Kakeru is a 23-year-old who has been living with his older brother's family for a few years now. His daily life oscillates between work and a very warm home where he is so well-taken care of that he has been spoilt. Moreover, his three-year-old niece is rambunctious and expressive enough that he is kept forever entertained and feels needed. The household is always lively and welcoming, which Kakeru attributes to being the reason for his prolonged stay and for his older brother's best friend Hiromitsu's regular visits. "We were two stray souls who had been taken in by this loving young family." However, he feels that it is time to move into a place of his own because he is now an "adult". Nevertheless, life is as perfect as he would have wanted it to be- all up till certain incidents leave him questioning the very ideal home and relationships he had let himself believe in.
View More“-eru. Kakeru… Kakeru!”
My eyes shot open. I would have sat bolt upright too had my body not been that impossibly paralysed by sleep.
I heard a laugh and let my eyes wander till I found a familiar face. I could barely see the man’s grey eyes through the two slits they made when he laughed. He seemed to find my after-sleep distress rather amusing.
“Geez, Hiro-san.” I frowned, a little embarrassed but not showing it. I sat up on the couch and massaged the bridge of my nose.
“You really aren’t a heavy sleeper, are you?” He calmed himself down and settled for watching me as I desperately tried to chase the sleep away.
“If you know that, be a little less loud next time.” I narrowed my eyes at him.
“I’ll try to.” He chuckled and turned towards the dining area. “Come on. Dinner is being served.”
“Ah.” I planted both palms on the couch and stared after him. The guy’s so regularly eating with us that he was practically a member of the family already.
I got up, stretched a bit, picked up the book that I had been reading before I fell asleep from the from the floor next to the couch, placed it on the coffee table among the crayons and strewn papers that had been in use not too long ago and went to join the others at the dining table.
“Ah! Kake-jii’s awake!” A shrill voice greeted me.
“Mm. Good morning, Aki-chan.” I smiled at the three-year-old niece of mine who was seated in her high chair at the head of the table.
“It’s evening!” She informed me matter-of-factedly.
“Is that so?” I chuckled and took my seat to her right and opposite my elder brother. His wife sat next to him and our “guest” sat to my right.
We lived in a decent enough apartment in Tokyo. After my brother got a job in Tokyo while I was still in university here, he invited me to live with him. He let me stay even after his marriage. I ended up getting a job in Tokyo myself and while I did continue to live with his now family of three, I was on the lookout for a place of my own.
Hiro-san, or Fuyukawa Hiromitsu, was my brother’s classmate in university. The two of them have been close since their days as classmates. Incidentally, Hiro-san too had been offered a job in Tokyo and he has been living in the city for over a year now. A year was obviously more than enough time for him to get familiar with our family anyway. Hiro-san had been working at an architecture firm till a few months ago. According to what my brother told me, he had earned himself quite the name. He decided to become a freelance architect owing to that. He was doing fairly well for a twenty-six-year-old designer too. That also allowed him the liberty and the time to plan his work such that he could make it in time for dinner at ours at least three times a week.
“Kakeru.” Hikaru-nii called. “Your hair’s a mess. You seem to have gotten a good nap in.”
His daughter had inherited his brown eyes. And to be fair, his hair was a little messier than mine was. But his hair had always been like that.
“Mm. I was playing basketball.” I said grace and began eating.
“Basketball?” Hiro-san asked.
“Yes. I was peacefully dreaming and then you came and ruined it very loudly for me, Hiro-san.” I raised my eyes to him. Kaori-nee was a good cook and the food did not allow me to make a distasteful face at him.
“That much?” Hiro-san chuckled, raking a hand through his dyed light hair. I still haven’t figured out whether calling it white or silver or grey or a really light shade of black (which would mean that it wasn’t black) would do it justice. Either way, it suited him. It complimented his eyes. “Do you miss playing basketball so much?”
“Mm. Not really. I hadn’t really thought about it. The last time that I played was in university. The dream just made me remember it. That’s all.”
“You were good back then, weren’t you?” Kaori-nee asked. She had straight black hair, maintained short, which, thankfully, Aki-chan got, and a lovely smile that reminded me of my own mother. Our folks were back in Kyuushu and I had’t seen them in a while. I was thankful for this family around me just then though. “I had heard from Hikaru.”
“Ah. Somewhat.” I shrugged, a little abashed. “It was just… fun.”
“Do you play basketball even now?” Aki-chan asked.
“No. I don’t have the time for that now.” I sighed. “I’ve become an adult, haven’t I?”
“Who? You?” Hiro-san scoffed.
I ignored him. “Ah, Nii-san, what time are you going to work tomorrow?”
“07:00 am. Want to go together?”
“Yes. Till the Convenience Store. I have a client to meet.” I continued eating.
“Adult.” Aki-chan echoed.
“Hey, Aki-chan! Don’t flail your hands around.” Kaori-nee scolded her when she flung her arms around.
