "I bet Taishi can hit the targets more than big brother."

What did you say? Are you picking a fight with me? How dare you look down on my husband. He will chew out your little puppy of a friend alive. "Hachiman." I turned towards my husband with death defining eyes. "Destroy him."

"Good luck, Aniki." Taishi said with a smile. "And please stop staring at me as if you are going to break my legs." No, breaking your legs will be too cruel, only one is enough.

With both Taishi and Hachiman in position, they started shooting at the targets. Don't hold back Hachi, show that puppy what you are made off. My husband being a vicious beast that he is, I expected an easy victory. How wrong I was, with each shoot, the horror kept on growing inside of me while Komachi little smirk kept growing even bigger. This isn't fair, why is Taishi this good at this game.

"Hehe. Taishi has 4 siblings, so he is used to playing these types of games for them. Big brother never stood a chance in the first place." She knew this would happen, that's why she was gloating earlier. She totally played me.

By the time the game ended, Hachiman was on his knees devastated by the loss.

"Here you go Komachi." Taishi smiling proudly, handed a giant octopus over to Komachi who hugged the plushie half her size with a brilliant smile.

"Thanks, Taishi. I knew you would win. You are the best." The praise made the boy blush, and it seems the two of them were in a world of their own. And stop bouncing the plushie in front of me, you made your point. We lost so don't rub it in.

"Here." Hachiman stood in front of me, a pair of keychains dangling in his hand. "This was all I managed to get; the owner was nice enough to throw in an extra." Hachi said in a defeated voice, his head turned away. "Sorry, I couldn't get the dino for you."

"No, it's fine." Reaching my hand out, I grabbed onto the cupcake keychain. It had a cute design and had a nice energy to it. I am fine with anything Hachi gives me, the dino would have been a bonus but this is fine too. My first present from my husband so I will cherish it.

"Then I will keep this." Hachiman clenched the other keychain. Careful, you will break it. Now that I think about it, aren't they couple keychains. The only difference between them is my cupcake is smiling while Hachiman's cupcake is angry. They are almost too prefect for us.

"So, what other games do we play." Taishi yelled, fresh out of his victory against his senior. He really was bursting with energy.

Does he really think he can win against us the second time? The first time we were caught off guard but now we know better so bring it on. Hachiman don't let your guard down; this kid is strong. Just keep a safe distance from him and watch for any slip up, then counterattack with full force. Follow these rules and it will be over before you know it.

Even after knowing who, or rather what we were up against, game after game, we were faced with one thing. Defeat. It was like a giant wall had suddenly towered around us, as far as the eye could see. There was no end in sight.

"What did I just face?" Hachiman lied flat on the floor, his mouth covered in foam, his cloudy eyes lost its light long ago. I too was on my knees, watching the two young teens holding onto their different prizes while grinning from one ear to the other.

I thought we knew what we were up against. I never realized before it was too late. This kid, he was a monster. Saying my final prayers, I too passed out on the cold floor, my last memory of my husband's soul leaving his body. Wait for me Hachi, take me with you.

"Come on Yumiko nee-san. Don't be so overdramatic. It's just a bunch of games, don't feel too bad." Easy for you to say you devil of a sister-in-law. Look at your brother, your little boyfriend broke his spirit into a million pieces.

"Then shall we go play another game." Komachi said with a toothy grin. Please no, anything but that. I beg off you. Nooooooooooooooooo.

Only my screams were heard as I was dragged away against my will along with the corpse of my husband to another stall where we were beaten to a pulp again without mercy.

"Well, this was fun well it lasted. Winning made me super hungry so let's go eat."

Having already blacked out since the last game we got destroyed in. We found ourselves in an open-door café, where we were forced to pay for everything that the young teens demanded off us. Since we lost so bad that it wasn't even funny my sister-in-law reasoned. I could only grunt my teeth in frustration as I held my anger in check.

Next time brats. We will bury you next time. I swore under my breathe and sipped on my cool iced tea to calm my nerves. I glanced over to Hachi enjoying his cold and bitter coffee. His eyes following his sister and friend having a merry time without a care. His lips were curved upwards in a satisfied smile.

It was nice and pleasant experience. Our first date started off kind of rocky, but it turned out alright. Better even if you ask me. I wish things would continue on like this.

"Yumiko nee-san, you want to try the desert we saw on the way here. I bet they taste heavenly. I want to try them at least once."

"You mean that old lady's stall?" Those pastries and cupcakes did look good, and I was also curious about how they will taste. But since we were busy playing games, we glossed over it. I want to go back and try them now. I know I shouldn't be eating too many sweets, but I can't help myself, they are my weakness. "Let's go then." I yelled with fist pumped, promising myself I will start my diet tomorrow onwards.

Komachi grabbed my arm and we set off with the boys lazily following behind us. Hachi doesn't like sweet things and Taishi said he was already full, so they weren't overly enthusiastic about it.

The sweets and pastries were small, but they were really delicious. Komachi and I picked out different flavors to try and we were not disappointed. We were having a good time stuffing ourselves with sweets when the one of the pastries slipped out of Komachi's hand and fell directly on her cloths. The trail of cream and frost imprinting themselves on the surface of her blue dress.

"Oh no, we have to wash it off before it leaves a mark." Leaving the boys behind, I dragged Komachi off to the restroom. Luckily, it was nearby so we didn't have to go too far off.

Even after washing it off, it still managed to leave a stain behind. "You will have to wash it off properly at home."

"Yeah, at least its not that noticeable. It can get me by today." Well, the day was half over so it was fine, I guess. Good thing something like this didn't happen at the start, it would be a disaster otherwise.

"Let's go back. The boys are waiting."

"Thanks Yumiko nee-san. Sorry about pulling you away from my brother." Komachi apologized as we left the bathroom.

"It's fine. It's more fun with more people."

"But wasn't this your first date? I feel bad for intruding it in." Didn't we intrude in your date though?

"I really don't mind. Doing this double date thing is also enjoyable, don't you agree."

"I can't say it's not." She made a clumsy smile and looked the other way, her cheeks dyed red. I couldn't help but smile along with her.

Just as both of us we lost in our own world, Komachi didn't notice and accidently dumped into someone, it was a small collusion but because Komachi was much lighter than the person she dumped into, she staggered a little and gave a quick apology.

"Watch where you are going." The man yelled crudely, not even caring the other person was a girl. Komachi flustered at the reproach, apologized again but with a bow this time. This however didn't satisfy the man or his companion, both of them looking down at us with distasteful eyes.

"Let's go Komachi." I bluntly said as I grabbed onto Komachi's wrist not caring if it was forceful or not. The only focus right now was to get away from here. But my attempts were abruptly stopped when the second guy who was more physically imposing stepped in front of me blocking my path.

"Where do you think you are going; you need to compensate for hitting me. How about spending time with us, it will be fun I promise" The first guy gleefully asked, a disgusting smile creeping across his face. It made chill run down my spine, and I instinctively pulled Komachi behind my back, shielding her from their evil gaze. There was no way I would let her be subjected to this awful experience.

"She already apologized alright. Now get out of the way." I demanded, teeth clenched, shooting both men with the most vicious glare I could muster. I had prayed that putting up a strong front might deter them. It worked most of the time, especially against the boys at school.

The little hope I held was scattered when the larger guy grabbed onto my free arm, his body towering over me like a dark shadow ready to swallow me whole. His smile made my legs weak and shake in fear. It took all I had to keep myself standing, I couldn't show them that I was afraid of them. I had to be strong, for Komachi's sake.

I tried to pull away, but he held a strong grip on my arm, the man enjoying every second as I struggled to release myself from him. "Let go of me before I scream." A threat that I was fully prepared to use.

"Oh." The man not at all effected just smirked in reply, pressing down hard around my arm, twisting and turning it painfully. My face crumpled up as pain spread through my body like a hurricane. I tried to scream, to call out for help but my body was suddenly yanked away like a weightless doll.

"Yumiko nee-san." Komachi cried out from behind me, I tried to turn back to see if she was safe, but the larger guy held me without allowing me any freedom to move.

"Come on now, don't be shy." The thinner man laughed from behind me followed by a scream from Komachi. Dread seeped into my body taking root as I found myself helpless in this situation. My body powerless against the man holding me captive, my body too stunned to cry out for help.

"Come on, let's go." They started to drag us against our will

Where were they taking us and why wasn't anyone doing anything about it? I tried to pull out, but it was off no use, he was just too strong for me. At this rate we will be dragged off wherever they pleased. In one final act of desperation, I kicked at the man's knee catching him off guard and temporarily loosing his grip on me.

I quickly turned towards Komachi, the thinner man holding the girl looked at me with annoyance. "Can't you handle one girl?" He spat at his comrade.

The bigger guy clicked his tongue and quickly moved his large hand to grab my arm again. My body was frozen in spot, to afraid to move as the man with cold eyes hovered for me. It was then my eyes grew wide. A giant figure loomed over the man.

A figure akin to a dark demonic animal eyeing it's prey with blood red eyes. Ready to devour anything and everything in its path. My body grew stiff at such a sight, the man in front of me completely clueless who or rather what was standing behind him.

"She suddenly became quiet all of a sudden." The larger man smiled.

"You idiot, behind you." His companion cried out, but it was too late.

It happened so fast that I barely even registered what had happened right in front of me. The large man was on the ground, his face firmly pasted against the pavement, his arm which he had used to grab me was being held by the dark figure who looked more like a beast at this point. A terrifying snap popped out followed by a cry so loud that it made me cover my mouth in horror.

"What, what are you?" The thin man had already released Komachi and stood there in fright, watching what was being done to his friend. A luxury he enjoyed for a short while, as the beast had already switched to his new target. Before the thin man even knew it, his face too was meeting the floor with the foot of the beast on top of his head.

It was a gruesome affair, one that left me stunned and in a state of shock. "Hikio." My husband's old pet name unconsciousnessly leaked out. My voice was small and weak so I wasn't sure he even heard me. But his face turned towards me after I called out to him.

