Demonic Dreamers ©A story by Animegamer2007

Chapter 5: Lena's Cousin Fredrika

A knock sounded at my suite door and I slowly stirred to answer the noise. I blinked a couple of times to adjust to the light and clenched the bed's covers in my fist. My hand closed around something cold and hard. I pulled it up to get a better look at it. It was the sword my mother had given to me.

"So it wasn't a dream." I said. "Dammit, and I was being a smartass to her too." I sighed and got out of bed. "All well, nothing to do about it."

The door burst open before I could get to it and a Lena wearing a short black kimono with a red sash, striped nylons and high black boots filtered into the room. Steve-O followed slowly behind her.

I lit a cigarette and leaned against the nearest wall. "Good morning, princess."

"Kyo," She said without hesitation. "We're leaving." Her eyes went about the room and landed suddenly at the sword by my side. "Good God! What's that?"

"A sword. Haven't you seen one before?"

"Kyo, I don't want that thing anywhere near me."

"Why? Afraid I'm that gang's hired hit-man?"

"Not quite. I just don't trust you yet."

I threw up my hands in sarcasm. "Oh boy! I didn't see that coming!" I gave a chuckle. "Don't worry. I won't do anything that we'll both regret."

She starred at me a moment, a bit confused and shook it off and left me in the room with Steve-O.

"Get dressed, kid."

"What for?" I said without removing the cigarette in my mouth.

"We're going to see Lena's cousin."

I rolled my eyes. "Why do I want to go to this brat's family reunion for?"

"Lena wants your protection, she just can't come out an' say it. She's stubborn that way."

"Like I couldn't see that," I said sarcastically.

"Yo, Kyo… Miss Lena, we're here." Steve-O said from the front of the limo. I looked on from the window at a crumbling pink house on a rundown street littered with garbage.

"Great place." I said lighting another cigarette.

"Shut up." Lena snapped. She walked up the collapsing doorframe and knocked. Comically a cat meowed in surprise and knocked over a garbage can from the other side of the house. I chuckled.

"Who is it?" A friendly voice called down from a window above our heads. I ducked away instinctively fearing a collapse of a window frame. The sword on my back swayed just a little and sang silently in the light wind.

"Lena Ishii." Lena answered. Suddenly a bombardment of noise made its way down the center of the building and came to a halt in front of the door. The door swung open off its hinges and landed on the floor behind the fourteen-year-old girl in a pile of dust.

"Lena? Is it you?" The girl asked. Small glasses dangled almost off her nose, short, feathery black hair framed her face untidily, and freckles darted across her small face. She didn't seem to grasp the concept of getting dressed because she wore baggy, faded blue jeans that hung almost to her knees and a tank-top that was almost a little too short for her skinny body.

"Yes, Fredrika, its me." Lena said opening her arms to the dirty little girl. The girl accepted the invitation and hugged her cousin tightly.

"Man, you've changed!" Fredrika said with a sigh. "I remember you as a little tomboy playing with me in the sand box eating worms!"

Lena blushed a little and looked down. However, I couldn't keep my mouth shut.

"You ate worms?" I said trying unsuccessfully to suppress a laugh.

Big mistake.

Before I knew it I was on my knees in pain.

"Ow!" I gasped.

"May that be a lesson to you," Lena said.

She took Fredrika's hand and led her to the parked the limo. I glanced at Steve-O. He was holding his sides in laughter.

"I tried to warn you!" He laughed.

"Shut up!" I groaned.

"One word, Kyo?" He said clearing his throat professionally.

I turned around. "What?"

"Its about Fredrika."

"What about her?"

"You see…she's not like other girls."

"So I've noticed." I said rolling my eyes.

"Its not that. She was born with a very rare genetic defect."

"What? What's wrong with her?"

"She's and Hermaphrodite."

"What's that?"

"She's a she…but not exactly."

"What? You're not making much sense."

"Let me just spill it… she was born with male genitals." Steve-O explained with difficulty.

"You mean she has a penis?" I started to chuckle.

"Yes! And don't laugh! She's got a man's temper too. By the way, call her Freddy."

…Freddy?

Just when I thought I had things figured out, Fate decides to throw something like this at me. Now more than ever, I need to understand this Lena and her freaky cousin…

…Fredrika.