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Chapter Two: DINNER AT THE MANKANSHOKU'S

I'm Outside. Can you come with me inside? I don't want to do this alone.

Ryuko smirked at her phone.

Everyone was already sitting around the table. Dinner at the Mankanshoku's was a nightly tradition for everyone. The croquette's that Mrs. Makanshoku made with minced unidentifiable, but edible items mixed with potato was something that everyone looked forward to. It wasn't the food inasmuch as it was the family environment that they enjoyed. All of them being from strict or distant families never truly had the pleasure of a nice family meal with great company.

"He's here," Ryuko stated getting up and walking toward the door. Everyone resumed a very stern and strict position at the table.

Ryuko opened the front door. A suited up and nicely dressed Hiro Yagami stood in front of her holding a bouquet of pink Hydrangea's. He ran a hand nervously through his hair.

"Hey," He greeted.

"Hey," She replied, "C'mon. Everyone's waiting."

Hiro walked in minding to take his shoes off at the door and placing slippers on his feet. He walked into the dining area and bowed.

"Good Evening, Everyone. I'm Hiro Yagami."

"Sit," Ira Gamagoori commanded. Hire jumped slightly at the deep boom of his voice. Hiro automatically took a seat next to Ryuko.

"No. You sit here," Uzu Sanageyama pointed to the space next to him. Hiro got up and sat next to Sanageyama, who gave him an evil smirk.

Hiro looked around nervously at all the faces that were staring at him. He suddenly remembered the flowers.

"Oh! These are for you Director!" Hiro excitedly exclaimed holding the bouquet up to Satsuki like it was a trophy.

It was snatched quickly out of his hand by Gamagoori.

"Have you no manners?!" Gamagoori scolded, "These flowers should have been presented to the lady of the household."

Gamagoori presented the flowers to Mrs. Mankanshoku, "For you Madam."

Mrs. Mankanshoku blushed taking the bouquet of flowers with her, "Oh, they're beautiful! Thank you!"

"Sorry…" Hiro mumbled bowing his head in defeat.

"It's a wonder that you're into this guy Ryuko, he's too damn soft," Nonon Jakazure chimed, "Not a fierce bone in his body."

"She's into him because he reminds her of Senketsu! He was sensitive too!" Mako revealed.

"Mako!" Ryuko clasped a hand over Mako's mouth in surprise and embarrassment. Mako struggled against her best friend's hand.

"Senketsu was the name of your Kamui, am I right?" Hiro asked curiously.

"Yeah. He was," Ryuko replied.

"Fresh blood. Has a nice ring to it," Hiro mused smiling at Ryuko.

That was the thing that Ryuko liked about Hiro, he was never awkward with her. Obviously, he was awkward with himself and others, but not with her.

"Dinner time!" Mrs. Mankanshoku emerged from the kitchen with an extremely large hot plate of croquettes. She placed it down in the middle of the table, "Eat up!"

Everybody started to dig into the pile of freshly fried mystery ingredients.

"So, Hiro. Let's get down to business," Satsuki addressed Hiro.

Houka Inumuta tossed Hiro a thick booklet, "Read it."

Hiro curiously lifted the book up to his face, "What is it."

"Your conditions," Satsuki explained, "Read all 1,576 terms and comply with every single one of them. When you have complied with every single term, I shall give you my blessing on your relationship with my sister."

"You've got to be kidding Satsuki! 1,576?!" Ryuko argued, "I know it's your "thing" to give people a hard time, but even this is on a stupid level."

"No, your sister has a right to be overprotective," Hiro defended, sweat dripping down his face, "I'm the outsider here. I'll do what I need to be accepted by the Director and everyone else."

He opened up the book and read the first couple of terms, "Term #1: The Suitor shall not take the Suitee on any unsupervised dates, unless he has complied with 1,576 terms as stated in this book."

Hiro flipped through more pages and stopped at a random page, "Term #456: When Suitee and Friends are out on a date. Suitor must tag along and be in FRONT of group at all times. Being BEHIND the group is forbidden and will result in disciplinary actions. While Suitor is in front of group, he must carry all items of purchase on either his back, hands, arms, or shoulders. He must observe the ergonomic movements of carrying large items for if he drops, trips, or falls with said items, he shall forfeit the relationship and this too will also result in disciplinary actions…."

Hiro stopped reading and looked at the book with absolute absurdity.

"You don't really have to, you know?" Ryuko explained, "Nobody has any control over who I hang out with or what I or you do for that matter. Not even my sister. No offense Satsuki, but you already know this about me."

"Quite so. But the terms and the rules are set on paper. Once they are set, I do not budge. You may be able to see Ryuko and not follow the terms. However, I will be watching and my team and I will make your life quite uncomfortable."

"Sheesh! Talk about an overprotective sister!" Mataro blurted out while stuffing his face.

"She's only overprotective because she finally has real family to care for!" Mako chimed in.

Satsuki's eyebrows furrowed at the embarrassment of this truth, "Gamagoori."

"Mankanshoku! Be quiet!" Gamagoori boomed. Mako glared at Gamagoori while taking a bite out of her croquette.

Gamagoori realized he was a little harsh on his girlfriend so he softly repented, "Sorry, love."

"Mph!" Mako huffed turning her head the other way.

Satsuki stared Hiro down from her position at the table, "Are you comfortable with the terms?"

Hiro looked defeated down at his plate. He quickly lifted his head up and stared at Satsuki with firm resolve, "I'm determined to meet all the terms and be with Ryuko."

Satsuki turned her attention toward her sister, "Are you alright with this arrangement?"

"Doesn't matter to me," Ryuko said with indifference.

Mrs. Mankanshoku popped up from the kitchen once more, "Who's ready for dessert? I've made my specialty upside down angel cake with unrecognizable flour and sugar substitutes!"

She placed the cake in the middle of the table.

"This looks great hun!" Mr. Mankanshoku complimented as he grabbed the knife eagerly slice into the cake. Just as the tip of the knife entered into the cake the dining room door opens abruptly.

Everybody jumped back in surprise at the two unexpected figures standing at the door. A man and woman.

"Sorry to intrude, but I'm looking for a Ryuko Matoi and a Satsuki Kiryuin?," The woman cheerfully greeted.

The woman was not japanese, but caucasian with lightly tanned skin, dark blue eyes that they were almost purple, and long curly black hair. She wore a black top hat with a burgandy overcoat, black vest, white button up shirt, short black skirt, black boots, and red latex gloves. She held a bizarre colorful cane in one hand. The man was tanned and very handsome, slightly reminiscent of the brazilian-japanese model, Hideo Muraoka, his short dark messy hair was waved to one side, he had the most stunning scarlet eyes anyone's ever seen. There was something peculiar about his face, there was an X-like scar that went through his right eye. He wore a dark blue suit with a blood red tie and matching handkerchief.

Ryuko felt this pull towards him, she could not take her eyes off of him. Likewise, he never took his eyes off of her.

Senketsu…?