Tokyo Cleaning Service: Windex
I'd love to say I have a normal life. Normal friends, normal school and normal family. The typical life of a 16 year old girl. But honestly, I'd be lying if I said that. Take yesterday for instance.
I walked down the street to my house. We lived in a typical two storey townhouse pretty close to the centre of town and to school. Fairly simple right? Yeah, just wait. I stopped at the second to last house on the street. A few concrete steps before a wooden door. I walked up the front steps but before I could touch the doorknob, the hair on the back of my neck stood up. Instinctively I lifted my leg and kicked the door in. The collapsing door revealed a medley of colourful wires that were attached to a small generator sitting just inside the doorway. Fuckers, I thought to myself as I carefully stepped through the threshold and past the generator. Suddenly the air around me whistled and I quickly dodged a near fatal blow from a passing sword and lead ball. Lifting my head, I saw the two figures responsible for the latest attack and unfortunately, they were family.
One man stood with a slingshot in one hand, his black curly hair held back by a bandana.
"Gosh Usopp, you could have tried a little harder. I thought you were supposed to be an expert marksman," I smirked at him as I straightened my blouse.
The one I called Usopp grimaced, "It's not my fault I'm surrounded by freaks of nature."
The other man grinned toothily and aimed his gun at my head, "I could just shoot you right here."
I was quick on my feet and in an instant I had disarmed the pink haired man.
"We both know that would be a bad idea Boris," I said as I dropped the gun at his feet.
He grinned again (less menacingly this time) and shrugged his shoulders, "True. If I killed you, who would feed me and play with me?" His huge bushy pink tail rose up from behind him and swished happily. I scratched his chin and he let out a little giggle. Boris was our family pet, a man cat from the Country of Hearts, originally the Cheshire Cat (believe me he's not the weirdest thing in this house).
"Mum! Kaira broke the door again!" Usopp's voice grew fainter as I realised he was running towards the kitchen.
"Hell no!" I yelled, chasing after him with Boris happily in tow, "It wouldn't be broken if someone hadn't tried to electrocute me as I got home from school!"
Our kitchen; a moderately sized room with a connecting dining room (not that we ever used it) served as a family meeting point. My mother was standing in front of the fridge calendar, pencilling in a date and she turned to see the commotion.
"Well that will just have to come out of your allowance, " she smiled as she cut up a head of lettuce, her long purple hair waving happily as she moved.
I slumped onto the breakfast bench, "But it wasn't my fault! I bet Dad was behind it. "
"Who was behind what?" a creepy voice rose from behind me. I instinctively thrust my fist back, only to find my Dad's face at the receiving end.
"Kisuke, did you rig the front door?" Mum snapped.
"Yoruichi!" Dad yelped and dodged a kitchen knife that was aimed at his face, which quickly embedded itself in the wall behind him.
Okay, let me explain things a little. My name is Kaira Urahara, I'm 16 years old. My parents are Kisuke Urahara and Yoruichi Shihouin. They're not what you'd call human. Technically they're Soul Reapers, beings from a different dimension called the Soul Society. When they were younger, Dad was the powerful Squad Captain as well as a scientist and Mum was the head of the stealth force. They were exiled years ago and settled down here, in Tokyo not long before my brothers and I were born.
On that note, I've got three brothers. Zoro, the oldest and already an accomplished swordsman. Usopp, the same age as me (born 11 months apart) and in the same year at school as me, he likes to think he's a brave warrior of the sea but he's more of a coward than he likes to believe he is. Then finally, there's my other two older brothers (you haven't met them yet). Technically, they're adopted into our family. Mum and Dad are basically they're guardians until they become adults. Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin are twins and the biggest tricksters I've ever met. Luckily for me, I only live with them as they continue their schooling at Ouran Academy, a rich kid school on the other side of town.
A voice rang out from the hallway, "Is there any food?" I glanced up as Zoro waltzed in. His moss green hair had grown shaggy and it stuck up in all directions like a porcupine, "Does anyone else know the front door is off its hinges? Gave the postman a huge fright when he walked up. Oh, hi Kaira." He patted my head lightly as he swung by the table and grabbed a chair and an apple.
"Yes we were made aware. Don't worry, your father is about to fix it. Aren't you?" Yoruichi glared at Kisuke menacingly.
He yelped yet again and back into the hallway before another knife found its way into the wall behind him, "Right away."
"And leave the generator off the door knob this time!" she yelled after him.
I looked around the kitchen. Everyone was lounging around as usual, yet something was missing, "Anyone seen the twins?"
Zoro looked up from his apple, "Last I heard they were at a Host Club event at Ouran and they'd be home later."
I exhaled deeply, another evening without them wouldn't be horrible and maybe I'd have the ability to do some homework without being disturbed every second.
My room was the second to last door on the second floor. I walked past the clanging sounds of Zoro's training regimen and past the whirring of machinery from Usopp's room before opening my door. Unlike my siblings, my room was fitted out with normal things that a 16 year old would want/need; my computer, school books, knick knacks, etc.
I sat at my desk and stared at my homework list; mathematics, English, history and chemistry. I rubbed my temples, there would be no way that I could finish this.
I was just about the start on my chemistry report, when a knock sounded from my door.
"Come in," I grumbled, knowing full well who was behind the door.
"Hey Kaira," two very particular voices sang out in unison from the now open doorway.
"What do you want? I thought you were gone for the night!" I threw my chemistry book at their heads.
The heavy book soared past them with ease as they moved their heads out of the way. It was my brothers, Hikaru and Kaoru.
"Calm own idiot. We won't be long. We just wanted to know if you wanted to come along to a Host Club event that we're holding soon. Don't worry about the cost, we'll pay for everything," Kaoru smiled. I didn't trust that smile.
Hikaru poked his head past Kaoru's shoulder, "So? Do you wanna come?"
I sighed, "Okay fine. If it'll get you out of my room, then sure. I'll come along. Sounds like fun."
They both grinned (there it was again) and said in unison, "Great! We'll let Tamaki know to expect you," they closed the door with a cheerful, "Goodnight!"
I sat, shocked, my pen still in my hand. They just left. No pranks or jokes at my expense. Something was wrong, either that or they were plotting something. Knowing my luck, it was probably both.