"Yumiko." In just two long steps, my husband's tall figure stood over me like a nightmarish fortress, his dark eyes were soulless with a hint of murderous intent still leaking out of them. He had his arms on the side of my shoulders, keeping me from collapsing on the spot. "I am sorry, I should have come sooner."

"Hikio." I cried out his name again, a sole tear running down my cheeks. Even though he was beyond scary right now, even though I couldn't look at him in the face right now. I could only feel relief now that he stood in front holding me in his arms. Now that he was here, I no longer needed to act tough. "You are late dummy; I was so scared." A muffled voice came out as I rubbed my face against his shirt.

"I am sorry." He tightened his arms around me, digging me even deeper in his embrace. A second figure joined in, a smaller figure with a refreshing scent. Komachi just like me was being hugged back by his brother. "I sorry Komachi."

The hustle and bustle grew louder around us. Taishi had brought in the park guards, escorting the two men groaning in pain away. An official had also come out and briefly questioned me about the incident. I told him what occurred, afterwards spirited Hachiman away to the side talking to him.

"Big brother is still angry." Komachi whispered to me, her small hands holding onto the water bottle provided by the park official. Taishi was standing near us like a guard dog, ready to bite anyone who dared to come close. His cute puppy like features transformed into a vicious attack dog.

Being angry was an underestimate. Even after beating those two guys down so mercilessly, when he saw the red grip marks on my arm. He shot the guy a glare so terrifying that it would make hell freeze over.

I was afraid he might walk over to the guy and break just more than his arm. Fearing for the worse, I held his arm. Telling him I was fine. He didn't look content with that but remained in place, letting the authorities handle it.

When everything was done, Hachiman walked over to us. His worried gaze switching between me and his sister. "Let's go somewhere else." He simply said gently grabbing my hand. His touch softer than before, afraid he might hurt me if he used anymore strength.

Taishi held onto Komachi, pulling her along with us as we made our way around the park to a small open café. Strawberry and chocolate placed in front of me and Komachi respectively, different cakes and desserts spread across the table.

It was like they wanted us to eat our worries away. Not that I was complaining, the cake had melted in my mouth as soon as I took a small bite of it. The heavenly taste brought sweetness in my body and calm to my mind. I took wanted to forget what happened earlier. Unpleasant experience no one had to go through.

My gaze shifted to Komachi, she too was greatly shaken up from the incident and now was slowly nibbling away at the sweets under the watchful eyes of Taishi.

"Tell me if you two want to eat more." It was like asking if I want to turn into Pengin with the amount of food I was consuming. I know he is helping me cheer up but at this rate I will turn into a hippo, and no one wants to see a hippo Yumiko. I cringe at the thought. I will definitely need to go on a diet tomorrow, I vowed again.

But, for now let's eat till my heart's content.

After we were done eating, Hachi asked us what we wanted to do. "The manager gave us a special pass, so we are free to use it for anything." Apparently half of the café bill was discounted because of the pass. As for the rides, they were free.

Truth be told, I didn't real feel about wandering around the park anymore. Rather I had my fill of it. I bet Komachi felt the same way. Her face became a little stiff when Taishi asked her where she wants to go.

"I think we should call it a day." Komachi said in a low voice, her head hung down. "Sorry for ruining the mood."

"No, it's not your fault." Taishi furiously shook his head. "How about we go to the ferries wheel before we go back. You wanted to ride it at the end didn't you."

"Yeah, but." Komachi looks over to me, as if asking me what should we do.

"Sounds like a good idea." Might be a good distraction in a way.

Before I could even get up, Hachi already had caught my hands, not letting go. He has been clinging onto me since the incident, his eyes glued to the red marks on my pale arms. "I am fine." I told him, his frown deepening in response. No matter how much I told him I was alright, he continued to glare, the people around us avoiding us because of him.

It made me happy he was worried about me, it almost made me forget the stringing pain emitting from my arm. How relieved I was when I saw Hachi's figure suddenly emerged out of nowhere. What happened after was nothing short of a horror show but it ended quickly in a blink of an eye.

We were walking behind the young couple. Taishi too held Komachi's hand tightly in his own. Just like my husband, he was also frowning and glaring but his expression would change when he would turn to Komachi, giving her a warm and carefree smile that would melt anyone's heart.

He really cared for the raven-haired girl. The fact that he stood besides her in her darkest hour was evident of that. It made me angry that those two men had ruined a perfectly good date between these two because of there crude behavior.

Not just that, they ruined my date too.

The Ferris Wheel line wasn't big so we would be able to get our turn after the current ride ended.

"Are you going to leave right after?" Hachiman asked the young couple.

"Komachi wants to go home after so yeah. Besides we had fun so let's end this on a good note." Taishi answered in Komachi's stand. The raven-haired girl hiding behind her friend, glimpsing between us and the floor beneath.

"In that case, you guys can go ahead." Hachiman said. Everyone turning towards him in confusion. "I want to go to the zoo with Yumiko. If that is alright?" He turned towards me, waiting for my answer.

"I-I don't mind." It was true that I didn't wanted to roam around the park much but I was curious about the zoo from the beginning. The incident temporarily made me forget about it, or rather ruined the mood completely.

"Then take care you two." Hachiman turned to the young couple, his face showing a tenderness that I had only seen after our marriage. Komachi stared back, her big onyx eyes meeting her brother's dark piercing ones. A hand reached out to Komachi, her brother's hand softly brushing against the raven-colored hair. "I will see you at home Komachi." He then turned towards Taishi, "get her home safely alright. I am counting on you."

"You too big brother. Good luck with your date." Komachi wished her brother before turning around to hide the red blush making its way across her smooth cheeks. Both of them started to walk away, boarding one of the many Ferris wheel carriages.

"Is your sister going to be alright?" I asked a little worried. We were already on our way towards the zoo section of the park. Hachiman led the way; apparently, he had memorized the map of the entire area.

"She is tough so don't worry. Besides, Taishi is with her and he is capable enough." You mean capable enough to grievous injury someone? That's the feeling I got when Taishi stared at the two men getting dragged away by the authorities. I just hope that cute boy isn't a barbarian like my husband.

Hachi did save us so I should be grateful.

"Thanks for saving us back then." Who knows what would happen if he was even a bit late? Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine.

"I should have come sooner. Sorry you had to go through it." His grip tightened as he apologized. It didn't hurt, not the way the man had grabbed me. It was comforting and I felt safe in his hold. I squeezed back and leaned closer, fully enjoying the warmth of my husband.

We stayed like this as we made our way around the zoo. It was a small attraction, not as big as the other zoos I had visited with my friends over the years. But it was still a refreshing experience. It was the first time I came to the zoo with my husband after all.

We went over to the lions and tigers area first, the furious staring contest between them and my husband was something to watch. People had gathered around eagerly waiting for the winner to be announced, the children obviously cheering for the cute animals. In the end, the lions were the ones to turn tails and fled.

Not even the king of the animals were a match for my husband's demonic glare. I could only giggle at the outcome earning myself a questionable look from him. The people had dispersed, disappointment reigning over them.

Next was the penguins, lazing around in their cooler cage. One in particular was extra fat, like he was stealing the food from the rest of his kind. Kind of reminds me of Hachi's fat friend. Guess I wasn't wrong about naming him Pengin after all. I wonder how would a roasted Pengin even taste like. Garbage, I am sure.

"What?" I asked Hachi who continued to stare down at me with raised eyebrows.

"Why do I feel like you are thinking something evil." I cringed back at his remark. I can't believe he thinks I have some vicious intent. Getting rid of that walking sack of potatoes is for the good of world peace.

"Just your imagination. Come on, let's go see other animals." Grabbing hold of Hachi's arm. I dragged him around to see different animals.

After the penguin area, we went to see the monkeys. They were mischievous little things and were quick to get on my nerves. It was like seeing a bunch of Mari jumping around. I felt like throwing up just by imagining it. The elephants were far more fun to watch, all the children cried out in joy when they blew their trunk.

Next, we went over to the giraffe, they were busy eating their meals not even paying attention to the people around them.

"Excuse me." Hachiman stopped two girls walking nearby. Both of them flinched back when they saw my husband approaching them. Probably thought he was going to mug them. "Can you take a picture of me and my wife." Hachiman held his phone with a warm smile. Hey, don't show that smile to other girls. What will you do if they fall for you?

"Su-sure." The girl, green haired took the phone with shaking hands. She positioned the phone as Hachiman brought his arm around my shoulder, a sweet smile on his face. "Ready?" The girl asked just as I leaned against my husband. With a snap of the camera the picture was taken, and the girl handed the phone back.

"Thanks."

"No problem." She returned a nervous smile back to Hachi. Her green eyes shifting to me, the blood draining from her face. "Guess I should go now. Bye." The girl grabbed her friend and both quickly fled the scene, whispering about the wife being scarier than the husband.

"What are you laughing at?" I glared up at my husband, hands on my hips.

"Nothing." He stopped his chuckling and grabbed my hand, a big grin across his stupidly scary yet handsome face. Just as I suspected. I had to keep my eye on this playboy of a husband, who knows when he will be flirting with a girl. "Now, stop frowning and let go."

"I am not frowning." I yelled as I was dragged away by this dead eyed playboy.

"Do you think that bear is staring at only me?" Hachi questioned as he too focused on the black bear in the cage.

"Maybe he feels a connection." Both Hachiman and his father are pretty much bears in human cloths. "Maybe he is your long lost cousin."

"Funny." Hachi frowned, his eyes locked with the bear. That wasn't a joke by the way. I wanted to tell him that but I think he might get upset. "Let's get something to eat. I am hungry." Just as we were about to leave, the bear seemingly waved at us. Oh my, how cute. Waving back, I walked away with Hachiman, making our way to a restaurant.

I wasn't particularly hungry, not after I had stuffed myself with all manners of sweets and cakes. I am definitely going to become fat at this rate.

