AN: For those of you that don't know…Kaijou means monster =P.
Boys go to Jupiter?
Tomoeda, Japan
Touya Kinomoto leaned against the door way of his little sister's room as he watched her bustle back and-forth between her dresser, a suitcase, and her bathroom. Tiny squeals escaped her every so often when she would walk by.
"So, Kaijou, you're going to Hong Kong" Touya stated blandly.
Sakura stopped and immediately turned to glare at him; as if just noticing he was there.
"Yes! And it's going to be an amazing experience. One you don't get to have!" Sakura proclaimed.
Touya smirked. "Just don't get into trouble. Little Kaijou's usually do." He said before turning around to walk away.
"I'm not a Kaijou!!" his little sister screamed at his retreating form.
Touya turned around to retort…only to have a pink bra sling-shot into his face.
Fujitaka walked upstairs to his eldest sputtering with his youngest's bra hanging from his head. He shook his head lightly at his kids.
"Sakura…are you ready? Our plan leaves in an hour." Fujitaka said gently.
"Ahh!" the auburn haired girl wailed before running to her dresser and flinging clothes into her suitcase.
Hong Kong, China
"What!?!" Sayoran howled.
His mother and one of the clan elders sat at the elaborate kitchen country sipping their hot tea calmly.
"The archeologist coming to stay with us is very important to the clan, Xiao Lang." His mother repeated to him. "He and his daughter will be staying here in our wing of the estate…so I expect you to be nothing less then respectful."
Toning down his voice slightly Sayoran looked at the old man in robes sitting next to his Mother.
"Why can't they stay in the elders estates?" He questioned in a barely restraining tone.
The old man took one last sip of his tea before responding. "We are housing the rest of the excavation team within out walls. It is prudent that the two coming to stay with you are made to be absolutely comfortable."
Sayoran growled under his breath before stalking off to his bedroom. As he retreated he could hear the hushed whispers of his Mother and the elder. Talking about him no doubt. Sayoran shoved the door of his room open until it met the wall with a bang. He walked past his over sized bed to the French double doors on the other side of the room that lead to his balcony.
Outsiders don't belong here he thought. Truthfully he hated having any distractions around his home. Nobody that wasn't family ever came to stay here. Sayoran glared at the outside world from his balcony. He took a deep breath. Nothing was going to distract him this year. He only had a year and three months until he turned twenty one…at which time he would become the Li Clan Leader. Sayoran looked up at the dark star-covered sky.
Nothing would distract him now.
Nothing.
~*~*~*~
The plane touched down with gentle ease. Sakura looked out the window in wonder. It was overcast and foggy…shrouding the airport in mist. The green hills peaked through the top of the fog layer. As the flight attendant came by to make sure everyone had a hold on their carry-on's Sakura smiled. They had been flown here first class on an enormous jet.
Sakura grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulder before standing up and exiting the plane with her father. Once they reached the terminal her father recognized the man that had come to their house to commission him was waiting for them. Once they reached him they all shook hands as a greeting and he helped them with their bags.
Emerald eyes looked around the airport in amazement. The place was huge. It defiantly represented the size and power of China…even if only on a small scale. Sakura gasped when they walked outside and came face-to-face with a black limousine.
The Chinese man opened the door in the back "Miss Kinomoto…?" he gestured to the inside of the vehicle.
Sakura squealed and slid into the limo with a smile.
Living here was going to be great.
~*~*~*~
The limo pulled up to a brilliant and extravagant mansion. Sakura gaped. The place was beautiful. Surrounded by magnificent greenery the building looked tranquil and foreboding at the same time. As they approached the huge front door Sakura could see an elegant looking women with slick black hair brushed into a long ponytail standing at the door. A small smile graced her features as she opened the door to welcome them.
"Greetings, Kinomoto-san's." The women bowed lightly in respect.
Fujitaka and Sakura also bowed back in respect. "Thank you for your hospitality…umm..." Fujitaka stumbled lightly.
"Yelan Li." She introduced.
"Ah, wonderful. I am Fujitaka Kinomoto and this is my daughter Sakura Kinomoto." The archeologist announced.
Yelan's eyes lightened as her vision fell on Sakura. "A lovely name for a beautiful cherry blossom."
Sakura blushed lightly at the women's compliment.
"Th-thank you, Li-san." She replied.
Fujitaka smiled down at his daughter.
"Sakura, why don't you go and freshen up?"
She nodded in agreement to her father. Great full to be able to get a shower in…where it was. As she looked around unsure of where to go Yelan Li chuckled.
"Your room is up the stairs to the right, young one. Your things have already been taken there." The elegant women provided.
Sakura nodded her thanks and bowed to excuse herself from the group before heading up the stairs to take a long, hot shower.
~*~*~*~
Voices reached the chestnut haired warrior. He knew the archeologist and his daughter had arrived. Sayoran walked down the hall from his practice. His baggy black pants shifted slightly as he walked and his sleeveless green shirt was covered in sweat. As he walked back to his room his brilliant amber eyes noticed the door to the room next to his own was cracked open slightly. His mother hated it when unoccupied rooms were opened. When he reached forward to shut it an unattractive slam met his ears.
Swinging the door open wide Sayoran stepped inside the room to see what had happened. The room was completely empty and undisturbed. Amber eyes scanned the room as he walked forward towards the bathroom…
…only to meet with a pair of wide emerald eyes.
And skin. Wet, pinkish, soft looking skin.
Sayoran stepped back and stuttered at the sight of the girl sitting on the bathroom floor wrapped in nothing but a tiny pink towel. A puddle of water sat innocently next to the fallen girl's form which, Sayoran realized, had been the cause of the crash.
A deep blush smeared itself on the warriors face when he realized that she realized he was staring. Finally, the girl's mouth seemed to work as she began to sputter.
"P-p-PERVE!!!" she wailed, embarrassed.
Sayoran backed away a little ways.
"N-no I wasn't…I didn't mean…" He failed to say.
The blush grew even more fierce and finally Sayoran turned around and muscled his way quickly out of the room, cursing under his breath. Slamming the door behind him as he entered his room Sayoran put his back against the door. He'd never seen so much skin before in his life.
Then it dawned on him that the girl he'd seen was the Japanese outsider.
…staying in the room right next to his.
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