The day had finally arrived.

The tanuki was finally gonna have her cake and eat it too.

It was finally friday. School went by like a gust of wind, the bells announcing the end of the first week of the year rung, and everyone began making their way out.

The promised weekend of Yukie, Yukie and not but Yukie was finally here.

"I'M THE GOD OF THE WORLD!"

And she made her joy be heard across the seven skies! From the top of her very shaky desk!

"Harui, please get down! Get down! You're going to get hurt!"

And the reason of her joy was circling her desk with her arms up and ready to catch her in case that idiot fell off.

"I AM INVINCI- Uh oh, that shook a little too hard, help me down, help me down!"

"And somehow we're the singles one of the group..." Kikka sweatdropped. She was at her desk, going over her deck. "I was thinking about going back to Sparda and Tura now that I got Plutonic, what do you think?"

"You got the soul for it for sure. But the new deck size limit's your deck's biggest enemy now. That Owls crit may carry you." Satoru replied. "Why not trying Cetos out? You're not running Bico so you don't gotta worry about Operastar losing 10k for a while."

"Oh yeah, I didn't think of that... I'll test that out today!"

The lovebirds, now finally far away from the potential death trap Harui called her desk, finally joined the rest of the group at Kikka's.

"Sup, schmucks? You ready to head out yet or what?" The white haired asked.

"Yeah, let me just pack up my deck." Kikka replied. "I'm going straight to Ruler's Dogma after meeting with Ryuuga-san, I wanna get as much testing in as possible for the tournament this week."

"It's alright, Kikka-san. We weren't going to the Mahapadma anyway. Best of luck in your tournament." Yukie said

"That's right! This is our date weekend so we're gonna go live it to the best! As in we're gonna stop by the supermarket on the way home for me to grab what I need to cook a surprise meal!" Harui declared with a confidant laugh.

"Salmon risotto with a side of duck fat fries and tempura asparagus?" Gojo asked.

"How the hell did you know?! Get off my head, psychic! I do not consent to this mind reading!"

"You stupid tanuki, those are Yukie's well known favourites." The boy sweatdropped. "I'll hit up Nozomi's then. Better go there alone than to have to listen to you saying I took away your holy Kiba moment by going the same direction as you."

"It's precious Yukie time, get it right or don't get it at all, furry." Harui scoffed.

"We appreciate your dedication to the cause, Satoru." Yukie smiled.

"W-why did you say it like that, Yukie-san..." Kikka muttered following a strong shiver. "P-please tell me you're still one of the normal ones, I can't have my sanity break this close to the tournament..."

Yukie's smile was bright.

Harui's smug grin was big.

Kikka's soul was thrown into the pits of despair.

Satoru's stomach grumbled.

"I'll be going now, I'm starving for one of Nozomi's pork bowls."

"Didn't you get food poisoning yesterday? You sure you're good to eat stuff like that so soon?" Harui asked.

"I spent the entire night with my ass glued to my toilet, I think all the bad things left my system already."

"Don't you take food poisoning lightly! It's humanity's biggest enemy! Just when you think you can eat the things you like again, it returns en masse! No floodgates can stop it! Not even an Ark can survive in the floods to come!"

"You're mentioning the bible again?!" Kikka asked.

"Harui has a past with food poisoning." Yukie explained, brushing the white haired's bangs away. "There's a reason she has trust issues with soups."

"Never trust any soup made in Tokyo! They're prone to be tainted by cheap carrots that cause mass food poisoning! I lived to warn others of the dangers of cheap carrots!"

"Keep your cryptic life story for yourself, I didn't ask!" The redhead deadpanned.

But the group called it a day and then went its separate way. Kikka went to lose five games in a row to Ryuuga, Satoru went home after finding the Mahapadma closed already, and the lovey dovey couple went to the supermarket on the way from the train station to Harui's apartment.

With Bachi already waiting for them at the entrance hall, Yukie set down the two bags they got from the store, tossed away her shoes, and crouched to hug the dog.

"Borf! Borf, borf!"

"I know, I missed you too, my sweet manju..." She chuckled. "Mommy's home."

"Look at this guy, completly ignoring the hand that feeds him the second the pretty girl is in sight. Ugh, you men are alll the same." Harui rolled her eyes. "Make yourself at home, I'm gonna take the bags to the kitchen."

"No you're not." Yukie replied. "Go change into something more comfortable, I'll handle the bags."

"Come on, I can carry them from here to the kitchen, it's like seven steps!"

"Not until Sumireko-sensei gives you the green card. You won't be taking any chances while I'm around. It's not too late to install some baby proof measures aswell."

"But-"

But then Yukie gave her the eyes.

"But-!"

The yearning and concerned eyes.

"B-bu-"

And then Bachi joined her!

"Geh, I'm too weak... Leave the bags on the counter, I can put away the things myself." Harui sighed and left for her room, taking the two's schoolbags with her.

"We make one wicked duo, don't we?" Yukie asked with a soft chuckled, offering her hand to Bachi.

"Borf!" Bachi lifted his right paw and tapped Yukie's hand.