The fast food restaurant was crowded with barely any place to sit, lucky we were able to find a place on the first floor. I sat down quietly while Hachiman went to the main counter to get our order. We decided on a small pizza, and some fries. I told him to get me a mango milkshake for me while he thought about trying something else besides coffee. I wonder what is he gonna pick.

I was surprised when he brought in a banana and date shake.

"Don't you dislike sweet things?" I asked taking a quick bite of the fries.

"Well not all sweet things. I tried this once or twice with Kei so it's not that bad Do you want to try."

I was left stunned by his suggestion. He does realize he just took a sip and now he wants me to do the same. From the same straw? Is he out of his mind, has he no shame? And wipe that stupid grin of your face.

This reminds me of when we fed icecream to each other. If that wasn't bad enough now he wants me to actually drink from his cup. I could just feel the steam coming out of my head. "If you don't want to." He pulled back the cup.

"I will try it." What no? Why did I say that? No, I take back what I said, you heard nothing and you saw nothing. But it was too late, Hachi already held the cup directly in front of me. Let's just get this over with. Even if it's a stupid indirect kiss.

Why am I even worried about such a thing, what am I? A middle school student? I am a highschool student for goodness sake, well into my senior year. Why on earth would I be nervous about something like this.

"Please close your eyes for a moment." I asked with a shaky voice.

"What?"

"Just do it." I growled back and that was enough for Hachi to do as he was told. Taking a deep breathe, I summoned all the courage I could muster. Leaning forward, I took a sip from the cup and instantly a sweet flavor invaded my mouth. Backing away, I savored the taste.

"So, how was it?" Hachiman asked with his eyes open. I frowned, even though I told him to close his eyes, he was totally peeking this whole time.

"It was good." I picked up my own shake and hovered it to my now confused Hachiman. "Your turn." It was only far he receives the same treatment as me, even if it was super embarrassing.

"You know that mango is sweet right." Hachiman looked down at the cup filled with golden liquid with a nervous smile.

"Yes, so was your shake and you had no problem drinking that, did you." Whatever excuse he had planned on making. I am hearing none of it. Besides, I think it's less about sweets and spicy food and more able Hachiman being a picky eater. He is seriously such a kid. "Now drink up. My hands are getting tired."

"Fine." Hachi slightly leaned forward and took a sip. His face twisting as he drank down the liquid. It's really funny everytime does that. I can't get enough of his reaction. Now onto the next problem, just how do I finish this shake without losing half my mind over it. So much for revenge, I dug my own grave here.

Whatever, temporarily killing my own embarrassment, I drank the mango shake down in my gulp. There, now I don't have to worry about it. That's what I thought, how wrong I was. The next thing I knew was I was eating the fries straight out of Hachi's hand.

How did things come to this?

"Enough. My turn."

"What, but I am enjoying this." Hachiman dropped the fries in disappointment.

"Just shut up and deal with it." Hachiman ate the fries right out of my hand with a frown. "See, it's not that bad." I giggled. "Here have some more."

"I think we will need more fries at this rate." Hachiman grumbles chewing on some fries.

"Well, I am already full, so you have to finish up this pizza by yourself."

"You sure? Just have a slice, it's a small piece anyways." He didn't even wait for me to reply and just placed a small slice on my plate.

"It's super spicy though." I said with teary eyes while I took a bite.

"That's the best part." Hachiman laughed, a little too loudly. It made me forget about the pizza and I ate it before I even knew it. He really looks the best when he is smiling and laughing, not that I hate the scary side too. That's his default mode after all and makes him who he is.

"So, I was thinking aft-"

"Yumi-ko?" A soft voice whispered from besides her. My eyes shifting from my husband to the figure who stood besides our table. The first thing my eyes locked onto was the silky peached coloured hair, neatly tied up in a bun. Her bright red eyes staring down at me.

I almost forgot to breathe as I stared up at her. Her gaze slowly switched over to Hachiman, her pupils shaking, body stiff.

"Yui." Her name leaked out; I was surprised that I was even able to utter a word. "What are you doing here?"

Here? Of all places, why was she here? I wasn't ready for this yet. I wasn't ready to talk to her yet. What should I do?

"I was here with Tobe and Hina. I wanted to invite you too, but you were busy with your family, so I didn't." Her nervous eyes shifted between me and my husband. He too was looking up at his former clubmate, opting to say silent.

I would have appreciated it if he backed me up here, but it seems like I was on my own. Besides, I don't think he wants to talk to her, Hachiman has already gotten back to his default glare setting. This is bad though; she is looking at us like we were trying to cheat on her, I am the wife here though.

"Yeah, sorry. I should have contacted you sooner." I rather we met later, much later. And not just jump on me like this. I don't know how I can even deal with her now.

"I don't think that's the problem here right now." Yui said in a dry voice. Her attention moved over to the raven-haired teen. "What are you doing here, with him?"

"I-I." I struggled to say but stopped when I saw two more figures approaching.

"Miura, fancy seeing you here. Oh, Hikigaya too." Tobe crazy grin was quick to disappear after seeing Hachiman. Besides him stood Hina, her eyes behind the glasses dashed from me to Hachiman and back.

"What's going on?" Yui said again, confusion twisting her cute face.

Taking a deep breathe, I braced myself for what was about to come. Hachiman immediately bailed; I mean kind enough to give us the table. Both he and Tobe walked over to another table with the pizza. He seriously cares more about the pizza than me? Please come back, I don't need a simple pat on the shoulder, I need actual help.

"So, nice outfit Yui, you look really cute in it. Which shop did you buy it from?" I started with small talk because my mind was completely blank. But all the response I got was a pair of dead stares. This is going to be tough.

"So, Yumiko. I didn't expect you be out with Hikigaya. Did you run into him or….." Hina trailed off. Her eyes focused more my husband than me.

"Well." I started, swallowing hard. "We were out here on a date?" There I said it. Loud and clear, almost too clear if you ask me. Both of them just sat there with stunned faces.

"Date? You are joking right?" Yui was the first to speak out. Her crimson eyes cold and distant. She looked kind of scary of you ask me, it was the first time I was seeing such an expression on her face.

I clenched my hands, my fist trembling with force. This was why I didn't want to face Yui right now, I was just too afraid to tell her about my new relationship with Hachiman. I didn't know how she will even take the news in the first place. I had hoped to bring Yukino along to confront Yui. But it seems that plan was in the gutter now.

I was stuck facing my best friend alone. With nothing left, all I could do now was tackle this problem head on. I shook my head and stared down Yui with a determined glare, even though underneath my legs were shaking. "I am not joking. Hachiman and I are on a date."

Again, they stared in silence, their mouth hung up. Confusion, fear and anger all mixing.

"So. You are dating the guy who you were actively trying to avoid since the end of last year and even said you wanted nothing to do with him." Hina said sarcastically, her big eyes bearing down on me, studying me deeply. Hina didn't show much emotions but this time she looked bewildered, like she couldn't believe what she was hearing.

I had expected Yui to be sneaking glances over to Hachiman but she didn't. Her sole focus was on me, her face like stone completely unreadable. I wish she showed some kind of response. To think Yui who was the most expressive person I knew would become this stoic. It was plain scary.

It was like the time when Yui started hanging out with Yukino. I got jealous off the fact that Yui would rather spend time with Yukino than me and I leashed out at her making the poor girl shake in her boots and lose her voice. Now the reverse is true for me.

Like taking ones own medicine. An extremely bitter one, stuck in my throat suffocating me.

"I know, I said that but things are different now. I-I am."

"Different?" Hina scoffs, cutting me off. "You do realize how that guy hurt everyone. How he hurt your friends. How he hurt you. How can you forget that?" The memories of that night came flooding in. Yui's eyes were shaking too, most likely remembering when everything broke apart.

"I know." Believe me, I still remember how just by one word I was shaken to my core. But it was nothing compared to the pain Yui had to go through. She was belittled, degraded and torn down until nothing was left of her. But. "But it's not like that anymore."

I know what he did that night was wrong but there was a reason. Yukino already gave me an explanation of it.

Besides, Hachiman was different, he isn't like what we made him out to be. He may be twisted but he is also lonely, lost and confused. After that night, he was left alone to fend for himself. If it wasn't for his new friends, he would have been worse off.

Standing beside him in these few days, holding his warm hand, I felt his tense ease, the heavy weight he carried becoming less burdensome. He could finally relax and breathe.

"I actually can't believe this." Hina threw her arms up in the air, her back pressing into her seat. "You and Hikigaya dating? Like, what happened?" Around others she was a goofy and cute person who liked to fantasize about the weird things. Better I knew better, she was a stoic person under her social mask. Sometimes she was even scary.

For her to be anger and irritated like this. This was a first. "What happened to you and Hayato? I thought you loved him. That's all you thought about." Hina said in a softer voice.

"Like I said, it's not like that anymore. Hayama and Yukinoshita are engage." I said with a lowered gaze, not knowing what expressions they were making. Only the silence acted as my guide to judge what they might be thinking.

A pair of hands, smaller and softer than my own grabbed onto me. Looking up I saw Yui leaning across the table with a devastated look. The coldness in her eyes was gone, replaced with warmth and sadness.

"Yumiko." She choked out. "I am sorry, I didn't know they… Yukino never told me about it." And for a good reason she didn't. If it was up to them, especially that blonde. He would have kept egging me on as pre our usual routine and I would be none the wiser. Didn't want to ruin the mood of the group he said. That's all he ever cared about.

"Is that why you are with Hikigaya?" Hina paused, her mouth hung up still processing the new information. "You want to get back at them?"

Furiously shaking my head, I let my hands escape from Yui's grasp as I leaned against my chair. My eyes were fixed with theirs. "It's not what you are thinking." Their engagement might have been a trigger for us to get together, but that wasn't our goal. Taking a sharp breath, I gathered all the courage I could manage. Well here goes nothing. "The reason I am out on a date with him is because we are married now."

After I was finally able to say my piece, I could let my shoulders fall and relax a little. My tight chest slowly easing up. It was like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders. I wish that was the end of it, but it was only a wish. Reality was far crueler than that.

