The very first rays of sun were making their way around the streets of Tokyo. The mega city was beginning to wake up from its nightly slumber. Some residents were taking it better than others. One of those, that weren't very happy about the annoying sun, trying to bring them back into reality, was young man, sleeping in his, for him, oversized bed, at his new apartment.
And it just happened, that one of rays managed to enter the bedroom and fall straight on the boys face. His face scrunched in annoyance and he turned away from the window. As he was turning away, he raised his arm and quickly flicked his wrist. On this the drapes, hanging on both sides of the windows, wildly closed on the window, blocking all the sunlight.
Now the boy could go to sleep again. Except, he couldn't. He was too used to the fact, that once he was awake, he had to get up and go to work. So even now, when he was free and tired, because he was up long the previous night, he just couldn't go back to sleep. Even though he wished so very much.
The boy groaned in annoyance and sat up, revealing his bubble gum pink hair. "That's just isn't fair," Shuichi whined. He was just moving into this apartment, and he was tidying up late the previous night. So he wanted to sleep in, just for once, if it wasn't for that annoying sun. He should have closed the curtains at night, but he forgot.
'Hmmm, I wonder if I can stop the sun,' Shuichi thought jokingly. Then he shook his head. He shouldn't think about such silly things. Nobody could do that. It was simply too much for anyone, not to say it's forbidden. It would go against laws of nature and it could affect the whole planet, so something like that was really out of question.
Shuichi sighed again and slowly got out of the bed. If he couldn't sleep anymore, then it was pointless to just lie there. He could do at least something useful, like unpacking the last few boxes with his things. Fortunately there wasn't much left. Shuichi was hoping to make it today, so he could say that he officially moved into this apartment.
Speaking of the apartment. It was more of a whole floor mezonet that Shuichi's father bought, even though Shuichi complained, that he wanted to do it himself. But when Shuichi saw this one, he said it was perfect. And it was top floor, so if he wanted he could make the roof into a garden. He would really like that. Or make there a pool that might be even better. Less work. And it would really be helpful, not to take care of all that greenery, when he finds a job.
The best thing on this was that nobody would bother Shuichi here. Even though it was situated in building full of muggles, they wouldn't come up there, because they didn't know it was there. 'Sometimes muggles are so blind,' Shuichi thought. Really, otherwise wizards couldn't have hid their whole society among them. They just didn't see additional floor in their buildings, houses crouching among other houses, various facilities hidden somewhere or strange vehicles on their streets. So the only ones that might come here were wizards, as the only ways to enter were through the elevator, as for this was required wand, or through the floo net.
Shuichi took a quick shower and dressed into long black sweat pants with red t-shirt with the picture of a skull on the front. Somehow, during the five years that he spent among the muggles, he got so used to their clothes, that he found them more comfortable, than those habits that wizards wore. And truth to be told, he found them to be more useful while cleaning. Habits just got in the way.
Shuichi went to the kitchen where he made himself some green tea and prepared breakfast from the leftovers from the previous evening. Surprisingly there wasn't anything overly sugary. Or maybe not so surprisingly. He still loved sweets, but he also knew, that it would be unhealthy to have it all the time. But pocky was still his weak point. Present him with pocky and he would go crazy for that.
So Shuichi poured the hot water on the leaves in the pot, put it together with a glass and a plate with his food on a train and took it to the living room. Or what was supposed to be living room. There were still some empty and full boxes in the corner and it needed to clean up, but otherwise it was fine. Shuichi set the train down on the table. Then he pulled out his wand and knocked it on the radio standing in the centre of the table, to get it to play.
When he finally set it up, Shuichi sat down and started to eat his breakfast, enjoying the music coming from the radio. Though not as much as he enjoyed songs from Nittle Grasper, or even his own. Maybe he would buy himself one of those hybrid stereos, that could play muggle CDs, but it also run on magic, as no electronic devices worked around wizard places.
