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Some of you have been asking me for another Ami/Mako FF...so, here it is!
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SUMMER BREAK
By: DeyoChan
PART I/III
KINO-MIZUNO HOUSEHOLD
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"Oh Ames, come on, it will be fun," a green-eyed woman pleads. "Besides you just told us that for once in our lives your vacation will coincide with the kids' summer break. You know I can take time off from the bakery and be with you all. C'mon, sweetheart..." The brunette whined at her blue-haired wife, holding her hands, kissing them, hoping she agrees.
Three pairs of eyes were expectantly waiting, breath held, at their mother's final decision.
Ami decided to play along a bit more with the situation at hand. Not all the time had she the opportunity to create suspense before making a decision of this magnitude.
Resting her index finger and thumb on her jaw, she thoughtfully whispers loud enough to be heard, "Uhm, I'm not sure Mako…" the former playing, along with her lover, their unspoken game.
Arms crossed, eyebrow arched, her gaze focused on Ami, the latter answered, "What d'you guys say? You are right, sweetheart, they don't seem to me very eager to leave the city. They don't look like going to the beach..." she turned her head where two blue-haired teens and an auburn-haired girl were nodding enthusiastically at them.
The swiftness the three young teenagers were nodding worried Ami, "All right, all right, I get it; you DO want to go to the beach. Now, stop nodding so fast, you will hurt your neck, kids," she chided her children, smiling.
Instead of anger or pouting faces at the answer after the moment of suspense the bluenette made them go through, Ami was trapped in a tight group hug in response. Four pairs of arms around her –included Makoto's-; she couldn't stop smiling at the familiar and oh-so-welcome squeeze they gave her.
Words like you're the best, you will not regret it and that's why we love you mama, could be heard shouted by the three enthusiastic teenagers, who excitedly embraced them.
Makoto began to call for reassurance, "Kids, kids, thank your mother and then go and send messages to others confirming our assistance." she said, smiling.
"Thanks, mom!" three teenagers shouted in unison, embracing again their blue-haired mother before rushing upstairs, complying with Makoto's request.
"Eimi, please wait. Stay." called Ami, "Boys, go ahead. We need to talk with your sister." She said in a nonchalant tone, but there was no doubt that she was a bit concerned, maybe even mad at her oldest daughter. "Alone."
The young girl stopped in her tracks, watching her siblings rush at full speed without her to their dorms. She took a big breath in, paying attention to her bluenetter mother waiting patiently to give her directions. She called her name without the chan honorific at the end, and that was a signal of concern when it happened.
"Your coach called," began Ami. The girl in front of her had eyes wide open in surprise, beginning to stir nervously in her place, evading the pair of curious eyes on her. "She said she was sorry you had to leave your training early for a family emergency." Ami's tone became curious as she noticed the lass breathing hard, trying to calm herself down. "May I ask what happened? Why do you need to lie to skip practice? As I recall, you joined the team because it was important to you, and attending practice is important. You're now the captain of the team, love; you have a big responsibility to your teammates. And don't tell me you needed more time to study; so far it has been perfectly coordinated with your classes and the cram school."
Eimi was at the end of the staircase, looking very interestedly at her feet. The condescending tone her mother used with her was making her feel really nervous.
Makoto watches her wife nagging her oldest kid, eyebrow slightly raised. Her wife was neither upset nor surprised at her daughter's behavior, which was odd. Oh, Ames you're just curious!
Sighing, and understanding that no coherent answer would be offered, Makoto decides to interfere…subtly.
"Eimi-chan, if what you need is extra time to study or just a bit of time off to relax, it's not necessary to lie in order to get it. Next time, please, call me first and I'll help you with these situations." Electric blue eyes rose quickly, connecting with emerald green ones.
"I-I'm sorry mom,'" Eimi said in a barely audible voice nodding.
Ami nods in silence, pleased with the apology. At least Eimi sounds honest.
"Now go and call 'Monia-chan and tell her you are grounded this weekend, and you can't leave the house after school." The youngest auburn-haired girl opened her eyes wide at the harsh tone in Ami's words. "It's not nice to find out you lie to us, Eimi. Good thing you admitted you did wrong, that's why you are just grounded for one weekend." The young girl gaped again, but was silenced immediately. "And the answer is NO. 'Monia-chan cannot come here either. If you had planned to study together, I'm sorry. She can't come here; neither can you go her house. Your bad behavior got you bad consequences." Firmly said the blue-haired woman; pointing upstairs once again.
"Sorry mama, sorry mom, it won't happen again." The young girl assures them before heading to her room.
The two women watch the countenance of honesty and repentance of their daughter. The bluenette pointed the young woman to her room with a nod of her head. Watching her go upstairs, Makoto stifled a giggle at the sight of Ami's worried and serious face.
"You look sexy nagging our kids Ami," She whispers in her wife's ear, hugging her from behind, kissing her soundly on the cheek.
"I know you have an idea of what is happening with Eimi..." Ami adds quickly feeling Makoto's amused smile on her neck, "I- I know that if it was something bad you would tell me, and I sense you are going to tell me nothing yet because it amuses you to see me in suspense, ignoring what happens emotionally with Eimi." She rolled her eyes, a bit irritated at the soft giggle on the back of her neck, turning in Makoto's arms to face her.
The brunette couldn't help herself and snickered softly. Ami, meanwhile, shook her head, hugging her wife and kissing her jawline lightly.