"What? Marriage?" Hina at a loss for words stared back at me with wide eyes. Her mouth opening and then closing again as confusion continued to overwhelm her.

"What do you mean marriage, Yumiko." It was Yui, her voice cracking and eyes blinking to regain focus. I expected her to react more aggressively, kind of like Yukino after the news of my marriage was broken. But that wasn't the case here, maybe she is just shocked about it to be really angry.

"Like husband and wife. A legal couple." Not much I could say really. I just sat there and let the information sink into them. I gave a quick glance over to my husband, his watchful eyes were on me, ignoring the orange haired boy who kept moving his mouth without stop.

By the time I moved my attention back to my friends, I found out that Yui had moved her chair closer to mine. Her hands quick to grab mine and holding them there. "Yumiko." Her voice stained and heavy. "Are you really married to him?"

"I am." I tried to pull away, feeling a bit pressured but I soon found out that I couldn't. When did she become this strong?

"He didn't force you to do it right? Did he do something to you?" Don't you think Hachi would be hurt if he heard you right now. He isn't a brute you know. Well maybe, just a little. But that's besides the point.

"No, of course not. It was our mutual decision." With a slow push from our parents of course. They are the real culprit behind all this. Not that I am complaining.

"Then, you weren't against it?" Surprised riddled her shaky red eyes, her grip tightening around my hands. It wasn't enough to hurt me, but it still felt overwhelming to the point I couldn't move. Yui presence standing over me like a mountain.

"I was, at the start." I bite my inner lips thinking about how unmature I was at the hotel and how I hesitated to fill the marriage papers. I couldn't help it; anyone would react like that if something similar spring up out of nowhere and without warning.

"Then he did force you?" My friend's voice grew more concerned, her eyes dashing across the restaurant to look for my husband.

"You got it wrong." I said forcing her to shift her attention back to me. "Both of us made our decisions. Hachi and I are trying our best to make it work." I had to derail my eyes away from Yui's. The moment I said my husband nickname, her crimson red grew twice as big in surprise and shock.

As I thought, she still likes him.

I bit my lips again, my own hands latching onto my friends. "And. And I am happy right now. I am happy with him. I am sorry, I know you like him and all, so I didn't want you to find out this way." My voice cracked and it was becoming hard to breath again.

A cool liquid ran down my cheeks but before I could wipe it away, my body was suddenly bound in a tight embrace. It was warm and I wanted nothing but to move closer to the source, but my body refused to move. It was stuck in a state of shock, failing to understand what was doing on. "Yui, you are not angry with me?" I asked in a dazed.

Yui shook her head, her arms wiping themselves tightly around me. "Why would I be angry with you. If you are happy then that's enough for me."

"But.. didn't you love him?" A muffled voice came out, my face buried on the shoulders of my friend. "I was so worried how you will react. I didn't know what to do."

Yui's gentle hand brushed against my back, soothing me as I cried. "I don't love him anymore." Yui's said in a cold voice. If it wasn't for the warmth of her body and the delicate touch, I would have moved away. "My love for him ended a long time ago."

Her hand stopped as she moved away from me, a warm smile spread across her face. "So, you are free to love him all you want." Her smile turned into a big grin, her white teeth shining brightly. The air around her change, back to her usual bubbly and cheerful self.

I was as a lose for words so the only thing I could do was reach out and embrace her in a tight hug all the while calling out to her. It was like all the tension and anxiety in my body had melted away in an instance. Yui hugged me back to return my feelings, rubbing my back again and saying calming words.

"Thank you, Yui." I said wiping away the tears using the napkin Yui gave to me. I didn't expect such support from her. Not like this at least. I was really afraid she might get angry at me, to leash out. But in turn she was the one to comfort me. Telling me it was fine to be happy.

"Are you really not upset with me?" I asked, a cloud of denial hanging over my head.

In response I received her bubbly and carefree smile. One that would make anyone worries melt away. "All that matters right now whether you are happy or not." She grabbed my hands and leaned closer. "You are happy right, with him."

"I am." Even though I stated this before, saying it again was embarrassing. It was worse with Yui being the one asking me that. It felt like I was being interrogated.

"Then you love him right? You guys looked like you were having a good time." Wait, how much did she see. Did she see her feeding fries to each other? My cheeks heated up at the thought.

"Well, you could say that." Even though I didn't want to say out loud, under the intense stare of my two friends. I just cracked under the pressure. The air around us was cool because of the air conditioning but despite that my face was burning up.

"Oh, that's an unexpected, cute side to our Yumiko." Hina with a mischievous smile. "To think you would be charmed by that beast of a man. Tell me how far have you gotten. You are a married couple after all."

"Excuse me." I stared back at Hina with a dumb founded face, my mind already numb from the excess heat.

"It's not nice to tease her right now." Yui scolded Hina. "Though, now that you mention it. I am also curious about it." Please don't be curious, I wanted to cry out but the words died in my throat.

"Nothing much." I avoided their gazes, my eyes lingering towards my husband. "Just a bit of hand holding." I admitted in a small voice. "That's all." The rest Hachi does on his own and they don't need to know that.

"Oh my, I wish I would see this side of Yumiko more often. She looks cute and innocent. Much better than when she is angry. Wait, I can use this for research." Hina was quick to take out her phone and started typing away as if possessed.

She better not be doing something weird. But knowing her, I wouldn't put it past her.

"I guess he is treating to well then." Yui said in a soft voice. Her eyes were slightly down, lost in thought. Was she thinking about her past relationship with Hachi? She has yearned for him since she saved his dog, and then grew further attached by spending time together in their club.

Even if she says she doesn't love him anymore, I doubt that is true. Some part of her still remembers him by. Just like how I can't complete remove that blonde from my mind. He will always be there even in the smallest of form.

'That's good." Yui's cheerful voice returned, her eyes and lip smiling. "I am glad that that you found someone you can be happy with." The smile of hers was quick to disappear, replaced with one of sadness and regret. "I am sorry about Hayato. I should have spoken about it sooner; I knew he wasn't serious about you but kept my mouth shut. I just didn't have the heart to tell you because you liked him so much."

"It's alright. I am the only one to blame for it. For chasing after him to aimlessly." My own words stung in my heart. All the times I thought about or acted for the sake of that blonde. It tasted bitter in my mouth.

Yui shook her head, pain dominating her features. "No, it's not. I was your friend and yet I didn't do anything for you. I am sorry."

"It's fine. It's all in the past. Like I said, I am happy now." Yes, it doesn't matter. The past can go to hell for all I care. Right now, I just want to focus on the future with Hachi. That's all I care about right now.

It's a good thing Yui accepted the relationship between me and Hachiman. I don't know what would have happened otherwise. Fighting with my friend was the last thing I wanted to happen. I didn't want to break of things with her because of this.

"Should we go? I think Tobe is crying for help." Hina whispered. All of us watched the table where my husband sat with one hand grabbing the collar of Tobe's shirt, the latter begging for mercy.

Hachi, can you please not kill him. This is a public place and kids are watching.

"He will be fine." Yui heeded no mind to the orange haired boy and left him at the mercy of my husband. "But I guess you are right, we should go. We are probably getting in the way of their little date." Yui said with a teasing smirk.

"It's fine." I was just glad I had gotten this over with. All the anxiety I was feeling about confronting Yui was all gone now. I could finally relax knowing that.

We got up from our sits, ready to go over to the boys table. But before they went Yui turned around and hugged me one last time, her hug tighter than before as if she was afraid, I would disappear. "Yumiko, whatever happens just know I will always be there for you."

"Thanks Yui. Thank you so much." I smiled, hugging my dear friend back with all my might.

"Can I talk to Hikigaya privately for a moment?" Yui said as we separated. She was still smiling at me so I didn't know what she was thinking.

"If you want to." Was all I could manage.

"Thanks, it won't be long." Just as she left, my eyes followed Yui's back as she stood in front of my husband and Tobe. Tobe was first to leave, relief spreading across his face and body. He was all to eager to escape from Hachi's wrath.

"Yumiko. Hikitani is one scary guy. How can you even marry someone like that? Oh sorry, I didn't mean that so stop staring at me like that, it's super scary. You two really do suit each other." If that's how he was talking with Hachiman, I would have to give my husband some credit for holding back from killing this loudmouth.

Tobe was probably the only one who kept his attitude the same towards my husband even after that disastrous night. The only one willing to defend him much to the displeasure of everyone in the group. It was like he knew something we didn't.

By the way, what the hell is Hikitani, Hikio is far cuter nickname than that. Gotta to give my second-year self some credit for coming up with that nickname, it's totally cute.

My eyes wandered back to my husband and Yui standing together. Yui looking like a small child compared to Hachi's giant body. I wonder what they were talking about. From here I couldn't hear anything. Hachiman's expression was stoic as ever while Yui's back was towards me.

But whatever it was, as promised it was short and Yui was back with a sweet smile on her face.

"Let's go." She happily announced and turned towards me, grabbing my hand. "Take care Yumiko."

"You too Yui." I returned the gesture, squeezing her hand and returning the smile. "You guys take care too." I turned towards Hina and Tobe.

"Yeah, have fun with your date." Hina showed a genuine smile, a rare sight.

"What, are we leaving already. Come on, let's hang out together. It will be fun with more people." Tobe protested with a long voice, his arms waving about.

"Let's go Tobe." Hina grabbed the orange haired teen by the arm and grabbed him off with Yui behind them. Yui turned around for the final time, her small hand waving back at me. I waved her goodbye before she and the other disappeared from sight.

"You alright?" Hachiman walked over since my friends were gone. His hand grabbing onto mine.

"I, I was super scared." I cried out in a panic. "I thought my heart was going to stop when I saw Yui." I leaned against my husband; afraid I might fall over with how weak my legs had become.

"Let's sit down then. I will get you something to drink." Hachiman guided me to a seat while he ran off to buy something. He was quick to return, a strawberry milkshake in his hand.

"It's sweet and cool. Thanks." I took another sip, fully savoring the sweet taste.

