.*Chapter 4*.

Tendrils of honeysuckle twisted fragrant blooms over the outer stone wall, bringing embellishment and vitality to a modest silver nameplate that bore the words Sato Residence. The habitant butterflies and hummingbirds were unfazed when Kondo hurried by their earthly paradise of flora, still impassively flitting about even when he swept beneath the bough that had grown over the main entryway.

That wasn't to say a proper welcome wasn't in order, however.

"Kat-chan!"

Kondo unclasped his hat and pulled it free with a shake of the head, his chin immediately lifting to the woman who stood up on the porch before him. At her side were a young girl and boy, each flailing and cheering while jumping about in delight. "Uncle came to visit! Uncle, uncle!"

"Shh!" she hissed, swatting at the space around them. "Not so loud!"

"Nao-chan, Gen-chan! Hello!" Kondo offered a wave to help placate their excitement and then turned back to Nobu, his voice falling as serious as his expression. "I'm real sorry for showing up like this without notice, but I rushed over the moment I got your letter."

"Oh, Kat-chan, please. Do you not see these kids right now? You're always welcome here." She guided the children a few steps back to give him room. "Come on up!"

With a nod, Kondo placed his hat and the cloth-covered box he'd carried on the wooden floorboards, before pivoting to toe off his sandals. "Sorry for the trouble," he said out of polite habit (and over little voices now chanting, "Big feet! Big feet!"), while bounding up to join them on the porch. Within seconds, tiny arms were tossed around his legs to deliver enthusiastic hugs. Kondo's shoulders dipped forward so he could place one hand atop each child's head and he greeted them with warmth. "Hey, you guys." However, worry was written across his features when he looked to Nobu again. "How is he?"

"Besides his usual stubborn self?" The words alone were harsh but they'd been delivered with the same fondness Nobu always used when talking of her brother. She crossed her arms and one hip leisurely swung out to the side. "Doing better, thankfully. He's still feverish but at least he's finally in bed."

Kondo exhaled with relief, his lashes falling as he nodded once. In the background, he was vaguely aware of teeny toes stepping on his, their owners continuing to yap about the extraordinary size of his shoes.

"Ugh, the strings I had to pull to get him to rest, Kat-chan…" Blowing out a breath, Nobu's brow creased and she tilted her head. "You should've seen him this morning. Flushed! Sweating! Exhausted and grumpy, and completely unreasonable. But he was so insistent on getting dressed, no matter what."

Connecting the dots, Kondo felt color rush to his own cheeks then and his eyes parted a little wider. "Oh no…"

"I felt so bad that it came to sending a courier and worrying you like this. But with Hiko-chan out giving lessons like the good husband he is…" Nobu closed one eye and raised her shoulders a touch. "Honestly, that letter was the only way I could convince Toshi to get himself back in bed this morning. Even then, he was up and about soon after, pacing." A beat. "He was really looking forward to seeing you today."

Raising his palm to his cheek, Kondo huffed as his features softened and he peered off to the side. Soon after, his focus crept back up to her with a shy apology. "I'm so sorry for the trouble, Nobu-san."

"What are you sorry for? You know best of all that obstinacy and flair for drama are traits around these parts!"

In response to that bit of truth, Kondo could do nothing except stifle the laugh which demanded escape from his tongue. So, the pot was calling the kettle black again… His hand fell and he absently pulled at the hem of his hakamashita to keep himself in line; the last thing he needed was another Hijikata on his case for something minor, especially when Nobu could be just as irascible as Toshi—if the mood was right. "Hardly," he finally replied, not daring to agree with her assessment, no matter how accurate. "Anyway, I'm just glad he's okay."

"He'll be fine. And speaking of the other dramatics in this family." Nobu's gaze appropriately fell to her children then. "All right, you two, that's it! Let's give him some space." The girl of seven, Nao, pouted before releasing Kondo as her mother insisted but her younger brother, Gennosuke, made no such move; he clung even tighter, then lifted his chin. "Is Souji-niichan coming?"

"Souji, huh," Kondo exhaled. "Afraid not. He stayed home today since Uncle Toshi caught a cold."

