I Will Make You Mine( Karushuu Completed)

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The drive to Gakushū's house was quiet. It was a pleasant silence, Gakushū still held his hand, sometimes tracing circles on the back of his hand with his thumb.

When they got there, Karma marvelled at the sight of their house. Granted it wasn't a mansion, it was still bigger than the average family house. The security cameras zeroed in on them, Gakushū waved at the cameras, and the gates opened.

Gakushū parked the limo in the garage, and tossed Karma the keys, the red head swiftly catching it.

The strawberry blonde led him up the short stairs, to the large double doors. Gakushū took out his own copy of their house key and unlocked the door.

"I'm home" he called. A few maids greeted their master in return.

Gakuho emerged from the living room and welcomed his son, eyeing Karma curiously. "Karma-kun, shouldn't you be at home at this hour by now?"

"He's staying over for the night" Gakushū answered for Karma. Gakuho looked like he wanted to ask them questions but, luckily held his tongue. "I see. Well then, you two are just in time, dinner will be ready in a few minutes"

Gakushū nodded and led Karma upstairs.

Karma's eyes travelled the walls. They passed cases full of trophies and awards, all with Gakushū's name on it. There were also pictures of Gakushū from childhood to teen.

There were pictures of other people, that Karma guessed were the other Asanos, relatives or old friends.

He noted that, there was not a single picture of Gakushū's mother.

Something caught Karma's eye and he halted in his steps. A small photo hung on the wall, there was a younger Asano Gakuho who looked to be in his  teenage years. He was the spitting image of Gakushū, except young Gakuho's hair was unkept, while Gakushū kept his hair neatly combed.

Beside Gakuho was, to Karma's shock, his mother. Long brown hair in a messy ponytail, arms crossed and glaring at the camera. Yet he could see a sort of satisfaction in his mother's eyes.

Gakuho and Natsuki were in their graduation togas so Karma thought this photo was taken at or after their  graduation. But that wasn't the weird thing, it was the fact that Gakuho's toga had so many rips, and he was covered in bandages. "What happened to him?" He wondered.

At the bottom of the picture, Karma read

"I deserved it"

"Karma!" Gakushū called. Karma looked away from the picture and followed after him.

"This is where you'll be staying" Gakushū pushed open a door showing him his room. It was large, not as large as his room though. There was a four-poster-bed, a drawer and cabinet, a closet, and table. The floor was carpeted red, and the curtains were red too, which satisfied Karma.

"My room's just down the hall, so if you ever need me don't hesitate to come to me" Gakushū said with a small smile. "Thanks" Karma nodded.

It wasn't long before Gakuho called them for dinner, and the two went to the dining room together.

Karma and Gakushū sat beside each other, across from the chairman, who was smirking at them.

Dinner was pot roast and chicken soup, which Gakuho himself cooked. It was-no surprise-delicious, and Karma kept asking for refills and seconds.

Gakuho was actually pleasant to Karma, and even let him call him by his first name.

Gakushū didn't even know why he was holding his breath the whole time. But, seeing Karma and his father getting along, it was actually relief for him, and  a good sight.

"I saw a picture of you and my mom when you were in high school" Karma brought up.

"Ah, that. I've known Natsuki since middle school actually, I was her tormenter" he smirks.

Karma raised a brow at that.

"I teased her a lot. She hated me, but it simmered down when we entered high school and we became closer as friends" a fond smile graced his handsome features, something Karma missed but Gakushū didn't.

"Why were you beaten up in that picture?" Karma finally voiced his main curiousity. This piqued Gakushu's interest too, as he stopped eating and was now fully focused on them.

"Oh, she did that to me" Gakuho said nonchalantly. "I did something. And it angered her so much that she ran to the garden, and when she came back she had a pitchfork with her-" at the sight of Karma and Gakushū opening their mouths he said

"Don't ask why we kept a pitchfork back then, it was never even used until that day. She beat me with it"

Gakushū raised a brow. "What did you even do?"

(Author: Some of you are probabably gonna comment that Karma should sleep in Gakushū's room, but their relationship is still new. It's too early for them to sleep in the same bed, or room. IWMYM fact: Gakuho and Natsuki were in diffirent buildings and has no classes together, so they never saw each other in College)