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Name: Hiroki Yuuminito

Age: 18

Personality: Hiro is more of an introvert, tending to keep to himself and keep his own emotions and opinions to himself, unless otherwise pushed or asked. He tends to put others before himself, yet is not a pushover by any means.

Bio: Hiroki's father died at a young age, and he never really got to know him. He does wish he knew him, but having not known him, can't have much remorse about his mother remarrying. Because of only having his mother, he grew close with her, and now being older, wants to be able to take care of her and pay back for all she did for him. He wants her to be happy, even if it's by remarrying to a new husband.

Occupation: student and employee at a pet store

 


 

Hiro was by all means happy for his mother. She seemed like a young teenager again, full of joy with this new man she met. So of course Hiro was happy for her. But he also disliked the idea of actually having to deal with a full family again. Apparently he even had a brother now once the two adults officially married. He had yet to meet his brother, but apparently he was the same age as him. Hiro didn't mind too much...but he just hoped the guy wouldn't give him trouble and be mean, or anything. Hiro just preferred to stay in his own world if he could help it. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't at least a bit curious about who his brother would be, having always been a single child. But at the same time he'd heard plenty of horror stories with his friends who had siblings.

 

Hiro had met the fiance to his mother, and approved he was a nice man, good enough for his mother. He hoped it would only be a similarity and same quality of a trait in the mans son, who was going to be his brother. Today his mother and him were moving into their house, since apparently it was bigger and would save cost of them buying a new house together. His mother was fine with it, though Hiro wasn't too pleased. That meant it would be his new brothers 'territory' that he was invading on. He sighed heavily as all these thoughts ran through his head, shaking his head as he packed the last box into the moving truck "All done, mom!" he called into vacant house that now seemed to echo any smallest bit of noise. He frowned, looking at the house he'd lived in his whole life, before heading out with his mother and going to what would be their new home. He stood patiently beside his mother as the woman knocked on the door.

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Name:Semyazza, Akatsu

Age:18

Personality: A straightforward jock, who can be quite playful at times. More so a class clown than a genius. Can be narrow minded and possibly a jerk.

Bio: At the age of eleven, his mother had decided to leave his father, who was a good provider as well as a kind man. With a choice, which his mother had given the nerve to say, the dark haired boy had chosen his dad with the intention of living a happier, stable life, than one with a woman with no feelings. There wasn't much contact between him and the woman, therefore he cared little about her.

Occupation:Full time student, although he works as an assistant with his father at times.

 

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With a sigh the dark haired teen stood to answer the door. Shinji, his father, had already informed him of the woman he was suppose to marry. Personally, due to his sportsmanship, the eighteen year old jock had never met the woman, albeit he didn't really give it any thought. Who was he to say who his guardian could date....or marry in this situation.

 

With a drink in hand, the teen opened the door, stepping aside to let the two in. The multi-athlete didn't even give the others a second look, disappearing into the kitchen to pour himselfhimself another beverage. "Please take off your shoes if you will." He called from his place on the counter. Shinji was a bit of a neat freak, and the house was littered in white carpets, white tiles, white walls, white bed coverings, etc. It was sort of like a mental asylum....or a hospital.

 

Returning from to the couch, Akatsu glanced up, brow raising as he noticed Hiroki, his ex boyfriend. "Tsch, what the hell are you doing here?"

 

"Watch your language Akatsu!" Shinji fussed, making his way downstairs.

 

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Hiroki shifted on his feet with his hands casually in his pockets. He was uncomfortable about this whole move in thing. He didn't think he personally would have a problem with his soon to be brother. But if the guy was loud and always bothered him, Hiroki wouldn't be pleased. He didn't have a short temper or anything like that, Hiroki was quite good at keeping himself composed. But he enjoyed his alone, quiet time. He didn't like to be bothered and around loud people, also meaning in loud crowds like parties or anything like that. Such as why he was never the popular type in school.