Out of her school uniform and into some old trousers and a black sweater, Harui finally joined Yukie and Bachi at the kitchen, which was only separated from the living room by a counter with some stolls, one of which Yukie was sitting upon with the cute dog by her side, both looking at the white haired going through the bags.

"What the- When did we get beans?" Harui asked, holding up one can of beans. "When did we get three cans worth of this stuff?!"

"Bachi loves beans." Yukie answered, patting the dog's head.

"Borf."

"But he gets super gassy when he eats beans!"

"Borf, borf borf! Borf!"

'Yeah you do! Remember last week? You nearly killed Izuru with your butt!"

"Yes, his behind may not consider beans its best friend..." The Kiba began. "But can you say no to this cute face?"

"More than you, apparently..." Harui deadpanned. "We'll be smelling his farts the whole night."

"We can close the door."

"Oh yeah? Can you willingly forbid that precious thing from cuddling up with you?"

Yukie lowered her head with a small blush. Even the stone cold defender armed with a katana had her weaknesses.

"...no."

"Thought so. We'll just open a window." She sighed. "Or two. Aren't you going to change aswell? You can wear some of my clothes if you want to."

"It's fine, I brought some of my own. I'll go change in a bit. I am currently busy enjoying the view." Yukie chuckled, resting her head against her right head.

"You debauched geezer." Harui laughed and got back to work. "Kikka would blow a fuse if she saw how you are around just me. If she has any left. The last line of defense between her crumbling sanity and the usual business of the gang, vocally stating to check out the girl in front of her without a care in a world. Yukie is a pervert."

"She probably has developed a fair idea of it by now. By the way, shouldn't we store the sugar in a higher shelf? Bachi may reach it if we leave it too low."

"Nice try, Kiba. Sadly for you..." The white haired stretched up to put away the sugar in one of the cabinets above her. "This sweater's a size bigger. You won't be tricking me into showing my midriff."

"It's fine. I have a vivid gallery in my memory already."

"I'm sure you do. I also got a very vast gallery composed solely out of you."

"I'd imagine so. You never stop taking pictures of me. The modern phone can only save up so many pictures, Harui."

"What do you think I use my old phones for? Also, Vangle Drive."

"Touché. But you do know you have an eye with video feed, correct?"

"Yeah, but why not have both still and moving images? Yukie across any medium is god tier! Photos? Adorable! Cute! Pretty! Videos? Graceful! Beautiful! Hot! The real deal? A miracle on Earth! A guiding star in my darkest nights! An ever-changing beauty! Looking at her should be a taboo, because the more I do it, the more I want to keep looking! And if I don't look at her enough, my heart rate will go down to zero! Yukie is just too good! My love for her is unparalleled!"

Yukie laughed, going around the counter to put her arms around Harui's waist and pull her into a small hug.

"You're lovely, but you need to look at other things too. The world will be jealous if I monopolize these beautiful pink eyes." Yukie said, caressing Harui's cheek. "Even though... I'd love to have them all for myself."

"One of them may have to look at the crappy world around us, but the other two are all yours. You keep one of them in a drawer for a reason." Harui winked with her prosthetic eye.

"I'd like the reason to not be my sister almost breaking it when playing with it..." The taller girl sweatdropped.

"At least she didn't almost eat it."

"What?"

Bachi unleashed the hidden power he had inherited from one of his mothers upon the other: the killer side eye!

"Oh, nothing." Harui giggled, lightly sweatdropping. "We still got a few hours until dinner time. Why don't you go change into something comfier and we go take that buffalo for a walk?"

"Borf!"

Bachi objects this slander.

"Knowing that bumbling asakusan fool and Neetama like I do, chances are they left packing for the last second and forgot to walk Bachi before leaving for the hot springs."

"I'd like that. A bit of exercise will open our appetite for that special dinner you have planned for us."

"I don't think the dog can eat risotto but I'll see what I can cook up with the beans you got him. What do you think, boy? Will you have them on toast or from the can?" Harui asked, looking over at Bachi.

Bachi didn't respond. His eyes told her everything she needed to know. Those beans would end up in his stomach by any means necessary, even if it meant defying god.

"His snout is way bigger than the can, he can't eat them from there." Yukie chuckled.

"Sure he could, he'd just have to eat in moderation. Or he'd just pick up the can and let gravity do its thing. If there's a bean, there's a way. Either way, we'll need to open a window to get the dead person smell out of here."

"Borf!"

Bachi objects this slander. Again.

"I'll go change. Can you get his leash?" Yukie asked.

"You got it." Harui nodded and looked at the dog. "Come on, boy! Let's go on the best walk of you life!"

"Borf!"

It began pouring heavily during said walk. It wasn't the best walk of Bachi's life anymore.

But thankfully, it only started coming down when they were close to the building, so they avoided getting terribly soaked, but were soaked nonetheless.

"I liked this sweater..." Harui groaned as she kicked her shoes away. "I can't believe it just began raining like that too... Yukie, go take a shower, I'll pat Bachi down with a towel before he makes a mess."

"I can do it. I'm the least soaked of the two. Besides, you're more at risk than us." Yukie replied, already crouching by the dog.

"Alright, alright..."