Makoto closed her eyes, momentarily allowing herself to delve into the feelings her lovely wife unleash in her, Still unleash after all these years… Sliding her hands down her wife's back to the waist, she was about to touch her further down, when...
"Eww gross...Oh, dear Kami, guys please!" A pair of identical voices shouted, startling the couple.
Both women were so lost in their own feelings in the middle of their living room that they didn't feel the twins in the room.
Identical voices started the teasing.
"I will be damaged for life!"
"My eyes!"
"My innocence!"
"My integrity!"
"My good grades!"
A pair of blue-haired boys said in perfect sync. They tend to speak at the same time or finish the first or last sentence after the other.
Makoto smirked, stepping aside from Ami, one hand on the heart, pretending to panic. "YOUR ALLOWANCE!" she replied with the same derision and irritation as the pair of young boys. Both were silenced immediately at the tone and words of the threat.
"Keep teasing and both of you will keep Eimi-chan company while she's grounded this weekend." Ami rebuked, walking up the stairs, kissing the forehead of each of her children, "Kami, stop growing already. I have to tiptoe to reach your foreheads."
Ami smiles, glancing at her wife, indicating that she will be at Eimi's. Makoto nods letting her walk forward; she would hold the twins back a bit, so they couldn't run and tease their older sister.
"Did we hear right?" Two vices asks in unison. An amused and wondering tone was perceptible in their words.
"Onee-san...-" starts one of them, interrupted by his twin,
"- ... grounded?" this one finished the sentence his brother had left undone.
Finishing each other's sentences. Makoto felt overwhelmed every time they did this.
"Miss, 'I'm too good to date some random guy'-"
"-Miss straight A's-"
"-Miss 'I'm Oh-so popular'-"
"-Miss 'I've never known anything beyond than a wakeup call'-"
"-Is seriously grounded, mom?" Disbelief heightened their voices. They ask perfectly coordinated, nailing two pairs of green eyes on their equally green-eyed mother.
Makoto rubbed her temples with the index and middle fingers of both hands, searching for a bit of patience. "Tanjiro, Kenji, I hate when you do that," she shook her head, talking to and smiling slightly at her sons, staring at each one of them directly, calling them by their names.
"I am 'Jiro!"
"And I am Kenji!"
They said pointing, outraged at the apparent confusion Makoto had made mixing their names. She smiles at them, amused, letting them continue, and raising an eyebrow.
"Aunt Usagi confuse us, we understand that,"
"But seriously woman,"
"You are supposed to be our mother!" They said together again, settling into the couch heavily, controller in hand.
While one twin turned on the console, the other one did the same with the huge screen TV behind their mother, pretending to ignore her while she watched them, amused.
Thinking about an interesting way to rebuke them, Makoto settled her hands on her hips, standing to full height in front the television before talking.
"Okay then, so that from today you no longer feel offended, starting from today, you guys will be known as: Tanken and Kero." Both teenagers gaped wordlessly at the mixture of their names. "There's no need to feign irritation my boys." She smiled again, standing between both boys on the couch, embracing them by their necks. "Maybe that works with other people, but not with me or your mother. It hasn't worked the last fifteen years; I don't understand why you insist on trying to confuse us with your identities." She rolled her eyes. The pair of blue-haired guys' eyes connected, defeated, nodding at her. "Now, let's talk about that allowance of yours, shall we?" she squeezed between the boys on the couch grinning mischievously.
"NO!" They said, coordinated again.
Jumping off the couch, the twins knelt at Makoto's feet. Both boys pleading exaggeratedly, one on each side of his mother's knees, pretending to pose in prayer with both hands together, head bowed.
Without lifting their heads, both teenagers started talking in sync.
"Mom, we promise not try to confuse you anymore!-" They said.
They start to talk in turns again, like they were reading each other's mind, given their coordination at conversation.
"Or Mom-"
"-we promise not to tease any of you anymore!-"
"-We won't bother Eimi-oneesama either!-"
"-We will clean up the garage too!-"
"-'Jiro!"
"-Kenji!?"
Both teens calls each other by their names, looking in the eye, annoyed with each other for the proposal of cleaning the garage or the suggestion that they would stop bothering their older sister, their favorite pastime.
Smirking, Makoto stood up, raising the two young men by the collar with her, playfully depositing each one on the end of the chair.
"Okay, I will not withhold your allowance-not this time at least-, but you are to clean up the garage tomorrow morning, and you will leave your sister alone." She said in a softer tone. "You will wash both cars as well. Understood? Tanjiro? Kenji?"
"Mom, it's not fair!" They said in unison, arms crossed. "You know? You could choose only one option!" They proposed excitedly.
Makoto took a deep breath, resigned. "I think it's fair enough. I will teach you to drive this summer, earn the chance!" Both boys eyed their mother in disbelief. "Behave yourselves with your sister, and we can immediately begin driving lessons. And in order to understand a car's operation...you need to familiarize yourselves with it, and that will begin by washing them, for example. "
The twins were thoughtful for a moment in silence. It took them just a couple of seconds before screaming their lungs out, "You're the best!" rushing excitedly to embrace Makoto, knocking her against the couch with the impact.
"Shh, keep your voice down! Don't let your mother hear you saying those things! She's going to be jealous."
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::המשך יבוא (TBC)::
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