What's love? [Iidabaku]

Halloween NSFW Special [TI KB]

[THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE REGULAR STORYLINE <3]

I'm Tenya Iida, a 19 year old, training to become a pro hero to avenge my brother. Asides from that, at the moment I'm spending the night in a so called 'haunted' house with my Mother. "Iida, sweetie. Your room is on the top floor the right one at the end of the hall. I'll make dinner, alright?" She stated. I glance to her. "I could help if you'd like" I suggest.

"No sweetie, it's completely alright. Go rest, the ride from mustafu was quite long" she said with a small smile, the slight wrinkles on her face shaping around the creases of her wholesome smile.

I simply nod, "thank you, mother" I say. Dad was at work, back in Mustafu. Which I was alright with of course. I pick up my luggage and head up stairs. My eyes examining each vintage painting on the wall. And the wallpaper, red with flowers.

I stopped to a few which caught my eyes. In the first picture there was a little boy with spiked hair, Sitting down on a wooden stool. I'm guessing the woman and man behind him were his parents. The look on his face was seemingly priceless. As if he didn't want to be there.

And in the second which my eyes glanced over to; more or less the same little boy but older in the portrait. He stood with his arms folded, wearing a yukata (male kimono). While his hair was now a bit longer but tied up. I was aware of the history of the house not a lot only a little. The house originally was apart of a Japanese clan by the name of Bakugi. only for everything else to be destroyed and changed, like stacking rooms and such. The people who built it the last time wanted a more Victorian look to it.

I pull my gaze away and finish going up the stairs then walking down the hall. There were more paintings and pictures. Even tiny tables with dolls or antiques. It was kind of sickening that people distorted a part of history just to make it look like an antique house from America or Europe..

I stop at the end of the hall, looking out the window. Before I opened the door and entered. Closing it shut behind me. Then I place my bags down and sit on the bed. If wasn't dusty. Since this home was usually rented to people for a night or few. I look around the room as I stayed where I sat, slipping off my shoes and socks.

Something felt off, but I didn't know what. I lay back, feeling something behind my head.. I then sat back, turning my head.. It was pendant... A brace pendant with I assume rose quartz pink stones that made a flower. I swipe it off the silk devot cover and lay back once more. Studying and caressing the pendant silently.