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A handsome man with dark hair and grey, gentle eyes welcomed you from behind the counter of the seemingly pleasant Onigiri shop. It smelled absolutely delicious, your mouth watered just from the scent alone.

"Could I get an order of a dozen Onigiri, please?" You responded, looking at the menu listed above the man's head as you tried to decided what type you should request.

"Any particular kind?" He asks as he rings up your order.

"Mmm, surprise me. I'm sure it's all delicious." You flashed a smile at the friendly face before you, as he returned it with an equally warm grin.

"You got it!" He spoke with such enthusiasm, soaking in the compliment you gave him. He was proud of his work.

He disappeared to the back for a few moments, returning with a box that held twelve Onigiri, two of each different type they offered. He placed it in your hands, exchanging the box for your payment with a smile.

"Hope to see you again soon." He cooed, watching you walk away, tasty treats in tow.

"I'm sure you will!" You called out as you headed out the door, onto your next and final destination of the night.

You arrived at the Suna household about ten minutes earlier than expected. It's always best to show up a bit early, makes for a good impression of your work ethic. At least, that's what your father had always told you.

You rang the doorbell excitedly, Onigiri in hand, as you waited patiently for someone to answer.

You couldn't wait to meet your new family. You didn't like to think of the people you cared for as 'clients.' They were more than that... you would always become attached to the kids you looked after, keeping in touch with many of them even after your services were through.

A couple minutes passed, you heard a scream from inside the home followed by a booming voice that yelled 'Shut yer trap, kid!'

Your brows furrowed curiously at the commotion coming from behind the door. You were already certain that you had your work cut out for you, but it was nothing that you couldn't handle.

Suddenly, the door swings open as you're greeted by a man with bleached blonde hair and light brown eyes. You could have sworn you recognized him from somewhere, his facial features looked awfully familiar.

His eyes light up as he scans your figure, most definitely liking what he sees before him.

"Hello there darlin', to what do I owe the pleasure?" He smirks, stretching out his arm, subtly flexing his muscles as he leans against the door frame.

You're confused by his behavior. Did you have the wrong house?

"Are you Suna Rintarou?" You ask hesitantly, praying that you haven't embarrassed yourself by ringing the wrong doorbell. You were almost positive that this was the correct address.

"No, but I could be." He replies, smooth as butter.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I must have the wrong house." You say apathetically, taking out the phone to double check the address in the file Mama Fu sent over.

You frown when you realize that this is in fact the address on file.

"Oh, shit! You're the nanny, huh?" The man interrupts your train of thought with his expression, as he chuckles to himself. "The name's Atsumu."

"Yes, I am. It's nice to meet you, I'm (L/n) (Y/n)." You reluctantly introduce yourself.

He stares at you, a wave of confusion washes over his face as he studies your body.

"You're not an old hag."

He says this as an informative statement, as if you weren't already aware of that fact.

"Uh, no? Sorry to disappoint." You retort, slightly offended, but still finding his sentence a bit comical.

"No, no. I'm not disappointed at all darlin.'" He coos. "And I'm sure Rin won't be either."

"What was that?" You ask, since the last part of his sentence was murmured quietly under his breath.

"Oh, nothing. Whatcha got there?" He asks, pointing to the black box in your hand, even though he already knows what's inside.

"I picked up some Onigiri on the way over, I figured I'd bring enough for everyone." You responded with a smile. "Want some?"

"Is that from Onigiri Miya?"

"Yes! I've never tried this place, but it smelled delicious." You say enthusiastically, walking inside as Atsumu holds open the door for you. You set the box of food down on the kitchen counter, opening it up on display.

"Eh, no thanks. That place sucks. Gave me the runs for about a week."

Come on, as if he could even resist an opportunity to mess with his brother.

You look at the box, scrunching up you nose in disgust. Oh well, you thought it was a nice gesture at the very least.

"Sorry, don't mean to be nosy... but where is Mr. Suna?" You didn't mind the good-looking man's company, but you couldn't help but wonder why your employer wasn't here to greet you instead.

"Got roped into last minute strength training. His coach doesn't play around." Atsumu responds, digging through the fridge and grabbing Suna's last bottle of beer.

