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"Of course, I'd love to go to your place. Just hope I'm not too much of a bother for a certain someone." Yutarou didn't pick up on the hint, far too excited about having Hiruka over for dinner to notice. "Well, Yui's cooking, so I'm sure you'll like it! Her food's the best. I can only make breakfast foods myself, so Yu-chan and I usually just get leftovers from her. I should probably take up a cooking class or something..." Catching onto his ramble, Yuta chuckled and quietly apologized. Rambling was something he far too often. XX
The walk to Yuta's apartment complex was pleasant, dominated by gentle conversation with a couple of badly executed puns and some not-so-subtle flirting mixed in. Yutarou's apartment complex itself was nothing special, just a boring two-story building with no indoor hallways and stairs that creaked when you stepped on them. "I'm willing to bet you a hundred yen that Jun and Kenta are sitting at my table watching Sailor Moon." XXX
Of course, he was right. "Oi, Yuta! What took you so damn long?!" Jun grumbled, looking up and glaring when he realized Hiruka was there. Yutarou was oblivious. Yuki was not, and she took the moment to smack the top of Jun's head with a frown. "Jun-san, don't glare at guests! Its rude!" She then grinned from ear to ear, hurrying over to Hiruka with a skip in her step. "Welcome to our humble abode, Ruru-san!" XX
"Yo, Yuki-chan." Yutarou watched the two interact with a contented feeling, glad that Yuki enjoyed Hiruka's presence as much as he did. "Yu-chan, Sailor Uranus is about to transform!" Suddenly distracted from her new favorite person, Yuki rushed back over to where Jun and Kenta were sitting in front of the TV. Yuta sighed. "Do you guys have anything better to do?" "No." Ugh. Yui poked her head out from the kitchen to say hi, smiling at Hiruka. "Don't worry, I kind of expected Yuta to invite you over~" XXX
It was then that Yui finally came to look at Yutarou, and she almost dropped the ladle she was holding when she saw the bandages he was stylishly sporting. "What the hell happened to you?!" She yelled, her expression distorting into something between anger and concern. Jun, Kenta, and Yuki looked up from Sailor Moon at the commotion, and Yuki came running over to investigate. "Tou-san, did you lose a fight?" "Is it that obvious that I wouldn't win?!" Yuki and his three friends all nodded, and Yutarou put on his best pout, grumbling under his breath about the fact that he'd won plenty of fights in the past. He was just out of practice, that's all! He could've won! XXX
Five minutes into the meal, Aya arrived home from work, politely introducing herself to Hiruka and taking her seat at the dinner table next to Kenta, who all but ignored the painfully inconsistent conversation going on around him and his girlfriend. The topic of the conversation was constantly shifting from Sailor Moon to food to music to school to Sailor Moon again and so on. Yuta, of course, was definitely used to it, but he felt bad for inviting Hiruka over at a time when all of his friends had also decided to stay at his house for dinner. I should've invited him over when it'd just be the three of us, and not these idiots as well... Nevertheless, Hiruka seemed to get along with his friends quite well, for which he was grateful. Yui and Aya became especially interested in his work as a hairdresser, and Yuki proudly showed up her neatly-trimmed locks. XX
Later in the evening, after the food was gone and the dishes had been cleaned - which had been a vicious cycle of Yui forcing her brother to help and him leaving two minutes later, only to be dragged back in - the group remained sitting around Yutarou's kotatsu table, chatting about everything that came to mind. Yui and Kenta were hell bent on sharing every embarrassing story about Yuta's school days that they could think of, while Jun sat in the background watching One Punch Man by himself, Yuki and Aya playing Cat's Cradle next to him. At one point, Yuki left to go to the bathroom, and paused in front of an old, crinkled Polaroid photograph hanging in a frame on the wall in the hallway. She had to hold in a squeal, hurrying back out into the main room to pull Hiruka up from his spot, claiming she wanted to show him her bedroom. Alone. XX
While the rest of the group continued with their conversation, Yuki led Hiruka to the photograph and pointed up at it with a wide grin. "Ruru-san, isn't that you?" She said, bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet. Sure enough, the photograph in question showed a ten-year-old Yutarou, with his signature bedhead and a multitude of colorful bandaids, one arm slung around the shoulder of a smaller, black-haired child with long pigtails and the shadow of an age-old treehouse in the background. The picture was faded and yellow, torn in places and sporting a coffee stain from when Yuta had discovered the photo while unpacking eight years prior. It was well loved, and at the moment, very ironic. XXXX
