Chapter 18B: Hana’s Submission

Hana was still gathering her thoughts from advanced chemistry when she reached the hallway junction near the cafeteria and found her path blocked — not by accident, she realized a half-second too late.

“Hana, right? Advanced chem?” Robby Felder was already too close, one hand braced against the wall above her head, effectively boxing her in without quite touching her. He was big, built like the soccer forward he was, and up close his size felt less like an accident of biology and more like something he was using on purpose.

“I have somewhere to be,” Hana said, trying to angle past him.

“Come on, just five minutes. I’ve been trying to talk to you for weeks.” He leaned in closer, his other hand coming up to brace against the wall on her other side now, fully caging her against it. “One dinner. That’s all I’m asking.”

“No.” She kept her voice level, though her pulse had started hammering. “I said no already. Twice, actually.”

“You haven’t even given me a real reason—”

“I don’t owe you a reason.” She put both hands against his chest and pushed, not hard, just enough to signal she meant it. “Move.”

He didn’t move. If anything, his hand came off the wall and caught her shoulder instead, shoving her back against the brick hard enough that her breath left her in a startled gasp. The hallway around them had gone strange and distant, the way it does when fear takes over the parts of the brain that usually manage a crowd, and Hana felt the first hot press of tears before she’d even registered deciding to cry.

“Whoa, hey—” Robby started, some flicker of realizing he’d gone too far crossing his face.

He never finished the sentence.

One second he was looming over her, and the next he was on his knees on the hallway tile, one hand clawing uselessly at the base of his own neck, a strangled, high sound coming out of him that had nothing dignified left in it at all. Kaito stood behind him, two fingers still pressed with surgical precision into the exact pressure point he’d released, watching Robby writhe with the same flat, clinical attention he brought to a difficult trading position.

“Let me assist,” Kaito said, “let’s learn some behavior modification,” almost pleasantly, as though he were offering to hold a door. “This butt head won’t ever accost you again. Hey! Apologize to my sister now, or you’ll get a second helping of some serious hurt”

“I- I’m sorry, Hana. I won’t bother you again.”

Kaito released the pressure point. Robby collapsed sideways, gasping, cradling his own neck like it might fall off, and a small crowd of students had already started gathering at a cautious distance, phones half-raised, no one quite brave enough to intervene on either side.

Kaito crouched down to Robby’s eye level, voice still perfectly even. “You are leaving this hallway unharmed because I chose to let you,” Kaito said. “Do not mistake that for permission to do this again.” Or any woman who’s told you no twice already.”

Robby, still wheezing, managed only a strangled nod.

With a small crowded gathered, some with phones out, Kaito rose, brushed nonexistent dust off his knees, and turned to Hana. His whole demeanor shifting instantly from cold precision to something gentler, careful in a way that had nothing performative in it now that the audience was breaking up.

“Hey.” He reached for her, and she let him pull her into a hug, still shaking. “I’ve got you. He’s not getting back up anytime soon.”

“How did you even—” Hana’s voice came out thin, unsteady. “How were you even here?”

“I wasn’t, at first,” Kaito admitted, keeping one arm around her as he steered her gently away from the gathering crowd. “I got a text from someone in your chem class who saw him corner you outside the lab door. I ran.” He glanced back once at Robby, still on the floor, still cradling his neck. “I’m glad I did.”

Hana wiped at her face, half-laughing despite the tears, the fear finally starting to drain out of her shoulders. “Remind me never to make you angry.”

“You never have to worry about that,” Kaito said, quiet, serious now. “That’s reserved for people who put their hands on you.”

Kaito walked her to the cafeteria himself, one arm still loosely around her shoulders, and found them a table in the corner, away from the worst of the noise. Hana sat down across from him, hands wrapped around a water bottle she wasn’t drinking from, staring at nothing.

“You don’t have to eat if you don’t want to,” Kaito said, sliding his own tray toward the middle so she could pick at it if she changed her mind.

“I’m not hungry.” Her voice came out smaller than usual. “This is the second time, the second time I’ve been accosted.”

“I know.”

“Second time someone’s done that to me. Second time you’ve had to—” She stopped, pressed the heel of her hand against one eye. “I don’t want to need rescuing, Kaito. I want to just walk down a hallway.”

“You should be able to,” he said, quiet. “That you can’t yet isn’t a failure on your part. I need you to actually hear that, not just nod at it.”