 

Hiroki had never met his brother, only the elder male that was to marry his mother. He of course was happy for his mother. He loved to see her so happy and in love as she was. So, at the moment, he really hadn't a single thing against this marriage. He'd have to get used to having a step-brother. But he supposed that since they were older, not toddlers, they'd be able to manage and get along. Or so he hoped. He'd rather not have to deal with a guy that instantly hated him just because he was forced into being part of his family now.

 

Sighing heavily to himself, he ran a hand through his hair. He was fairly calm, even seeming careless about the whole situation as he stood there at the door while he mother knocked and rang the doorbell, signaling their arrival. He casually ran a hand through his dull grayish blue hair before slipping his hand back in his pocket and looking to the door as it opened. He was standing behind his mother, letting her go first, so, he didn't really see the male answering the door. As they stepped inside, both politely slipped their shoes off by the door. Hiroki had an odd feeling though, that voice...

 

His eyes snapped over to the familiar jock standing there, frowning as he glared at the male. This had to be a joke...this was his new brother-to-be? He scoffed "great" he muttered under his breath with a roll of his eyes.

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The jock glanced up at his father giving a dismissal wave with his hand as he once again averted his attention to the other teenager before him. "Tsch, don't act like you didn't hear me brat. I asked you a question." Folding one arm across his chest as he took a sip of the blanco wine in his cup.

 

Shinji waltzed pass his son, snatching the drink from the boy's hand with a frown. " Haven't I told you to stay out of my alcohol cabinet, plus...you're very rude without speaking to my fiance."

 

"Oh right...my bad." Giving the woman a wide, fake smile as he waved. "Heya' my names Semyazza, Akatsu...yours?" Holding out a hand to have the woman shake. Shinji just face palmed in the background. His son would surely make him lose the woman he loved so dearly. Then this would all be a waist of time. Both his and hers.

 

Once again, the father of the jock's bowed to his guests and sat beside his son, now taking a sip from the drink. "It's nice meeting you again Hiroki." He announced, glancing to his soon-to-be wife.

 

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Hiroki raised an eyebrow at the other when he spoke to him like that "Ah, sorry, you were talking to me?" he inquired as he looked to him, clearly with that same, usual monotonous voice of his "I wasn't aware, I don't speak dumbass" he said with a casual shrug of his shoulders as though it was nothing, and a normal, casual and calm conversation. Honestly, would Hiroki have to put up and deal with the male? He supposed it would just give him that much more incentive to move out as quickly as possible.

 

Hiroki just rolled his eyes at the way the other acted towards his mother, and just went and sat himself on the couch. He leaned back, looking to the two males sitting across from him, nodding slightly to Shinji "Same to you" he said as he glanced over to Akatsu who sat beside the older man. Honestly Hiroki didn't know how this could happen. Just his luck. Honestly, what were the chances? It hadn't even been five minutes in this new house. He didn't thing any peaceful atmosphere the parents probably hoped for would last very long. Not if he and Akatsu were living in the same house and roof.

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The older of the two released a laugh, shaking his head. "Mm, your the same old guy I fucked like one year ago." Akatsu teased, not worrying about his father hearing him as he was occupied with his fiance. The jock stood, striding to the other and plopping beside the blue haired student on the couch. Pushing his long hair behind his shoulder, the dark haired make gave a smile.

 

"What's the matter with you? Don't like me anymore. Hm, isn't that silly of you. We are going to be step brothers after all. Hm, I'm sure your mother wouldn't like your attitude toward me." Coal eyes darting away for a moment as he watched his father disappear up the stairs with Hiroki's mom. "Tsch...maybe my dad will get lucky, whatcha think?" Giving yet another wide, teasing smile.

 

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Hiroki sighed to himself as he rolled his eyes. He couldn't believe he would have to put up with this. Even as the other sat right beside him, pushing his hair back and teasing him as he always did before, Hiroki kept the same void, expressionless face plastered on. He glanced to the other as he spoke "You're one to talk" he said with a sigh "First step I take in here the first words out of your mouth are attitude and rude. Not that it's much surprise, you never did have manners" he muttered carelessly as he glanced away from the other.

