Disclaimer: I do not own Yami no Matsuei
Daddy Shinigami!!!
Naturally, these four guys couldn't raise a child in the underworld, right? So they rented a house on the good-old human world. Each had their own rooms. Plus, Tatsumi had his study room/private office, Hisoka had a training room, Watari converted the basement into his laboratory, and everyone was satisfied. Now all that's left is for them to see their new err... daughter.
A bus stopped in front of the house. The door opened and an old nun kicked a little roguish child out of the bus. The child landed on her butt on the cold pavement. After exchanging a few words of affection with the nun ("toot! you!" "toot! you too!" "Toot!" "Toot! yourself, you old toot!!") she stuck her tongue out at the nun. The nun retorted by hurling the child's bag at her face, slamming the bus door shut and yelling at the driver to go very far away from this place and fast.
The bus had already left but the child just sat there without doing anything. Then she grinned, jumped up and screamed "I'm free! I'm free! No more old nun! No more stinky brats, cramped spaces and disgusting orphanage food! Yey!" as she ran around the front lawn. And she would have been free to run away from the house of shinigamis too (as she was planning to do so) if Tatsumi hadn't stepped outside, grabbed her by her shirt collar and brought her inside the house.
"Hey! Let go of me!" the child screamed as she tried to kick Tatsumi. "Let go of me, you old fag!" Tatsumi then dropped her on the floor and whistled. Watari, Tsuzuki and Hisoka came rushing out of their rooms (well, actually, Hisoka was with Tsuzuki in his room...) to meet the newest addition to their "family".
"Guys," Tatsumi started. "I would like you to meet Miyama. Miyama, I'm Tatsumi Seiichiro and these are Yutaka, Asato and Hisoka. You're going to live with us now."
"Hi Miyama!" greeted Tsuzuki. Watari flashed her a large smile and Hisoka gave her his usual sinister look.
"Okay," said Miyama. "Which one of you guys is supposed to be my dad?"
"Technically, that would be me, since I signed the adoption papers," Tatsumi answered.
"DADDY!" Miyama screamed as she flung herself at Tatsumi's neck. "And who are those guys, Daddy?" she asked, pointing to the other three.
"Those are your uncles," Tatsumi answered.
"They're my uncles?" Miyama let go of Tatsumi and stared at the three guys. "That's funny, you guys don't look like brothers... Are you sure you guys are brothers?"
"Err... well..." Tsuzuki racked his mind to look for a decent fib to tell the kid. "You see..."
Miyama walked up to Hisoka. "Is this bug-eyed freak my uncle too?" Tsuzuki snickered when he heard this comment.
"What the-"Hisoka exclaimed. "You little brat!"
She stuck her tongue out at him. "Bug-eyed freak. You're already old but you have the eyes of a little girl!"
Now Hisoka was really pissed-off by this comment. Luckily for Miyama, Tatsumi changed the subject to save her from being strangled by an angsty bug-eyed teenager. "Well, let's talk about that later, Mi-chan," he said. "Now go to your room, just climb to the stairs to your left..."
"My room is the attic?" Miyama asked skeptically.
"Yes, well... we're still going to renovate that," continued Tatsumi. "Go unpack your things, call us if you need anything. We'll be preparing lunch here downstairs."
"Okay, Dad!" Miyama said. She took her bag and ran up stairs. "See you later, alligators!" She stuck her tongue at the guys, opened the trap door to the attic, got in and slammed it shut.
Looks like Miyama made quite an impression with our four shinigamis. They were talking about her in the kitchen while she was unpacking her things.
"She is the rudest brat I've ever seen!" said Hisoka.
Tsuzuki laughed. "Now you know how I felt when I first met you," he said, which made Hisoka pout.
"I'm just curious, Tatsumi. Why did you chose to adopt her?" asked Watari.
"Well," said Tatsumi. "She seemed very well-behaved in the orphanage. And besides..."
"The nun won't let him adopt a male child," said a small voice from the doorway.
"Miyama!"
Miyama smiled at them. She changed into a cleaner shirt and shorts and her black hair was covered by a small red cap. "Yo!" she greeted as she sat on the empty seat beside Watari. "Hehehe... am I right about what I said, Dad?" she asked mischievously.
"Ehem, well, I was planning to adopt a boy because we are all boys here..." explained Tatsumi.
"The nun gave me to you guys because she said that you guys were gay and that if I were a boy I might just get molested," she said very innocently. Tatsumi started to cough. Hisoka blushed bright red, Tsuzuki cut himself with a kitchen knife, Watari almost dropped a test tube and 003 started to panic. Miyama laughed at the guys' expressions and added, "Or maybe not. The nun was probably just itching to get rid of me."
The guys let out a heavy sigh. Tatsumi drank a glass of water and was about to talk to Miyama about the "rumor" that they were all gay when Tsuzuki said the dreaded words.
"Guys! Lunch is ready! I cooked my famous curry!" Hisoka, Tatsumi and Watari stared at Tsuzuki with fear in their eyes as they pondered what to do. It's a known fact that Tsuzuki's curry tastes absolutely horrible, and none of them wanted to eat it.
