DISCLAIMER: I do not own the anime or the characters. But the few OCs and the plot are mine.

WARNING: Swearing and language and a ton of sexy scenes. Blame it all on Ahomine's sexiness please. It's not my fault that I see him as the hottest bae. (Next to my baby Hanamiya ofcoursenesssss.)

IMPORTANT NOTE: There is no incest. Nope nope nope. Aomine and the heroine aren't related by blood so there's no sin there. Shoutout to @AllBeautyDestroyed for leaving such a very helpful comment, thanksabunch :) Halfbrother and stepbrother aren't the same, please don't get the wrong idea on this one. Yeah? Sorry, just had to clarify things so that you could enjoy (hopefully) this book to the fullest. :)

*I dedicate this chapter to my coolawesomelovelycuteamazing kouhaicchi, @darkiscxii (; I super love you bby

*And a million thanks to you, guys. Thank you for adding this story to your library, for the votes and comments on the previous chapter. I really appreciate everything :)

I wanted to post this tomorrow but since it's my birthday, I think I'm going to be very busy. Jeez. Advance Happy Birthday to me. lol I'm getting old :3 ♥

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CHAPTER ONE

"Miyako! Hurry up! Your Uncle Daichi is waiting for hours already!"

Grunting in exasperation, I plugged in my earphones and threw my room -where I stayed for three good months- one last glance before stepping out while dragging my suitcases behind me. I immediately saw my two-year-old baby brother by the stairs, playing with his toy car. I immediately turned to my mother who was busy flirting with her new lover, Aomine Daichi.

"Mum! Kaito is gonna fall off the stairs!" I yelled, oblivious of how rude I sounded and of how loud I was.

They stopped talking and immediately came to get Kaito, even giggling in the process of how they both moved at the same time. I rolled my eyes.

What were they? Teenagers?

Gross.

I walked past them and into the car. I opened up the trunk and dumped my bags inside, closing it with a slam after then getting inside the backseat.

Since all our things were already moved to the new house we're staying, we only had so little stuffs to pack. Namely my things, which I chose not to touch unless everything was sure.

My Mom's hobby: Constantly moving.

We literally had no permanent address.

Like, really. No.

Aomine Daichi came to open the door to the passenger's seat and my Mom got in with Kaito. Then he turned to the driver's seat, closed the door, and started the ignition. And in no time at all, we were already on the road.

I chose not to look at the couple as they talked while smiling sweetly at each other. Somehow, I was used to it. You know, seeing my mother inlove.

Cue 'Sarcastic Laughing Out Loud' here.

She's been inlove dozens of times already..

..and been brokenhearted the same amount of times.

I didn't know, but it's like my Mom loses her shit the minute she falls inlove. Loses her focus to the world, to reality, to me, to Kaito, to everything. She becomes so selfish, conceited, and unstoppable.

Like now.

"Miyako, I hope you'll get along with my son. He's the same age as you." I barely heard my Uncle Daichi said, glancing at me.

I didn't look at him and remained focus on the view outside my window and to the song playing on my Ipod. "Yeah, sure."

"Daiki is a kind boy. I'm sure he'll warm up to you immediately."

"Yeah, sure." I replied in a nonchalant tone, still not looking at him.

Finally realizing that I was not the least bit interested in talking to him, he reverted his attention up at the road ahead of us. I could feel my mother's sharp stare, but I didn't care. I even upped the volume of my Ipod and laid my head back, closing my eyes.

Duhh. Who cares?

About thirty minutes later, we reached our destination. A big, two-storey concrete house. It had a grassy yard, a garage for one, and a clean environment.

Not five-star, but doable.

After parking the car, they got out of the vehicle. I reluctantly followed and went to get my things but realized that my new stepfather already did it for me. He carried them inside the house.

I pulled my earphones out of my ears and took a step inside. It was spacious and surprisingly clean, like they've been preparing for our coming or something.

Ridiculous.

"Miyako? Take your luggage upstairs and fix your room." My Mom snapped me out of my thoughts.

I gave her a questioning look. Like, how exactly did she know that my room was going to be upstairs?

"Come here, Miyako. I'll show you." Daichi said, leading the way.

And again, I followed him up the staircase and infront of a door beside another door. I scanned my eyes around, there were four rooms all in all.

Daichi opened the door and a clean, medium-sized bedroom was revealed in my sight. He placed my suitcases inside and gave me a smile. "Is this okay for you?"

I instinctively nodded my head. "Yeah, thanks."

"Beside you is Daiki's room, then our room, and Kaito's nursery." He explained thoroughly.

"Okay.."

"If there's anything you need, just call my son. He's in his room. Your mother and I will go buy some groceries for dinner later."

I didn't reply and just nodded my head again. He showed me another smile, then patted the top of my head before walking out of the room.

When I was sure he was gone, I closed the door and scoffed. "Call my son? Like hell I would do that.."

I plopped myself down to the bed and brought my phone out to check my notifications.

Three missed calls. Eight unread messages.

I clicked it and viewed who they were from. Oh well, they were all from Aoi Natsume. My ex-stepbrother and Kaito's halfbrother.

I ignored them and buried my face against the soft mattress, thinking about my life and how it ended up miserable.

Because of my mother.

Yeah. Because she couldn't live without a man in her life.

Like, how annoying that was?

Very.

Ten years ago, my father died. I was still eight years old then and so it was very painful. Losing my father meant losing my brother, losing my bestfriend, losing my protector.. It was painful since I knew I could never have another one, nobody could ever replace him in my heart.

