"Mari chan..you need to eat''
The tall slim figure of a thick black haired girl overshadowed the younger mistress sitting over the bed with red velvet sheets. The room was laden with all sorts of expensive furniture, appliances, decorations.
The closet was also just as huge and the dressing table was loaded with brands of perfumes and makeup, with scattered jewellery all over.
The room was painted in a dark golden shade with red curtains and red sheets. However the dim lights made it all almost appear black.
The young mistress sat on bed hugging to her legs with mascara smothered all over her face and broken lamps lying around the bed with glass shattered all over the place. She had been like this since what happened with Aoi and Natsuro.
The taller black hair girl stood obediently over the shattered pieces just like she stood by her that day when they tormented Natsuro. Her feet were wounded but they weren't her only wounds.
"Mari chan...'' she held a tray laden with all sorts of excessive eatables.
"GO AWAY! I SAID GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME ALONE!" The young mistress yelled and tossed the tray over grabbing and throwing it over to the wall with a loud thud that made all the servants in the household shiver in their own way.
"How could she? How could Aoi chan choose that nerdy ugly boy over me and humiliate me infront of him?! Tell me..tell me..Yuki chan? Why? Why did this happen?'' The young mistress frantically spoke holding herself up by clinging to the cuffs of the black haired girl.
"Your mother will arrive shortly from her monthly trips'' the girl responded without blinking, her dull grey eyes made her face look as dead as her emotions.
The mistress slapped her across the face '' THAT IS NOT WHAT I ASKED!" she then shook her violently demanding answers but when she failed to make any accomplishment, she pushed her away and retorted to her original posture back into silence and hugging her knees.
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"Aoi san, can't you like take the couch...like isn't this weird''
I finally spoke after an hour of awkwardness since she laid next to me and kept staring at me continuously without even being distracted once.
It was highly uncomfortable and I just didn't know how to bring it up but now that I did, a sulking expression clouded her face.
"No way, this is my bed'' she responded looking kind of angry.
"Then I can take the couch...'' I tried to get up but she pushed me back down with an arm and put a leg over me keeping me down.
"What the...'' I squirmed a bit.
"Everything on the bed is mine too'' she spoke childishly. I was dumbfounded and also confused whether to laugh or cry.
"You can't do this, remember we were only pretending to be in a relationship, I am a democratically free single man'' I spoke somewhat patriotically and she wasn't impressed.
"Can't it be real?'' She murmured.
"What?''
"Us''
"What do you mean?''
"The relationship, us, can't it be real?'' She asked looking desperately into my eyes.
"No way''
"Why?''
"Have you even seen me? You're super beautiful and I'm a daily average looking guy, you're rich and famous, I'm super poor and on top of it everyone hates me at college and...'' I had a whole list but unfortunately she placed a finger upon my lips to silence me.
"None of that matters, the only thing I want to know is if you like me or not?'' She whispered scooting forward so that her forehead was against mine. My face heated up and I was at loss of words as well. She looked intently into my eyes and her hand slipped over my back.
I got superconscious and uncomfortably arched my back so that my head tossed back a little bit and her face was in my neck.
She kissed upon my adam's apple just above the choker but under the chin, the panic made me squirm but I ended up clinging more on to her and squeezing her face into my neck. She lifted herself up and got on top of me.
"Wait..Aoi san..what are you...'' I whispered before she leaned down and kissed my heated cheek.
"Please..don't joke with me like this I'm ...'' before I could say another word she pressed her lips down against mine. My eyes widened in both surprise and shock...my..my...my..MYYY.... FIRST....FIRST KISSSSS!! AAAAAA!
I was about to burst, I could even feel the heat emitting from my whole body and a series of chills going down my spine as she parted and I felt her hot breath against mine.
"Date me..'' she whispered.
You know, she should ask me that before kissing, like hello, that was my first kiss you witch. Aaa my plans to have my first kiss by seaside under the setting sun has been ruined! And yeah, I'm romantic so shutup ya'll judgemental potatoes.
"I need to think about it'' I said it like some mature adult, well atleast i think I sounded mature.
"You better think yes, otherwise I'm kidnapping you..'' she said before getting off me and laying next to me again.