Tatsumi stood up, cleaned his glasses and walked out of the door.
"Hey! Where are you going?" Tsuzuki asked.
"I have a business appointment today," he said. "Bye!" He then ran as fast as he can out of the room.
Watari stood up next. He combed his hair with his fingers and smiled at Tsuzuki. "Well, I'm off to find a job. I've got to help this family too, right?"
"But wait! You could find a job-"Too late, Watari ran out of the room before Tsuzuki finished his sentence. "-later..." Tsuzuki sighed. "What about you, Hisoka? Hisoka?"
"He ran out of the room with Uncle Yu," Miyama explained.
"Oh well," said Tsuzuki with a smile. "I guess that means more curry for us, then."
Miyama stared at the red semi-solid goop that Tsuzuki called "curry". She gulped. "I don't feel so good," she mumbled.
"Did you say anything?" asked Tsuzuki. "Come on, eat some curry while it's still hot."
"No," was the child's firm reply.
"How come? It's really delicious." Tsuzuki got a spoonful of "curry" and pointed it at Miyama's mouth. "Try it!"
"No."
"Come on," Tsuzuki persuaded. "Don't you want to become big and strong like your Uncle Tsuzuki? Now eat up."
"NO!"
"Here comes the plane!!!!" shouted Tsuzuki, playing with the spoon as if it was a toy airplane. "Open wide, it has to go to the airport! ENNNNGGGGGG!!!!!"
"You look really stupid..." Miyama mumbled.
"Is that so..." said an exasperated and very super deformed Tsuzuki. "Why won't you just save us all the trouble and eat already?"
"No. The author won't like it." (Nyihihihihi!!!)
"Puh-leese!!!" pleaded Tsuzuki with his standard puppy-dog ears.
"No! No no no no no no NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Miyama kicked the one of the table's legs and pouted. "I won't eat," she said stubbornly.
"Fine, then," said Tsuzuki, giving a very childish pout. "Don't eat. See if I care. Kids these days... mumble mumble mumble"
"Yey!" Miyama jumped off her seat, and after sticking her tongue out at Tsuzuki, ran out of the room.
Tsuzuki sighed. "She'll come back when she's hungry," he muttered. So he stood up, took the bowl of curry and placed it in the refrigerator. He had just closed the refrigerator door when he heard the child squeal.
"Wow! CANDY!!!"
"Miyama, no!!!" Tsuzuki quickly pulled off his apron and rushed out of the kitchen.
TBC
Daddy Shinigami!!!
Naturally, these four guys couldn't raise a child in the underworld, right? So they rented a house on the good-old human world. Each had their own rooms. Plus, Tatsumi had his study room/private office, Hisoka had a training room, Watari converted the basement into his laboratory, and everyone was satisfied. Now all that's left is for them to see their new err... daughter.
A bus stopped in front of the house. The door opened and an old nun kicked a little roguish child out of the bus. The child landed on her butt on the cold pavement. After exchanging a few words of affection with the nun ("toot! you!" "toot! you too!" "Toot!" "Toot! yourself, you old toot!!") she stuck her tongue out at the nun. The nun retorted by hurling the child's bag at her face, slamming the bus door shut and yelling at the driver to go very far away from this place and fast.
The bus had already left but the child just sat there without doing anything. Then she grinned, jumped up and screamed "I'm free! I'm free! No more old nun! No more stinky brats, cramped spaces and disgusting orphanage food! Yey!" as she ran around the front lawn. And she would have been free to run away from the house of shinigamis too (as she was planning to do so) if Tatsumi hadn't stepped outside, grabbed her by her shirt collar and brought her inside the house.
"Hey! Let go of me!" the child screamed as she tried to kick Tatsumi. "Let go of me, you old fag!" Tatsumi then dropped her on the floor and whistled. Watari, Tsuzuki and Hisoka came rushing out of their rooms (well, actually, Hisoka was with Tsuzuki in his room...) to meet the newest addition to their "family".
"Guys," Tatsumi started. "I would like you to meet Miyama. Miyama, I'm Tatsumi Seiichiro and these are Yutaka, Asato and Hisoka. You're going to live with us now."
"Hi Miyama!" greeted Tsuzuki. Watari flashed her a large smile and Hisoka gave her his usual sinister look.
"Okay," said Miyama. "Which one of you guys is supposed to be my dad?"
"Technically, that would be me, since I signed the adoption papers," Tatsumi answered.
"DADDY!" Miyama screamed as she flung herself at Tatsumi's neck. "And who are those guys, Daddy?" she asked, pointing to the other three.
"Those are your uncles," Tatsumi answered.
"They're my uncles?" Miyama let go of Tatsumi and stared at the three guys. "That's funny, you guys don't look like brothers... Are you sure you guys are brothers?"
"Err... well..." Tsuzuki racked his mind to look for a decent fib to tell the kid. "You see..."
Miyama walked up to Hisoka. "Is this bug-eyed freak my uncle too?" Tsuzuki snickered when he heard this comment.