However, my mother didn't think so. She started dating countless of men in search for a new partner. But I don't know, all relationships she had didn't last for more than a year. We would move to his boyfriend's house then after a few months or so, they would break up and we would pack up our things again and leave.

Moving in, moving out.

On and on and on..

I spent an entire five years of constantly moving from one damn place to another. Really, my mother didn't even think of how hard it was for me. Making friends and then leaving them, always adjusting and adjusting and adjusting.

Just plain bullshit..

Then it happened, she met Aoi Kensuke. He was an accountant like her and they got married four years ago. We moved into their house and I earned a new brother, Aoi Natsume. He was two years younger than me but he was like an older brother when he acts, so supporting and kind. I thought everything would be perfect, especially when my mother got pregnant with Kaito.

But then everything was only my wishful thinking..

Because Aoi Kensuke cheated on my Mom and the happy ever after they painted on my mind shattered into a thousand pieces. I was heartbroken, I had to say goodbye and leave again. The place I thought home wasn't permanent after all.

After two years of marriage, they filed a divorce. Then we left and rented an apartment, bringing along a one-year-old Kaito with us. It was a bit rough but I had no complaints. I didn't have any problem with babysitting either since Kaito is my brother and I love him. But it's just that..

..Mom started dating again.

It was infuriating! Annoying! Very, very, very depressing!

We were okay. With just the three of us. We could survive with just us.

Me, My Mom, and Kaito.

We could live happily ever after on our own. We didn't need a man who would feed us with pretty words today and then slap us with painful lies tomorrow.

I've had enough..

..but Mom still hadn't.

Months ago, she met Aomine Daichi who just recently had a divorce with his wife. I didn't know what happened but they ended up being engaged. Just like that.

Holy mother of cow!

I didn't know how the two of them think. It's like they were in a hurry with things, especially concerning their love. Like they think they live in fairytales where the princess meet her prince charming that day, fall inlove that very same day, then get married tomorrow, and viola.. an instant happy ever after.

For pete's sake, they had to know that they're in reality.

Where people could get affected with their decisions. Like me. Or they could forget about me, I'm already old enough. But how about my halfbrother? Jesus! Kaito's still a mere baby..

Ugh.

Hashtag GAAH.

Maybe they should try watching the movie Frozen. It would give them a different insight about love or true love or whatsoever that fucking thing is.

That movie was gold. Damn..

It sucks. My life sucks.

"And now I have to unpack my things again? Screw that. I'm sure we'll be moving out soon anyway." I mumbled, closing my eyes and refusing to fix my things or the room.

I wished my father was still alive. If he was, my life would've been perfect. Mom didn't need to find a new partner and we would be happy again. Like how we used to.

It was simple:

My father was my mother's true love, that's why she couldn't find another man who could replace him. It's just too bad that fate had to step in and take my father away from her so soon.

I sighed. Why was I ranting mentally anyway?

Oh yeah, my Mom's stupidity.

But wait, don't get me wrong.

I love my Mom. So much. She was everything I had before Kaito came to us. That's why I didn't say a word to her the minute she made a decision to change how our lives work. That's why I never got tired of rebuilding her heart whenever some stupid man breaks it.

For me, I didn't need a new father. She was enough.

But the problem is:

I was never enough for her..

Yeah.

I groaned and pulled myself up. It's no use reminiscing unpleasant things. That's just plain shit and stupid.

And that's not healthy..

So I stood up and opened the door, turning my head from left to right. When the coast was clear, I stepped out of the room and trotted downstairs to get some water in the kitchen.

The entire house was peaceful and quiet. It was getting dark outside too so the place was dim and kind of shadowy. I stalked towards the refrigerator and opened it, getting a pitcher of cold water. But when I turned around to get a glass, I bumped into a body.

"Oww.." I winced in pain, moving away.

"Who are you?" I heard a very deep, manly voice spoke.

I raised my head and gasped. Standing infront of me was a god- No, scratch that please. Standing infront of me was a tall guy, dark, lean and mascular, and wearing only his boxer briefs.

What the fudge?

I could feel my face burning, my knees were shaking, and I had to hold the pitcher super tight just so it wouldn't fall on the ground. "U-Umm.. I'm.."

"What? I said, who are you and what are you doing here in my kitchen?" He asked again. But this time, his deep voice held warning and he was inching closer.

I unconsciously stared into his face. His blue eyes were staring intently at my face, terrifying my poor soul. His full lips were slightly parted and his nose was perfectly sculpted.

Wow. How can God make such a perfect body? Too hot and sexy.

I couldn't take it.

"I-I'm uh.. S-Shidou Miyako." I stuttered, feeling my back pressed against the refrigerator.

"Shidou?" His brows creased and his jaw tensed. It's like he was mad at me (or my name?) and he could crush my neck in just a single snap.

Wait, why?

I wasn't doing anything!

I nearly squealed in fright when he slammed his fist beside my face, wavering the poor refrigerator (and my poor soul) behind me. Then he cupped my chin and raised it, making our faces inches apart.

"W-What are you doing?" I managed to ask, completely scared and flustered.

He smirked, his blue stare was sending jolts of electricity through my spine. I could feel my heart hammering it's way out of my chest in fear and nervousness. Everything about this guy screamed danger.

Like, real danger..

"W-Who are you?" I asked once again, voice nearly inaudible.

His eyes sharpened and he motioned his face even more closer (if that was even possible).

"I'm Aomine Daiki. Your new stepbrother.."