Hello, my name is Nate River, I live with my mother, my aunty Miyu and my grandmother in a small house located in Winchester, England. I do not go to school because my family cannot afford it but regardless I self-taught myself to read and write and have exceptional intelligence and knowledge of various subjects.

Mother has been dating a man who previously moved to England from Russia, named Adrik Keehl, for the past four months, and tonight he and his son, Mihael, are coming to dinner to meet aunty Miyu, grandmother, and myself.

I'm really nerves at the moment, I wish my big sister, Kaida, was still alive to talk to.

DING! DONG! DING! DONG! The door bell rung; mother hesitantly answered the door and smiles politely to the man and teenager standing behind it, she gestured for them to come inside. The man smiled, walked in and took my mother's hand, but the boy just stood in the doorway staring at his feet and muttering something in Russian that I couldn't understand. Adrik let go of my mother's hand and turned to look at Mihael, when he did he stopped smiling. Mihael looked up, gave his dad a dirty look and crossed his arms.

"Come inside, Mihael." Adrik requested trying to be polite and calm about it, but Mihael didn't move.

"Nyet" Mihael replied, I'm guessing that 'nyet' means 'no'. The tone in his voice made it sound like he has something against us.

"Mihael!" Adrik almost yelled, obviously getting frustrated, but Mihael didn't react, he just continued standing there glaring at his father with his intimidating blue eyes. Those eyes scared me even though Mihael wasn't even looking at me. To say the least, he didn't look like a particularly nice person; not to mention he's probably at least two years older than me, at least.

Mother looked over at me, silently telling me to go and talk to the boy. I just pretended I couldn't understand her and continued watching Adrik and Mihael.

"Mihael! You are being very impolite; you were invited to dinner by these nice people so come inside!" Mihael eventually gave up the fight and walked inside, with his head down. I think I heard him angrily muttering something in Russian again, but it's hard to be sure considering he had his head down and his shoulder length blonde hair covering his face.

Both Adrik and Mihael took off their shoes, which I understand to be a Russian tradition as to avoid getting their dinner hosts carpet dirty (I did some re-search at the library) and then Adrik approached mother again. Adrik pulled a diamond necklace out of his pocket and placed it around my mother's neck.

"It's a tradition not to go to someone's house empty handed." Adrik explained in a calm tone, one much different from the tone he was just talking to Mihael in.

Mihael just rolled his eyes and crossed his arms again. He really didn't seem happy to be here.

Just then aunt Miyu burst into the room and squeaked out what sounded like 'he's so adorable', ran up to Mihael and threw her arms around him. Mihael let out what I would describe as a squeal and pushed aunty Miyu off in a way that he caused himself to go tumbling backwards and onto the floor. Miyu and I just laughed and mother glared at Miyu and said a stern "Stop scaring the guests." Offering Mihael a hand she smiled, Mihael just gave her a skeptical look and got up by his own means.

"So what's her problem?" Mihael asked brushing the imaginary dust off of himself. Mother just stared at him for a few seconds confused by the fact that he was speaking in English, then finally realized the fact that he had asked a question and was staring at her awaiting the answer.

"Miyu's a little umm…."

"slow?" Mihael finished then raised an eye brow and smiled.

"Uh, yes. Slow." Mother was a little unhappy with the word choice but didn't say anything because Mihael seemed amused.

Mother ushered aunt Miyu out of the room and she laughed whilst waving and yelling a happy "See ya Melza!"

Adrik, Mihael and I then all sat down at the table as mother went to get the food, put some plates in front of us and told us to 'dig in'. By now the amusement of aunty Miyu had worn off and Mihael looked angry again, but he said nothing and just sat there and ate dinner.

"So Axel sweaty, how old is Nate?" Adrik looked up from his food and asked mother.

"My son's 13, what about Mihael?" mother replied. Mihael looked up from food looking annoyed, apparently not liking being mentioned in the conversation.

"I'm right here Axel, and I'm 15 thanks!" Mihael stated sounding more irritated than anyone would have thought you could get from a simple question and his father had decided he'd had enough of Mihael's attitude.

Adrik stood up angrily, leaned across the table to try and make eye contact with Mihael and yell "right! I've had enough of this disrespect! You better start showing some manners when they move in!" I thought that Adrik was going to yell in Russian, but I think he yelled in English to make me also aware of the arrangements. What a way to be told that you're moving.

Mihael just sat there in shock from his dad's outburst and the new piece of information. But eventually he started to look angrier than I'd seen him so far and stood up yelling.

"HUH! NYET RYVOK!" Mihael yelled.

SLAP!

Mother, who was sitting next to Mihael quickly stood up and slapped him across the face. Mihael just stood there once again shocked out of movement. Eventually Mihael slowly sat back down with his hands in his lap and his head down. From what I could tell his expression stayed in shock the whole time, or was he sad?

Finally after doing absolutely nothing to even make my existents known, I put my hand on Mihael's shoulder in a comforting gesture, considering I'm sitting at the end of the table and therefore he's in reach.

"nee-troh -guy mee-nyah." Mihael said quietly, I assume he was requesting that I remove my hand because his father leant over and gently took my hand off of Mihael's shoulder.

I then to placed my hands in my lap and put my head down attempting to copy Mihael's actions, I smiled a little when Mihael turns his eyes to look at me disapprovingly and then frown when we made eye contact. Amused with the situation I didn't stop there, I frowned back and kept staring at him until he looked away, but I still made sure that if he moved my eyes would catch it.

Mihael lifted his head up and lent back so that he was looking at the ceiling and the back of his neck was on the top of the chair back and let out a sigh. I copied his actions and he looked at me when I sighed and, therefore, I looked back and couldn't help but smile completely at his confused expression.

" ostanovit' idiot" Mihael muttered to me and I laughed knowing that that there was a 99.99% chance he was calling me an idiot, but regardless I copied what he said and was surprised by how well I did on pronouncing the words, considering I barley talk and never talk in Russian.

I quickly glanced over at Adrik and saw he was smiling at me, he probably thinks Mihael and I are gonna get along just fine. Naïve little piglet.

Thanks if you made it this far, review if you did PLEASE. And I'm sorry if i bored you but the next one will be Mello's POV, oh! and it should have Matt!

Just finished correcting this, there were soooo many spelling errors! and I think that there's stil some grammar ones left :(

Nyet=no

Ostanovit' idiot= stop idiot (I think that's what it means correct me if I'm wrong)

Nee-troh-guy mee-nyah=don't touch me

Ryvok=jerk (again correct me if I'm wrong)