"Aww…"

Kondo grinned and ruffled Gennosuke's hair. "Don't worry, you'll be seeing him soon." It was a promise he'd have to make good on, for as much as this boy wanted to see Souji, Souji had wanted to accompany Kondo on his visit here; the deadpan look and manner with which his brow had twitched upon hearing the remainder of his day would be spent with Gen-san were almost comical. Alas, though, Kondo had known war tales and tea would pale in comparison to the potential thrill of antagonizing Hijikata when he was already contentious and moody. His decision to come alone had been made in the best interests of all.

In all honestly, he'd felt awful about breaking the plans which occupied Souji's excitement for the last few days, and even sought his permission to do so; unimpressed green eyes had fallen half-lidded with a sigh. "Hijikata-san is ruining my life as usual, I see." Despite the warranted complaint, Souji had turned on his feet afterward and wandered in the direction of the sitting room, all as Kondo's palms met in appreciation before taking off, himself.

He'd make the blunder up soon enough. For now…

Upon hearing Nao call his name, Gennosuke let go of the leg he'd wrapped himself around, instead favoring to chase his sister across the porch and through open shoji. Kondo used this opportunity of newly granted freedom to retrieve the elegant box he'd set down earlier. Picking it up, he offered it to Nobu once she finished gently scolding the children again for their noisiness.

"Nobu-san, it's not much, but…"

"Kat-chan!" she admonished. "You never have to bring anything."

"I know, I know. But I ran into a fruit vendor and couldn't pass this up though, look." Reaching for the tied ends of fabric, Kondo loosened them slightly and fragrance drifted up from inside.

"Ara?! Peaches?!" Nobu exclaimed. "They smell so good!" She inhaled again and a large smile graced her lips. "Oh, Kat-chan, Toshi's gonna be so happy, you don't even know. Between you visiting and bringing these? I wouldn't be surprised if he's cured in a split second."

Kondo smiled widely at that, a hand coming up to rub at the back of his neck. "That would be ideal, wouldn't it?"

"Only one way to find out! C'mon," she said with a wink and toss of her head, "let's go see how bad of a mood he's in."

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Companionable silence descended as Nobu led Kondo down a long stretch of porch and then around the corner, leaving them both standing at the threshold of a closed door.

"Toshi," Nobu called softly while placing her palm against the entrance. When no reply came she tried again. However, upon being greeted with quiet for a second time, she carefully slid the shoji aside and peered in with Kondo leaning over her to do the same.

"Ah…" he whispered, lingering a moment more before righting himself. Nobu looked up at him with questioning eyes and Kondo nodded once to offer his agreement. And just like that, the door was closed as quietly as it had been opened.

"You know, Kat-chan…" When Kondo offered to carry the box for her as they began walking again, Nobu only hugged it closer. "I've known my brother for almost twenty years at this point and it's still hard to believe that that…innocent face he makes while sleeping belongs to him."

"Mm?" Kondo chuckled.

"Almost makes me believe in those ridiculous stories about shapeshifters…those scary ones that really do terrify the hell out of you when you're younger but you never want to admit it."

"Are you admitting it now?"

"I guess I am!"

Suppressing what would have been a hearty, resounding laugh, Kondo managed to control the volume of his amusement and then agreed. "You have a point, though. Angry Toshi is certainly scary Toshi." A beat. "And it's always a good idea to stay on his good side…unless you're brave." Upon arriving back at the front of the house, he cast a glance toward the main gate and his lower eyelids lifted just a touch. "Souji is brave."

"Oh, that kid is a master of getting under my brother's skin for sure. But make no mistake about it!" Nobu stamped one foot to drive her point home. "Toshi cares deeply for him. I know, if just from seeing how he interacts with my own."

"Heh, I know it, too!" Kondo crossed his arms with a grin pulling far into his cheeks. "Those two may be like oil and water, but in some cases, oil and water can actually work together, you know. I can't imagine my life without either. Everything just feels…" Affection swelled in his chest and perhaps had him speaking a bit too openly. "…so complete."

"That's good," came the matter-of-fact voice at his side. "Because I can't imagine Toshi's life without you in it, either."