"You are alright?" Hachiman watched over me with a worried look.

"I am fine." For the most part at least. I was just glad that meeting with Yui was over and done with. I was so worried about her reacting harshly over the issue between me and Hachiman getting married. But in the end, it turned out alright. Yui even said she will be there for me. Hearing her say that was enough for me.

"You look exhausted though." He reached out and rubbed against my sore cheeks because I cried before. I should probably go to the restroom to fresh up. My makeup isn't ruined is it. Do I look ugly right now? I don't know since Hachiman doesn't show any sign of it. He is just rubbing against my cheeks without a care.

"Did you talk it out with Yui? Did you sort out everything with her?" There conversation was short and barely lasted a minute. I wonder what they even talked about.

"Nothing special." He leaned back, apparently satisfied with cleaning my cheeks. Why do I feel like he made it worse? "Just about taking care of you. Besides that, nothing."

"Oh." I was surprised he even told me about it. I thought he would end it at the nothing special comment. When Yui had walked over to Hachiman, I had suspected they would talk about the mishap, deciding that it was high time they swept it under the rug or Yui old love for Hachiman.

But it doesn't seem to be the case. Instead, Yui was only thinking of me when she stood against my husband.

"Oh right. You told Tobe about us didn't you." I frowned the instant that orange haired bone head came to mind. "Now he will tell everyone about it." By the time school starts, not a single soul would be left who didn't know about our marriage.

"He won't." Hachiman calmly replied with a frown.

"How can you be sure, this is Tobe we are talking about, expect the unexpected." Did Hachiman threatened to kill him if he revealed our marriage thing to the entire school. This is my husband and Tobe we are talking about so that seems to be the case.

Even Tobe isn't stupid enough to be on the hit list of Hachiman. Is he? Tobe, you are not that stupid to demand an early grave, are you?

I should properly order some funeral cloths just in case.

"He won't. I trust him." Hachiman has a surprisingly level of faith in Tobe. Where they friends? That would explain why even after that night Tobe kept his attitude the same when he mentions my husband's name. I have never seen them hang out, then again, I had no idea Hachiman had changed into a bear like man since the past year.

"Besides, he knows if he tells even a sole about us, I will remove him from existence." I knew it, he did threaten Tobe. I unexpected let out a small laugh, my mouth hiding behind my hands. "To think my wife would be happy about Tobe's death. He would cry you know." Can you please stop, you are making it worse.

"Glad that cheered you up." Hachi looked down at me, a sheepish smile across his face.

"Yeah, I guess it did. Thanks." I smiled back brightly, my mood already refreshed, free from any worrisome thought.

"Then should we head out? If you are tired, we can stay here for a bit or leave."

"No, I am fine. I still have a bit of energy left." Having to contest with the abundant energy of Komachi and Taishi, the run in with those brutes and not to mention having to talk with Yui had completely drained me. But just because of that, I didn't want my date with Hachiman to end.

"Wait here for a bit while I go to the restroom." Hope my makeup isn't too much of as mess. It would be a hassle to fix it up from scratch.

Fortunately, the damage wasn't too extensive, and I was worrying about for nothing. Quickly finishing up, I headed back to Hachiman. He seems to be leaning against his chair and when he noticed me, a small smile spread across his lips. A smile that filled me with warmth and made butterfly dance around my stomach.

I also returned a smile as our fingers locked themselves together with each other. We walked around with no concrete destination in mind. We went wherever our feet took us. Whether it be the different animal cages or the different rides the park had to offer. Since Komachi and Taishi weren't around Hachi didn't force me to go on the dangerous ride, the ones where you would scream your lungs out.

Instead, we tried out the simpler and safe ones. While I was having a merry time, Hachiman had to endure the embarrassing of riding the merry go around as the kids watched him in fear and awe of a giant bear riding something that was meant for kids.

A little girl who didn't know an ounce of fear bravely pointed at Hachiman and demanded her parents to take the tower teddy bear back home with her. It didn't take any time for me to burst out laughing as my husband hid his face behind his hands while the parents of the girl quickly apologized and ran off fearing for their lives.

"Can you stop laughing. It's embarrassing." Being downgraded from a delinquent to a stuffed toy was a great achievement. There is nothing to be embarrassed about.

"Can you blame me; she was so cute when she said she wants to take this big teddy bear back home." It was also kind of cute that she thought she could steal away the teddy bear that belonged only to me.

"Come on, let's go." Hachi gently grabbed onto my hand and dragged me along with him.

"Shouldn't we go back now; it's getting fairly late." The bright blue sky had taken on a reddish color as the sun hung on low over the horizon.

"Yeah. I just wanted to ride the ferries wheel with you before we go. If you want to." He looked down at me with that kind smile, a smile that would melt my heart.

"I, I don't mind." I answered back, my head down to avoid his sharp gaze, not because I was scared. But because I even found that part of him lovely.

We had to stand in line for quite a long time. Since it was late in the day, most people wanted to ride the ferries wheel before heading back home. The wait wasn't that bad, because of Hachi's towering height and fearsome appearance, the people around us had kept their distance from us giving us much need space.

Only when we were successfully on one of the carriages, did the people in the line relax a bit. The people in front of us were nice enough to give their spot to us, either that or they were afraid for their lives because of my husband's constant glaring.

A scary husband does have its uses sometimes. The only sad part was I was also caught in the spotlight along with my husband.

Well, whatever. At least we were able to get on faster.

My earlier excitement was quick to die down as I realized my current situation just as the carriage began to move. Because of my husband's large build, he had occupied most of the space in the small carriage. My eyes were fixed on him since he was the only one in my field of vision in such a tiny space.

I swallowed hard as my heart raced on more than I thought it was humanly possible. My palms were sweaty as I nervously rubbed them together, convincing myself that it was because we held hands together for so long.

"Are you alright?" Hachi's voice was barely a whisper, but in this carriage where we were so close to each other, he might as well be using a loudspeaker. He leaned closer, face full of worry and concern. I tried to retreat back feeling a bit overwhelmed by his presence that seemingly wanted to swallow me whole. Unfortunately for me, there was no where I could run off to in this enclosed box.

Not even my shaky eyes could divert away because of the distance between us. Rather they were unwilling to look away. Hachi's sharp glare had held me captive, and it wasn't easy to let go.

"I, I am just nervous." I truthfully laid my feeling out. There was no other way I could describe it.

Hachi opened his mouth to speak but quickly shut it before any word leaked out. Instead, his hands, rough and twice the size of my own crept up and held mine with a tenderness that was unknown to them.

A smile, like the cool air of the autumn wind swept across his surprisingly handsome face. Eyes that were like the cold abyss became gentle and soft as they stared down at me. I was at a loss for words as I stared back at my husband. My body was burning from his touch as my beating heart had leapt to my throat threatening to leave my body completely.

What is he gonna do? I don't know. I don't know what he is thinking. I am so confused right now I don't know what is going to happen. This is the first time something like this is happening to me. Whatever it is, I am not prepared for it.

I wanted to shut my eyes, shut them until the ride was over and we would be out of this damn carriage. But my own body refused to obey my orders as it patiently waited for my husband next move with the ever-increasing beating sound resonating inside my chest.

"If you are nervous then believe me, I am more nervous than you." Hachi replied with a sheepish smile, his giant body slowly moving back giving me some much-needed breathing room.

"You, nervous?" Now that was a little hard to believe. So far, he has been rather confident, always taking the lead. The playboy side of him was a rather shocking to learn about. Willing to say sweet words, his touch light and caring and not to mention he would plant a tender kiss on my forehead or cheek when my guard was down.

There were times he showed nervousness but he always managed to bounce back.

"It's true. Have you not noticed how my hands have been sweating up till now?" I couldn't really tell the difference since mine was in a similar state. "My hands are shaking; my heart feels like its about to explode and my brain is numb."

Those symptoms are surprisingly like my own. Well, it was a little comforting to hear that I wasn't alone in this. But the question that arose was, why was he so flustered? How was now any different than how he was acting?

"I thought I could do it but, in the end, I don't think I can." His hand tightens around mine, but it didn't hurt.

"Do what?" I swallowed hard, already my mind thinking about what he might say.

"You know. I want to ki-." His words died under his breathe, unable to finish them. His face as bright as the setting sun, like he was mirroring its descent. His lips crawled up awkwardly trying to form words but failing.

If he was like this, then I could only imagine what my own looked like. All I could feel was the heat raising to my face, the warmth of his hands on mine and the beating of my chest.

He didn't have to finish what he was saying for me to understand. I understood the true gravity of the situation we found ourselves in. He meant to kiss me. Not the kiss to the forehead and cheeks but a true kiss.

Right? That's what he might right?

Tell me I am wrong.

It didn't take all for my brain to have a complete melt down. My thoughts in a state of disarray. My hands had finally escaped from their captors and now were assisting me in hiding my face away from my husband.

"I am sorry, if I made you awkward." Hachiman voice was panicked.

I could only shake my head to dispel his worries. That was the best I could do in my current state.

"Please give me a second." I said in a shaky voice. Slowly but surely, I started to remove my hands away from my heated face. My breath almost halted when the image of my husband came into view.

"I am sorry, I made a mistake." He rubbed the back of his head, his face turned away in disappointment and sadness.

"I don't hate the idea." I mustered the strength to speak. Hachi turned his attention back to me, his face stiff. "It's just that I don't think I can do it right now."

"No, it's my fault for even thinking about it. Besides, I don't think I could even do it if I wanted to."

"Because you were nervous right?" I asked, he simply nodded, a small smile returning back to his face. "You weren't nervous at all when you kissed me on the cheek and forehead." My cheeks slightly puffed.

"Those things look small compared to this." His smile grew, once again my hands found themselves in his. His dark eyes looking down at them as his thumb rubbed against the back of my hand. "You may not believe me but doing those things was extremely hard for me. I would lose half of my mind right after."

He was lying. He had to be. He showed no shows of being flustered when he did those things, I was the one who was suffering internally whenever he pulled such a sly move.

