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"Just a little more ________~"

"Will I look like Nii-sama?"

"Of course~ Let me finish washing out the dye~"

You nodded softly and stared up at the two red eyes that smiled warmly at you.

"I'll be just like Nii-sama," you said, smiling.

After a few minutes of hair-drying and cutting, Seijurou put two red eye contacts in your eyes.

"Now you look just like Nii-sama, ________~"

"Sei-chan, ____-chan! Dinner's ready!"

Seijurou took your hand and pulled you to the kitchen. Your mother turned around and gasped, "________! What happened to your hair?! And your eyes!"

"Nii-sama told me that I'm adopted. He said that you didn't tell me because you wanted to pull a prank on me."

Your mother gaped, eyes wide.

"________ said that she wanted to be part of the family Mother~ So I said that she should look more like us, then she'd be part of the family~"

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You stared at your homework, bored.

Your hair grew back, the dye faded, and you were once again not part of the family. Your mother died while you and Seijurou were in fifth grade. Your father then started pushing Seijurou more in his studies, using you to deliver his messages.

You scratched at the cigar burn on your shoulder.

Two hands covered your eyes, "________~"

You moved them out of the way and whined softly, "Nii-sama, I'm trying to do my homework!"

He smiled and patted your head, "Sorry sorry! I just came to check on you. You're too quiet ________."

"Should I be louder for Nii-sama?" You asked, blinking sleep out of your eyes.

He smirked, "Only at night."

A blush spread across your face.

You and Seijurou did share a relationship that was more....physical than just a brother-sister deal. No one knew because it would cause quite a scandal.

"Nii-sama is dirty," you muttered.

He smirked and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, "Tonight, it's your turn to visit me ________~"

You nodded, blush still apparent on your face, "But that's not for another three hours Nii-sama! So get out of my room!"

He smiled and left like you requested.

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You stabbed the pork with your fork and bit into it. You were hardly ever given meat. Your father said that the only thing you were good for was probably the ability to marry you off. So he kept you away from sugar and fat.

"Not like it works anyway," he said one night.

You didn't speak to your father anymore. He was dead to you.

That night though, was different.

"_______."

You jumped at the sound of your father staring at you intensely, "I would like you to see me in my room after dinner."

You nodded, heart pounding.

Seijurou gave you a glance and rubbed his foot lovingly against yours. You rubbed back.

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You knocked on your father's door and heard him say, "Come in."

You opened the door and stood in front of him. He was sitting on his bed, holding something in his hand.

"I trusted you enough to give you your own room, ________. Your own little privacy. Then I find this in there."

A square, plastic object gleamed in the light and you blushed heavily, "I-It's not what you think!"

"Enlighten me," he growled.

Seijurou had told you what to do if your father ever found out about the relationship between you and him.

"I-It's a friend from my school. Gina. While you w-were away I let her stay the night and she u-used me to get to Seijurou....she wanted to-"

"Bullshit."

"S-Sir?" You asked eyes widening.

"WHO HAVE YOU BEEN SLEEPING WITH YOU SKANK?!"

You cried out as your father punched you. You backed away and pulled at the doorknob.

Your father pulled you back and pushed a knife against your cheek, "Tell me or I'll carve that ugly mug of yours."

"Father."

The man turned to see his son standing in the door way. Seijurou pushed past his father and held you close.

Your father's eyes widened, "I see....My slutty daughter is sleeping with my own son...."

Seijurou glared at the man who stood dumbfounded.

"N-Nii-sama?"

A booming laugh startled you. You looked at your father, who was laughing. His eyes were wide, "I never expected this ________! How many times has he cum inside your pus-"

A gunshot rang through the house. You stared wide eyed at the man who abused you for years dead, on the ground, and with a bullet straight through his skull.

Seijurou smiled, tossing the gun aside, "Better?"

You nodded, eyes wide with fright, afraid of what he would do if you opposed him.

"Say, isn't it your turn now?"