With a blink, the contented expression fell from Kondo's face and when his attention turned back to Nobu, he found her studying him with an inkling of pensiveness. "Oh…um—"

"Ne." She cocked her head toward the kitchen. "You comin' in?"

"Ah, Nobu-san, I don't wanna put you out or anything. I just came to make sure—"

"Here, then. Since you've been insisting on carrying them." Nobu thrust the peaches into Kondo's arms. "Now you're useful. Follow me."

"I—" Kondo pursed his lips when he received a very familiar piercing gaze over her shoulder and the sight of it had him immediately relenting. "Mm, right. Yes, on my way."

Tiny crimson baubles dangling from Nobu's hair pin danced with a laugh just as animated. "That's more like it! My last name may be Sato but never doubt I'm a Hijikata through and through!"

"Believe me." Kondo stepped into sandals (small and uncomfortable, but they would do) waiting on the finished stone floor of the kitchen and set the box on a counter. "I'm smart enough to never dream of doing that." His gaze drifted around the space and he watched while Nobu approached the pot that had been set over a small flame. The air smelled of comfort—of burning wood and appetizing rice porridge.

"I want to talk with you about some things, but I need to take care a few odds and ends in here first." She picked up a hand towel to protect herself from the heat and then slid the cover off just enough to look inside. A billow of steam rose from within and the lid was immediately replaced. "Am I right to assume you're gonna fight me if I tell you to go relax in the sitting room?"

"Who could possibly just sit around when there's porridge to garnish and other things around here to do?"

Nobu huffed out of her nose. "You're a good man, Kat-chan." She opened a nearby cabinet and procured a jar. "Impossibly humble, but certainly good."

"So, those scallions over there…which knife can I use?"

"Taku." However, Nobu was grinning softly as she nodded toward a drawer. "Any one you want."

"Got it." With that, Kondo plucked the light green stalks from the vegetable basket, brought them to a free area of countertop, and began dicing. Across the way, Nobu removed handfuls of pickled plums from the jar and began extracting the pits.

"You know," she started, while nimble fingers worked at their task with quickness and efficiency. "I've known you for a pretty long time too, but I don't know if I ever thanked you. Have I?"

"Thanked me?" Kondo asked, his tone gentle and rising with curiosity. "For what?"

"Toshi's my brother, but…well, I suppose it sounds a little silly since we're so close in age, but I also think of him as my first son. After our parents died, someone had to step up and I guess it was just in my instinct to be the one who would."

"It's not silly at all. That explains why Toshi is so strong." Chop, chop, chop. "Because Nobu-san is."

"Cht…please." Her voice fell, but Kondo could hear the smile she tried to conceal. "Anyway, he was our family's little prince and I just wanted him to have a good life, especially after all that happened. And I still do." Kondo finished his task then and peered over at Nobu; she stood still, her digits paused in mid-action of pitting with her chin raised and eyes focused on the wall before her. "It's tough, though, the balance of having my own kids and everything." Her shoulders shrugged and she went back to her work.

"I can only imagine…"

"That's why we tried sending Toshi for that apprenticeship. Everyone here was so adamant on turning him into a successful merchant." Nobu cocked her head. "But we all know how that turned out." A beat. "…Bowl's over there if you wanna put those scallions in something."

"Well, I'm not following…didn't it turn out for the best?" Kondo asked, while doing as he was told. "I mean, sure, the textile business didn't work out but now he's so good at selling your family's medicine, so…" He drifted off when Nobu quietly chuckled, and then joined her with a small laugh of his own. "What?"

"That's the point I'm getting to, Kat-chan. You're always so encouraging, always have something good to say. Can Toshi do no wrong in your eyes?" She looked up to meet his gaze.

"Uh…I mean, no one is perfect." He set his mouth in a line. "I'm certainly not, so how could I expect that of someone else?"

The corners of Nobu's mouth twitched further with fondness. "If you want my opinion, I don't think the reason why he's so good at medicine peddling is because of his apprentice work. Maybe he learned some skills there that helped, but…" She paused. "I think it's because you drive him to do his best."

Kondo finally turned all the way to face her. "…Me?"

