Baby Love - A Hakuouki Fan Fiction

Chapter 10

The sunset was visually gratifying a burst of vivid colours painting across the sky as they leisurely made their way towards Miyuki's home. Two friends relishing one another's company upon reaching the said person's neighbouring, Harada surveyed the location while the other, scans a group of youngsters playing at a playground.

"Interesting place," Harada mentioned when his eyes widen at the complex.

"Welcome," Shinpachi gave him a side eye never breaking off his stride.

"Not a safe place for a young lady," his voice echoing within the corridor while ascending the stairs. "This neighbourhood seems vague to me."

"She must have an companion," Shinpachi mused, they reached at the front doorway.

Ringing on the bell they wait patiently for the female to greet them, just then, another door opens showing a half naked aged man gaiting outside with a plastic watering can gripped in one hand. All three of them eying each other.

"I didn't know Saotome san has two good looking boyfriends," he finally spoke up, at the same time, showering the greeneries by the front.

"We... uh..." Shinpachi stammered although his friend was chortling.

"Yes, yes we are," Harada wheezes loudly when the old male snapped his neck over to gawk at them.

"Sorry!" Miyuki flung the door inward as she bestowed an apologetic smile. "Please, come in!"

"Thank you," Shinpachi, followed by Harada walk into the crammed corridor.

"Seat down while I bring over Akane," she calls out to them.

As the duo hunker down accompanied by a contentment sigh, he notices a pink slip of paper slightest crumple, as well as, torn at the corner. Curiosity behold Shinpachi so he reached out to take a peek at the sheet when he realizes it was an overdue notice.

Most of all, he was concerned of how Miyuki was about to react about her job as a nanny and he gulped in trepidation. Shinpachi tuned in to feminine voices before a minx stumbles over her wrapped towel to rush forward.

"Akane!" Shinpachi laughs feeling a sense of joy embracing his adoring daughter. He took a whiff of fruity soap and warm body after a steaming shower.

"You may help her dress up," Miyuki strolls in with a smile. She was drenched from mid waist, her hair in a messy a skewed bun; her eyes alighted with humour.

"Cute apartment," Harada nodded at the girl seeing her anxiously tucking a strand away.

"This is the best and cheaper option for me," she shrugged a shoulder.

"I don't mean to mock you, my apologies," he answered back humbly. "I must say, it doesn't look safe."

"I'm scouring for a better place to shift," she exhaled sitting down organizing the neatly stacked books. 

"You can share a space with your friend," he pecked his daughter's cherubic cheek as she plopped on his lap.

"No," she rebuked mischievously, her pretty eyes darting away although Shinpachi read remorse in them. "I don't want to burden anybody with myself."

Shinpachi and Harada shared the same look yet, remained reserved, the girl presented a stubborn profile. He had an inkling that the two friends might have had a row about this topic. All of a sudden, a reverberating boom filters from above.

"These bunch of idiots," Miyuki groaned in frustration but quickly changed the subject. "Oh! Where are my manners?"

Before Shinpachi had a say into the matter, she fleets off inside the kitchen listening to her rummaging within the refrigerator and returning with cold drinks. Placing each on the table.