Chapter : 12 : A Moment Just for Us

The lock clicked. The door swung open.

And there she was.

Minami.

Her bright eyes widened the moment she saw him, lighting up with pure joy. "Onii-chan!"

Without hesitation, she threw herself into his arms, wrapping her small frame around him in a warm, familiar embrace.

Kazuya let out a soft breath, his strong arms pulling her closer, feeling the warmth of her body against his own. He had been away for too long—longer than he wanted. Holding her now, he realized just how much he had missed her, how much he needed this moment.

Minami nuzzled into his chest, inhaling the familiar scent of him. "You're late," she murmured, her voice laced with playful reproach.

"I know," Kazuya said softly, resting his chin atop her head. "I had things to take care of."

She pouted, her delicate fingers gripping the fabric of his jacket. "You always do."

They stayed like that for a while, wrapped in each other's warmth, as if the rest of the world didn't exist.

When they finally pulled back, their eyes locked. There was something unspoken between them, something that neither of them had to say out loud to understand.

Minami reached up, cupping Kazuya's face with her small hands, her thumbs gently brushing against his cheekbones. Her touch was so tender, so warm, that Kazuya felt himself relax under it.

Kazuya's hands instinctively found her waist, pulling her close again, his fingertips pressing lightly against the curve of her hips. His hold was firm, possessive, protective.

They leaned in at the same time.

Their lips met in a soft, lingering kiss. It wasn't rushed or desperate—it was slow, filled with the emotions they both carried for each other. Minami sighed into the kiss, tilting her head slightly, savoring the warmth of him.

Kazuya's grip tightened ever so slightly. He poured everything into that kiss—the longing, the affection, the silent promises.

By the time they pulled away, Minami's cheeks were flushed, her lips slightly parted as she caught her breath. She didn't pull away from him entirely, resting her forehead against his chest instead.

Kazuya smirked, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Missed me that much, huh?"

Minami huffed, lightly smacking his arm. "You're so full of yourself."

He chuckled, taking her hand in his and guiding her toward the living room.

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They settled on the couch, Minami sitting beside him while Kazuya stretched out, resting his head on her lap.

Minami smiled fondly as she ran her fingers through his brown hair, her nails gently scratching his scalp. It was a soothing motion, one she knew he loved.

Kazuya closed his eyes, exhaling deeply. "This is nice."

Minami giggled. "You sound tired."

"A little."

They sat in comfortable silence, Minami continuing to play with his hair, occasionally twirling a strand between her fingers.

Then, she spoke softly. "Why were you so late today?"

Kazuya opened one eye, smirking up at her. "You worried about me?"

Minami pouted. "Of course, I was! You didn't tell me anything."

Kazuya chuckled. "Just had some things to handle."

Minami huffed but didn't press further. Instead, she continued stroking his hair, her touch light and affectionate.

A moment later, she mumbled shyly, "I… I made something for you."

Kazuya immediately perked up, eyes gleaming with excitement. "You cooked for me?"

Minami nodded, her cheeks turning red. "Y-Yeah…"

Kazuya grinned. "No matter what it tastes like, I'll eat every bite."

Minami narrowed her eyes. "That sounds suspiciously like an insult."

He smirked. "I meant it as a compliment."

Minami rolled her eyes, standing up. "Wait here. I'll bring it."

Kazuya watched her walk away, a fond smile playing on his lips. But as soon as she disappeared into the kitchen, his expression darkened slightly. His mind drifted to the plans he was making—the things he would do to Rika and her group for daring to mess with Minami.

They don't know whose sister they messed with.

His fingers twitched slightly, but before his thoughts could go any darker, Minami returned, carrying a small plate.

Kazuya's eyes immediately snapped back to her. He sat up as she placed the plate on the table beside them.

Minami sat beside him, hesitating for a moment before looking up at him shyly. "I… I made fries."

Kazuya chuckled. "That's cute."

Minami's face burned. "Sh-Shut up! Just try it."

Kazuya reached for the plate, but before he could grab a fry, he smirked and leaned back. "Actually… why don't you feed me?"

Minami blinked, caught off guard. "H-Huh?"

He crossed his arms, tilting his head playfully. "I fed you this morning, didn't I? It's only fair."

Minami's face turned bright red. "T-That's different!"

Kazuya chuckled. "How's it different? C'mon, Minami, just one bite."

Minami huffed, clearly flustered, but picked up a fry. She hesitated before holding it up to his lips, her hand trembling slightly.

Kazuya smirked as he leaned in, deliberately brushing his lips against her fingers as he took the fry into his mouth. His brown eyes stayed locked on hers, enjoying the way her blush deepened.

"Mmm," he hummed as he chewed. "Not bad."

Minami pressed her lips together, her gaze flickering down in embarrassment. "Really?"

