In Sickness And In Health (Yandere M. Genius x F. Reader x Yandere M. Prince)

Chapter 45: The Enemy of His Enemy is His Friend

Orion was subject to the whirlwind that followed the grey-haired male's arrival. Haru, despite never having met the older male in his life, seemed very adverse to his presence. At first, after his father had hit him, he just stood there, in shock. He observed, regressing a bit, as "Enmei" began to introduce himself. Quiet as a mouse, he only glared but didn't say a single word, even as he stepped into the house and was hugged by his mother. Instead, knowing he would be hit again if he interrupted, he clung to the younger girl, needing to hold onto something of his.

Oddly enough, though no one else seemed to recognize the male, the brunette's mother was very emotional at his presence. She would hug him and pat him on the head, hold his hand, etc. just to be as close to him as possible. Following her lead, Kazuya also tried to be welcoming though he could not quite touch him, putting a certain distance both away and near him; an equal balance. That also made Haru irritated. He never liked change. The male wanted everything the same every day.

"I didn't think," A pause from the grey-haired individual. "I didn't think I would be welcomed."

"Of course you would be," Eloise sobbed, holding onto him tightly as if he would slip away, "I thought you would never come here. I'm so glad - "

Orion flinched as the woman became weak, her overexcitement bestowing on her a coughing fit. Her knees buckled and her husband supported her quickly, the woman hunching over while he pressed a hand to her forehead. It was like looking into a mirror. She was probably dying, just like him, on a fraying strand of thread. He wondered who would live longer. Though the woman was suffering, it was still a fact that his symptoms had been worse than hers. Maybe that was why Haru changed his mind so quickly about him.

The brunette, as a result of seeing his mother in pain, accredited it to the foreigner. If the older girl had not been holding him firmly in place, he would have tried to maul him. He disliked him bringing such cruel emotions to his mother. Orion made a note not to harm her. The prince didn't really feel like getting killed by the brunette. Though, truth be told, he didn't really know what would set him off. That was probably the same situation that Enmei was in, the grey-haired male glancing over to him with great fear.

"What's he even doing here?! This isn't his house! He wasn't invited! I wasn't told anything about - "

"We didn't know he was coming," Kazuya interrupted, holding his wife closely, "but we should be happy he's here."

"Why?! We're not his family! We're not his friends! I don't even know him! Why is he in my house on my property messing up my morning?! You promised!"

The promise, though Orion wasn't aware of it, was one that the brunette's father had made. The man, out of concern for the boy's hypersensitivity with strangers, always promised that, no matter what, the brunette would be made aware beforehand if anyone was coming over. If it were a business partner, he would call the male and tell him as soon as possible so he could hide the younger girl and Bastien away. He didn't hate the grey-haired male. Not yet. He was just scared, his fear warping into overly aggressive words and actions, especially since his fragile mother was out in the open.

"I did break my promise," the male's father sighed, darting his eyes from Enmei to Haru, "I just forgot he was a stranger to you. I'm sorry. You need to calm down before I tell you this. You're not going to take it well, I know, but it's important that you listen."

"If I won't like it, don't tell me! Kick him out and - "

"Haru," the boy's mother mumbled somberly, hugging the foreign individual tightly.

At her tone, the brunette paused, wondering why she was so fixated on the boy. It wasn't like he was an old family friend. If that were true, Kazuya would have greeted him differently. But, for some reason, instead of standing on his side, his mother was on the side of a complete stranger. He had already forgotten that the people that were strangers to him could be known by others. In this case, he was out of the know, and he didn't like that. His father knew nothing was going to get him to calm down, not even with the younger girl trying to keep him in place. He figured it was best to rip the bandage off quickly.