Adoption of 0013

by Neverland's Kitsune X

The Tezuka family is going through a change, Kunimitsu is going to be an older brother! But the girl isn't even close to being blood-related, she was adopted, and in the process, saved from a human trafficking ring. How will everybody react to her showing up out of nowhere and claiming to be Kunimitsu's sister, despite their many physical differences? Rated T / Trigger Warnings

1. Sister?

"... A sister?" Kunimitsu looked up from his book, his attention fully on his parents now.

Ayana Tezuka smiled uncertainly. "Yes, you're going to be a big brother now!" She wondered if her son would accept the fact.

"Ah… But, how?" Kunimitsu blinked in confusion. He had always wanted to be an older brother, but when his mother had a miscarriage and was unable to have another child anymore, he had shoved that wish into the back of his mind.

"Adoption." Kuniharu Tezuka explained in short.

"Isn't it a bit late?" Kunimitsu asked. In his mind, his family planned to adopt a little kid. Already being 14, he wasn't too sure how well that would play out.

Ayana shook her head. "Oh, no, the girl is 12 years old. Your father and I heard about her from some old colleagues of ours' in college. She was…" Ayana looked over to her husband so he could continue with what she couldn't.

"She was a victim of human trafficking. The police solved the case and found her along with a few others in an abandoned warehouse with the criminals." Kuniharu sighed sadly.

"I see…" Kunimitsu trailed off, unsure of what to say to that.

"Oh, we have a picture of her, would you like to see?" Ayana smiled again, taking out a flimsy piece of laminated paper.

"Ah." Kunimitsu nodded, taking the photograph with careful hands.

Messy and filthy hair colored a dirty blonde hung to the girl's waist. Her eyes were half-lidded, as if she were stuck in a dream, but they still showcased the dull green eyes, matching the grass in summer. Her clothes were obviously borrowed, a large brown trench coat with pens still stuck in the front pocket protector and hung to her knees zippered up, and that was it. Nothing else covered her nude body.

Kunimitsu felt sick. She really was hurt. This girl in the photograph whom he had never met before was going to be his sister, and all he knew about her was that she had close to nothing and was a victim to sickos.

Ayana nervously waited for Kunimitsu's response. She smiled in relief when he finally spoke.

"When is she coming home?"

Ayana was still smiling even after when her husband answered.

"Tomorrow."