There was no use in trying to argue about who should go get cleaned first, especially with the damp clothes making her uncomfortable to high heaven, so to the shower it was.

Harui turned on the water, and as she waited for it to get warm, she tossed her clothes into the hamper under the sink and placed her prosthetic in one of the boxes in the bathroom.

She moved her hand under the falling water and immediately pulled it back.

"Ouch, son of a- I keep telling that dumbass there's something wrong with the pipes!" Harui cursed under her breath. "The water shouldn't be coming out this hot with the cold water already turned on! This is why the water bill is so high!"

"Is everything alright?" Yukie asked from the hallway.

"Yeah! I'm stepping in now, I'll hurry up! Don't let Bachi shake himself too much, he'll get dizzy and bombard the hallway with water!"

"Already on it."

"Great, you rock, Yukie!"

Now that the water was finally warm and not scalding her alive, Harui stepped into the shower. As the water hit her body and washed the worries away, she sighed.

"I can't believe the weekend I have planned may get ruined because of some water..... I went my entire life without playing one of those stupid gotcha games, my luck has no reason to be this screwed up!"

Groaning at the universe that she thought was screwing with her, Harui rested her forehead against the tiled wall.

"Maybe if we go when it isn't raining... But what if it starts coming down after we finish touring the aquarium?! I already made a reservation at the restaurant, the stupid weather won't get me my money back...! Damn you, climate change!"

She sighed. After shutting the water off, she squeezed some water out of her hair.

"Just my luck..."

"Are you having trouble finding your shampoo?"

Harui yelped and covered her privates, only to then regain her composure by reminding herself of the people she lived with, not that that stopped her from keeping herself covered. She looked over her shoulder to see Yukie's blurred image leaning against the sink through the shower's patterned doors.

"I'm getting existencial about the weather and our weekend plans. You done with Bachi?"

"I dried him to the best of my ability, but his fur coat is huge. He needs the dryer treatment."

"Oh yeah, that's a two person job...  I'll be done in a sec. There's a towel next to you for your hair if it's too wet."

"Yeah, I already took care of that." Yukie replied. She crossed her arms and looked down. "I was wondering if... I could join you...?"

Harui's eyes widened.

A moment of silence passed.

She moved to the right side of the shower, keeping her back to Yukie.

"It's big enough for two..." She began. "And... You're my girlfriend. You shouldn't even need to ask... Just get in here."

The other girl raised her head and nodded with a small smile.

Once free from the damp clothes weighing her down, Yukie stepped into the shower, taking the left side, and looked at Harui. Moments ago, despite not even being completly visible to the other girl, she kept herself covered, yet now that there was nothing between the two, her concern was to keep the right side of her torso out of sight.

"Harui..." Yukie frowned.

"My left's side my best. Always has been, ever since I was little. Now it shows the curves while also leaving some mystery..." Harui weakly laughed, looking away. "Does that get you all worked up or what?"

Yukie placed her hands on Harui's shoulders and forced her to face her, yet her arms didn't move from their spot. Harui herself kept looking away.

"I thought you were more of a butt girl, Yukie, ahah..."

"Stop joking..." Yukie muttered. "Let me see it. Please."

Harui blushed. Slowly, she moved her arms away from her torso, finally allowing Yukie to see what she was hiding, not that it was anything she hadn't seen before.

Scars, from the operation done to her ribs. Those were the ones she could hide in this situation. There was no hiding the ones on her back, from her spine surgery, or the ones on her right leg, from when she had a rod installed there.

As she was about to lower her head even further, Yukie moved her hand fron Harui's shoulder to the right side of her face, cupping it softly. As she brushed her thumb against her cheekbone, Yukie pushed the hair covering her hollow eye socket out of the way and smiled.

"It's... Ugly, isn't it?" Harui quietly asked. "I'll go get my-"

"Did I answer you with a yes?" Yukie asked in return. "Prosthetic or no prosthetic, Harui is Harui. And Harui is beautiful to me no matter what."

"You're going to make me blush..."

"I'll give more reasons to. Close your eyes."

"Bossy much?" The white haired chuckled, but did was told.

Yukie lifted Harui's head and kissed her right eyelid, making her gap and open her eyes. The shorter girl pulled the other into a tight hug, burrowing her face into her chest before she started sobbing quietly.

"Harui is just too good. My love for her is unparalleled." Yukie said, one hand caressing Harui's back while the other craddled her head.

"Is... Is my body... Attractive to you, Yukie?" Harui asked.

"Of course. It's all I can think about when I'm in my bed."

The two exchanged a small laugh. As her sobbing began to fade away, Harui pulled Yukie closer, and the other girl responded by resting her head on top of hers. Yukie frowned.

"Harui... I'm-"

"Don't." She interjected. "Don't apologize... Anything but that. Please."

"Mhm..." Yukie nodded.

"Can I... Be selfish for a moment, Yukie?"

"What is it?"

"Can we stay like this for a bit longer? I don't want to let go... Not yet."

Yukie smiled warmly and pulled Harui closer, until all leftover gaps between the two vanished.

"I won't let go. Take as much time as you need, Harui."