Chapter 4

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No one's POV

Kuro was doing fairly well with pretending to be Kiku. He was slowly getting tired with it, so he decided to change the game. That day he decided to be himself. Kuro and Alfred were baking a cake. "Could you pass me the eggs?" Alfred asked. "Get them yourself, asshole." Kuro shot at Alfred. He looked at Kuro hurt. "Kiku, are you okay?" "Would be better if I was without you." Alfred was taken back. He knew at that moment it wasn't his Kiku, but he had to play it safe.

Alfred didn't say a thing, not wanting to mess anything up. Kuro rolled his eyes and watched him bake, thinking how amusing it would be if he were to poison it. He shook his head gently, deciding against it. Alfred finished making the cake batter and mixing it, he then poured it into a pan and placed it into the oven. "I hope you get burned, Asshat." Kuro hissed. Alfred pretended he didn't hear anything and waited for the baking to get done so he could figure out what was going on.

While the cake was baking Alfred decided to ask 'Kiku' a few questions. "Who are you?" Alfred asked him. "I'm Kiku, your damn husband you shit." Kuro answered. "What's your favorite game?" Alfred questioned him. "Mario cart." Kuro answered. "Where was our honeymoon at?" Alfred inquired. "LA, California dumbass." Kuro shot back. 'Huh strange' Alfred thought 'If he's not Kiku, then how does he know so much about him?' "You done, asshole?" Kuro asked. Alfred nodded his head as the timer went off for the cake. Alfred got up to get the cake while thinking of a plan to find the real Kiku.

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