Living with Kuza
Bryan's POV
"GOOOOOOD MOOOOOORNING SUNSHIIINES!" Yep. That would be my older sister, Maria "Kuza" Kuznetsova. She has a tendency of being obnoxiously loud. Especially when she knows very well that we are up. We being the Demolition Boys. After the Abbey was shut down, Mr. Dickenson or who ever he was, searched our relatives personally. Well, he only found my sister and Tala's mom, who was in Krasnoyarsk and way too busy. Tala was already in bad shape and that didn't help a one bit.
"Thought you picked up my name but you forgot about my home game,
Thought your could take me down, sucka take me down now here we go"
Gotta give her one thing. She sure can sing. Duh, she wouldn't be a singer otherwise. Singer known as Kuza. And not as Maria Andreyevna Kuznetsova, 18-year-old headcase looking after her little brother and his friends.
"Thought you could take me down, whats up you forgot about my old school,
If you wanna teach me something new you better teach yourself "
"BRYAN ANDREYEVICH! BREAKFAST!" Sheesh! Does she really have to screech? I have good hearing… And then she just continues singing like she hasn't done anything… I drag myself up and downstairs. Tala sleeps in her bedroom since he is not in shape to wander in the stairs.
"Thought you picked up my name but you forgot about my home game,
Thought your could take me down, sucka take me down now here we go
Thought you could take my group, whats up you forgot about my old school,
If you wanna teach me something new you better teach yourself "
She can cook, damnit. I think I might be drooling, if the look on Ian's face is any indication. Even her breakfasts are perfect. Man, she shovels the food down and gets up with another plate. Tala's gonna have food too. Dang, I guess I forgot the guy. No wonder they call me cruel…
"Swing now, Swing low if you wanna Beyblade,
Swing now, Swing low let it rip, Beyblade!
Swing now, Swing low never with a beyblader,
Swing now, Swing low let it rip, Beyblade!
Swing now, Swing low if you wanna Beyblade
Swing now, Swing low let it rip, Beyblade!
Swing now, Swing low if you wanna Beyblade,
Swing now, Swing low let it rip, Beyblade!"
She goes to the bathroom. Great. Just as I really needed to go. Not like my room upstairs doesn't have a bathroom. I just don't feel like going up the stairs. Again
"Thought you picked up my name but you forgot about my home game,
Thought your could take me down, sucka take me down now here we go
Let it rip, Beyblade!"
She yelled those last lines through the door. Crap, she did it on purpose. Great. Anyway, she is a singer, she took this month mostly off just for us. She sings rock-styled songs and she is a kickass. She has an interview today, in one and half hours or so. I take a trip to the loo upstairs and return to downstairs, going to pick up Tala's plate and mug. Tala is forced to stay in bed mostly because Balkov got too carried away with him and now wolf's stomach is practically sewn shut. He can barely get up from the bed by himself. As he sleeps in Maria's bedroom, she sleeps on the couch or occasionally next to him, able to help him right away.
Tala looks at me weirdly. "What?" I ask. He just shrugs and tries to drag himself towards the headboard, wanting to sit up. I help him quickly and carefully, but still he whimpers in pain. When he is settled I hear Maria coming to her room, clad in a bathrobe and toweldrying her hair.
She looks a bit like me. She has some black hair dye, but she has let some lilac undyed. Her eyes are just like mine, light purple. She has three earrings in each ear and a pierced eyebrow. She stands with her back to us and dresses underneath her robe. She takes out some clothes, this time a black top and black and gold jeans. She sure knows how to dress with style. I help her out with the belt, which tends to get stuck with the loops, thanks to the row of spikes.
"Gold and glitter. I think I know what to buy you for Christmas." Tala snorted and again had the weird look on his face. Hmm, was he crushing over my sis? Who is two years older than me and three years older than Tala. She has lots of glitter belts. Glitter belts with spikes. Bracelets with spikes, necklaces with spikes, chokers with spikes… She sure likes spikes. Another scary similarity between us.
I'm wondering, as she puts on some golden makeup and dyes the lilac to gold with spraycolor. I think she might be developing a crush on Tala. Though I guess she tries to hide it or she might feel like a paedophile if she makes the first move. Like that kind of relationships would be alien in Russia. Quite the contrary…
"'K, wish Kuza some luck, boys. She's gonna charm today. And if you all be some goody-two-shoes, I'll bring ya a surprise. A pleasant one", she adds as Spence and Ian meet her at the door. She turns on the TV in the living room; I carry Tala to the sofa.
"And in an hour, we have the rising star Kuza here with us, stay tuned, folks."
"I hate those cheery people already…" Tala mutters. He focuses on Kuza's music video shown next. Ringing doorbell disturbs us and with a sigh I get up to answer the door.
"What?" I snap to the weird looking guy who looks more than surprised.
"I-I-I-I I-uh… Is Maria here?" he stammered. I think I'm gonna pop the vein.
"Well, if you had watched the TV this morning, then you wouldn't be here. The answer is no, dude." Yep, definitely gonna pop the vein.
"Oh… When she will r-r-return?" Dang, can't this guy talk? Who the hell he is?
"Like I hinted you earlier, go and watch TV and stop bothering me!" No, I don't wanna throttle this freak.
"What d-d-do you m-m-mean?" There goes the vein…
"STOP STAMMERING AND TAKE A HIKE BEFORE I DO SOMETHING DRASTIC!" I think I hear Tala snickering. This freak-o missed Maria by ten minutes. I hate him already. He looks like he just peed his pants. Ack. I slam the door and swear every obscenity I know very loudly, so he can hear what I think.
"I think Maria will be proud of me. She swears sometimes even more than me. She'd give a sailor run for his money."
"Lovely sister you've got there…" Spence says as I slump next to them, waiting for the interview to begin.