Sorry it took me such a long time to get this one out. On an unrelated side note I was thinking of changing the title. What do you guys think?
Some suggestions would be really nice and I'm NOT going to be able to update again after the next chapter until I can figure out where they are going on their date so some suggestions on that would be nice.
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Chapter 34
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Our feet pounded against the wet gravel making a squishy crunch sound. The raindrops splashed against my cheeks, cooling my skin, and I savored the feeling. We, Mori, Nekozawa, and I, raced up the path to the front door of my mansion.
(A/N: I don't know if you guys read the notes and stuff at the beginning so I'm going to take this opportunity to tell you to please read them. For the sake of the story, they are important. Thank you)
I trotted up the steps and swung the door open, the industrial sized air conditioning hitting me full force. I held the door open just long enough for Mori and Nekozawa to get inside the dark room before I slammed it shut. I shivered slightly and put my arms around myself.
"It's f-freezing..." I said. From somewhere on the far side of the room someone flicked on the lights, which was immediately followed by a shriek from Nekozawa as he flew into a corner. I closed my eyes, the light momentarily blinding me.
"You would be warm if you weren't out rough-housing about in the rain." Said a dignified voice.
No... please no...
I slowly, and very reluctantly, opened my eyes.
Ifrit fucking Shiva on the highway... (1)
It was my Aunt Isuzu. Aunt fucking Isuzu. She stood there, looking self important in her white heels. If Denjiro and Aunt Sayomi were the free spirits of my family then Aunt Isuzu was the pillar of moral integrity. She was self righteous, prim, and proper. She let her eyes drift over to Nekozawa in the corner and she stuck her nose up in disgust.
"What is that... thing?" she asked. I flicked the lights off and she immediately turned them back on. I scowled at her.
"He's my friend, and you're scaring him!" I said. Her lips pulled down at the corners.
"Mother?" came yet another familiar and despised voice. Mai came strutting in, her flaxen hair swinging behind her. She was worse than her mother. She had long, blonde, silky hair and an hourglass figure. Mai is, talent and appearance wise, perfect. She can speak 3 languages fluently, play 4 different instruments and she's great at sports to boot. She placed her perfectly manicured hand on her hip.
"Hello Hitomi, bringing home strays animals again?" she said, her eyes appraising both Nekozawa and I before she let her eyes rest on Mori.
"Hello Mai, being a bitch again?" I said.
"Hitomi! There's no need for such language." She gave me a scornful look. She placed all of her weight onto one foot. Big warning sign. I could tell she was about to go on a tirade.
"And honestly, hanging out with teenage boys, Hitomi?" I felt my face redden. "What has gotten into you? Your mother would be ashamed." My teeth and jaw were clenched. "And who are these boys anyway? Oh God knows what you've been letting them do to you!"
That was too much. I started to advance on her, muscles tensed and ready to swing when suddenly, the door swung open.
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Woo...