"But it also felt a sense of blissfulness when I did those things. It made me happy to see that my efforts weren't wasted." He leaned closer, his smile growing until it had reached his ears. "Also, I very much enjoy your face turn bright red everytime I do something. Kind of like now."

Before he could close the gap even more, I held up my hands and pushed them against Hachi's face. Partially because I wanted to move his big head away from mine and deny him the satisfaction of seeing the fade of crimson that would be sure to spread across my face and neck.

This otherwise did not deter my husband; he grabbed my hands and placed a small kiss upon one of them. "I think, this is good enough for now."

"You are really evil, you know that." I pulled my hand back, my gaze lingering to my hand where Hachi placed a playful kiss.

"Only because you are cute." There he goes again with those sweet words. He says he also gets nervous but that's a plain lie. He wouldn't be able to say or do anything so shameful without betting an eye otherwise. Why am I the only one on the receiving end of this humiliation.

"Hachi, can you do something for me?"

"What is it?"

"Can you close your eyes for a second."

I said it in a clear-cut manner. My husband stared back at me for a second trying to think about the meaning behind my words. He didn't complain however, and after a bit of lag his eyes were shut with his giant body stationed in place, not even moving a muscle.

Well here goes nothing. I leaned a bit forward until my face was inline with the side of Hachi's face. I hesitated for a moment, my senses screaming at me to retreat. Telling me that I did the best I could, and it was fine to give up.

But I wanted to do this. It only lasted a second, my lips touching Hachi's rough cheeks before I slowly withdraw back to the comfort of my seat. I had kissed him on the cheek before when he gave me the ring. But at that time, it was rushed, and I really didn't know what I was doing. It was an impulse that came and went.

But this was completely different from that. The heat of Hachi's skin, the musky smell radiating from him. His breath seizing up momentarily as my lips greeted his cheek. It was all too much. But sure, enough I got the reaction I wanted from him.

His wide eyes looked down on me, his mouth was open, but no words came out. His towering body stunned into place unable to do anything.

It wasn't fun when Hachi one sided teased me like this. I also wanted a bit of revenge. I wish I could celebrate this small victory of mine but right now it was impossible. "Don't look at me." I whispered back; my face half hidden away by my hands. I wouldn't be surprised if my body was even brighter than a well decorated Christmas tree.

At least Hachiman had the decency to look away. His face turned towards the hazy sun ready to set down for its long-awaited slumber. I also watched along, finding it a good distraction away from the beating sounding from my chest.

"Thanks Hachi, for taking me on a date." I said in a soft whisper.

"Thanks for coming along Yumi." His voice was low but tender.

It was enough to bring a warm smile to my face, our fingers interlocked once more as our eyes watched the sun drop to the ground, disappearing from the horizon completely.

A part of me was a little sad that the ride had to come to an end. It was ironic that I wanted to escape the moment I got on but now I didn't want it to end.

"Let's go home then." Hachiman in a soft voice. He offered to take my hand, but I grabbed onto his arm instead, our bodies leaning closely against each other.

"Let's go home." I repeated, my heart fully satisfied with today's date. It had its down moments like running into two jerks and then facing Yui. But other than that, it was a wonderful experience.

The walk to the bike stand was slow, both of us not in much of a hurry to end our little date just yet. It was peaceful and I found myself relaxing in Hachi's arm. Hachi was first to get on the bike and like before I had to wrap my arm around his torso, my head comfortably placed on his muscular back.

He started off a bit slow, I felt his uneasiness at my touch. Even a slight moment from me making him flinch. It was a bit fun to learn a new way of teasing my husband, but not a very safe one. I wasn't keen on the idea of getting into an accident just because I wanted to tease him.

So, I tried my best to stay put, enjoying the gentle night's air, my eyes half shut watched the different scenery passing by. It was peaceful and I wish that this moment would never end. It was a selfish wish with no way of coming true.

The sight of the house came into view, and I knew that I had to get off. My arms a bit reluctant to unwrap themselves off Hachi. His body heat being enough reason to keep me attached to him. Of course, I didn't want him to know the evil thought reigning in my mind, so I had to get off before he caught on.

I had expected Hachiman to follow along but for some reason he remained glued to his bike. His gaze going pass me over to a car parked besides the house. Even I who had zero knowledge about motor vehicles knew an expensive car when I saw one and this one took the cake.

There was no way that car belonged to the Hikigaya's even if they were well off. Maybe another family member came to visit. That would explain why Hachiman was stuck in place. He wasn't very fond of his extended family. His grandparents visiting was nearly a disaster.

I looked back towards my husband. Wanting to tell him to put is bike away and to go inside to greet the guest and maybe rest afterwards. But one look at Hachiman made me want to take a step back as a cold shiver ran down my spine.

He looked scary, no scary was a cute word to describe him. He looked down right horrifying at the moment. It was like the gentle and caring husband who I spent all day with was gone replaced by a giant beast ready to rip apart anything that came into contact with him.

"Hachi." I let out a startled voice.

My husband blinked upon hearing my voice. His attention shifted from the car towards me. His eyes were still wide, the tight grip on the bike remained. "Yumiko."

"Hachi, what's wrong." I drew closer with hesitate steps. He really looked terrifying, but it doesn't mean I should run away from him.

"Sorry, I spaced out for a second. I am fine now." A smile drew across his face. I knew it was to reassure me, even though he was smiling, his eyes weren't. They held a dark flame that burnt furiously, wanting to engulf everything with its burning hatred.

"Let's go inside then." He said after placing his bike to the side, his hand grabbing onto my hand. Not even a hint of warmth and tenderness in his touch that I came to know. His steps fast and heavy, not giving me much room to follow him.

The door burst open with force that rocked the house. I was afraid the door might have been broken free from his grips. If I was alarmed by this forceful entry, then I could only imagine what the people inside must have felt like.

Seriously, what was wrong with him?

I didn't even get the opportunity to yell out to the occupant of the house to inform them that we were back. Seeing Hachiman rushing into the house without even taking off his shoes made my words stuck in my throat.

Leaving my heels as they were, I hurried off after my husband. His tall figure stood in the living room, his gaze locked on the two women seated on the sofa, one of them being my mother-in-law. Mrs. Hikigaya looked perplexed as she looked up at her son with wide eyes.

"You guys are back." Mrs. Hikigaya spoke in a nervous voice before she took a deep breathe, a hand resting on her chest. "Really Hachi, you scared me. I thought someone broke into the house. Be careful next time."

Even though his mother was speaking to him, Hachi focus was solely on the other woman sitting across from Mrs. Hikigaya. A woman with shoulder length black hair with the ends dyed a fade of purple matching her rabbinate light violet eyes that insnare you on sight.

"Hikigaya-kun. It's been a long time since I last saw you. When was it exactly?" The woman places a playful finger on her cherry-coloured lips, a devilish smile spread across her sublime features. "Oh right, it was the night Yukino, and Hayato got engaged wasn't it." Mrs. Hikigaya face twitched at the mention of that night.

I watched Hachi clench his fist tightly, the veins on his forearm popping out. It was clear he was angry. My own condition wasn't that well off, my stomach felt like it had turned upside down, sickness spread through my body.

Even though her words sounded sweet and innocent, laced with honey. They cut deeper than any knife.

"Haruno." Hachiman voice was akin to a low growl of a hungry animal that had been starving for days. The clear hostility leaked out of him without restraint.

What was more alarming was the fact how that woman was completely unfazed by the glaring animosity targeted towards her. She sat unafraid and undaunted by the giant beast standing before her.

Even though she didn't look any taller than me, there was a certain pressure that even I couldn't deny radiating off her. Even the simple sofa she sat on with grace and beauty had seemingly transformed into a throne like existence.

He said Haruno, right? No wonder she looked similar; she is the sister of Yukino. I had only once seen her at the school culture festival. She was a stunning beauty that left both men and women in awe and admiration.

But what was she doing here?

"Aren't you cold Hikigaya-kun." She sang in a sweet voice, that devilish smile reigning supreme. "Your onee-san was worried about you know. I didn't hear from you for so long. Then all of a sudden, I learned about your marriage. You know how shocked I was." Her eyes shifted towards me, making me stiff, a cold shiver running down my spine.

"Sorry, it was a family affair, so we didn't think it was wise to spread the news around to give these two some space." She tried to break away from the tense air that was spread through the room like toxic gas. Mrs. Hikigaya stood up and held onto her son's arm, "you two must be tired after such a long day. Why don't you go and rest."

"But I came here to talk to Hikigaya-kun." Haruno's voice called out from the back, although it was sweet, it was something that demanded attention. Mrs. Hikigaya was forced to turn around as if she was given an order from her superior. "It would make me sad if I couldn't even do that after coming all the way here."

Her words were like honey, but behind them contained something much darker.

The air became tense again, so much so it was becoming hard to breathe. Mrs. Hikigaya just stood there with her back to us unable to say anything.

"If you want to talk, let's talk outside." Hachi was the first to break the deadlock with a steady voice. Which surprised me considering how his fist were still clenched tightly holding all his rage within them.

"Fine by me." Haruno said in a delight, her eyes shifting to me and a grin full of mischief fell upon her. It like she was looking at me if I was a piece of toy, ready to be played with and discarded when she had her fun. It was a sickening feeling.

Hachiman was quick to take note of Haruno's gaze and got in between us, shielding me from her.

"Hachi, you don't have to do it if you want to." Mrs. Hikigaya tried to keep her voice calm but it was clear that she was worried about her son and what might incur if he kept interacting with the young Yukinoshita heiress.

"Let's fine mother." Hachiman said in a bland voice. "This won't take long."

"How cold. You really don't want to spend time with me." She made a teary face and even pretended to wipe away the non-existent water drop from her eyes. All the while the edge of her mouth was curved in a smile.

"Come outside." Hachiman just responded indifferent. His gaze slightly turned towards me. "I will be back Yumiko." His tone was the same, but his eyes became a bit softer than before. But that warmth was quick to leave as Hachiman walked away towards the door.