Kazuya licked his lips and leaned in slightly. "Yeah. You sure you didn't steal these from a restaurant?"

Minami gasped, her embarrassment instantly turning to outrage as she smacked his arm. "Onii-Chan!"

He laughed, catching her wrist before she could hit him again. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. They're good."

Minami huffed, but a small, satisfied smile tugged at her lips.

Kazuya leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "Thank you, Minami."

Her eyes widened slightly, her heart skipping a beat. "…You're welcome."

They sat there for a while, just enjoying each other's presence.

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After finishing their meal, Kazuya and Minami sat side by side on the couch. The air between them was comfortable, filled with the quiet sounds of the evening. Minami rested her head on Kazuya's shoulder, sighing softly.

Kazuya smirked as an idea crossed his mind. Feeling playful, he let his hand casually slide along her waist, fingertips brushing the curve of her hip.

Minami tensed slightly. "O-Onii-Chan…" she murmured, her voice holding a hint of protest.

He chuckled, amused by her reaction but noting that she didn't pull away. "Hmm? Something wrong?"

Minami pouted, her cheeks warming, but she didn't push his hand off. Instead, she gripped the hem of her sweater, flustered but unwilling to move.

Seeing her hesitation, Kazuya couldn't resist teasing her further. With a sudden shift, he pushed her gently onto the sofa, hovering over her.

"Ah—!" Minami yelped, startled, her wide eyes meeting his.

Before she could say another word, Kazuya captured her lips in a deep, fervent kiss. She gasped into it, her fingers instinctively gripping his shirt.

The kiss was intense, filled with an undeniable pull between them. Kazuya could feel Minami's warmth beneath him, her breath hitching as he moved closer. He slid a hand beneath the hem of her sweater, his palm resting against the softness of her waist.

Minami shivered at the touch, her fingers tightening around the fabric of his shirt. Her heart pounded, but she didn't resist. Instead, she reached up, cradling his neck, and deepened the kiss herself.

Kazuya smirked against her lips. "Getting bold, aren't we?" he teased.

Minami's cheeks flamed, but she didn't back down. "…Shut up," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Kazuya chuckled, pressing his forehead against hers. "You're too cute, you know that?"

Minami looked away, clearly embarrassed. "Y-You always say that…"

"Because it's true." He brushed his thumb over her cheek, watching as her flustered expression softened into something more tender.

As Minami lay beneath him, her breath came in soft, uneven gasps. Kazuya's lips trailed down from her chin to the delicate curve of her neck, pressing firm, lingering kisses that sent shivers down her spine. His hands remained under her pullover, squeezing and kneading her soft curves as if he was claiming every part of her.

Minami whimpered at his touch, her fingers gripping onto his brown hair, pulling him closer. Her body was warm beneath him, responding to his every movement. Kazuya smirked against her skin as he continued his slow assault, nipping at her neck before sucking gently, leaving faint red marks in his wake. She arched beneath him, a breathy moan slipping past her lips.

"O-Onii-Chan…" she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper.

He pulled back slightly, his dark eyes watching her intently. "Hm?"

Minami bit her lip, hesitating. Her face was completely flushed, and her hands trembled slightly against his shoulders. But Kazuya could see it—the longing in her eyes, the silent plea.

She swallowed hard, then exhaled shakily. "I… I want to do it."

Kazuya raised an eyebrow, his smirk widening. "Do what?"

Minami's blush deepened, and she looked away. "You know…"

Kazuya leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "I don't know. You'll have to say it, Minami." His voice was low, teasing, full of amusement at her shyness.

Minami squeezed her eyes shut, her fingers tightening against his shirt. "I-I want to be with you…"

He hummed, pretending to consider her words. "That's still pretty vague." He kissed her jawline, letting his fingers trace the bare skin beneath her pullover. "Come on, say it properly."

Minami let out a small whimper, frustration and embarrassment battling inside her. "Onii-Chan, you're so mean!"

He chuckled, pulling back slightly to look at her flustered face. "And you're so cute when you're shy." His hands slowly slid to her waist, squeezing gently. "But if you really want it, Minami, you have to say it."

Minami pouted, hiding her face in his chest. "I hate you," she mumbled, her voice muffled.

Kazuya only laughed, pulling her even closer. "No, you don't."

She peeked up at him, her lips trembling slightly. Then, after a deep breath, she whispered, "I want to… have sex with you, Onii-Chan."

For a moment, Kazuya simply stared at her, his expression unreadable. Then, ever so slowly, a satisfied smirk curled on his lips.

"Good girl," he murmured before capturing her lips in another deep kiss.

For Kazuya, this was a rare moment of peace. A moment just for them, away from the chaos outside.

But deep inside, he knew it wouldn't last.

Because soon, he would make Rika and her group pay.

And nothing would stop him.

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END OF CHAPTER : 12 : A MOMEMT JUST FOR US!