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It has only been a week since Iroha and Kaguya had started living together.
Words could not describe how happy Iroha was to see Kaguya again, even if it was not the same Kaguya she loved in her teenage years, or that… She was an android.
Iroha's little nose twitched at the strange smell coming from the kitchen. She paused Yachiyo's livestream she was watching while working on her new project, and marched into the kitchen.
"Kaguyaaaa? What are you doing? I promise I won't be maaad…"
Kaguya yelped as she shot up, sweating nervously.
"N, nothing, Iroha! It's not like I'm burning down the food again…"
If there was one thing Iroha knew well about Kaguya, it was that she was terrible at lying.
Very terrible.
Just as Kaguya prepared for the scolding she thought was about to come, Iroha laughed. Confused, Kaguya's eyes became wide.
"Are you not mad at me, Iroha?" Kaguya asked insecurely, her hands playing with the hem of her T-shirt.
"Of course I'm not mad at you, Kaguya. But when you do the cooking, make sure you ask me first, okay?"
Just when Iroha put her hand on Kaguya's shoulder, a loud explosion came from the room where they'd put their washing machine.
"Kaguyaaaa?"
Iroha was smiling, but corner of her mouth twitched, and blood vessel was starting to show on her cheek.
She wouldn't make those kind of face unless she was really, really mad.
Kaguya let out a scream as she ran away from the kitchen, and Iroha chased after, trying to catch her.
After Iroha and Kaguya spent all of the daytime cleaning up the mess Kaguya had made trying to make curry-rice, they were exhausted.
"I'm so sorry, Iroha. I'll pay for the new washing machine."
"Don't feel bad. Let's go to bed now, Kaguya. Curry-rice can wait until tomorrow."
Kaguya snuggled closer to Iroha as both of them got into the sheets. Even though everything about Kaguya was so close to real human, her robotic skin was cold against Iroha's.
A groaning voice awoke Iroha from her sleep.
Alarmed, Iroha's heart jumped. From the moonlight sneaking in from slightly open curtain, she could see that Kaguya's face was twisted in fear.
"Kaguya! Wake up, Kaguya!!"
Kaguya stirred until she had finally awoke from her nightmare. She smiled at Iroha, but Iroha could tell that it was a fake smile. She'd always do this when she was upset, or sad. Iroha hugged Kaguya in an attempt to comfort her.
"you’ve been having that dream again, are you?"
"Yes."
Kaguya would sometimes have a nightmare, of all the horrors, suffering, and parting that she experienced in 8,000 years she had spent waiting for Iroha. Tears swelled inside of her ruby-red eyes, and she started to wail like a child.
"I couldn't save her. I couldn't do anything even though she was dying."
Iroha held Kaguya tighter, and gently caressed her blond hair, as bright as moonlight.
"It's not your fault, Kaguya. You're okay now. I have you and you have me, that's all that matters."
Kaguya's sobbing slowly turns into faint sniffles as Iroha continued to caress her hair and her back. She leans her body against Iroha, her tears staining her pajama.
"Do you promise me you aren't going anywhere, Iroha?"
Kaguya asks as she lies down onto the bed again, still sniffling.
"Yes, Kaguya. I promise I'll stay with you, for as long as I live. I love you so much, Kaguya."
Iroha gives a little kiss on Kaguya's forehead. A ritual she did whenever Kaguya was having nightmare, so she can sleep soundly.
It's not long before Kaguya starts to make a little sleeping sound again, but this time, it is much more calm.
And there was a little smile on her face as she muttered, "I love you too, Iroha…"
Iroha let out a small laugh as she lies down on the bed as well, snuggling closer to Kaguya.
"I love you, Kaguya."