The walk to Yuta's apartment complex was pleasant, dominated by gentle conversation with a couple of badly executed puns and some not-so-subtle flirting mixed in. Yutarou's apartment complex itself was nothing special, just a boring two-story building with no indoor hallways and stairs that creaked when you stepped on them. "I'm willing to bet you a hundred yen that Jun and Kenta are sitting at my table watching Sailor Moon." XXX
Of course, he was right. "Oi, Yuta! What took you so damn long?!" Jun grumbled, looking up and glaring when he realized Hiruka was there. Yutarou was oblivious. Yuki was not, and she took the moment to smack the top of Jun's head with a frown. "Jun-san, don't glare at guests! Its rude!" She then grinned from ear to ear, hurrying over to Hiruka with a skip in her step. "Welcome to our humble abode, Ruru-san!" XX
"Yo, Yuki-chan." Yutarou watched the two interact with a contented feeling, glad that Yuki enjoyed Hiruka's presence as much as he did. "Yu-chan, Sailor Uranus is about to transform!" Suddenly distracted from her new favorite person, Yuki rushed back over to where Jun and Kenta were sitting in front of the TV. Yuta sighed. "Do you guys have anything better to do?" "No." Ugh. Yui poked her head out from the kitchen to say hi, smiling at Hiruka. "Don't worry, I kind of expected Yuta to invite you over~" XXX
It was then that Yui finally came to look at Yutarou, and she almost dropped the ladle she was holding when she saw the bandages he was stylishly sporting. "What the hell happened to you?!" She yelled, her expression distorting into something between anger and concern. Jun, Kenta, and Yuki looked up from Sailor Moon at the commotion, and Yuki came running over to investigate. "Tou-san, did you lose a fight?" "Is it that obvious that I wouldn't win?!" Yuki and his three friends all nodded, and Yutarou put on his best pout, grumbling under his breath about the fact that he'd won plenty of fights in the past. He was just out of practice, that's all! He could've won! XXX
Five minutes into the meal, Aya arrived home from work, politely introducing herself to Hiruka and taking her seat at the dinner table next to Kenta, who all but ignored the painfully inconsistent conversation going on around him and his girlfriend. The topic of the conversation was constantly shifting from Sailor Moon to food to music to school to Sailor Moon again and so on. Yuta, of course, was definitely used to it, but he felt bad for inviting Hiruka over at a time when all of his friends had also decided to stay at his house for dinner. I should've invited him over when it'd just be the three of us, and not these idiots as well... Nevertheless, Hiruka seemed to get along with his friends quite well, for which he was grateful. Yui and Aya became especially interested in his work as a hairdresser, and Yuki proudly showed up her neatly-trimmed locks. XX
Later in the evening, after the food was gone and the dishes had been cleaned - which had been a vicious cycle of Yui forcing her brother to help and him leaving two minutes later, only to be dragged back in - the group remained sitting around Yutarou's kotatsu table, chatting about everything that came to mind. Yui and Kenta were hell bent on sharing every embarrassing story about Yuta's school days that they could think of, while Jun sat in the background watching One Punch Man by himself, Yuki and Aya playing Cat's Cradle next to him. At one point, Yuki left to go to the bathroom, and paused in front of an old, crinkled Polaroid photograph hanging in a frame on the wall in the hallway. She had to hold in a squeal, hurrying back out into the main room to pull Hiruka up from his spot, claiming she wanted to show him her bedroom. Alone. XX
While the rest of the group continued with their conversation, Yuki led Hiruka to the photograph and pointed up at it with a wide grin. "Ruru-san, isn't that you?" She said, bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet. Sure enough, the photograph in question showed a ten-year-old Yutarou, with his signature bedhead and a multitude of colorful bandaids, one arm slung around the shoulder of a smaller, black-haired child with long pigtails and the shadow of an age-old treehouse in the background. The picture was faded and yellow, torn in places and sporting a coffee stain from when Yuta had discovered the photo while unpacking eight years prior. It was well loved, and at the moment, very ironic. XXXX
So, I decided to change up how their shared past is revealed, since Yuta does keep a picture of them as kids out where all his guests can see it. Also, I forgot to mention this but Yutarou is incredibly dense. He wouldn't have noticed Jun's disliking of Hiruka, and won't unless its mentioned.