Haruno followed behind him, but she stopped, her figure standing before me. "How cute." A smile of a viper eyeing its prey fell down on me. The older woman leaned closer till her minty breath reached my ear. "Congratulations graduating from being a girl repellant."

My heart stopped after hearing those words. My mind became hazy, and my breath stuck in my throat. Her words stabbed at me like a poison knife, twisting and turning inside my gut. No words came out of my burning throat and so the only thing I could do was stare back with wide eyes.

"Haruno." Hachi let out a low growl, his tall figure standing at the door.

"Coming." She sang lovingly, her steps light and graceful. It was like she was about to meet with her old lover. The thought was like a stab to my heart.

"This is a disaster." Mrs. Hikigaya let out a long gasp when both Hachi and Haruno were out the door. She collapsed on the sofa, her legs giving out looking utterly exhausted. "I never should have let her inside this house."

My eyes went over to the door, my thoughts lingering around my husband. I was worried, worried about what that woman will do or say to my husband when his anger is like a raging storm, threatening to destroy everything.

"Yumiko-chan, are you alright." Mrs. Hikigaya called out to me; her voice filled with worry.

"I, I am fine." I lied straight to my teeth. In truth, I was still shaken up from the sly comment from Haruno. My body weas paralyzed on the spot and I had to force myself to sit down with a brave face. Because if I didn't then Mrs. Hikigaya will only worry about me more. I didn't want to add on to her already existing concerns.

"It's my fault, I should have left the company after what happened on the night of the prom." She buried her face in her hands, regret filling her mind. "I always found it strange how I was promoted to the highest level the very next day my son insulted the youngest child in front of the entire school."

The Yukinoshita family held a lot of influence, both as a cooperate giant as well as dabbling in politics. So, it wasn't a no brainer regarding the aftereffects of poking at this elite family with the wrong intentions.

Yet, there was no fallout. Nothing happened. Like the incident didn't even occur in the first place.

My eyes found themselves going back to the door. The words repellant ringing in my ear like scratching on a board. It wasn't the first time I was hearing this word. There were always whispers here and there at school but that was it. No one was brave enough to say it to my face.

Until Hachiman said it on that night. Just one word was enough to bring me down completely. Now Haruno said it in a way that would provoke me, it was clear that she wanted to hurt me by using my weakness against me.

I hated it. I hated that word. It was like a stain on my life that I couldn't remove. I deserve it, after chasing around my prince charming like a fool for three whole years. It was no wonder I was even tagged by that name.

"Yumiko." A gentle hand squeezed mine. It was a small gesture, but it was comforting. The pain running in my heart slowly easing up. "Don't worrying. I am sure Hachi will handle it."

She may have faith in her son, but I don't. He was like a ticking time bomb ready to go off and Haruno was the type of person who would deliberately want to blow everything up. The whole time she was here, she has been smiling despite the hostile air brewing in the room. She looked like she was having fun, the scene before her amusing.

I just hope Mrs. Hikigaya is right. I don't want him to get hurt, not after he has finally started recovering.

"Where is Komachi?" I said feeling the absence of the younger Hikigaya sibling. I spun my head around trying to look for the young raven-haired girl. She left earlier so she should have been by now.

"She is with her father." A small smile returned to her pale face. "Her father was upset a boy brought her home and Komachi got angry from all the nagging. Both went out to cheer themselves up with food."

Knowing Mr. Hikigaya, he probably did something stupid to make Komachi angry. Like trying to run Taishi over. "My husband nearly ran the poor boy over."

"….."

"Don't worry, he is fine. It was quite sweet of him to walk Komachi home from their little date. He was polite and cute too, as expected of my daughter for landing him." She let out a soft laugh, slowly growing weaker by the second. Her eyes traveled to the door and my gaze followed along. Both of us silently wondering what was happening behind the door.

"Mrs. Hikigaya, you should rest." I turned towards her. Her dark eyes looked back exhausted, her creamy skin looking paler than normal.

"I am fine." She smiled, but I knew she was trying her best to keep herself calm and collective. Especially since her time bomb of a son and a woman who I could only describe as trouble were outside together.

"No, you aren't." I accidently raised my voice more than I wanted to. But it couldn't be helped since I was worried about her. "You look tired so please go and rest. Leave everything to me." I boldly proclaimed even though I knew I had no idea what I should do if worst comes to pass.

The only thought that came to mind was to smack both of them if it meant to get the situation under control. Hopefully it wouldn't come to get, my poor hand might break if I tried to smack my husband.

Mrs. Hikigaya expression soften after staring at me with wide eyes. She must have been shocked that I yelled at her. I really didn't mine to do it, its just came out like that. Stupid old habits of mine.

"You are a good child Yumiko-chan." She smiled softly at me, energy returning to her tired face. "But I will stay here until Hachiman is back."

"Then do you want me to go check on them." To see if they haven't killed each other yet. It was anxious just standing here doing nothing, rather not knowing anything.

"I don't think that would be wise. Let's just wait for them to finish their talk. I am sure Hachiman will be able to handle himself against Haruno, he is a smart kid after all." Her smile was warm and caring, no longer holding any sign of worry or doubt like before. "And thank you Yumiko-chan for giving me strength."

"All I did was yell." I grumbled under my breathe. I don't if she heard me but she kept her smile planted on me, making me turn away in embarrassment. Ah, why did I have to yell at her. Stupid, stupid mouth. When will you learn?

The sound of the door opening interrupted my self-scolding session. The tall frame of Hachiman sliding through the hallway. His steps were heavy but slow unlike earlier when he rushed in without even taking his shoes off.

"Where is Haruno?" Mrs. Hikigaya stood up, worry again started to take hold of her features.

"She is gone." Hachiman bluntly replied. His sharp gaze stared down at his mother, what was left of the fury and madness in them now changed into something warm and pleasant. "So, you can rest now mother."

Mrs. Hikigaya let out a long sigh, her body finally easing up. "I knew you could handle it." She grabbed her son's arm lightly for comfort and support. "But we will have to talk about it later."

"Alright, but for now please get some rest. You look like a ghost; dad will be unhappy." Hachiman lightly joked, bringing a small soft smile back to his mother's face.

She nodded, her back a little hunched over as her body started to reel with exhausted. "Yes, I will do that. Then good night son." She raised on her tip toes, wrapping her arms around her son's neck giving him a warm hug.

The scene was touching, and it was sad to see it ending soon. I thought it would be the end of that but Mrs. Hikigaya sudden turned towards me. "Goodnight Yumiko-chan, I wanted to ask you about your date today, but I guess I will have to postpone it for tomorrow." She gave a tease smile before turning around heading straight for her bed room leaving me with my mouth open.

She is going to interrogate tomorrow. I am sorry for yelling alright. I promise I will be good alright so please have mercy on me.

"Yumiko. Are you alright?" Hachiman asked in a low voice. A better question would be was he alright? Before he walked out the door with Haruno. He looked like he was going to kill her.

"I am fine." For the most part at least. Haruno's little poke still burned through my heart. But I didn't want to tell him that because it will only make him be worried and angry.

"I am sorry." His head was down, his eyes glued to the floor and fist were clenched. He had looked calm in front of his mother and now that she was gone, he no longer had to hold in the façade.

"Sorry about what? You don't need to be sorry about anything." If I was in his shoes than I would probably would have done the same. It was admirable that he was able to stay civil without showing any fit of anger.

Hachi shook his head. "I know what she said to you." His words made my heart stop for a second. How did he know? Haruno only whispered to my ear so no one else should be able to hear it, plus Hachi was near the door so it was impossible for him to hear it. He really is a beast if he heard Haruno.

"She told you outside, didn't she?" That was the only explanation. Either that or Hachiman really did have beast like hearing abilities.

He didn't respond straight away, keeping his head down and fist locked tightly. "I am sorry. Even though she said it, I couldn't do anything. I promised myself that I would protect you, but I can't even do that. I am sorry you had to hear that word again."

I slid my body closer towards my husband, my arms reaching up and taking hold of his crumpled-up face. "If you are really sorry, then can you please explain to me what the hell is going on." My own face was twisting up, but it didn't care about that.

Hachi stared down at me; his dark eyes wide with shock at my words. He stood there even after my arms had retreated back. "I don't like to be kept in the dark. It's fine if you want to protect me but please don't sideline me." My voice was softer now, every word laced with sadness. My own face falling down to the ground. "Aren't I your wife, aren't we in this together?"

Both of us were brought together because of our similar circumstances and the short moment we spent together was filled with warmth and comfort. I couldn't ask for anything better. There were the occasional down moments to, but the joyous memories completely outweighed them.

Even though they were many mysteries surrounding my husband and wanted to know about them, I still convinced myself that one day he would tell me himself. I was content with that thought. But it has been getting harder and harder to keep that mind set with each weird encounter.

Whether it be facing his dark past, his friends and now Haruno who bluntly insulted me without holding back. It's frustrating, it was really frustrating to endure what she said. What was worse was that fact that I couldn't do anything. Even if I did, then I would be the one who would look bad. Not her.

I want to know what was going know around me so I can help my husband. I want to lend my strength to him, but I can't do that if I am walking in the dark like this. Events like this one will keep happening and I didn't want to be left out as if I don't hold any value.

"Alright." He spoke in a clear low voice. I looked up, both of us staring into each other. All kind of emotions swirling into them blending together and then separating. "I will tell you what you want to know."

I could see the resolve and determination within him because he knew there was no going back. But before he could start, it was decided we should go back to our home where it was safer to talk in private. Both of us were afraid that Mrs. Hikigaya overheard our little episode in the living room.

I went up first, to change into more comfortable night cloths. But the truth was I wanted to prepare myself for whatever Hachiman planned on saying to me and also clear my mind off Haruno. Even thinking about what she said made my skin crawl. I could only clench my teeth as I tried to forget about it.

No wonder she is Yukino's sister. She is the same as her, no worse. Next time, I won't let her walk all over me. Doesn't she know who I am. I will chew her out.