Hikaru-nii laughed. “Aki-chan, you’ll have to clean up afterwards.”
“Mn.” She made a face and settled down. She hated cleaning up with a passion. That was why her crayons and drawings were still lying scattered in the living room.
This joyous atmosphere was typical of our family dinners. Living with them and watching them every day, I did sometimes feel a little out of place though. I was family too. True. They valued my presence as well. However, it was time to move on. I couldn’t keep clinging to the comforts they offered me.
After all… I’ve become an adult, haven’t I?
“I’ll come again.” Hiro-san said and gave Aki-chan a big, warm squeeze. “Be a good girl while Hiro-jii is gone, okay?”
“Aki-chan is always a good girl.” She proclaimed. The rest of us stood in the entryway and watched the exchange. Thanks to having slept in the afternoon, it did not seem like she would want to sleep any time soon. At least I would have some company while I worked on my ongoing project.
I was part of a fashion brand’s marketing team. They weren’t too big a name in the industry yet but they weren’t doing badly either. If anything, they paid well and offered reasonable work hours. Sometimes, I tended to take on a lot more work than I should though. It wasn’t that I was a workaholic but I liked keeping myself occupied. Even if the contribution was on the work-front, I felt less like a burden to my brother and his family, at the least. There was really no need for me to think that way but… that was just how it was. Besides, my own laziness was to be blamed for my prolonged stay at their place. I had gotten too comfortable.
Ah. Maybe Hiro-san was so regular because of the same reason. We were two stray souls who had been taken in by this loving young family.
“Kakeru.” Hiro-san’s call brought my wandering thoughts back to him. “You’re going to go work again after this, aren’t you? Ugh. I wonder why you go asking for extra work when the rest of us are trying to get rid of what we have.”
I shrugged. “Some of us are yet to become popular enough to have people lining up with jobs to offer, Hiro-san. I’m but a fledgling at this point.”
“Mm. I understand. It’s just… Don’t overdo it. You look tired now.”
“I am tired now.” I admitted. “But I’ll be relatively less tied up after this project.”
“Don’t go running into another one immediately though.” Hiro-san shook his head. “You did that last time.”
“You worry too much.” I commented. “Leave taking care of me to me.”
“Okay. Okay.” He chuckled and looked at my brother and sister-in-law. “Thank you, Kaori-chan. I’ll come again. Then, Hikaru.” He gave a short wave. “Good night.”
“Ah. Good night.” My brother responded.
Once the door was shut, we all went inside. Aki-chan was right back to skipping around. After helping to clean up a bit, I went to the room that I was using and settled to work. Aki-chan joined me for a while with her colouring kit and eventually fell asleep on my bed. It took me a few hours to turn in for the night though.
… I really did need a break after this project.
Notes:
Nii-san/-nii : Elder brother
Nee-san/-nee : Elder sister
-jii : Uncle
“Kuronomiya-kun, you’re leaving already?” Yamato-kun asked when I got up from my desk after packing up. “Yes. I have somewhere to go.” I replied and said goodbye to Shirokawa-san as well who was sitting next to my desk. “Thank you for your good work.” “Likewise.” They called back. I dropped by Hamada-san’s cabin and informed him of my progress on the new project that I had been assigned to. He was rather pleased with my progress too. Conscience clear, I headed out into the 06:00 pm streets of Tokyo. I checked my phone out of habit. There were no calls or texts from my brother. There was, however, a text message from my boyfriend. ‘Come fast.’ ‘Half an hour.’ I replied and po
“Where’s Hiro?” Hikaru-nii’s voice came from behind me as I was attending to the egg that I was frying. I turned to the doorway to find my brother leaning against the doorframe, his hands folded over his chest. He had been sleeping when I had gone to check on him earlier. So, I had started preparations for breakfast while trying to think of the various possible scenarios I would have to make my through once he woke up. “Not here… now.” I responded rather cautiously. “He hadn’t stayed?” He frowned. “I thought I had told him that he could.” “You… remember all that?” I had hoped that we could ease into this conversation but this being brought up right off the bat made me a little anxious. “I was a lot more sober by the time you had gotten home. I don’t remember sending
“You’re still not done?” I asked as I sat on the floor next to Hiro-san at the coffee table after my bath. “Maybe… one hour more?” “That’s okay.” I leaned against his arm. “I’ll wait.” “If you’re sleepy, please go to sleep.” “I can’t sleep properly without you, Hiro-san.” A lie… Maybe. “What is with that?” He laughed and patted my head. “Then, you can wait.” I nodded. I was planning on waiting anyway. I had left my phone on the coffee table next to his laptop. When I began looking around, I saw that the notification light was blinking. I reached out to take it. “Had someone called?” “No. I think you had a message though.” Hiro-san replied. “I did not check.” It definitel was a message and it had surprised me enough to make me sit straight up on reading it. “It’s from Hikaru-nii.” “Hikaru?” Hiro-san stopped what he was doing and looked at my phone as I opened the message. There were just two words on the