 

Maybe it was true that Hiroki had technically been the one to break up with Akatsu. But that was because Akatsu, being his jock self, popular self, found him a side lover, while simultaneously still dating Hiroki. Whats worse, when Hiro confronted the other about it, he didn't seem to find a single thing wrong with his actions. Exactly why Hiroki knew he should have never grown an interest in a popular jock in the first place. He rolled his eyes a bit at the others foul words, sighing "You're as annoying as ever" he muttered.

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Akatsu smirked, shrugging his shoulders as he glanced away from the other. "You drink? Father had a whole cabinet full alcoholic beverages and I'm sure that I could get you some if you want. While your mom and my dad is upstairs we can maybe watch a movie, fuck...do anything you'd like." The elder teen teased, standing as he strolled toward the kitchen. "Anything you want sweetheart?" He asked once again, pulling a glass cup from the cabinet to fill it up with whiskey.

 

Leaning on the counter, his elbows propping him up, the athletic male just stared to his ex boyfriend with s goofy smile. "You know Hiroki.... You're as beautiful as before. I haven't seen you around much since we broke up. You...going to college soon? " Brow raised as he took a sip of the dark brown liquid. Akatsu was just curious. Maybe the other had other things to do, as to be the reason he wasn't always seen around town.

 

"So, what do you think of our parents. You envy them...wishing it was us?" Laughing loudly as continued to take more sips from the glass.

 

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Hiroki scoffed a bit as he watched the other "I drink, but not with morons" he muttered as he stood up from the couch. He watched the other as he had moved to the kitchen and gone about getting himself a drink. He was fairly aware the other probably wasn't supposed to be doing as such. Bu Hiroki wasn't some tattle goody two shoes. He may be smart, reserved and on the less popular side, but he wasn't some lame dependent sort. " I don't want anything. If you could show me to whatever room I'm staying in though, that would be great" he said. A thought suddenly came to him. What if they were sharing a room? That would just be an outright disaster. That wouldn't happen, right? He didn't know what he would do if that was the case.

 

He heard the other ask about what he was doing on with his life right now. But he didn't feel he wanted to answer the other. He'd rather not give the other such a pleasantry of such a conversation. Hiro had purposely been evading Akatsu all this time. It seemed all his efforts had been in vain though. Now they were moving in. What a sick joke.

 

He sighed heavily as the other just commented on him, narrowing his eyes as he saw the way the other was looking at him...going back to his teasing ways. Hiroki hated it. He hated the way the other was acting, careless, as though nothing had happened between them. He sighed to himself. He was the one that broke up with Akatsu. So why was it Akatsu seemed more carefree about the situation then he himself was. "Cut the shit, Akatsu. I don't want to hear it" he sighed as he slipped his hands into his pockets "My room?" he pressed on about his earlier inquisition.

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The elder teen stared at the smart guy, a frown replacing his smile. Heavily sighing, the eldest of the two placed his drink down, rolling his eyes as he motioned for the other to follow him. "Don't worry. I already know what your dreading and no we don't have to share," Opening the door to a room which was, as all the rest, covered in white materials. "beds. We do however have to stay in the same room. My father hasn't fixed up the other rooms yet sooooo....you have to deal with me for a while. You ok with that." Arms crossing over his chest, ready for yet another insult from the beautiful, blue haired male.

 

"You can't stay mad at me forever Hiroki." He explained, shaking his head with a frown. What the hell was the other's problem? "We have to get along some day. This is foolish Hiroki. You and I use to date so what's with the hard feelings, huh?" A brow raised, sneering to blue haired teen to answer him.

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Hiroki just remained silent, and void of expression as he followed the other through the house, glancing around they walked. He heard the other talking, and was a little relieved, assuming he was talking about rooms. Seems not, though. He sighed a bit "Oh yeah, I've just been dying to share a room with you" he spoke sarcastically as he stepped into the room and glanced around. The room wasn't much different, looked the same as every other room in the house, except for Akatsu's personal belongings that decorated it.

