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I entered the house, carrying a huge plastic bag packed to brim with groceries, to be greeted by peace and silence. It seemed like everyone was still asleep. I sighed, dumping the groceries on the kitchen table. I checked on Ema once, before having a quick shower, washing off the remnants of makeup from my face and letting the steaming hot water unknot my tensed muscles. Ah shit. I cursed, as I stepped out of the bathroom wrapping tightly in a fluffy soft towel. I forgot to grab my clothes. How stupid am I? Oh well, on the bright side it's freaking 4am. Who wakes up at 4am anyway?
I trotted into the living room, thinking to myself. What packed lunch should I make for Ema today? Oh wait, Yusuke goes to the same school as Ema as well. I ought to cook lunch for him to. You need good food to study well after all. I mused. No wait what about Subaru? Iori? Wataru? Damn. I glanced at my ingredients, I think I have enough food to make for all the currently still studying siblings. You need energy to study after all and good food is a must!
"Shit!" Subaru's voice echoed around the room from behind me and I turned to stare at him, my eyes widening in shocked. He was practically naked, dressed in only a pair of tight fitting black boxers, which clung tightly to his…male organ. The curves and dips of his nether regions emphasized greatly by the skin tight underwear. His body was streaked with sweat. Each drop trickled down his body and his well-defined abs, in shimmery rivulets. His abs rippled, taut and thick with each movement. His body was strong with muscles which tensed at each stride. Why is it that I see him naked every single time? I inhaled sharply, imagining him on rumpled bedsheets his body splayed out to me-No no no no no lewd thoughts of your LITTLE brother. NONONONONO.
"M-Miyu onee-san can you please put on some clothes? You're a girl and and…" He gulped at my raised eyebrow and my stare at his clearly naked body. "I'm-m not wearing anything because I-I went out for a morning run and I'm going to bathe now!" He squeaked, his face burning in embarrassment, stuttering badly. He freezes in place, burning brighter and brighter red.
"Eh. It's fine bro." I waved my hand, shaking my head slightly, a fond smile on my lips. "We're siblings, now. Really, don't worry about it." I smirked at him, striding out of the kitchen to go back to my room. "But seriously little brother." I turned to give him a mischievous grin. "I've already seen everything anyway." His face exploded in crimson red at my comment and he spluttered in horror.
"Wait! Miyu onee-san last night I-"His sentence cuts off and a sharp smack echoes across the living room, along with a painful thud. I whipped my head around in shock to see him, propped on the ground, wincing painfully. Red crimson blood trickles down from a cut at the back of his head. My eyes swivelled to the sharp edge of the coffee table that lies beside him and back to his bleeding wound.
"OH MY GOD. SUBARU." I gaped at him. I raced to the kitchen, opening the cupboard which had a small medical logo sticker on it. Masaomi's sticker. I'm pretty sure he forces Ukyo to put medical kits in the kitchen. It is a habit Masaomi gained after seeing me so accident prone while cooking. Yup first aid kit here.
I grabbed the white box and quickly washed my hands thoroughly with soap and water. I ran back and knelt beside Subaru opening the box and slipping on the disposable latex gloves before grabbing some gauze and pressing it firmly on his cut, which was just directly below his hairline. Thankfully, the cut was small and the bleeding slowed quickly. I glanced at the wound, it wasn't that deep. I sighed. Clumsy little brother.
"Go bathe and wash your wound, I'll help you to put some liquid plaster later." I glanced at the first aid box spotting a tube of liquid plaster. He turned to smile at me, his eyes fondly glancing at me. His eyes widened and he immediately looked away and his cheeks flushing a bright scarlet.
"Um, Miyu onee-san?"
"Yeah?"
"Your…towel…Is dropping off."
"What? Oh…SHIT!" I squeaked. The fluffy white towel had gotten lose, revealing a huge amount of my chest, the perky round and milky flesh peaked out from the towel suggestively. I mentally groaned. I pulled the blasted cloth up my chest. Damn he probably got an eye full. Bloody fantastic. My cheeks burned bright crimson. I wrapped the towel tighter around my body. Subaru stands up without looking at me, tilting his head to face the wall.
