Rule one: Do not attack random boys with knives
I rummaged through my bag; my keys had to be somewhere dammit. The door was locked and the loud blaring of music could be heard from inside, a tell-tale sign that Yuki-nii was in the shower. And that boy showered like it was his god given duty.
Eugh, I sighed, of course I left my keys back at Tsuyoshin. I picked up my bag and headed around the side of the house, throwing my bag over the fence then following suit.
I landed with a light thud and walked over to the living room window, lifted away the broken flyscreen, that no one had bothered to replace in the three years I was gone, carefully and climbed through, awkwardly pulling my bag through as well.
"BAKA" I shouted "I'm home!"
I turned swiftly and my face collided with a fucking wall, albeit a soft one, that I distinctly remember not being there.
I opened my eyes, rubbing my nose "what the fu-"my eyes landed on a perfectly (bare) chiselled chest, that was most certainly a wall, and most definitely belonged to one of god's angels.
"How did you find me?" he asked, his golden eyes studying me blatantly
"Who are you?" I countered "Better yet, what the fuck are you doing in me house!"
How did I find him? Who did this guy think he was, witness protection?
Oh god.
We're being robbed. By a real life robber. That looks like he walked out of the photo shoot for 'Japan's Next Top Mode'. He probably came through Yuki-nii's bedroom window, that dumb ass always left it open.
Fuck.
What the fuck do I do? Do I run? Do I jump back through the window? Do I scream for help?
Rather than doing any of these totally logical options, that would grant my safety, I punched him in the face.
Right on his perfectly formed cheek.
Such a crime.
He staggered back, the force knocking his centre of gravity, and I ran straight into the kitchen, grabbed a knife and made it for the back door.
Before I got three steps, a large hand circled my wrist and tugged me back. I whirled around, holding the knife in front of my chest. I am not going down today bitch!
"Let. The. Fuck. Go. Of. My. Arm" I forced out between gritted teeth. "I will cut you."
"A lady shouldn't cuss" he said, a bright smile plastered over his face. " And please put the knife down, I'm not going to rape you"
He lies, I can see it in his eyes, that smile is as fake as my old gym teachers breasts. I'm going to be raped. Raped, killed and my body will be left in this empty house after this psychopath finishes robbing it.
Not on my watch.
I swept my leg under his and shook my hand from his grip and he fell. I pounced, landing on his torso as my legs straddled his hips and held the knife in front of his face.
I took many self-defence classes, one of Yuki-nii's requirements for me if I were to go to Tsuyoshin.
The patter of footsteps entered my ears, followed by obnoxious singing. I looked up to see Nii-san walk into the room, his mouth dropping open at the sight of me. "BAKA" I shouted "don't just stand there, call the police, I caught this robber in the living room!"
"Mizuki what are you doing?!"
"Holding this psychopath down" I said, glancing back at the blonde offender below me, he looked somewhat threatened as well as oddly amused.
"The only psychopath here is you, Mizu!" Yukio shouted. The fuck? Bitch, I just saved your fucking life. He turned to the robber, "I'm sorry Kise".
"Don't worry senpai" the culprit said sheepishly "lots of fans tackle me, none try to stab me though."
I stared at 'Kise'. Fan? Senpai? "What?"
"Mizu this is Kise, he plays for my team" Yuki-nii sighed, rubbing his head, in what could only be described as annoyance. "Get off him"
Are you fucking kidding me? I threw the knife into the wall and rolled off him, well at least he isn't a robber/ killer/ all-round wack job.
"Put a shirt on" I huffed out, standing up and pulling the knife from the wall. Watching as Yuki-nii kicked 'Kise' in the stomach.
"Waahhh, Kasamatsu-senpai" he whimpered, standing himself up "what was that for?"
"Wear a shirt around my sister Kise" Yuki said walking over to me.
"You know I've seen boys shirtless before" I quipped looking up at him.
"Your back early" Yuki-nii said, wrapping his arms around me and lifting me into a tight hug, my legs slung around his waist as my arms gripped the back of his neck, as he spun me around – just like when we were younger.
"Surprise" I laughed " came back early, so I get to spend almost the whole year at Kaijo, plus, high school had barely started and I had already covered everything back at Tsuyoshin, so it was nothing"
Soyun high was an average school, but I had to go there for a while, as it was the only high school near Tsuyoshin middle.
"Care to tell me how I came to find you aiming a knife at my small forward?"
I hopped down from Yuki-nii and turned to the kitchen, "I'll explain everything over some tea, want some Ki-"
"Kise," the blonde filled in " and sure"
Already knowing Yukio couldn't turn down the offer of my special tea, I walked to the pot and waited for it to boil. I may not be very lady like, but I sure as hell knew my way around the kitchen.