 

When the other started talking again, about getting along and questioning the others obvious irritation and distance with the other, Hiroki frowned. He turned to look back at the male, sighing "exactly, we 'used' to" he emphasized the one word in particular "And the fact you have to ask, and don't know what the problem is, is most of the problem" he sighed with a roll of his eyes, walking to the more empty side of the room and the undressed bed where he moved to sit down on the edge.

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The older male stared at the other for a while, joining the thinner male on the bed. "Yeah, yeah I cheated...so what. I wasn't thinking straight and being with my friends is what taught me such antics. It's not like I fucked the guy or anything. That's in the past after all. You can't stay mad at me forever Hiroki." A smirk settling on his lips as he sluggishly wrapped his arms around the other.

 

"I know that you still love me Hiro. Why are you pretending, huh?" A brow raised as he waiting for the other's answer. The blue haired boy had changed a lot. From being his loving boyfriend who cares so much for him, treated him with care and respect, into this mean, devilish, selfish teen stepbrother with a vengeance. Ok, maybe that wasn't true but Akatsu was just teasing. However, he could tell the other despised him in some ways.

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Hiroki frowned at the other sat beside him on the bed, mentally sighing to himself. Why did he have to be so annoying like this? Couldn't he just leave him be? Obviously not, he supposed. As the other went on talking about how he hated him and everything, Hiroki found himself getting annoyed, but he did well to him his face void of his emotions, as usual. "Just cheated, huh...?" he muttered, sighing before narrowing his eyes at the other when he felt the arm around his shoulder. He shrugged it off, moving further from the other "I honestly don't even care about that specifically anymore. I'd just rather have nothing to do with you. I found my life is a lot more easier and less stressful by doing that."

 

When the other said he still loved him though, he tensed, glaring at him, the first smallest sign of actual emotion in his face all day "I'm not pretending about anything. You're the one who's still pretending like nothing happened and we're still together. Stop dreaming and catch up, Akatsu. I'm over you" he said a bit harshly, maybe even a bit coldly. It wasn't particularly true. But Hiroki had gotten good at telling himself that so as to not feel as hurt whenever he saw the other or thought about their relationship or anything. And he did well at not showing his true feelings, especially to Akatsu.

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Akatsu sneered, not use to be degraded as Hiroki was doing. With a frown, the older teen shook his head at the blue haired boy with a sigh. "How is life much easier without me? You acted as if I put you through hell. As if I was abusive. As if I'm your rapist. I don't see how I can be such a big impact in your life if you say you don't love me anymore. Life wouldn't be easier or harder without me...it would be normal. Obviously there is still some pent up feelings there." He emphasized, a finger touching where the other's heart should be. "I know there is." A smirk conquering his features as he sighed softly.

 

"You can deny them for as long as you'd like....I don't mind. I do mind if you be such a stuck up bitch. No one has time for that. My father would kill me if he seen we didn't get along, always thinking that it's my fault. Now....at least we could pretend, right?" Brow raised as he awaited Hiroki's answer.

 

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Hiroki scoffed a bit, rolling his eyes slightly "Now your just being dramatic. I'm not making it sound as any such thing. I obviously dislike you, yes, and i distrust you. But no, obviously you're not some murderer out to get me or anything" he huffed, annoyed at how the other was going about this. "You're obviously not understanding the point of what I'm saying, what I'm trying to get at. You never did, anyways" he sighed in slight irritation. This conversation was getting old, and stressful. Why couldn't the other see his wrongdoings, why Hiro had been so upset about the situation of their breakup. The other had lied and cheated to him, but what was worse, he didn't know what he had done was wrong, and he still didn't see it as wrong, so long as he wasn't 'fucking' the guy, as he had put it. He frowned a bit in frustration.

 

"Pretend, huh?" he scoffed when the other said how they could just act to get along. Having had enough, knowing if he went through this much longer he wouldn't be able to keep that calm, composed look and persona about him "You'd be pretty good at lying pretending, wouldn't you? I have had enough of it" he said, grabbing his phone he had set down before leaving the bedroom. He couldn't stand the other. Whenever he was around him, thought of him, a whirlwind of emotions spun in him and he didn't know what to do. He loved him. He hated him. Every emotion in between. It was too confusing and frustrating, so, that's why he always decided to bury such emotions, and seemed so void now all the time.

