Getting it together

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Here is a little helper:
✏︎(y/n)=your name
✏︎(l/n)=your last name
✏︎(h/l)=hair length
✏︎(h/c)=hair color
✏︎(e/c)=eye color
✏︎(b/n)=brother name
✏︎(f/n)=first sister name
✏︎(s/n)=second sister name

The words in italics represent thoughts.
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Your brother left you two alone as you stood there, freezing. Yonji squeezed your hand gently to catch your attention.

"When did you learn?"

"Just before the meal."

"So that was it..." he sighed. "I need a drink."

It was now your turn to squeeze your small hand on his large one. You didn't want him to leave you alone. "We can ask someone to send a beer at our bedroom. Sounds good?"

He yawned.

"I take that as a yes," you laughed. He smiled. "Wait, no!" He frowned as he saw your eyes shining with a rollercoaster of different emotions; sadness, panic, happiness, anger..."We have to tell the others, mostly Ichiji. As the heir-"

"You can take a break, you know?"

"NO!"

His eyes widened in surprise at your sudden outburst. You wept with surprise. "I'm...sorry. So sorry..."

He grabbed your trembling hands. "Ichiji won't die if you don't tell him today."

"I'd prefer us to tell him rather than your father by for hat we have to be quick. Therefore...my dear husband, tell me where he is!"

He laughed at your goofiness. "Probably in his guest bedroom but you're in no state for that right now. You're shaken."

"Then will you do it?"

"No."

"That's what I thought..."

"This can wait." A grave voice announced. Used to it, there was no need for you to turn around to identify the newcomer: Garuda.

"I thought about what you said and the relevant points you mentioned. I've come down to a scenario that appears acceptable for both parties." You hold your breath, expectingly. I will work on a new formula. The child will be modified but I will make sure it's feelings won't be affected by it. This is a favour that will only be offered once. Consider yourself lucky, (y/n) (l/n)."

You could have cried with pure joy!

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