OMGOMGOMG THIS IS A RESULT OF LACK OF SLEEP AND HELPING OUT AT SPORT CAMPS... *sighs* Enjoy.
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Hey Mr. Sun – Haru Miura & Hayato Gokudera
"Hayato."
"Hm?" said silverette turned to look at his wife, towing two growling children, "What is it?"
"You expect our children to be cared for by him?" if anything, Miura Haru was very scary when doubtful.
Or sad.
Or mad.
Or just plain PMS.
Gokudera sighed, "Look, I know. Turf-head probably isn't the best person to go to for babysitting two kids, okay. I know. But think about it, we only have four choices, either send him to that tranny-man-Lussaria, dear Uncle Mukuro, Uncle Hibari, or Mr. Sun himself. So, who would you rather watch over Hikaru and Hikari?"
"Lussaria and the rest of them would have taken great care of the two. You know that they aren't completely bloodthirsty." Haru frowned, her voice adopting a rather darker tone.
"Besides," she continued, "Mukuro-san and Hibari-san take care of the children wonderfully. We just have to make sure that Hikaru goes to the Cloud's place and Hikari goes to Mukuro's."
"They're identical twins that have decided to wear the same clothes, style their hair the same way, and even speak and laugh in the same key, rhythm, and beat, Haru. Remember last time we tried to get each one to their respective babysitter? We got them mixed up and Hikaru was crying from all of Mukuro's bullying." Gokudera shook his head to rid it of the memories of his son crying over a pineapple monster.
Haru raised a finger to her lips, no doubt examining the whole situation, "Oh yea, that's the time when Hibari-san came to answer the door with a Sharpie moustache and lipstick on him."
"Precisely."
"But what about the Varia? I remember Xanxus to be pretty doting on both while I was away on a mission." she reminded.
Gokudera twitched involuntarily, "Then you probably also remember Hikaru being on the verge of diabetes after a month of non-stop ice cream sandwiches."
"But he also learned how to do a handstand." Haru quickly reminded her husband.
"Need I remind you of how Hikari came back home wearing her hair in spikes and an umbrella carefully disguised as a gun on her back?"
"But she finally stopped calling Levi names like Mr. Ugly-And-Short-Where-The-Sun-Does-Not-Shine."
"Your statement presents my concern perfectly. And you couldn't have possibly forgotten how now both children refuse to eat ketchup as a result of that Madman's entertaining food fight spree."
Haru choked on air before glaring at the smirking man, "Bel's crazed hot dog throwing scheme was not planned. Neither was Squ-san's hate for ketchup in his hair. It was a mistake and it will not happen again."
"Oh." he paused before his smirk stretched more, "So it was a mistake. Well, we don't want a chance of any more mistakes of such caliber, now do we? So just relax, Turf-head will be able to deal with the kids and we can finally take out long awaited vacation." Gokudera knit his fingers together behind his head, adopting a rather relaxed pose.
"Shut up asshole."
He snorted openly, the crinkle by his eye deepened, "Language, dear, the children can hear you." he paused before turning to the twins, "So kids, you'll be staying with Uncle Ryohei, alright? Don't cause too much trouble."
"Don't lecture me, old man. I'm fourteen, I can take care of my self, Hikaru, on the other hand might still need his blankie." the girl smirked, tossing her hair behind her.
"Hey! Don't call me names, scum." Hikaru glared at his sister, green eyes flowing into the same green.
"Oh?" the smirk grew larger and more malicious, "I don't want to stop. If it's such a big deal why don't you just go crying to that loser Hibari and his stupid bird? I'll bet ten bucks that if you suck his cock, he'll definitely give you enough comfort." Hikari licked her lips before delivering one last insult, "And you know what? I bet that you'll definitely scream. Trash."
"Hikari!" Gokudera frowned at his youngest, "Stop hanging around Mukuro, you're picking up on all his bad habits."
"But Papa! Uncle Muku has never spoke about anything obscene in front of me before!" the girl pouted, a finger on a glossed lip and eyes adverted.
If Gokudera ever said that his daughter was not a Daddy's girl, he was obviously lying, "Alright, but just don't say that kind of stuff anymore, promise?" he held out his pinky.
She linked hers onto his finger, "Gotcha, Papa, but don't you think that Hikaru should really grow some balls? He still can't hold his own against me in a fight and I'm a girl!"
"I haven't even gone through puberty yet, bitch! Besides, you don't fight fair! Using those shit illusions against me is really not just, if you want to fight, you got to fight with your hands or weapons, not with some illusions of blossoming trees!"
"Oh yea? Well, for someone trained by Vongola's-maybe-strongest guardian, you sure complain a lot about tactic. Who was it that said that winning was everything and that how you do it doesn't matter?"
"Well-!" Hikaru started but was interrupted by a shrill and angry cry.
"Shut up! I don't want to hear any bickering!" their mother snapped and silence ensued…
At least before Gokudera announced the arrival to their destination, "Alright kids, we're at Ryohei's, don't destroy everything. And grab your suitcases from the trunk."
"Hn."
"Yea sure."
Hikaru hauled his stuff to the front porch and rung the doorbell. It had been years since he had seen Uncle Ryohei; apparently, he used to be their neighbor.
"Hello?" a warm sunny face popped out from behind the door, "If it isn't Octopus's brats! You're Hikaru, right?" Ryohei wrapped the boy into a bear hug, "It's been ages since I've seen the two of you."
"Yo." the girl greeted, her fingers held up in a victory sign, "Glad to see that you didn't mistake one for the other."
Ryohei laughed, "Well, Hikaru has this constant blush that's impossible to forget, ya know? And you have paler skin."
"I do not blush!"
The man laughed again, "Sure you don't sport."
"Whatever." Hikari pushed her uncle out of the way before turning around and giving him a wink and smile, "Welcome to hell, Mr. Sun, won't you come out?"
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