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Hello, my name is [Last Name] [Name], and I'm a typical college student living alone in a small apartment.
I don't have parents because they died in a plane crash when I was ten years old, and I'll be living with my uncle in Tokyo for a few years until I'm old enough to live on my own. And, thanks to a wealthy relative, my uncle sends some money twice a month because he isn't married yet and has no idea what to do with it.
I didn't want to at first, but my uncle insisted because he has always wanted a son and he had to treat me like one so I could have a father figure in my life, which made me feel fortunate to have my uncle as my family.
I had been living in peace for 13 years when one day, something happened to me on my way back to my apartment after class.
It was late in the evening after my last class, and I thought it would be fun to go grocery shopping for tonight's dinner. As I walk down the street, I see a few children running around, one of whom is a little girl being chased by her friends, who are laughing together.
I just stood there watching the girl run across the street, completely oblivious to the fact that a speeding truck is heading straight for her.
And, as I always do without thinking, I run straight toward the little girl before pushing her away, feeling the pain strike my body as the truck slams into me.
"Oh my god!"
"Someone, please call an ambulance!"
As my consciousness fades, I lie there watching people rush towards me, doing everything they can to stop the bleeding from the wound. As I fall into darkness, I feel a single tear roll down my cheek as I remember my dear uncle.
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[Name] slowly opened his eyes and saw a beautiful meadow with many kinds of flowers, not to mention the sky, which was a glimmering pink and violet with a temple right in front of him.
But that isn't the issue that has [Name]'s attention.
The one who catches [Name]'s eye is a man with an unusual appearance who stands in front of the temple.
His long white hair contrasts with his dark tan skin, red eyes, black sclera, and golden markings on his body and face. A golden kimono with a bright red obi wrap and dark purple pants are worn by the mysterious man. All [Name] does is stare at the man in front of him as he takes [Name]'s hand in his own.
“Who....are you....?” [Name] questioned who this man in front of him was, and all the man said was,
"Welcome..."
That was all it took for his vision to go black....
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"Hey [Name], can I ask you some questions?”
“Huh, what is it?”
“Do you ever believe in reincarnation?”
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[Name] slowly opened his (E/c) eyes and the first thing he saw is the ceiling, which he knew was not the ceiling of the hospital.
Immediately sitting up, [Name] flinched at the sudden headache, which [Name] couldn’t help but rub his temple to soothe the pain. After knowing that his pain is becoming less painful, [Name] looks around and notices that he’s in the room and there’s a huge box in the corner of the room, which he doesn’t know who is the owner of. And when he looked down, [Name] was surprised by the clothes that he wore, which were a simple (F/c) yukata, and that he was waking up on a huge futon that was for two people.
The first question that comes to his mind is, “Where am I...” [Name] looked around and glanced at the door as soon as he heard the sound of the door opening, where he saw a man with pale white skin, pointy ears, and dark blue eyes.
This person also has grey-blond hair, which he keeps mostly tucked inside a purple bandanna, with his shoulder-length fringe the exception. His fringe is shoulder-length, the left-side long enough to be tied up with a bright blue band. The outsides of his eyes are outlined by red markings, with the ones underneath forming the appearance of teardrops, along with a purple mark on his upper lips. His outfit consists of a light teal-colored kimono with psychedelic pictures on the ends of his sleeves and a dark red obi wrap with swirling gold marks on his waist. On his neck are several necklaces with intricate, small jewelry, including a golden amulet. He wears black, billowing pants underneath that drop just below his knees, and his lower legs are wrapped with leg bandages and a pair of red socks.
When this mysterious man saw that [Name] had awakened, the said male could see how this man's face lit up. “Looks like you’re awake. Do you need water?” The mystery man asks as he approaches [Name], who continues to stare at him with caution as if unsure who this stranger is... The stranger noticed this as he raised his brow in confusion.
“Is something wrong, darling?”
CHOTTO A MINUTE
“….D-Darling???”
This made the stranger smirk. “Why? Is it wrong to call my husband by that pet name?”
WAIT THE FUCK MINUTE
“H-H-HUSBAND?!”
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“Let me get this straight. You and I are legally married spouses. The day we were married when we met for the first time at the shrine in the middle of the meadow? But, I don’t have any memories of us getting married, tho...?"
The stranger, whom people call "Medicine Seller" or "Kusuriuri-san," explains that they were married, but [Name] had no recollection of being married, which made [Name] even more confused. “Is there any reason why you decided to marry me? Like, am I chose or something?" [Name] asked again.
“According to my ancestor, each side will choose their partner to marry. And they will give the partner that they choose a time, letting them decide if this partner wants to stay with them or leave."
“But, what happens if they leave?”
“That’s up to them, if they want to leave, that’s fine. The other side will choose another partner to marry. It’s either a woman or a man." [Name] listened carefully to Medicine Seller’s explanation, and there’s one thing that [Name] wonders about.
“You said the other side. What does that mean?”
“Want me to introduce him to you?”
Before [Name] said anything, Medicine Seller pulled [Name] into his lap and forced their lips together. [Name], who is startled at the sudden pull, has his eyes widen and his face is full of red where (H/c) haired male tries to push him away, but Medicine Seller pulls him closer, making [Name] gasp. Without wasting any time, Medicine Seller pushed his tongue inside and [Name] moaned, trying to push him away, but all of his strength was suddenly gone just like that, and he had no choice but to submit to this person that called himself his husband. [Name] felt Medicine Seller leave his mouth and attach himself to [Name]’s neck, making [Name] close his eye at the sudden contact.
When [Name] opened his eyes, instead of seeing the ceiling of the room he'd stayed in with his so-called husband, he saw the same meadow where he first met Medicine Seller, the same meadow with the same flowers, the same sky, and the same glimmering pink and violet.
The difference is that the one who is kissing him right now is when Medicine Seller made eye contact with [Name], and the said male was surprised to see the same man he saw on their first meeting instead of the same male in blue kimono from earlier. Same with long white hair, dark tan skin, red eyes with black sclera, and golden markings on his face and body.
“I-It’s…you…” [Name] exhaled, and the male smirked, leaning forward and locking their lips together once more.
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[Name] slowly opened his eyes, and let out a groan as he sat up, but winced at the pain in his back and his butt.
He cried, 'I don't care if I'm married to a guy, but why am I at the bottom of this relationship? T-T'
Notice how this husband of his is not in the room where he might get some food. So, [Name] decides to get himself clean, which takes him a while since he's not used to it. Well, it's not his fault since he used to take a quick shower when he was alive. After getting himself clean, [Name] put on the yukata that his husband had got for him.
Once [Name] was done, the door was opened and revealed the same man from earlier with a tray of food in his hand.
"Does your back still hurt?" The husband teases and makes [Name] blush furiously.
"S-Shut up!"
The said man chuckles.