The knock at the door made me halt my rage filled thought. "Come in." I straighten myself up on the bed with my back against the wall and my arms hugging my knees. Hachiman entered, a drink of creamy milk in his hand, hot steam raising from the surface.

"Thanks." I accepted the glass, drinking through it slowly. It was sweet, the taste of honey happily seeping into me. The warmth it offered slowly spread through my body helping me relax a bit. My head resting against the wall as if content.

"I will be right back after changing." Hachi announced after he was satisfied seeing me drain the glass. He walked over and grabbed the poorly folded cloths, shorts and shirt he wore to bed yesterday.

He was quick to leave and by the time I had swallowed the last of the honey flavored milk, he came back. That was fast, I thought as I watched him throw his cloths to the side without a care. My own cloths were still left abandoned in a towering pile. We really need to fix them room up tomorrow.

"Yumiko." Hachiman softly spoke, as he climbed onto the bed with care, his massive body slowly shifting on the bed till he sat directly in front of me with his legs crossed and back straight.

"So." He took a deep breathe, his eyes tired. "I am actually going to do it. Where do I even start?"

"From the beginning naturally."

"Yeah." He let out a tired exhausted, her eyes looking solemn, staring down on the sheet, pinching it with his fingers. "Are you sure you want to hear me talk about it?"

"Isn't that why we are here?" That, and to sleep later on.

He still hesitated for a moment, his mind deep in thought. "Guess I will start with Yukinoshita." The way he said her name as if longing for her. It made my chest feel tight and uncomfortable.

Cupping my knees to my chest to hide the displeasure within them, I held my mouth tight as Hachiman continued.

"Yukinoshita always wanted to help people. That's why she made the service club and managed to run it alone without members. Even though she had her own views about the world she still tried her best no matter who the person asking help was."

I know she can be annoying, but she did help me and my friends more than once. So, I guess she wasn't a bad person in that regard.

"She was furiously competitive and always strived to catch up to her older sister who she looked up to, not that she will ever admit it. She even wanted to run for student council in our second year, but I got in the way with my middling, afraid that our time in the service club might come to an end."

"But what does it have to do with what happened on that night?" I interrupted him. My heart felt like it was twisting up inside me. It was painful to hear him talk about his old crush like she still resided in his heart.

Hachiman finally looked up at me. His hands reaching out and dearly held onto mine, a soft reassuring smile on his lips. It really wasn't fair when he smiled like that, but it did lighten the wight on my mind a little.

"Yukinoshita wanted to go into politics like her father, to be in a position where she can directly influence the lives of people for the better. That was her goal, but her mother and sister disapproved of this while her father was not willing to accept her because she was conflicted."

Hachiman took a deep breathe, his face becoming stiff. "After much deliberation she finally made up her mind. She confronted her parents that she wanted to take part in the family business and also wanted to purse a political career. Her father wasn't ready to accept her until she agreed that she will do whatever was necessary to complete her goal."

"Whatever necessary?"

Hachiman nodded. "Haruno informed her father about me, about my relationship with Yukinoshita and what I was planning on doing for her. It was a day before the prom when I was busy preparing for it. The day before I was going to confess my feelings for Yukinoshita."

My heart stopped when he said those words, a pain like needle stabbing through my chest. I blinked a few times to keep my mind focused. It was only because Hachiman held onto my hand, giving them a light squeeze that I was able to hold myself together.

"Her father disapproved of my relationship with his daughter, and he wanted me to cut all ties with her. So that she can focus on her goal without being tied down. I tried to argue back, after all how could I even end things with Yukinoshita. Not after the time I spent together with her, experiencing different things. Finally mustering up the courage to break out of my shell that I forcibly locked myself in."

A look of pure angst washed over my husband. Even though my own state wasn't that well off, I still tried to comfort him by squeezing his hands back. That was all I could do. But the hurt and suffering were replaced by something darker. He removed my hands from mine, balling his fist tightly as pure rage flowed into them freely.

"When that didn't work, he shamelessly resorted to threatening me and my family." Hachi's face twisted up; his teeth clashed against each other with force. It was like he was reliving through the scene all over again. How many times does it haunt his memories?

"He said he will make me regret if I didn't break my relationship with Yukinoshita. Dammit." He cursed out loud, bringing his hands to cover up his shameful face. "So, I did it. I destroyed all my connections with those two like the coward I was, with my own hands. There was nothing else I could do. I didn't know what else to do."

I leaned up and forward. Standing on my knees, gently wrapping my arms around his neck, bringing him closer in a warm embrace. He held onto me in response, his powerful arms latching onto my back as his head softly rested against my chest. My hand rubbing the back of his rough hair with a tender touch.

I could I worry about my own feelings regarding whether Hachi loved Yukino or not. Right now, my husband was hurting and in pain so I had to do everything I could to comfort him.

"It alright. Everything is going to be alright." I whispered soothing words, praying that it would calm him down.

"I hurt everyone, my family and even you." Choked on his words.

"That doesn't matter." I forcefully insisted. "All that matter is that you wanted to protect your family." How he must have felt since then. He was looking forward to that grand event he worked so hard for only to be ruined because of such a stupid turn of events.

And he has been living with that regret since then. Slowly eating away at his soul.

It was horrible. Living like that all alone, wanting to call out for help but couldn't.

But now it was different. Now he has me, and I won't let anyone hurt him again. I resolved myself as my body hugged him even tighter, desperately hanging onto him as if his broken figure might disappear if I let go.

It was Hachiman who eventually pulled away, his complexation overwhelmed by different emotions but as the second rolled by his composure started to come back.

"Thanks Yumiko." It was a whisper, his voice small and weak. My heart ached just by hearing it.

"Hachi. Why didn't you tell anyone?" Why did he have to endure all of this alone? No, he wasn't completely alone. He had his friends who loved him and cared for him. I am sure they knew about Hachiman's problems and if not, then Mari would definitely know since both her and Hachiman were so close.

Hachiman shook his head, his brows knitted together. "Who would believe me? A teenager with a questionable reputation or a cooperate giant with a respectable political standing."

That was enough reason to shut my mouth up. Enough reason for Hachiman to shut his mouth up for all this time. He knew if he tried to speak out against the Yukinoshita family, then only his family would have been the ones to suffer instead.

Still, it wasn't fair. Why did he have to suffer like this while they had their fun. So, what if they had all the power and money in the world. To hell with them if they think they can play with peoples lives like that.

"What should we do then?" I was at a complete lose. I tried to wreck my brain around for a solution, but it was useless. Nothing came to mind.

"Nothing. Just keep our heads down and live our lives. That's all we can do. Besides, Yukinoshita's father promised me that he would leave my family alone if I did what I was told and so far, he kept his word. Honestly, I hate the fact that my mother is working for their company but it's not like I can tell her to leave. She will find it suspicious."

"Your mother was thinking the same thing earlier." His mother was also deep in regret. She wasn't that far off thinking the Yukinoshita family was the reason for their misfortune.

"She doesn't know the truth and I don't want her to know either. She might do something that might provoke them. That would be the worst-case scenario." Hachiman said, deep in thought. "Not after she has been granted a more prominent role in their company. A post she has been working day and night for."

I bit my lip. There was really nothing we could do. Do we have to live the rest of our lives with our head down in fear they might do anything to us in the near future.

"I am sorry. I didn't mean to drag you into this mess." Hachiman held my hands again. His grip was tight, not wanting to let me go. It was as if he was afraid, I might run away now that I knew the truth.

"Sorry, sorry. Is that all you have to say." I yelled, my voice unexpectedly loud, not caring if anyone else heard me or not. "Why are you sorry? There are the ones who should apologize." Apologize for ruining the lives of people, stepping on them like they were ants. It wasn't fair.

"Dammit." I cursed, my throat burning and my eyes stinging. My brain felt like it was clogged by a dense fog. I buried my face in my palms so that Hachi wouldn't have to see my pathetic face. "Why are you apologizing dummy. You are the one who got hurt the most. I am the one who should apologize for slapping you." If I knew the truth back then, I would have never done that.

I felt strong fingers breaking away the hands off my face. The somber face of my husband looked down at me. His appearance was like that of a wounded beast desperately hanging on even though he was breathing his last.

"You." He tried to speak but shut his lips tightly, his shaking eyes not daring to meet mine. "Are you still willing to stay with me even though you know the truth now."

"You better not be thinking about divorcing me. I will seriously smack you." My voice was icy, fulling intending to carry out the threat. I don't care if my hand breaks apart, I will smack him with everything I got.

My little threat brought a weak smiling across his pitiful face. He brought his arms around, bring me close towards him in a bear like embrace. His giant head buried against my small shoulder, weighing it down. At this rate he might squeeze the life out of me before I get the chance to smack him. "It won't be easy you know. Be married to me."

"Like I care." I argued back, my own hands grabbing the back of my husband's shirt. "All you have to do it protect me." And in return, I will protect you. I never want to he him getting hurt again. The site of my towering husband being brought to his knees, broken and wounded shattered my heart.

"I will do my best." Hachiman squeezed tighter. All of his pain and angst contained in his embrace. "Thanks for staying with me."

"Humph. Just be grateful that you have an outstanding wife who can put up with you." He let out a small chuckle, his whole-body vibrating. My own lips were curved into a smile.

Slowly, our hold on each other loosed as our bodies rested against the soft surface of the mattress. Hachiman was the first to drift of to sleep. My hand brushing against his raven hair, not flinching against my touch. Instead, he looked content, a small smile on his sleeping face finding comfort from me.

He must be wiped out completely if he is able to sleep so soundly. Considering what happened today, I don't blame him. My eyes too had become heavy from the long tiring day.

I stare at my husband peacefully slumbering away, silently praying that tomorrow it will be a better day for both for us and our families.

"I will protect you, Hachi." I mumbled, my body leaning forward, my lips placing a soft kiss on his forehead. My eyes closed and my hand protectively placed over my husband's. "Always."