After I prepared the tea, we sat in the living room, and I explained the story to Yuki-nii, with the occasional input of Kise.
"How have your studies been?" Yuki-nii asked, ever interested in my life away from him.
Topped all my classes in Tsuyoshin and was first in the grade in Soyun"
"Tsuyoshin?" Kise said "isn't that the top academic middle school in the country?"
"The very same" I answered " why? You know it?"
"My parents wanted me to go there, but obviously I didn't make the cut" he laughed " more of a sports person myself."
Obviously if he played in Yuki-nii's team. "Neh, Nii-san, where's kaa-san and tou-san?"
"On a business trip" was his response. I couldn't help but feel a small twang in my chest, I knew arriving unannounced would propose problems, but I always expected they'd be back for my return. Then again these were my parents. Not some happy family that shits butterflies and rainbows on TV.
"And I 'spose he's here for the evening" I glanced out to the deep night sky, gesturing to Kise.
"yeah, also, your room isn't ready, it's still a study, we were planning on moving it back just before you were scheduled to return, but alas, here you are, and there is no room. So you'll have the lounge room tonight"
"Does that mean she's bunking with me?" Kise asked, his voice bordering on childlike.
I rolled my eyes and look at Yuki, his face paled, "No, we all sleep together, I will be here to make sure you're alright.
Well, that could have been phrased better. And of course he didn't even trust his own friends around me, like always, I remember we had a neighbour that wanted to 'marry' me when we were five. Yukio interrupted the ceremony, which was a beautiful little gathering in my back yard, and beat up the kid. Needless to say, they moved pretty quickly after that. But none the less, we got up and gathered everything for the night to make it comfortable, shoving the couches together to make one giant bed, as Kise insisted we make a fort.
I lied down, staring up at the clock, 1:35 it read, and I was too tired to even change my jeans, so I pulled the covers up and rolled over, looking at Yuki-nii as he lay, snoring, between me and Kise.
Well this is definitely not how I expected my first day back to play out.
I turned over once more, shoving a hand through my ruffled hair. I was three fucking thirty in the morning and I had probably slept a total of 10 minutes.
I needed something to do, anything really, I just needed something to help me fall asleep before the sun rose.
And a smoke seemed to be the perfect something.
I climbed over the back of the couch and made my way to my parent's room, my supply had run dry the day before yesterday and tou-san always had spares.
I opened the draw he usually hid them in, and, of course, there they were. This man would die with a cigarette in his mouth.
I pulled out three from the pack for later, grabbed one for now and went out the back.
I lit the death stick and inhaled deeply, the thick smoke swirling through my lungs.
"That'll kill you Mizu"
I blew a smoke ring and puffed lightly, making more smoke dart through the centre.
"Someday"
"Why do you still smoke? I thought you gave up." Yuki-nii said, as he pulled the cigarette from my mouth, took a small puff himself, then discarded it onto the, stamping it out.
"To relive stress"
I could tell he knew I was lying, that stupid baka isn't a total dumb ass when it comes to two things, basketball and me. But alas he dropped the subject.
"You actually miss them, don't you?"
Ah, the parents, the ones that weren't here to welcome their child home after being away for three years.
"More than I'd like to admit."
I scanned across the yard, my eyes falling onto the sturdy, yet worn, basketball hoop on the edge of some concrete. I remember years of playing with that hoop, using it to refine my shooting abilities, with the help of Yuki-nii of course.
"Fancy a quick game, Baka?" I called out, turning to see Yukio already holding a ball with a small smirk on his face.
"Try not to lose, too bad sis"
"Che, just don't sulk when I beat your stupid ass"
I grabbed the ball from his hand and dribbled it over to our little court, waiting for Yuki-nii to get into position. I closed my eyes, fake left crossover, no, he'll see through that- a double fake and drive, simple layup before he catches me.
My eyes snapped open and I moved, exactly to plan, Yuki-nii saw through the first fake, but failed to see the second, then I lifted the ball to the backboard.
I turned to him, hearing the ball fall to the ground behind me and smirked "You're getting too predictable, Nii-san"
I prepared myself for his move as we checked, he'll try something simple. Maybe.
He dribbled the ball quickly, small bounces close to the floor and spun past me, as I went to block his shot, the ball sailed easily through the hoop and he sent my smirk back.
"Don't get too ahead of yourself"
We played for hours, using extravagant plays to get points and impossible defence to stop the other from scoring. I dribbled the ball, about to make my 24th easy three for the night, when the sun's rays hit my eyes.
Well, so much for getting some sleep.
