Nekoronii

Part 5: Finest Hour

“I swear, How are we even related!?” Minute shouts at Hour, who's simply splayed out on the couch watching tv. A small mess around her general location as she's spent the last 5 or 6 hours snacking and watching action movies...
“You're Supposed to be a maid! You're supposed to clean messes not make bigger ones!” she shouts at her again. Hour looks to her, concerned for a moment she looks around the small mess around her...
“It's not that bad. I'll pick it all up later...”

It's been like this since The eldest sister arrived here...you were hoping if they bickered long enough they'd get it all out of their system but it only seems to have gotten worse. Surprisingly enough Second is napping while snuggled up to Hour, blissfully displaced from the two women's constant arguments, leaving you alone to listen to them...

“Seriously! At least clean some of the dishes! The ones you made!” the middle sister commands pointing at a dirty plate that Hour had used for the breakfast Minute had made...Hour gets up and cautiously grabs the plate. She looks nervous for some reason...when you examine her face closer she looks like she's struggling with something...she's just washing a plate how could she mess u-the plate snaps clean in half...Hour sweats nervously both you and Minute gleam in shock...Second is slowly waking up and looks on in a daze.
“H-hold on a sec I can do this!” Hour blurts in a panic. She quickly grabs a dirty bowl and snaps that in half. Her normally relaxed demenor starts becoming more anxious...She was too strong to do the dishes...

Minute lets out a huff
“Alright enough of this I'll do it!” she runs up to the eldest sister and knocks the woman away. “Just get out of here! Before you make things worse!” Minute adds, her words digging into Hour's chest...she runs off up stairs
“Hour wait!” you call out but you already hear a door slam...

silence fills shrouds over the house...even Second nervously returns to her spot on the living room couch. You sigh before making his way toward the stairs
“You should apologize to her...” you speak sternly to Minute. The woman is taken back holding up the broken dishes
“Are you kidding me? Look at what she's done!”
“They're just dishes! But that's your sister!” you shout back in a scolding tone. Minute gasps, the sudden shift in tone startling her...she turns her head to the side. Guilt setting in.

You run up stairs your first instinct is to check your room. No one was in there. Next you check the guest bedroom. The room is dark but you make out a large lump on the bed...

you hear the sound of the bath water running in the bathroom. Minute must be preparing a bath for you. After last night she decided that she would draw baths for you and have you go first...you thought it was unnecessary but she insisted. Just to avoid what happened last night from happening again. You're sure she's doing it now as an apology. But that's not important

you try to focus on the lump on the bed, laying in the dark.
“Hey Hour... don't beat yourself up they're just dishes, I can always buy new ones!” he hears his own voice bounce off the walls of the empty room...but Hour doesn't say anything...you stand there for a bit but realize it's probably best to leave her alone...
“Alright, well...have a good night then” you say, defeated. You slowly close the door and walk down the hall. The entire situation was disappointing. He wished the two could get along, especially when they're living under the same roof...

You let put a sigh...realizing your body feels a little sticky...you quickly get some fresh sweatpants and a t-shirt from your room and walk into your bathroom. As soon as you open it, some refreshing steam hits you. You step into the sink room and shit the door behind you. You strip down. Thinking back to how sad Hour looked at you...you wished there was more you could have said to her...but you don't want to bother her either.

You take a step in the room with the tub, were much more steam hits your body. What else hits you is the sight of Hour looking up at you while she sits in the tub...she stares at you blankly...not again...
“S-sorry! This is a misunderstanding! I'll go now!” you quickly try to run off. With how easily she lifts you, you can only imagine how capable she is to break your bones. But as soon as you try to leave, you feel a vice like grip grab you by yor wrist and pull you backwards...you land in the tub, infront of hour. Your back to her. Your face burns bright red.
“S-Sorry! I gotta-” she wraps her arms around you...hugging you...oyu feel her breasts squishing against your back
“don't leave...” Hour chimes in. even though you feel her breasts you can't focus on that. You try to relax your body and just look onward...
“I'm sorry...about the dishes. I'm not very good at this maid stuff...” she blurts with guilt. So she was more worried about how you felt? Minute probably didn't help much
“D-don't worry about it. H-hey, are you sure you want me to stay here? Y-your naked after all” you ask , trying not to panic
“What of it? We're just taking a bath together right?” she asks like it wasn't a big deal. Or maybe she just doesn't think situations like this could be...difficult for a man. But like she requested earlier. You stay.

The two of you soaked in silence. For a moment
“(You)?” she asks. Her voice echoes a little. “do you...want me here?” she asks. Deep in thought. It was something that you didn't really expect but you didn't let her words shake you up.
“Of course! It doesn't matter if you're a good maid or not...you should be here with your sisters! Its your job as the older sister to look after them. I'm sure you'd be worried if you couldn't see them...and I wouldn't be able to stand myself if something happened to you out there!” you blurt. Besides, where would she go? you'd rather her be here then her being out on the streets... you feel her hug you tightly, she closes her eyes and rests her chin on top of your head.
“Thank you (You)...you're so kind to me, even if I am a useless maid...but ever since I saw you...I feel something strange. I don't know what it is, but every time I'm around you...holding you like this now even...it consumes me... and It makes me really happy...and it makes me want to be dependable...someone you can run to when you need help.” she speaks genuinely with a warm smile.
"Hour..." you let escape your mouth. your face bright red...is she saying...that she...?

Your thought is interrupted by the sound of the bathroom door opening. You dart to see Minute, her petite frame wrapped a towel ready to take a bath, thinking you were out by now. Her jaw agape and her face burning red at the sight of you sharing a bath with her sister
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!” she shouts so loud the entire house echoes in her voice. He wouldn't be surprised if the neighbors could hear her...

That night you lay in bed...Minute to your left side scowling at you, and Hour right beside you. Her pajamas of choice being a pair of her panties and one of your t-shirts. She stares at you dully, almost like she was deep in thought...and like usual you felt Second at your feet, already sound asleep...
“Y-you know Minute if you're this mad at me you don't have to slee-”
“I'm just making sure you and Hour don't get too friendly wile Second is in here!” she shout whispers...she completely misunderstood what was happening in the bath...how did things get like this...

To be continued...