She got me looking so crazy again. Just like she always did, from the very beginning. From the time we still lived with our alcoholic father and drug addicted mother. Just one look from those big pleading eyes of hers and I knew I would never leave her sleep alone if she wished me by her side. I often held her hand as we laid in bed trying to sleep in our locked room, the only safe place from the beatings we often got. I kept looking at her sleeping frame, her soft breath and her golden locks as our father yelled at our mother using language I never wanted Setsu to hear. Only thing I knew was I had to protect her no matter what. Nothing changed since then. Nothing but the way I began to see her. She grew to be a beauty to behold. Small waits, slim and small frame, long golden hair, even her womanly parts didn't get unnoticed by me. She grew up right before my eyes, never leaving my side. The older she got, the more she got me to look at her more than just a sister. And she was aware of it too, which pissed me even more. Her revealing clothes, wearing only black and collars made me fantasize about her the way no brother should.

We grew up having just one another. I was able to take her away from that place before something terrible could have happened to her. I knew I had to when our father started to notice her and the beatings I was getting were suddenly aimed at her. I didn't care about our stupid parents. Didn't even care about myself. All I knew was I had to take her away and make a great life for her. That was the only purpose for my life.

It was hard getting a job at such a young age, but I managed. Starting as a street fighter, joined a gang even just to bring home money, just so she could lead a happy life and study at school peacefully. It was around that time, when I got shot working for the gang, my current boss found me and gave me another chance at life employing me as an actor. The pay was great and I was able to quit all the crap I had to deal with. Only bad habit I kept from it was my temper towards people (which was already bad caused by our parents) and my smoking habit.

And still…. after everything I did for her….

She was late!

I chewed through another cigarette, leaned on the chair so I could watch the door. Clock was ticking and she wasn't coming. I was feeling uneasy. I hated not having her by my side, in my sight. I knew I wasn't the only one that saw how hot she was. I often saw guys looking at her checking her out like a piece of meat and just the pure thought of it made me incredibly mad. She belongs to me and no one else can have her.

Just as the thought crossed my mind I heard keys clink at the other side of the door and after a little fumbling with the lock the door opened letting me see her. Her face was just as beautiful as I remembered it, her silver eyes closing on mine as she put down her suitcase and put a strand of her waist long hair behind her ear.

"Yo." She said, like she wasn't hour and half late.

I just narrowed my eyes at her not letting her out of my sight.

"You're late," I noted following her with my eyes as she moved into the kitchen.

"The plane had a delay," she said casually as if it wasn't a big deal and went in about her business. I frowned and stood up coming behind her, towering above her with a look that could kill. And she didn't bother to tell me? She sensed me behind her and turned to look at me. Noticing my look, she just smiled narrowing her eyes showing me the sexiest look I saw since she left. She leaned against the counter motioning for me to come closer with her finger. She reached into the back pocket of her tight black jeans and then when I leaned down to match her eyes with mine she wrapped her hands around my neck causing my heart to jump. I felt her fingers graze the back of my neck sending shivers through me. Then she pulled away and smiled brightly.

"There."

I blinked at her, quite confused and I looked down. She just gently tucked at the necklace around my neck that she just put there.

"Present."

I looked back at her with slight annoyance. I was hoping for something else but at the same time I couldn't. she just grinned evilly.

"Expected something else?"

Not even trying to hide it anymore. She can read me like a book. Just then she leaned in wrapping her hands around my neck again gently running her fingers through my hair pulling my head on her shoulders holding me to her.

"I'm home," she simply whispered and I smiled into her neck.

"Welcome home."

It's finally here! Everyone knew I just had to write one of these :) Hope you'll enjoy it :) Leave me a comment to let me know what you think of it so far :)