"I-I will see you later than Miyu onee-san." He stammers out before, turning to sprint off. I watched him go, biting my bottom lip. The tension between us is pretty awkward now…I regret being so angry and kissing him yesterday, despite how good it felt. I cursed lightly. I am such a bad older sister taking advantage of a kid. Not to mention my younger brother! What the bloody hell was I thinking? Kissing your brother? That's incest! Actually not really but…I'm such a despicable human being. I groaned. I should apologise. I glanced down at myself. But first…I better change before this happens again with another brother.
I slipped on a soft cotton t-shirt with bunny prints on it, washed so many times that it was worn and felt incredible on my skin, as well as a pair of soft exercise shorts with neon pink strips. I slide my feet into my fluffy bunny slippers and ambled down the hallway and into the kitchen, grabbing the first aid kit I placed it on the kitchen table and quickly set to work, making lunch for my little siblings.
I washed the rice, rinsing the little beads of perfectly round shiny little gem like grains under cool running water before sprinkling in some salt and placing them in the rice cooker, letting the hard grains turn into fluffy soft white rice. Now for my home made sausage.
I took out the partially thawed meat from my grocery bag, slicing them into thick cubes before dumping them into my food processor, an expensive brand which I had brought along with me, mincing it into little chunks. I then placed the minced meat into a bowl over a small tub of ice to prevent the fat from melting, mixing salt, herbs and spices into the rosy pink pork. I then dump the bowl into the freezer.
I began to prepare the welsh onions, boiling it and sliding off each layer easily to make the skin of the sausage. I tied one end of the sausage with an edible string, made out of scallions. Using a filler which I filled with the chilled mincemeat, I pushed the meat into the sausage letting it swell before tying off the other end.
"O…Onee-san…" Subaru greeted, popping his head into the kitchen, a shy smile on his lips.
"Oh hey Subaru!" I washed my hands and reached for the liquid plaster. He turned around, showing me the cut. I squeezed the sticky liquid onto a cotton bud and gently applied it onto his wound. He winced slightly. I finished quickly, throwing the cotton bud away and packing the first aid kit to where it belonged.
"T-Thanks." He said, shyly looking at another corner. I smiled. "What are you doing?" He asked curiously.
"Making lunch for you, Yusuke, Iori, Ema and Wataru." I explained, pumping yet another sausage full. "You guys aren't allergic to anything right?"
"No." He replied. There is a moment of awkward silence before I can take it no longer. I swallowed thickly.
"I'm sorry Subaru! I got really angry yesterday and well…I'm really sorry for jumping you in the shower!" I apologized, pursing my lips. His eyes widened at the memory.
"I am sorry too…I didn't mean to say such things about you…I just…I kind of got scared, because I never interact with women. I- I'm sorry! I feel really bad about it. I didn't mean what I said! I was just finding excuses to blame my problems on you. I am sorry. " He apologized profusely, bowing low and not daring to look up. "Please forgive me?" His voice comes out small as he peeks up at me.
"Of course! If you will forgive me too! I-I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry bro. I will do anything to make up to you." I gasped, speaking rapidly. He gives me a small smile, scratching his face looking flustered.
"Ah, it's okay really. It was…a good…kiss. I…I have never kissed someone before so…It was a good f-first time." He tries to explain, turning redder by the second. My eyes widened in horror.
"Oh god! Your first kiss? Ah I'm so sorry Subaru!"
"No it is fine. Don't worry about it." He explains. "You don't have to make it up to me. Just forgive me if I act a little weird. I never really had a female friend." He chuckles nervously. I gave him a small smile and a nod, going back to my sausage filling. He stands at a corner awkwardly watching me fill in sausage after sausage, looking fascinated.
"Wanna help me?" I asked after a few minutes of comfortable silence, amused. He nods and reaches to take the filler, he fills the onion skin slowly with meat, accidentally squeezing in too much. The skin tears apart with a pop.
"Ah!" He exclaims in shock. He gives me a horrified look. His eyes filled with worry and dismay, the expression so cute on his face my inner succubus squeals and melts at his expression.
"Don't worry! I'll cover it up with food wrap so it'll be fine." I soothed. He blinks, and his expression goes back to being stoic, upright and guarded.
"O-oh." He stutters, a small determined smile on the corners of his lips. He reaches for the next one, his brows furrowed. I hide a smile as I begun to make a simple salad of edible plants with a sweet and sour Italian sauce and cranberries. He helps me fill every single sausage and gives a small hum in satisfaction when he finally finishes the last perfect one. Each one fat and packed filled with juicy pink tender meat.
