Like Arrows of Fate — Meyari McFarland

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.