Saturday,

Ryuko woke up to her boyfriend holding her closer to him. He was probably asleep, and it had become a habit after they began sleeping over at each other's places. She was always cold at night so she would cling to him, and he just got used to holding her.

"Good Morning Ryuko."

Oh so he was awake.

"Morning." She smacked her lips and blinked a few times before sitting up. "How did you sleep?" She asked, beginning a loud yawn.

"I slept fine, how was your sleep?" He asked, kissing her forehead.

"It was nice." She yawned. She knew he didn't have work today or last night so she wasn't worrying all night. "Do you wanna attempt breakfast or get UberEats?" Ryuko was making a joke, knowing she couldn't cook.

"It's Saturday, we eat out on Sundays." He laughed and got up to brush his teeth. Ryuko followed him and brushed her teeth in the sink next to him. "Let's go out for lunch instead of breakfast. Or for dinner." He suggested, not really knowing when this dress rehearsal would end.

"Lunch is good, if we're out by then." Ryuko shrugged, adjusting his shirt on her body. It was a funny tradition for them. Ryuko wore a sweatshirt and he wore the matching sweatpants. He liked baggy clothing so his shirts covered at least her mid thigh. "You do know you don't have to come, right? It'd be boring for you to just watch a bunch of strangers dance."

"It's fine, I want to see your hard work in action."

"It's all a dress rehearsal, we just needed a tiny audience, so it won't be many people and everyone leaves after their class is done. You'd be there for a while."

"Like I said, it's fine. You watch my ceremonies and come to events with me. I want to come to your stuff." He reassured her, and she simply chuckled. "Plus I took time off work to come, I don't wanna be home alone." He laughed, resting his chin on her head.

"Alrighty then. Can you make breakfast though? I don't wanna burn the house down." Ryuko whispered. She always got embarrassed by her lack of cooking skills. She could only make a few things without burning it.

He walked downstairs and Ryuko walked next door. Nejire was actually awake already, watching a Disney Junior show.

"Hey, we're eating breakfast in a bit, come down and we can watch another movie." Ryuko grinned. Nejire got up and brushed out her hair a bit before walking up to Ryuko.

"If you want this to be a nursery, maybe you should make the flowers yellow and white. To compliment the teal?" Nejire said. She had been thinking about it all night. "It's really pretty and would go better and be unisex so there would be no need to change to change it later on, unless the kid wants to."

"True. I'll keep that in mind if we ever plan for kids." She laughed. "Now let's go find a movie."

Nejire sat down on the couch and watched a movie. She was a bit confused because she didn't smell pancakes, crepes, or bacon, instead she smelt fish and rice. It was a bit weird for her, since her mom was very influenced by Western culture and never made traditional Japanese foods or anything.

"Shinya, where did you grow up?" Nejire asked.

"I lived in France until I was nine, then we lived in Japan until I was sixteen. Then we all came here, mainly so my sister would have American citizenship."

"Oh. That's really interesting. I've never been to Japan, but my mom has." She shrugged, watching Barbie Life In The Dreamhouse with Ryuko. "We're you friends with my mom?" Nejire asked.

"Not at all. We were in theatre together but we didn't exactly like each other." He laughed, placing three bowls of fish and rice on the table. "Food's ready." He said gently, sitting at the table.

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From what Tatami could see while waiting for her turn, Natsuo Todoroki was not interested in ballet and was forced to come by his little brother. The complete opposite of her uncle? Uncle? Shinya. He actually looked interested. Natsuo, who sat next to her, looked bored.

"Hey Tatami!" She whispered, sitting next to her. "I got bored so I just found you. Where's Tamaki?" She asked, tilting her head. That was her brother, right? Nejire still thought so.

"Oh, he's at home! We didn't want him to come, he'd just get bored." She shrugged. "Oh, yeah, I forgot, ha. He's actually our cousin. Just moved in. We just consider him our brother." She said, not wanting her to believe that lie anymore. Could accidentally expose some stuff later on.

"Oh. Makes sense. Like with my dad ya know."

"Well, I mean, it's a bit obvious he isn't your biological dad, but he raised you, so he's automatically your dad. We just like calling him our brother because he's cool."

"Oh, yeah, how's he doing by the way?" She asked. She hadn't heard from him in two weeks now, which was expected, but he was Taishiro's nephew, and lived with him, so she kinda expected to see him a bit more, in phone calls or stuff.

Tatami didn't know how to answer. As well as a dead person could be?

"He has a cat! Her name is Luna."

"Do you have any pictures of him with her?"

...

No?

Yes?

He didn't show up on camera.

"Oh hey, it's time to go get changed! Bye Natsuo!" Tatami said, running back to get ready for dress rehearsal.

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Hey, funny fact, I have at least four of these "we aren't related but we are" relationships. Brother, aunt, aunt again, etc.

Anywho, had to rewrite this.