CHAPTER 2: ExPlAnAtIoNs
By: Alea
"I'm your sister." She answered smiling at him. He gave her the coldest stare. Which made her feel uncomfrotable near him.
"I don't have siblings." He spat. "You're not my sister."
She felt herself been drawed back. Maybe Okaasan never told him. she took her hand away from his shoulder and walked in front of him.
"Technically, I'm not. I'm not blood, but i'm your step sister!"
He gave her a questioning look. "Nani?"
He was taken back at this. He never knew his step father married someone else. He never knew he had a child. After all, his fatehr was dead. He shook his head.
'Another lie.' He thought as he brushed passed her.
Opening the door, he looked back at her. Her short brown hair with a mixture of gorgeous blue eyes. She wore a long satin night gown with a jacket over her bare shoulders. She was beautiful. But she looked as if she wasn't lying at all. She looked so innocent yet..
"Rukawa-kun, you may not believe me, but I am your sister." She said with a quiet tone as she looked down to one sighed.
He watched her sigh and her look of desperation. If she was lying, she was one helluva actress.
He opened the door wider to show that she was welcome.
"You don't have to open the door you know." She said walking through the door. "I've got keys."
He shut the door. "Keys?!"
She rolled her eyes and giggled. "You sound like you've never heard that name before! Of course I've got keys! Okaasan gave it to me."
"Okaasan?" He inquiered. "You're living my life now?"
She giggled once again. Her laughter was the sound of chimes, bells. Her voice was like a soft melodic tone but sounded so attractive yet scared at time. He placed his bag on the entrance table and walked towards the right to the living room as he sat down slumped on it.
"Well, no. I'm your step sister. So, Okaasan is kind of like my mother too."
He shrugged.
"Do you always stay quiet?" She asked sitting beside him. "If you're my kinda brother, I'm so opposite from you!"
Smiling, she looked towards him. He didn't make a smile but if you could cover his mouth, and look into his eyes, he was laughing. Laughing inwardly. On the outside, he wore some mask to disguise his feelings.
"You seem like a sister." He replied ignoring the question. "How could you..."
He paused a moment. She could be the only key to finding who his father really was.
She looked deep into his eyes as he didn't take his gaze off of her. She turned away.
"After your parents divorced, your father came to Canada. He worked in the same company as my mother. They didn't get married when my mother gave birth to me..." She took a breath, and sighed trying not to cry once more. "They wanted to get married. And that's when things got screwed up. Yours and my, father died a week later. The week that they were to get wed. And just recently, my mother.. she.."
She burst out crying not caring about the story anymore. Not caring about her brother beside her. She buried her face in her hands and shook her head.
"I'm sorry."
Rukawa sat up and placed an arm around her shoulders and brang her closer.
She sniffled and wiped her blood shot eyes. "I'm sorry."
"It's Okay." He mumbled as she buried her face into his shirt.
A moment had passed and he had been reassuring her. But his words had no emphasis even if it had meaning. Every word he spoke was true but seemed to be unbelievable.
"Okaasan told me to tell you that, she'd be back later."
He nodded and got up. "Do you need help moving things?" He spoke softly.
She nodded. "Okaasan went out to buy me a new bed."
She walked behind him as he led the way upstairs to the empty room. He saw the filled boxes and sighed. There were countless boxes that probably stacked all the way to the heavens. But all he did was shrug.
"You sure you want this room?"
She bit her lip and gave him a questioning look. "Well, how many rooms are there that I could use?"
He looked down the long hallway that was carpeted a blue. "Many?"
She giggled. "Well, where should I stay?"
He tried to smile at her. For she was the nicest living creature on earth. Her smile gave him warmth and her prescence changed him.
"Since you're my sister," He began. "Stay next to me."
she grinned and wrapped her arms around his ribs and gave him a soft squeeze. She looked at him and smiled upward at him. She had to look up, he was so much taller than she.
He bent down and picked up four boxes. "Here. I'll show you."