I was the first one to wake up the next morning. However, I could not even bring myself to move from the position that I was in. For one, Hiro-san was still holding on to me closely. Secondly, my back hurt a bit. Moreover, I did not exactly want to move. The clock on the bedside table revealed that it was a little past 10:00 am. I had managed to somehow apply for leave on my phone last night before falling asleep. Considering that I had been wide awake before it, it was incredible how much that sex had taken out of me- actually, taken out of Hiro-san and I. Once was far from enough for the both of us and by the time we settled into each other’s arms after that, we barely had enough energy left to move. I looked up at his sleeping face. It was no wonder that he was so popular. Anyone would want to see a face like that as soon as they woke up. Ah… Now I wanted to kiss him. It was past 10:00 am anyway. He had slept enough. I moved his arm
He held my gaze and slowly smiled. “You seem sure enough about this.” Sliding one hand down my right arm, he grasped my hand. “Let’s go back to bed though.” Saying that much and indulging in a soft kiss, he led me back to the bedroom. He came to a stop next to the bed, turned to face me and took both my hands in his. I gave him a questioning look. “You don’t have to treat me like one of your women.” “What? This?” He raised our hands to ask. “It’s not that I am trying to be really gentle or anything. It’s… Despite all my experience and how eager I am now,” he placed my hands on his chest and smiled sheepishly. “I feel like such a boy.” His heart was pounding against my palms. I let go of his hands and wrapped my arms around his neck. “When was the last time that you dated someone for real?” “Towards the beginning of college. Why are you asking me that now?” I shrugged. “Because I wanted to know.” Then I kissed him. “Because this is… amu
I opened my eyes fast because it was still too dark for me to see anything. I was breathing heavily and my eyes felt moist. There was a throbbing heaviness in my chest and my entire body felt numb. I had had a dream and it was painful enough to jolt me awake, almost crying, but I couldn’t even remember what it was about. It was rare for me to dream in the first place and, hence, a dream that was capable of leaving me in a wreck like that was even rarer. It made me close my eyes and try to recollect it again but all I could remember were the emotions and that I was not alone. Maybe… it was a good thing that I couldn’t remember it. I turned on my side and picked my phone up from the bedside table. The time was 01:57 am. I had barely just fallen asleep at 12:30 am too… I turned back and looked at Hiro-san. I was still lying on his arm but he had turned onto his back, his other arm lying over his stomach. He hadn't been awoken by my movement
On unlocking the door, Hiro-san let me in first. He followed me in after locking the door and proceeded straight to the kitchen. "I'll get you something warm to drink. Go change or freshen up if you want to.” I could at least change into something warmer. “Mm. I’ll… be out on the balcony after that.” “Kakeru, it’s cold out on the balcony too.” He said apprehensively. “I’ll take a blanket with me.” I said and went into the bedroom. He had offered no further protest, so I changed into warmer home-wear, wrapped a blanket around me and headed out onto the balcony. It was a little cold but I felt a lot better after changing and wrapping myself up like that. With my back to the wall, I sat on the floor and brought my knees up to my chest, covering myself up with the blanket and looking out at the night. My eyelids felt heavy. It was probably because of all that crying from earlier. “Why are you sitting on the floor?” Hiro-san asked on findin
What seemed like an entire lifetime to me was probably just an hour or so on the clock. That was all the time it took for Hiro-san to get there. I had already seen that shocked look on his face two times before. It was easier for me to offer up a smile the third time. Nevertheless, he was by my side in an instant- his eyebrows scrunched up in a way that told me that I was the only one finding this pattern of meeting strangely amusing. “Kakeru, what are you doing out here?” He crouched before me and took my face in his palms. The worry I saw on his face just then- I wished that I was seeing it on my brother’s. “Meeting out in the hallway like this is really becoming our thing, isn’t it?” I chuckled. “It shouldn’t be though. What happened?” He looked me up and down. “Where are your shoes?” He found them soon after asking, then looked at me seriously. “Hikaru?” I looked towards the door. “I don’t think he’ll want to see you now.” “Huh?” “
Did I have to actually say it out anymore? It seemed to me as though he had already figured it out. I could not bring myself to admit it. Confronted like that, I could not bring myself to deny it either.I had thought that it would be easier to tell my brother about us. I had not told him till then because he was still mourning Kaori-nee and I was trying to be considerate. I had thought that he would understand.“Kakeru, answer me.”What for? And, then what?“Kakeru!”“We’re dating.” I finally said it.“What?” He lowered his voice, his eyes pinning me to every word that I spoke.“I-I said that we’re dating.” I spoke deliberately and clearly. “Hiro-san is my lover.”He stared at me, then nodded. “Lover.”I swallowed nervously. “Yes.”“Since when?”“Almost two months now.”
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