She didn’t answer, just nodded anyway, unconvinced, and he let it go rather than push.

They rode the bus home mostly in silence, Hana curled into his side the whole way, her head tucked beneath his shoulder, and he kept his arm around her the entire ride, not saying much, just present, the way he’d learned mattered more than words on days like this one.

~ ~

At dinner she barely touched her food, and Emiko noticed but didn’t press, exchanging one quiet look with Kaito across the table that told her she’d get the full story later, once Hana was out of earshot. After the dishes were cleared, Hana disappeared upstairs to start her chemistry homework. Kaito explained to his mom what had happened and that she is still pretty shook up about it. It was less than twenty minutes before Kaito found her sitting at her desk, the same problem set page open in front of her, no further along than when she’d sat down.

“Having trouble?” he asked, leaning in the doorway.

“I can’t focus.” She rubbed her eyes, frustrated with herself. “I keep reading the same line over and over. It’s not even hard, I just—”

“Move over.”

He pulled the extra chair up beside her without waiting for an invitation, and worked through the set with her, patient in a way he wasn’t always patient about anything else, walking her back through each problem she’d stalled on until her breathing slowly evened out and the numbers started making sense to her again. It took the better part of an hour, longer than the assignment should have, but neither of them mentioned that.

“Thank you,” Hana said quietly, once the last problem was finally checked off.

“Anytime.” He closed her textbook for her, gentle. “Come on. Tonight’s your night, let’s go to bed. You’ve had a long day.”

“Are you going to fuck me tonight,”

“Yes. I’m going to eat that sweet virgin pussy of yours then fuck my cum into your cervix.”

“What will we do if I get pregnant?”

“Then we’ll be calling you mama.”

“All three of you will give me a child, but not right away. You know the plan.

“No man will ever have you. If you are unfaithful to me. You will wish you had died.

“You won’t abuse any one of us, will you? You won’t hurt us?

“No, but I will have each of you every way there is to have you.”

“Mom will never agree to it,” Hana said. “Mom won’t agree to getting her ass fucked—no way! Midori, the little slut will, but mom won’t.”

“Don’t worry about it, but mom is a very, very amorous woman

“You have me, Brother.”

“Now, say it.”

“You own me, Kaito. All of me. You own all of me. Any way you want me. I’m yours.”

Hana kissed her brother passionately as he fondled her left breast. When she broke the kiss she said, “Midori and I have talked about this a lot. We are like freaks. People want us for our brains when it suits them, but we’re too different to be socially acceptable.

“We’re in college for goodness sakes. All of our intellectual peers are adults. All of our chronological peers are way too immature for true social interaction. Midori and I have concluded a while back.”

‘‘Are you afraid?”

“A little, but not of you.”

“Do you masturbate?”

“I used to when I was fifteen, but I think I broke my hymen because I bled. But Midori spanks her little kitty a lot.”

“Do you two fool around?’’

“You just want to embarrass me. You know we do.”

Kaito stared flatly, “Sorry, Sis, until further notice, you and Midori are on ice. Any discussion with mom about your sex lives stops. I don’t want her knowing my plans until I personally tell her. Do you understand?”

“Crystal clear, Kai.”

She paused and asked, “Kai. Please promise me something.”

“Anything, sis”

“Promise you won’t treat us like whores, humiliate us or give us to someone to use. Please cherish all three of us.”

“You have my word. Sis.

“Hana?”

“Yes, Kaito?”

“I’ll forgive you this time. But don’t ever lie to me again. You belong to me completely.”

“I didn’t lie to you.”

“Yes, you did. You and Midori definitely know how to French kiss, and have experience in a sexual encounter. Have either of you had an orgasm?”

“Midori cums all the time. Me ... not very often. I’m sorry about withholding information. It won’t ever happen again”

“It’s over and done with. Why do you two sex with each other if you don’t get satisfied?”

“I think I’m not truly bisexual, but I have no reservations about being with my sister. I would never have sex with any other girl.”

“What do you think about being with Mom?”

“I think I might like that. Just the nasty taboo of Mom’s mouth on my pussy would get me off.”

“What’s your take on the watersports idea?”

“I don’t know. I think I might try it if everyone else wants to.”

“Will you obey me in all things?

“Yes, Kai, I belong to you.”

Kaito, Midori and I both adore and trust you implicitly. We have both agreed, like I told you, that in a perfect world we’ve sorta always knew you would be the one to take our virginities.”