"That's unlawful'' I replied like a good citizen.
"Don't care, you're mine'' she replied abruptly.
"I'll call 911 on you and report you as a psycho stalker then'' I spoke half jokingly and half bluntly.
"Then I'm going to tell them it's all your fault''
"What is?''
"Making me love you like this''
Her words froze me up for a few seconds.
"You..lo..ve me..?'' I asked stuttering.
"You think I would kidnap just anybody?'' She replied.
"Ah so shameless, you're so shameless!'' I turned over and covered my face inside the pillow in embarassment.
"That's your fault too'' she chuckled playfully.
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"Honey you don't look well at all, haven't you been going to spa at all? Look at how dull your skin looks?''
An older woman with ginger brown hair like the young mistress sat on the table in her expensive red velvet gown while delicately cutting the meat with fork and knife.
"I am fine mother, is father not going to visit ever? It's been 2 months for you as well, didn't you tell me you would visit every month'' the mistress spoke, the blackhaired dull girl stood by her as usual.
"Oh darling, you know how busy he gets with all these buisness matters'' the older woman ate neatly without even a morsel sticking to her lips or falling.
"Yeah, as usual'' the young mistress murmured ''I'm going to bed, don't disturb me'' she got up quite upset and walked off while the unconcerned mother focused on her perfect eating skills, the black haired girl followed the young mistress.
"Yuki chan..did you do what I asked for'' the young mistress paused halfway through stairs with her long purple night gown resting against the fine furnished tiles of the stairs.
"Yes Mari chan, he has two fathers, alpha and omega, his omega father raised him, he runs a coffee shop not too far from college. The alpha father was kept on a restraining order from approaching any of them, I have called him as you asked me to'' the blackhaired girl responded.
"Good, arrange a lawyer...that Hiromitsu Natsuro, he embarrassed me infront of Aoi chan, I'm going to punish him thoroughly'' the young mistress smirked moving on and the blackhaired girl followed as usual.
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"Akio san, I think I can walk just fine, not that I mind you carrying me like a princess but you're straining yourself like this'' Keitarou said filing his nails while Akio was carrying him out of the clinic princess style towards the car.
"You should just say so then'' Akio dropped him halfway through.
"Wahh so cruel, how could you'' Keitarou whined holding his butt and got up brushing his clothes.
"The doctor said you have a tough built so you're lucky to not get that hurt'' Akio got in the car and Keitarou followed in.
"I already told you that but daddy's such a worrywart'' Keitarou fastened his seatbelt.
"Don't play smart and stop calling me that'' Akio sighed starting the car.
"Why daddy? You don't like it daddy?'' Keitarou chuckled teasing him on even more.
"Don't use vocabulary that you don't know the meaning of'' Akio sighed.
"I'm 23 daddy, I know what it means'' Keitarou laughed.
"And stop coming to my shop for every little thing''
"No, nup, no can't do, I'm a paying customer so I'll come at my own will''
"I'll pack you in a plastic bag and toss you in the dumpster''
"Uwahh Akio san, are you calling me trash so cruel..''
"Hey stop pulling at my arm I'm driving''
"So mean, now what would you do if I committed suicide because you're too mean''
"I'll come to eat at your funeral''
"Does that mean you would come to my funeral?''
"Was that the only part you heard?''
"Yeah because that means I'm important and you'll come to my funeral'' Keitarou chuckled and Akio facepalmed.
"You're such an annoying brat'' Akio couldn't help smile nevertheless.
"So, when am I meeting your son?'' Keitarou asked kind of excited.
"Hm? Why would I introduce such a lousy kid like you to my son, such a bad influence'' Akio spoke teasingly.
"Again, so mean'' Keitarou mumbled folding his arms.
The phone on the deck began to vibrate but before Akio could pick his phone Keitarou abruptly picked it up.
"Unknown number?'' He picked the call.
''hello?''
"Such a mannerless kid, how could you pick someone else's phone?'' Akio shook his head.
"Police station? But why? Huh?''
"Who the hell is that? Give me the phone'' Akio left the steering to one hand and snatched the phone from other.
"WHAT? FIRE? MY HOME?!!"