"Oh, and drop the 'Mister.'" He chuckles, lifting the bottle up to his lips to take a sip. "Rin's not that kinda guy. Real laid back dude. Kinda lazy, to be honest."

"Noted." You replied with a smirk, as you began to take in the rest of your surroundings.

Eh, the place was a disaster.

The dishes in the sink were stacked ridiculously high, leftover burnt rice stuck to the pot in the stove. Toys were spread out all over the floor chaotically without any rhyme or reason.

The only thing that seemed to be in any bit of order were the decapitated barbies placed neatly in a circle, as if they were being sacrificed to Lord Jashin himself.

What exactly went on in this house??

Soon enough, the sound of little feet echo off the walls of the rather large home as a small girl runs towards your direction. She's absolutely adorable, with her long, dark brown hair messily braided in two pigtails that cascaded down her back. Greyish-yellow eyes graced her precious face, that wore a genuine smile as she catches a glimpse of you.

"Ki!! The lady is here, come quick!" She calls out to her brother, who trudges in lazily, in no hurry to meet his new nanny.

The little girl stares at you in awe, you're just so pretty, like a princess that she's seen in a movie. She walks a bit closer to examine you, taking in your appearance and overall gentle nature. She already likes you, it wasn't hard to tell.

"Oh wow!! Isn't she so pretty, Ki ?!" She shouts in excitement, waiting for her brother's response.

"No."

He responds with little to no enthusiasm, eyeing you up and down with a peeved look on his face. This one... he's gonna be a bit harder to warm up to.

"Ay, don't be a jerk." Atsumu scolds the boy, gently smacking the back of his head.

The boy rubs the part that made impact, shooting his uncle an annoyed look as he groans.

"It's my opinion, I can have any one I want." He retorts back, crossing his arms to stand his ground.

"Yeah, well it's my opinion that you're an ugly doo-doo head!" His sister insults, taking full offense to what he said about her new friend.

You smirk, letting out a small laugh as you look down at the boy. He's adorable, just like his sister, only slightly differing from her by his jet black hair. You slightly bend down, meeting his gaze.

"It's okay, you're absolutely right to have your own opinion." You say, softly. "I happen to think you're very handsome."

He's a bit stunned by your compliment, a pink blush dusting his cheeks as he looks away.

"It is alright if I shake your hand?" You ask, offering your palm to the boy.

"I-I guess so." He responds timidly, placing his little hand in your soft, warm one.

You offer him a smile, gently commencing the hand shake as you study his body language. He seems less tense already, which is a good sign. Still, you can tell he isn't fully ready to open up to you just yet.

"It's okay if you don't trust me just yet, but I hope in time you'll see that I'm not so bad!" You speak excitedly, hoping the boy can sense how happy you are to be there with them.

The girl steps into view, a bit jealous of all the attention her brother is receiving. She tugs at your jacket, looking up at you with her fox-like eyes.

"My name is Reiko, his name is Reiki. He'sStupid but I'm smart." She coos confidently, sticking her tongue out at her brother while he furrows his brows in her direction.

"My name is (L/n) (Y/n), but you can just call me (Y/n)." You finish off your introduction with a hand shake, but instead, the girl wraps her arms around your hips giving you a tight squeeze.

You're already adoring your new family, and you were excited to meet the last member whenever he finally comes home.

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The kids dig in to the Onigiri after you successfully tried one out to make sure it was edible, remembering the words that Atsumu had told you earlier about the food 'sucking.' Of course, it was absolutely delicious, just as you expected.

After checking the time, the faux blonde realizes that he needs to get going, though he would have loved to stay and gotten to know you much better. Oh well, there's always next time, since he's going to be seeing you often.

He grabs a couple Onigiri from the box on his way out, snickering to himself as he says his goodbyes, still not revealing that he's actually the restaurant owner's twin. It'll be much more fun for you to find that out on your own.

While the kids are occupied, you decide to get started on the huge mess in the house. Suna really did try to clean up a bit before he had to leave, but his twin tornadoes just messed it up again as soon as he walked out the door.

You sigh heavily, taking one last look at the atrocity before you. You knew you had a long night ahead of you.

What exactly had you gotten yourself into?