A/N: Finally after long head aching days, I finally updated this. :D Thanks for those who read and reviewed chapter 1! :)))
~Day 2~
"Good morning…" the green-haired lad, still on his light green pajama, yawned as he entered the dining room where the Tsukimoris and Nami were eating.
All eyes stared at him, wide-eyed.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" he asked innocently, but he didn't expect them to answer with a nod. They kept their stare on him with disbelief.
"You're like a walking human monster." Len said.
"What?"
"No, I take that back. I forgot that you are a green-headed human monster."
Ryou clenched his fist, ready to punch him. "Shut up if you don't want me to ruin that beautiful face of yours." after saying that, he just realized what he said. "You? Beautiful face? I'm going in the bathroom."
"You better be. That mustache and black-eye suits you." Len teased as he continued eating.
"Mustache? Black-eye?"
"You got whiskers on both cheeks too." Nami added, pointing to his cheek.
"Huh?" he touched it.
"There's also a beard under on your chin and drawn wrinkles on your forehead." Kahoko said.
"W-what's going on?" he rushed to the nearest mirror, all of the people on the table covered their ears and at the same time—
"Aaaaahhhh!" Ryoutarou screamed at the top of his voice. They covered their ears more.
"What happened to my face!" his whole face was decorated with drawings made by a marker. A black-eye on his left eye, mustache under his nose, beard on his chin, wrinkles on his forehead, and whiskers on his cheek.
He turned his attention to the little boy hiding his little face into his mother's arm. Kaien gasped as he hid more.
"You!" he angrily pointed at him. "You're the one who did this!"
"Hey, why are you blaming my innocent son?" Len glared at him.
"Because I saw him last night! I'm really sure he was the one!"
"Why didn't you stop him then?"
"Because I was too sleepy! Now he's gonna get it. Come here!"
"Oi!"
"Gaaaah!" Kaien ran away from them as fast as he could.
"Kaien!"
"Kaien, come back here!"
Then a sudden mysterious chuckle was heard from Kahoko.
"Don't worry, Ryoutarou-kun. It suits you." they turned their attention to her who was now acting weird. "But it'll be better if you add this." She pushed him to sit then dipped her finger in an icing of a cake and traced the icing on his animated whiskers.
Len followed. "And this too." He traced chocolate icing to his mustache.
"I want to put this too!" Nami joined by putting peanut butter on his forehead. They kept on adding sticky creams to his face, which in turn just made the poor lad dazed from their movements.
"Will you please stop making fun of me!" he finally shoved them away then stood up. He marched towards the bathroom to clear his face. The people who were left there, looked at each other.
Len was the first one to speak. "Did we do something bad?"
Kahoko shrugged.
"We were just making him look like a person, aren't we?"
"What do you mean, Len?"
"He's an alien after all. A green-headed alien."
"He is?" Kahoko and Nami asked at the same time, leaning closer to him with wide eyes.
"I...diots..." he said as he rolled his eyes before taking his leave.
-Minutes Later-
Ryoutarou just finished cleaning his face, he has a towel on his head. Kaien was the first one that beamed in his sight when he spotted the living room.
"Oi, Kaien. What are you doing?" he approached him from behind.
"Nothing. You forbid me from drawing on your face, so I'm just doing it on something else. I won't make you feel bad anymore." Hearing this, Ryoutarou felt flattered. He never thought that he's very different from his dad. He gently patted his head.
"Good. You're an obedient kid after all." Kaien just nodded.
"Where are you drawing now anyway?" he stretched his neck a bit to peek. "What the!"
"What do you think you're doing to my favorite shirt!"
"Why?" he blinked his innocent eyes. "Is this bad?"
"Absolutely bad! It's my favorite shirt…." He knows it's not necessary, but tears came out from his eyes as he stared at the pure white T-shirt that he loved so much. It was now drawn with unreadable letters and swirly shapes. "I thought you said you won't make me feel bad anymore?" he cried.
"Ryou-jii-san, why are you crying about a stupid shirt?"
"How can you say it's stupid? You know nothing. You're just a kid!" he cried like a little child.
"Tsuchiura. What are you moping about?" Len appeared standing at the stairs. He slowly went nearer then crouched to level his son.
"Look… Look what you're kind son did to my favorite shirt!" he showed.
"Wow. Good job, son." He softly clapped his hands. "I never thought you have this kind of talent, and as a prize… I'll give you more clothes to draw."
"What's this! He's praising him instead of scolding?"
Len lifted him then made their way upstairs.
"What clothes are you talking about, daddy?"
"Like the ones you used earlier."
"That would be cool!"
"I'm sure Tsuchiura has lots of clothes to spare."
"I want the pretty ones, daddy!"
"Sure."
"This is hell!" Ryoutarou cried more then wiped the shirt on his face. Because of this, black inks covered his face.
"I'm gonna sleep this whole week! Don't wake me up!" he grunted and heavily marched towards his room. He dived to their comfy bed, and not minding to close the door. Kaien appeared, leaning at his door.
"Ryou-jii-san, do you want me to make you sleep with my violin?"
"Sure. Whatever." He buried his face in his pillow more.
"I'll play the piece that I invented!"
Ryou turned over to him. "Is he really a genius to make his own piece at such a young age?"
The little boy entered his room. Ryou stared at him in awe. Kaien placed his violin under his chin then started playing.
"Hey, what kind of piece is this? It's deafening!"
"A piece which I don't know and I just made all by myself." Kaien grinned then closed his eyes. He was not minding whether the sound was good or bad, nor what note was he making. He was just moving his hands, making unknown sounds.
"Argh, stop it! I'm trying to sleep!"
"I am making you sleep."
And from the open door, Len passed by without looking but was clapping his hands.
"Tsukimori…!"
"Kaien, I think it'll be better if it's louder." Len spoke before leaving. Kaien followed what he said.
"You're gonna pay for this, Ice cube!" he ducked his head under pillow and closed his eyes tightly.
"Ryou-jii-san, do you want a shoulder massage instead?" he asked, putting down his violin.
Ryoutarou imagined what it would be like, Kaien massaging him. It would probably turn out like a disaster again.
"N-no, thanks! I don't need it!"
"It's okay, Ryou-jii-san. I insist." Kaien climbed to his bed then sat on his back.
"Kaien, please don't." his little hands went on his shoulder as he started his massage. 'N-no!"
"Twack!" was the sound made by the crack of his bones.
"Ouch!" he screamed in pain. "Why do you have that kind of strength!"
"You might not know but I'm taking Karate lessons. Daddy said, so that I wouldn't be like my clumsy mommy." then he stroke another break from his shoulder.
"Ow! Okay, okay, I get it now! Please stop!"
"Ow!" another loud scream before the boy entirely stopped it.
"Just ask me if you want another massage. Okay, Ryou-jii-san?"
Ryou raised his eyebrow. "Who would ask for pain?"
"Hm... I know! Maybe Nami-baa-san would want a massage." he hurriedly ran out of his room then to the room beside. Ryoutarou could hear the conversations clearly.
"Nami-baa-chan, do you want me to massage your shoulders?"
"Really you would?"
"Hai!"
"Sure, darling."
He wanted to warn her but he changed his mind and went to sleep instead. "Good luck."
A/N: hm... :) i just hope it isn't as bad as I think. I promise to make the other chapters better.
