Of Purple and Green

Chapter 9

Yū's head was pounding. The sheer pain of having little to no water in his system sure was taking its toll on him. He was sure that'd he'd barge in, and drink gallons upon gallons of water.

He read the note; this was typical of Shinoa, he thought. Of course she'd be nice enough to willingly welcome Yū with open arms, she was an elegant girl at the least. He still knocked, however. He was rude, loud-mouthed, and ill-mannered, but to his core, he was the opposite. He'd always worry about how his actions, or words, had hurt someone. His middle knuckle cracked against the willow door as he knocked softly.

"Delivery! I've got a new room mate for Hiragi Shinoa!" He said, his accent high and childish.

He heard a loud yawn— it was way too loud to be considered a normal yawn. He moved his head forwards, maybe there was a dog in the house? Or maybe something else?

"C-Come in, it's unlocked..." Yū heard a sweet and innocent tone, he had a small shot of electricity bolt down his spine, as he shuddered. It was too sweet, and too innocent. It was almost as if it was, seductive, or tempting, in a way.

He yanked the paper downwards, he cleanly tore off the tape from the door, not even leaving a slight sign of residue of glue.

He pulled down the door nob, slowly though. He heard the sleepiness in Shinoa's voice, and he wasn't too keen on ruining her schedule. After a few... "Background checks" Yū found out that she had been working pretty heavily to pay the rent of the studio.

Now, Yū was, in no way, wealthy. His brother was the closest thing to wealthy, that happened to be in his grasp. He never payed for education; he was a prodigy, made for the world of physics. Scholarships came, and went. It was normal. He denied many of them that asked him to move abroad, he didn't want to leave his brother to rot away.

—

It was funny actually. Mika was begging for Yu's embrace after Krul and his' first argument took place. It was over who was cooking dinner that night, and eventually Krul had gotten upset about the absence of tomatoes and ladles. Who needs a ladle anyway? Well, witches do...

In any case, Mika came crawling to me, begging me to help him apologize to Krul. It was cute though, watching your senior brother come to you for relationship advice. She wasn't even mad at him, from what I know, she was just upset at how her hobby wasn't properly funded in our home.

The wedding came and went quick however. I remember looking Ferid in the eye, as I smashed his arm into a pane of sugar glass. He groaned after he had lost, and swallowed a shot that had a drop of whiskey mixed with hot sauce. He gagged and shook his head violently. One of the funniest things I've seen a noble do.

I guess everyone is just a human at their core.

I shook the thoughts off, my head beginning to pound once more.

—

"Water," Yū murmured. His voice dry and coarse. He walked straight ahead, a kitchen was dark, but a water dispenser was glowing amongst the dry shadows. A well of hopes inside of the forest of despair. He smiled, and grabbed a nearby cup, it was filled with a liquid, so he downed it.

He winced lightly, he looked down, and noticed the color that stained the tip of the glass. Water never burnt your throat— he began coughing lightly. He quickly filled the glass to the rim, with water, and downed it, the cold blue liquid flowing down his lengthy throat. He sighed, having felt relief in his throat, he walked back to the living room, he had to properly thank Shinoa for—

"Yū-chan—" Shinoa stood ahead of him, her left arm wrapping around his shoulder, and her right hand drawing circles on his chest. Her knee was bent, and she was reaching up to push her nose against his.

"S—" He was immediately cut off when she shoved a glass to him, she licked his nose; and much to his own surprise, he didn't dislike the weird gesture.

"Drink," She said. "Drink to celebrate."

Fuck morals. And with one flick of the elbow, the shot glass emptied into his throat, he cleared his throat after he felt the burning sensation of sweet yet bitter Polish vodka roll down his throat.

Shinoa smirked, her plan had worked. She had researched a way to intoxicate people who rarely drank alcohol, and she decided to use her treasured Polish Vodka to seduce the man.

Yū, however, was not broken. He used the drink as an excuse to do what he did next—

"Woah—" Shinoa squealed as Yū hoisted her up, pushing her against the wall aggressively, his hand came to her chin, and his thumb rested on her cheek. A soft gesture, but his body stuck to her floating one

"Do you expose this much skin to all your boyfriends, or am I lucky?" Yu's hand moved straight down to her thighs, he caressed them slowly, looking up at her with a solemn look.

"Maybe you're the winner of the lottery..." Her cheeks exploded into a fiery shade of crimson, her heart turned white; all the blood from her body had been put into her cheeks.

"Masochistic~" Yū cooed. His dry voice forced Shinoa to take small breathes into his shoulder, her legs wrapping around his waist.

The vodka began hitting Shinoa, then. She lost her consciousness, and began to listen to his every word.

"Y-Yes..." She nodded slowly, biting down on her pink lips.

"Ah-ah!" He rolled a thumb over Shinoa's lip. "I don't want daddy's little princess to hurt herself."

"Yes..." Shinoa hesitated. "Daddy..." She murmured, her eyes were stuck to his hair. His orbs were masked by the jagged spikes of his raven hair. He moved his hand from her thigh to her chest, grabbing a handful perfectly. She was made to fit into him.

"Perfect size," Yū snickered, he shoved his head into her neck, biting down lightly. It was then, that Shinoa moaned lightly.

"Yū-chan." She moaned into the air, her voice a mere whisper. "We can't... I can't— I haven't, and I—"

"Daddy's not so cruel, Shinoa." Yū brought his hands to her breasts, and felt them both. He looked up and smiled. "I was just making sure you weren't touched by any other men—"

|| Alright. Many things to talk about. Yu's pretty stuck up in this book. Hence the daddy kink. Shinoa will be subject to his true glory once they date. However, I think I did well with the hot steamy part, and to whoever commented on the last part begging for a lemon— I'll bring it to you. I promise <3. I felt as though I took a "Chitoge" road with Yū. Hard on the out, soft on the in. Kinky as fuck in between. Well, let's see next time, shall we?