"Thank you Subaru." I give him a bright beam. I enclosed the sausages in food wrap and let it simmer for a while before taking off the wrap and frying the sausages letting it turn into a hazel tint. The rich smell of spiced meat, tangy with a mixture of different flavours, floods the kitchen, and Subaru glances at the sausages with a look akin to a starving dog looking at a huge piece of steak. Using a long chopstick, I gripped the sausages out of the pan and placed them on a plate.
"Would you like some? I made extra." I giggled at his expression.
"Okay." He huffs trying to hide how much he wants one, but his stomach growls in hunger and he burns a bright glowing pink. I grinned.
"Here. Say ahhh." I gently sliced a sausage into small pieces and brought a piece in front of him. He blushed, pursing his lips. I watch as a million of different thoughts flit across his face and he opens his mouth cutely finally deciding that filling his stomach was a better option. He chews on the juicy piece of meat and his eyes widened, lighting up brightly.
"Mm" A small moan escapes his boyishly deep voice and a faint dusting of pink appears on his face. Looks like he likes the taste a lot. I smiled. Subaru was just so awkwardly cute, his face turned into a myriad of different shades of red.
"I'm glad you like it." I smiled, taking one and popping it into my mouth for a taste. The welsh onion skin traps the tangy liquefied fat of the minced meat, making the sausage incredibly succulent and juicy. The spices seemed to dance on my tongue harmonizing perfectly with the sweetness of welsh onions before melting into a puddle of meat juice. It makes me long for a plate of rice to gobble this up with. I'm pretty sure my face just gave a weird expression of pure bliss because Subaru is staring intently at me. His eyes trained onto my lips. I blushed flustered. Whoops. I tend to overdo it sometimes. He meets my eye and blushes again. So cute.
He ends up helping me make six identical well-made expensive bento lunch boxes. They were two layered black and red plastic lunch boxes with a simple clasp and a handle. The first layer had three compartments. The biggest long rectangular shaped compartment, I used to store the three lightly salted rice balls wrapped in dry roasted seaweed.
The first one was filled with the classic salted salmon, and the second was a recipe I had learnt online, chicken pickled in honey and soy sauce, which went incredibly well with rice. The last one I left plain, to eat with the homemade sausages which I placed on some lettuce in the second smaller rectangular compartment beside the small rounded compartment which I placed a tiny thermos filled with green tea. The second layer had two compartments where I stored the salad and a couple of grapes.
Perfect. I checked the clock. It was 5.30 am already. I had ended up talking to Subaru the whole time while we cooked. He was gradually opening up to me despite some awkward blushes. He told me how much he adored basketball and sports and he was surprisingly an incredibly kind person.
"I'll be going then Miyu-nee." He walks down the hallway, having gone back to pack his bag. He finally dropped the long ass honorific for me much to my happiness. I open the door for him taking a bento box and passing it to him.
"Good bye Subaru! Take care and stay safe." I called to him. He waves back, blushing before running off to school. I sighed. He was super energetic and sporty, unlike me. I'm pretty much half dead during the mornings.
"Miyu nee-san good morning." I turned to see Iori stepping out dressed in a crisp white school uniform.
"Hey bro good morning. Off to school already?" I asked, smiling brightly. He nods, giving me a blinding smile.
"I made lunch for you. If you want it?" I raised a lunch box up. His eyes softened, crinkling at the corners.
"Yes please. Thank you Miyu nee-san." He reaches to take it, stepping out of the doorway.
"Wait bro." He stops at my words and turns to look at me. I walked up to him to straighten his tie, making it neater on him. He stares at me intently as I do so, his hazel eyes shining with a dark emotion.
"Thank you." He replies politely, giving me yet another soft smile. "Then I will be off nee-san." He leans forward and gently presses his cold lips on my cheek, before giving me a bright beam and walking off. I blinked in surprise. Wow, so caring already? He really keeps up that princely personality of his to the max, but I could sense that under that smile there was something off with that boy. Another riddle for me to crack. How I wish I had the password to everything in life.
I yawned. Looks like the other kids won't be up till 8am. I could take a nap before I give them the lunch boxes. I placed the boxes at a corner, writing a small note for Ukyo in case he finds it weird, also assuring him that I used my stuff and did not touch any of his kitchen equipment, and to not cook breakfast for me, I'll eat it after my 8 hours of sleep. Ukyo seemed like a possessive kind of guy when it comes to his kitchen.
Okay and now time for that forty winks I promised myself…