"What the-"Hisoka exclaimed. "You little brat!"
She stuck her tongue out at him. "Bug-eyed freak. You're already old but you have the eyes of a little girl!"
Now Hisoka was really pissed-off by this comment. Luckily for Miyama, Tatsumi changed the subject to save her from being strangled by an angsty bug-eyed teenager. "Well, let's talk about that later, Mi-chan," he said. "Now go to your room, just climb to the stairs to your left..."
"My room is the attic?" Miyama asked skeptically.
"Yes, well... we're still going to renovate that," continued Tatsumi. "Go unpack your things, call us if you need anything. We'll be preparing lunch here downstairs."
"Okay, Dad!" Miyama said. She took her bag and ran up stairs. "See you later, alligators!" She stuck her tongue at the guys, opened the trap door to the attic, got in and slammed it shut.
Looks like Miyama made quite an impression with our four shinigamis. They were talking about her in the kitchen while she was unpacking her things.
"She is the rudest brat I've ever seen!" said Hisoka.
Tsuzuki laughed. "Now you know how I felt when I first met you," he said, which made Hisoka pout.
"I'm just curious, Tatsumi. Why did you chose to adopt her?" asked Watari.
"Well," said Tatsumi. "She seemed very well-behaved in the orphanage. And besides..."
"The nun won't let him adopt a male child," said a small voice from the doorway.
"Miyama!"
Miyama smiled at them. She changed into a cleaner shirt and shorts and her black hair was covered by a small red cap. "Yo!" she greeted as she sat on the empty seat beside Watari. "Hehehe... am I right about what I said, Dad?" she asked mischievously.
"Ehem, well, I was planning to adopt a boy because we are all boys here..." explained Tatsumi.
"The nun gave me to you guys because she said that you guys were gay and that if I were a boy I might just get molested," she said very innocently. Tatsumi started to cough. Hisoka blushed bright red, Tsuzuki cut himself with a kitchen knife, Watari almost dropped a test tube and 003 started to panic. Miyama laughed at the guys' expressions and added, "Or maybe not. The nun was probably just itching to get rid of me."
The guys let out a heavy sigh. Tatsumi drank a glass of water and was about to talk to Miyama about the "rumor" that they were all gay when Tsuzuki said the dreaded words.
"Guys! Lunch is ready! I cooked my famous curry!" Hisoka, Tatsumi and Watari stared at Tsuzuki with fear in their eyes as they pondered what to do. It's a known fact that Tsuzuki's curry tastes absolutely horrible, and none of them wanted to eat it.
Tatsumi stood up, cleaned his glasses and walked out of the door.
"Hey! Where are you going?" Tsuzuki asked.
"I have a business appointment today," he said. "Bye!" He then ran as fast as he can out of the room.
Watari stood up next. He combed his hair with his fingers and smiled at Tsuzuki. "Well, I'm off to find a job. I've got to help this family too, right?"
"But wait! You could find a job-"Too late, Watari ran out of the room before Tsuzuki finished his sentence. "-later..." Tsuzuki sighed. "What about you, Hisoka? Hisoka?"
"He ran out of the room with Uncle Yu," Miyama explained.
"Oh well," said Tsuzuki with a smile. "I guess that means more curry for us, then."
Miyama stared at the red semi-solid goop that Tsuzuki called "curry". She gulped. "I don't feel so good," she mumbled.
"Did you say anything?" asked Tsuzuki. "Come on, eat some curry while it's still hot."
"No," was the child's firm reply.
"How come? It's really delicious." Tsuzuki got a spoonful of "curry" and pointed it at Miyama's mouth. "Try it!"
"No."
"Come on," Tsuzuki persuaded. "Don't you want to become big and strong like your Uncle Tsuzuki? Now eat up."
"NO!"
"Here comes the plane!!!!" shouted Tsuzuki, playing with the spoon as if it was a toy airplane. "Open wide, it has to go to the airport! ENNNNGGGGGG!!!!!"
"You look really stupid..." Miyama mumbled.
"Is that so..." said an exasperated and very super deformed Tsuzuki. "Why won't you just save us all the trouble and eat already?"
"No. The author won't like it." (Nyihihihihi!!!)
"Puh-leese!!!" pleaded Tsuzuki with his standard puppy-dog ears.
"No! No no no no no no NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Miyama kicked the one of the table's legs and pouted. "I won't eat," she said stubbornly.
"Fine, then," said Tsuzuki, giving a very childish pout. "Don't eat. See if I care. Kids these days... mumble mumble mumble"
"Yey!" Miyama jumped off her seat, and after sticking her tongue out at Tsuzuki, ran out of the room.
Tsuzuki sighed. "She'll come back when she's hungry," he muttered. So he stood up, took the bowl of curry and placed it in the refrigerator. He had just closed the refrigerator door when he heard the child squeal.
"Wow! CANDY!!!"
"Miyama, no!!!" Tsuzuki quickly pulled off his apron and rushed out of the kitchen.
TBC