By: Alea
"I'm your sister." She answered smiling at him. He gave her the coldest stare. Which made her feel uncomfrotable near him.
"I don't have siblings." He spat. "You're not my sister."
She felt herself been drawed back. Maybe Okaasan never told him. she took her hand away from his shoulder and walked in front of him.
"Technically, I'm not. I'm not blood, but i'm your step sister!"
He gave her a questioning look. "Nani?"
He was taken back at this. He never knew his step father married someone else. He never knew he had a child. After all, his fatehr was dead. He shook his head.
'Another lie.' He thought as he brushed passed her.
Opening the door, he looked back at her. Her short brown hair with a mixture of gorgeous blue eyes. She wore a long satin night gown with a jacket over her bare shoulders. She was beautiful. But she looked as if she wasn't lying at all. She looked so innocent yet..
"Rukawa-kun, you may not believe me, but I am your sister." She said with a quiet tone as she looked down to one sighed.
He watched her sigh and her look of desperation. If she was lying, she was one helluva actress.
He opened the door wider to show that she was welcome.
"You don't have to open the door you know." She said walking through the door. "I've got keys."
He shut the door. "Keys?!"
She rolled her eyes and giggled. "You sound like you've never heard that name before! Of course I've got keys! Okaasan gave it to me."
"Okaasan?" He inquiered. "You're living my life now?"
She giggled once again. Her laughter was the sound of chimes, bells. Her voice was like a soft melodic tone but sounded so attractive yet scared at time. He placed his bag on the entrance table and walked towards the right to the living room as he sat down slumped on it.
"Well, no. I'm your step sister. So, Okaasan is kind of like my mother too."
He shrugged.
"Do you always stay quiet?" She asked sitting beside him. "If you're my kinda brother, I'm so opposite from you!"
Smiling, she looked towards him. He didn't make a smile but if you could cover his mouth, and look into his eyes, he was laughing. Laughing inwardly. On the outside, he wore some mask to disguise his feelings.
"You seem like a sister." He replied ignoring the question. "How could you..."
He paused a moment. She could be the only key to finding who his father really was.
She looked deep into his eyes as he didn't take his gaze off of her. She turned away.
"After your parents divorced, your father came to Canada. He worked in the same company as my mother. They didn't get married when my mother gave birth to me..." She took a breath, and sighed trying not to cry once more. "They wanted to get married. And that's when things got screwed up. Yours and my, father died a week later. The week that they were to get wed. And just recently, my mother.. she.."
She burst out crying not caring about the story anymore. Not caring about her brother beside her. She buried her face in her hands and shook her head.
"I'm sorry."
Rukawa sat up and placed an arm around her shoulders and brang her closer.
She sniffled and wiped her blood shot eyes. "I'm sorry."
"It's Okay." He mumbled as she buried her face into his shirt.
A moment had passed and he had been reassuring her. But his words had no emphasis even if it had meaning. Every word he spoke was true but seemed to be unbelievable.
"Okaasan told me to tell you that, she'd be back later."
He nodded and got up. "Do you need help moving things?" He spoke softly.
She nodded. "Okaasan went out to buy me a new bed."
She walked behind him as he led the way upstairs to the empty room. He saw the filled boxes and sighed. There were countless boxes that probably stacked all the way to the heavens. But all he did was shrug.
"You sure you want this room?"
She bit her lip and gave him a questioning look. "Well, how many rooms are there that I could use?"
He looked down the long hallway that was carpeted a blue. "Many?"
She giggled. "Well, where should I stay?"
He tried to smile at her. For she was the nicest living creature on earth. Her smile gave him warmth and her prescence changed him.
"Since you're my sister," He began. "Stay next to me."
she grinned and wrapped her arms around his ribs and gave him a soft squeeze. She looked at him and smiled upward at him. She had to look up, he was so much taller than she.
He bent down and picked up four boxes. "Here. I'll show you."