Yumiko watched her pies turn golden in the heat of the oven. The raspberries melted into the warmth of the crust and gave off a sweet fragrance as they baked. The smell of pies baking in the oven was always a comforting smell.

Yuuta was coming home that afternoon. Of course, that meant she had to make some raspberry pies for the boy. Raspberry pies had been his favorite for as long as anyone could remember and sometimes, Yumiko liked to think that it had something to do with the fact that she was the one making them for him.

The house had gotten quieter since Yuuta left. He and Shuusuke always used to bicker over the smallest things, always, always making their sister laugh. The two were too alike to get along quietly, but things were better that way. It kept the house aliveā€¦ until Yuuta left.

But he always came home with hopes of raspberry pie. Shuusuke had been able to sweet-talk him using Yumiko's baked goods more than a thousand times over and she was more than glad to be of assistance. She couldn't imagine life without her little brother, so she continued to make pies. As long as she made a pie, Yuuta would come back home, back into her embrace.

And so, she baked.

The corners of Yumiko's mouth slid into a small smile as the timer for the oven started to ring.


Author's Note: Well, it's a random drabble -_-" I was just thinking about why Yumiko was always making pie, and then BOOM. Concrit is loved~ =DDD