In a small town in Tokyo, by the name of Reddoshiti(1) a young boy in his last year of middle-school laid on his scruffled covers; snoring loudly.

"Shikou!"

A voice yelled, causing the tangled limbs to shoot up, head snapping to the closed door.

"Shikou, get ready! You're gonna be late for Swimming Practice!" A woman's voice yelled, before he could heare the woman walk off.

"Got it, Makoto!''

By the time the boy was fully dressed, he came down to see two olders sitting at the breakfast table.

The oldest was a male; maybe in his mid twenties, with shocking pale blonde hair and dark green eyes, wearing a pair of denim jeans and a grey t-shirt.

The secant was a girl, with short curly black hair and hazel eyes, covered by oval glasses. She was wearing a white Fleece and dull green pants.

"Their you are, Shikou. I was beginning to think you wouldn't wake up." The male said, having a drink of coffee.

Shikou had dark straight brown hair and amber eyes. He was wearing a bright blue henley shirt and black shorts.

"Yori!" The girl snarled at the male; apperently named "Yori".

"Be strict with him! It's already elliven! He-"

"'Should have been up by seven'? Come now, Makoto. He's old enough to wake himself up. Plus, it's a weekend. What did you expect?" Yori sighed, giving her a frown.

Makoto simply snorted.

"Right. *cough* Shikou, it's almost two, and you have to get ready for you're Swimming practice. Do you have you're swimsuit packed?" Yori said, getting down to business.

"Yes."

"Sunscrean?"

"Yes,"

"Towel?"

"Yes."

"Goggles?"

"Yep! Got everything!"

"Good, now get a move on it. You're gonna be late to meet up with you're friend- Yamato, was it?"

"GAH! Yamato! I totally forgot!"

Shikou grabbed a large blue and black bag and ran out the door, screaming;

"Goodbye Brother! Sister!"

1) "Reddoshiti" is a fictional town, much like Karakura. It means "Red City".