Shuichi shook his head. No. He wouldn't, shouldn't do that. He left it, and never wants to return to that. He left the singing and now he will prepare for his future as an auror, as everyone expected him. After all, it was his dream. It was his dream five years ago. And now too. It didn't matter, that he loved singing, that it was his air, his life. It also reminded him of Yuki, and Hiro, and just everyone.
Shuichi's eating interrupted few soft clicks on the glass of his window. He looked up to see an owl. It was a post owl with the newspaper Shuichi started to buy. He muttered few words, and let go of his glass of tea, which started to levitate around him, as he walked to the window, to let the owl in. Shuichi paid the owl required money and even gave her a bit from his food as thanks, before the owl flew away again.
Shuichi opened the newspaper and began to read. While he was staying in the muggle world, he seldomly read the newspapers, because he didn't understood the connections, and even if he did read, none of that was wizarding newspaper. So now, after five years, he kind of wanted to catch up to that and subscribed to the main wizarding newspaper in Japan, Fuji's Fairy. He read it every morning and was not pleased.
He noticed that the minister of magic was different, but that was not what bugged him. He knew that man; it was his father's friend. He was a good guy, a bit strict but also nice and reasonable. The thing that he didn't like was most of the articles seemed to be darker. To revolve around criminality. Yep, the criminality has risen in the past five years that he spent as a muggle. But then, he should have expected that. Some of that mirrored in the muggle world too, now that he thought about it.
Shuichi turned the page, when a loud cracking sound was heard coming from the main hall. Shuichi, who didn't expect it, flinched and the tea cup, which was till now levitating around him, fell to the ground, spilling its contents on the carpet. "What the…?" Shuichi explained angry. He was angry at himself, to let his concentration slip and release the spell. Now he will have to clean up the mess… Oh wait, right. He doesn't have to clean the carpet manually, scrubbing it clean. 'Eh heh, silly me, now I can use magic again,' Shuichi thought sheepishly, 'I guess old habits die hard.'
Just as Shuichi drew his wand, his little sister burst into the living room, with a big smile plastered on her face. "Ohayo, Shuichi-nii!" she exclaimed loudly. Shuichi smiled, "Ohayo, Maiko." Then he pouted and pointed on his spilled tea. "Next time give me a little warning, will you?" he said and sighed, "My poor tea…" Then he waved his wand and everything disappeared.
Maiko stared. "So I come here, to see you, and all you talk about is your tea?" she said disbelievingly, "Like an old man…" This time it was Shuichi's turn to stare, "Wha? Take it back!" Maiko shook her head in tease and the pink haired man started to chase her around. She giggled, "You have no chance to catch me, old man. And certainly not without apparating license."
Shuichi stopped, "Not fair, you know I send application for the test. I will do it in few days." Maiko turned to her brother and smirked. "I know," she said, "That's why I came. Your training starts today, or did you forget?" Shuichi gaped at her. And gaped. "Eh, what?" he asked dumbly. Then he thought. "Shouldn't it start on fifth?" Shuichi said slowly. Maiko raised one of her thin eyebrows, "And today is?" Shuichi raised the newspaper, he was holding and looked at it. In the corner was today's date. "Fifth," Shuichi said and then halted. Slowly it dawned on him.
"Aah, I mistook dates and now I will be late!" Shuichi exclaimed and darted to his room to change his clothes. Only seconds after that he re-emerged from his room and run towards the main door, but Maiko caught him. "Don't worry my forgetful brother," she smiled, "I came a bit earlier and I will take you there." Shuichi stopped struggling. "And you couldn't say it sooner?" he said annoyed. Maiko smiled brightly at him, "And where would the fun be?" Shuichi only sighed. Maybe he should have expected something like this from his little sister. They were siblings after all. "Now give me your hand and off we go," Maiko reached her hand towards Shuichi, who took it, and with a loud crack they dissapparated.