Like Arrows of Fate

Yuki's clothing shouldn't bring battles with her mother every day. Shouldn't. They did.

She truly didn't need that on a day that included Samurakami Kaoru.

Kaoru would have preferred anything other than confronting Yuki but duty required it. Hands shaking and panic running through his veins.

Neither realized that a simple delivery of new kimono would draw them together despite everything that held them apart.