"Toshi was never exactly going down the wrong path, but I still worried about him," Nobu spoke while tossing the readied plums on a dish and gathering discarded portions in her palm. "He wasn't happy with the idea of just owning a shop or even inheriting our land. And I agree. I think he's made for something different." She discarded the refuse in a bag, then found Kondo's eyes. "Something more."

He licked his lips and glanced at the floor, as guilt began to pang within his stomach. What Nobu was saying sounded positive, but Kondo wondered if there was an ulterior motive to this conversation that wasn't so promising in the end; after all, he'd been the one to tell Hijikata it was all right to have not finished the apprenticeship, that it'd been okay to not want to spend his life on a farm.

Kondo hadn't said any of it lightly or with the intent of frivolous enablement; the words had been meant to both comfort and appeal to Hijikata's best interests—but perhaps his best interests hadn't aligned with the vision this family had for their youngest. And if that had caused a wedge between them…

"Kat-chan…" The kindness in Nobu's voice brought Kondo back to her. "What I'm saying is, I wasn't sure how to set him on the path to finding happiness. But I think you can. Or, that you already have." She closed her eyes and with a huff, shook her head. "My older brother would go crazy if he heard us talking now because I know for damn sure he doesn't agree. But, this world is changing. And I think we should all be able to chase what we dream of most. Like…what makes us excited to get up in the morning, instead of just living out of obligation."

A choppy breath left Kondo's lips then and his chin fell in a strong nod. "I agree." His hands met his waist before a second guess made him wonder if it was too direct a stance; he therefore settled on crossing his arms before him instead. "I agree with that so much. Especially with my situation."

"It's what I'm doing too, after all." Nobu grinned. "I have my family. That's really what I wanted more than anything. And I want each of them to lead the best life possible, but it's hard to keep tabs on them all, especially with…" She patted her midsection.

Kondo stared at her in confusion—and then it clicked. "…Oh." His spine went a little straighter. "Oh, wow! That's…that's great news! Congratulations!"

"But when your family's growing, everything's so busy all the time. I can't always be there for Toshi." Nobu put out the flame beneath the porridge and once the bubbling background noise died out, she turned back to Kondo. "So, thank you for being the one who is."

Absentmindedly itching at his jaw and then massaging the side of his neck, Kondo's gaze fell down and off to the side. "Um…it's…" He found himself incapable of stopping his own shy grin then. "It's mutually beneficial. If you think I've done him any good at all, well…you should hear about all he's done for me. It's incomparable. I mean, if it weren't for Toshi, then I—" His words trailed off when he noticed the softness falling from Nobu's expression. "Sorry, I'm…talking a lot, aren't I?"

A huff. "Oh, no." With a swift turn to the counter, she braced the heel of palms against it and pushed her lips out. "Not at all." Nobu's tone dropped. "But maybe I have."

Bewildered, Kondo caught onto the conflicted expression that was ascertainable even from seeing just the side of her face. His mouth opened but he stopped himself before speaking again, as the clear shift in demeanor indicated something profound had happened right under his nose without him even noticing.

"...Nobu-san," Kondo ventured gently, taking a step toward her.

"Kat-chan, look. This might be overstepping. And maybe it makes me a terrible sister who can't mind her own business. But." She drummed her fingertips twice before pushing away from the edge, and when their eyes met, concern was clear and present in hers. "Has Toshi…" Nobu shook her head once with a wince before finally giving in. "Has he talked to you about this long trip he's planning to take?"

Kondo blinked.

And though he couldn't say he'd been surprised by her question, his heart seemed to grow a mind of its own as it began pounding hard against its ribbed enclosure. Then, from that central place in his chest, an ache swelled and burned—permeated right from the core to paralyze him.

Or at least that's how it felt, for in that moment, it seemed to Kondo that he'd forgotten how to speak.

Thanks for reading!

Toshi is the peach emoji in the group chat. That's why Kat-chan brought him peaches. :D

I'm not sure if Nobu would have called her husband Hiko-chan in real life, but it fits her personality in this story. She's strong as hell and can do what she wants...just like Okita's sister, Mitsu!