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Akatsu sighed heavily as he watched the other snatch up his phone to leave the room. It was all so frustrating to even talk to the other. That made the jock know that it would be hell to live with him. "Augh, what a waste of my time." He spoke, standing to open the window to his room for the breeze of the wind to flow inside. His father was happy with the woman he was to marry, but the dark haired male surely wasn't excited with his stepbrother. Getting along with Hiroki, because of their past relationship, would be hard. All the emotional hurt from before would have to be forgiven, even if their relationship status went from lovers, to ex's, to stepbrothers. "Comical. The long haired teen commented, plopping back against his bed

 

Shinji waltzed down stairs, stopping as he noticed his stepson sitting alone. " Is something wrong Hiroki? Was it something that Akatsu has done? Should I go and talk to him for you? Anything you are uncomfortable with? It seems to me that you are quite unhappy. Wait....it can't be because you don't think I'm good enough for your mother, right? I'll treat her with as much care and love as I can...I promise to give her the up most respect.." Shinji ranted on, just hoping he could cheer the young teen up.

 

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Sighing heavily, Hiroki headed out of the bedroom, phone in hand as he just decided to head down to the living room. He sighed to himself as he leaned back on the cushions of the couch, going through text messages on his phone, mostly trying to talk to people to forget about Akatsu. The main thing Hiroki was worried about, was that by being around Akatsu so much, having to live with him, he feared his old, buried love for the other would come back. And Hiroki didn't that. Because he knew he still had feelings for the other, but he rather preferred not to feel rejected and hurt any more by the other, and so that's why he kept his distance.

 

Hiroki was spacing off into thought at the other, eyes locked on the screen of his phone, but not really seeing it. He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a voice talking to him, and looked up at Shinji. He blinked a bit as the other started talking, ranting, practically. He mentally groaned, and all he wished for was to honestly just tell the other to shut up "No, you're fine" he said standing up "I just wasn't expected to be sharing a bedroom, honestly" he spoke as he slipped his phone back into his pocket "Don't worry about it" he waved his hand as he headed back up the stairs and to the bedroom. He knew Akatsu was there, but he wanted to be on a bed, and they'd have to start dealing with sleeping in the same room sooner or later.

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Akatsu rolled his eyes as the other stormed from the room

He had at least hoped it would be better than this. Hiroki was seriously dissatisfied with the current situation, which was quite absurd. Standing from the bed, the black haired male sat at the window, glancing out the glass to the outside. Today was sunny, and looked enjoyable. Maybe he should go and chill with friends for the time being.

 

Footsteps caught his attention, long hair whipping as he turned to regard the person who had walked into his bedroom. Of course, as he expected, it was none other than Hiroki. A smirk took over the jock's expression, a brow raising with a teasing intention.

 

"Ah I see that you couldn't stay away from me for too long. Hm, I knew I had you hooked." Akatsu meddled, giving a huge smile to the younger teen.

 

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Hiroki sighed in slight annoyance, shaking his head to himself as he listened to the father who he had left confused and just standing back there in the living room. He had to admit, top himself at least, that that man was rather annoying. This house seemed rather neat too - too neat almost; immaculate. He sighed to himself, just shaking the others annoying voice and pestering questions from his mind, as he just continued on to Akatsu's room, or, his room, now.

 

Walking in to the room, he rolled his eyes as he was immediately met by Akatsu's teasing and mocking tone, trying to mess with him as usual. "No, you're dad is just annoying as shit" he huffed as he walked over to his bed, taking some of his moving bags off of the bed and setting them to the floor beside it. He tried his best to ignore the ex lover of his across the room on the other side, though, he knew that would be hard to do, living in the same room as him.

 

He had laid on his bed for a little while, before contemplating a shower. It was starting to get late. And he wasn't all that much of a morning person. He always preferred his showers at night, because he enjoyed really hot showers, and they always made him more tired and sleepy. So if he ever took them in the morning, it just made him that much more tired and not wanting to get up yet for the day, just wanting to crawl back in his bed.

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