Welcome Home!
"Akemi! What are you wearing?" Was the first thing Matt could only think to say to his baby sister who he hadn't seen in about five years. The last time he had seen Akemi, she was wearing tutus and bows and sandals. Now, she looked like one of the models from his biker magazines he would get in the mail...
"Huh? Oh! This work clothes, Mail!" Her english was broken, but still adorable all the same. He noticed Takeshi eyeing his precious little sister, a hungry look on his face. He watched Takeshi's eyes wander up and down his sisters fragile body slowly before he realized what he was doing.
"Hey! Eyes to eyes you perv! This is my sister!" Upon hearing that, Kyoko sent a painful slap to her brothers chest, knocking some wind out of him. Akeshi giggled in response, sending little flirty brown bubble eyes at the wayyyyy older business man. Matt took off his black hoodie and slipped it on over his sisters shoulders, trying to save her some dignity.
"What are you doing here Akemi?" Matt asked once his sister was somewhat decent. She blushed furiously, a small smile forming on her lips when suddenly, she squealed and ran passed Matt, jumping into the arms of a rather scruffy looking american boy. He had long, blonde hair that was teased and covered the right side of his face, torn grey skinny jeans and a black and white striped short sleeved shirt. He seemed to kiss with his slimy pink tongue, sending waves of firey anger through Matts' body. She was fifteen and how old was he? He looked about twenty three, perhaps even older. When this man walked over to their small group, Matt noticed Akemi's tone turned monotoned and small, her mood switching from his bubbly baby sister, to a death obsessed goth shock he used to see at local cafe's and poet shops around his small suburban town back home.
"Who's this, then?" The man said, his voice rough and dark. Older, Matt thought to himself. Definately older.
"This is my brother, his girlfriend, and I'm guessing her brother?" Takeshi nodded brief and swift, suddenly glaring at Akemi's boyfriend, obviously envious. It made Matt sick to his core. Takeshi was about thirty, jealous of a twenty something years old's fifteen year old girlfriend. His fifteen year old sister, to be exact. Matt shook his head and pried the disgusting couple apart.
"I'm her older brother, Matt." Matt said, sizing up the younger boy. Her boy seemed intimidated, points for the red head.
"I'm Akemi's boyfriend, Conner." he said, squeezing Akemi's side roughly, sending a squeal in delight across her pink puffy lips.
"How old are you?"
"sixteen."
Lying. definately lying. He'd crack that case later, but for now, he had to get Kyoko home safe with her father.
"Mail, why don't you take your sister home and visit then come over?" Takeshi offered. Just as Matt was about to protest, Akemi grabbed his hands and tugged him along with her happily. He looked back at Kyoko and promised to call.
God, he thought as he realized who'd be waiting for him at home.
Mom and Dad.