Usui's Cousin
Me: Once again, not good at names! Anyway, my OC's name is Blaire Usui. She's, obviously as you can see from the title, Takumi's cousin. In this story, Takumi is 19, Misaki is 18, and Aoi & Blaire are 16. I might add another OC for a possible Tora/OC pairing. Blaire is on my deviantart Story OC's gallery. Not Doll Divine. Devianart. On with chapter 1! I only own Blaire!
Ch.1
Sup. Name's Blaire Usui. Well, technically it's Blaire Hirose, but I prefer Usui. I have blond hair and purple eyes (contacts, they're originally bright green). My hair has pink and teal streaks in it.
Right now, I'm on a plane heading for Japan from America. Reason?
My parents died in a plane crash. Sucks, right? I kinda miss them, but it's not like they were around much before. They had "very important jobs". At least I have a big inheritance. They left everything to me in their will. But the government won't give it to me until I'm 18. Stupid legal system….
Anyway, since I'm 16, meaning I can't live without a guardian, I'm going to live with my only living relative (as far as we know), Takumi Usui. Now you know why I took his last name. His adoptive parents don't mind either. He's my cousin. My dad was his dad's brother. But we don't really know where he is, so….yeah.
Takumi is kinda like my brother though. I grew up with him until I was 6 and he was 9. I can't wait until I see him again. He told me about Misaki, and I can't wait to meet her. She sounds like me a bit.
"Excuse me miss" someone says.
I look at the stewardess.
"We're going to land now. Please buckle your seat belt" she says, before leaving.
I quickly buckle, eager to see Takumi again.
As soon as we land, I bolt for the door. Well, at least walk fast. I exit the terminal and scan the crowd for my blond haired, green eyed cousin.
I spot him leaning on the wall near the window and sprint towards him. I tackle him to the ground, "Takumi!"
He grunts when we hit the ground.
"Ow…" he says after a minute.
"Slow" I say, standing up. I help him off the ground.
"Let's get your bags" he says, walking past me.
I skip after him, happy.
"You start school tomorrow, by the way" he says, carrying one of my suitcases onto his shoulder.
I groan.
"I just got here and you're already acting like a parent!" I whine, following him to the car with my backpack and more suitcases.
"Where am I going to school?" I ask as he starts to put my bags in the car.
"Seika High School. The one I used to go to. Misaki is in her last year still, so she'll show you around" he says.
"Cool. I really want to meet her" I say, handing him some more suitcases.
"How many clothes do you have anyway?" he asks.
"A lot. Though most of them are cosplay costumes. And this isn't even all of it. My friend is shipping the rest of my clothes here. They should arrive in a few days. Either way, not all of these suitcases are filled with clothes" I explain.
"You're lucky I live in a high-raised condo" he says.
"Even if you lived in a tiny apartment I could always just buy the place next to you and use it as my own walk in closet" I say with a smirk.
He chuckles with a smirk and gets in his car. I get in as well and bounce up and down with excitement as we head to his condo.
"Something tells me you had sugar lately" he says, pulling into a parking spot.
"What gave it away?" I ask sarcastically, getting out.
He just smirks.
It took a few trips, but we finally got all my bags to into his, our, condo.
"I'm gonna set up my room. You go make dinner" I say, dragging my bags to my new room.
"Ok mom" he says, once again smirking. Man he loves his smirk.
I stick my tongue out at him.
About half an hour later, my whole room is set up. Unfortunately, my dresser and closet aren't enough room for my clothes, so Takumi gave me the guest room attached to my room, to use. So all my clothes are in there.
Well, the ones I have with me at the moment. It'll be even fuller when my other clothes get here. Plus clothes I'll most likely buy sometime later after I get a job.
I head to the kitchen and smell something yummy.
"What's for dinner?" I ask, hopping onto a chair.
"Miso" he says, giving me a bowl.
"Thanks. Do you know a place that's hiring?" I ask, eating my Miso.
"You could apply for a job where I work. I'm pretty sure the owner won't mind" He says.
"Where do you work exactly?" I ask.
"You'll see" he smirks.
End of Ch.1
Me: Short. I know. Chapter 2 should be longer! BYE-BYE!