Baby sis sure did like to throw things.

She was stronger now than she had been when she was little. She was strong enough to pick herself up, walk over to him, take his pencils, walk them over to her baby gate, and then throw them. She did that a lot, it made her happy, and Sho….he didn't mind. She was the little sister and he was the big brother and being the big brother meant that he had to do whatever he could to make his little sister happy. Just like how big sis had let him use her for target practice and fighting practice and also…also he had been sort of a jerk to her for a while….so of course he would let baby sis throw his stuff around if it made her happy.

Besides, it wasn't like he couldn't just catch them with her powers.

She threw another one of his pencils over the gate. He caught it with his powers and brought it over. She laughed and clapped while he did that. She liked his powers…and he got it. He remembered, back when he had been really little, he thought that dad's powers had been the best thing when he had been a kid. He had thought that dad was the coolest guy ever and moving things without touching them was the coolest thing ever…and he wanted to be like dad….he had wanted more than anything else to be like his dad….

He had been little and dumb back then.

Baby sis was little but she was not dumb. She was really smart actually. She was smart enough that she put the cylinder through the circle hole and the pyramid through the triangle hole and the cube through the square hole. She could also point to her nose and her eyes too. Her ears were a little more tricky, she mostly just pulled at her hair, but she was getting better at it. Also she could put her own socks on now. She put them on her hands but what were mittens but hand socks? She was so smart…she was the smartest little sister that a guy could ask for.

Pretend little sister.

She was just his pretend sister because she didn't come from mom and dad. Dad didn't put her in mom's stomach….truly disgusting and he had no clue why his mom had let him do that to her….baby sis was from other people. She just looked a lot like him. She was like him if he had been Shoko…well sort of like him if he had been Shoko. Her face was really chubby and her hair stood up even more than his and her eyes were shaped different too….but she still looked so much like her and if dad had been a better person then she could have lived with them and everyone would have totally believed that she was a Suzuki.

She looked more like him than big sis did.

Big sis looked like…well like no one. She had black hair and brown eyes and she didn't have any freckles and her eyes were shaped like…well not like anyone's. Not even baby Mukai's…but she was Korean, not Japanese, so that made sense. Well sort of. She looked more like him than big sis….but genetics were weird that way. Maybe his kids would look nothing like him…or maybe not because Emmy had red hair and he had red hair…not that he knew if she was the girl he was supposed to marry….well she was a girl and she liked him so why not? He was ten now and he had to think about his future…not that there was much to think about. Dad had already told him what his future was. Grow up, inherit the world, make more Suzuki's so that those Suzuki's could grow up and rule the world and then repeat as necessary. That was his lot in life. It wasn't a lot but it was his life…and there was no point in complaining about it…because it had already been decided…

It wouldn't be all bad. At least when he grew up he could spend more time with Mukai.

She was following his pencil back. He was moving it slowly so she would follow it slowly. If she tried to walk too fast she could fall down and if she fell down she would end up crying, maybe, and he could not let her cry. He had been put in charge for one whole hour while her mom went to lay down. Nobody had told him to set a timer but he did. He set his timer to the doomsday siren so she would hear it and get up. That way she wouldn't get sick like his mom had gotten sick….because that was the worst…and even Fukuda hadn't been able to make mom all better….

Sometimes moms got sick.

He hoped that whatever girl agreed to marry him, probably Emmy, wouldn't get sick like mom had…sick and tired…because he was sick and tired of people being sick and tired…and that was selfish. People couldn't control it when they got sick and it was wrong to be mad at them for getting sick…but if his wife ever got all sick and tired…then he'd just have big sis come and take care of his kids. She loved taking care of people and she was good at it. If there was some way for them to live together and take care of each other's kids together then he would to that. They'd have people they married, he wasn't going to marry his sister because that was wrong even if you did like girls…which he did. He totally liked girls.

He would have just rather adopted some kids from an orphanage and then raised them with his sister and all of their friends.

She'd probably have a bunch of kids with Hatori since she loved him and she loved taking care of people. She was a lot like mom like that…only without the running away. She would never run away from him or from her kids or from his kids or from anything. She'd probably end up having a bunch of Hatori's kids, like ten or twenty, and they'd all have glasses and not be able to see and thye'd play videogames all day and watch Frozen and stuff and then he would be a good uncle and play videogames and watch Frozen with them and then baby sis, well she would be little sis, and then she would have some kids but later and she'd live in the house with all of them…well everyone but dad. Just him and big sis and Hatori and Shibata and…and Ryou…and also Minegishi but they could live in the attic or something. All of them in the house with big sis and Hatori's kids and his kids…and Shibata would probably meet some lady and have kids with her since he REALLY loved kids and also he could cook and girls liked that stuff…and Shimazaki of course wouldn't have kids because he said that he never wanted to get married….and then they would be friends forever….

And it would be great.

Not that things weren't great now at this moment. Baby sis was back and she was tugging on his hair again. She just liked to tug on his hair. He didn't tug on her hair right back because that would have been a jerk thing to do and he was not a jerk. He was a good big brother. He had to be. He just let her tug on his hair. Even though she was very strong….and he didn't know how fast it grew back but he didn't want to end up with no hair at all….but he wanted to make her happy…

And she was making a lot of happy noises.

"I love you too." Said Sho. He tried to pull his hair from her little baby hands but she just tugged harder like she thought that this was a game…and that was ok. She was happy and that was what mattered. Big sis had let him use her as target practice so many times before, and also she had put up with a lot more than that, so he could put up with getting his hair pulled for a little bit.

This was ok.

"Yeah…..that's my hair." Said Sho as she tugged on his hair like she didn't know that it was attached…and she might not have known that. She didn't know how hair worked. She didn't know how anything worked. She was a baby. Babies knew baby things like how to find their noses and how to put their baby puzzles together…and also she knew how to get to YouTube on a phone and then she got sort of upset when she couldn't find her songs and stuff….but that was ok because he helped her. She was a baby and she only knew what babies knew….

She didn't know that this hurt him and he wasn't going to stop her….he wanted her to be happy. He loved it when she was happy.

He loved her little baby laughs and shrieks. Happy shrieks. Not the ones that she made when she tossed her ball over the baby gate or stuck her finger too far up her nose or when she put things behind the couch and then couldn't get them out….and he didn't know why she did that when she knew that she couldn't get things from behind the couch…but that was ok. That was what he was here for. That was what big brothers were for.

And he was a good big brother.

She took a step forward and put her foot on his sketchbook. He had been drawing a picture of her chewing on one of his pencils. They all had bite marks in them, she had a lot of teeth now, but that was ok. She chewed on things. She was a baby and babies chewed on things. He must have done the same thing when he had been a baby way back ten years ago. He didn't know. Nobody who had been around back then…well he wasn't going to talk to them. Mom was gone and dad…why would he ever want to talk to his dad about anything?

Well there was always Fukuda.

He had been there when Sho had been a baby. He had held Sho the day he had been born, he had said, because he had to come to the hospital and make mom better from where the doctor had cut her open to get him out of her. Sho didn't know why that was such a bad thing, though. So he had gotten stuck on the way out of mom's belly button, Fukuda had fixed her up, and he didn't know why dad was so upset about it. Mom had been ok….but that was still scary though the more he thought about it…and he hoped that big sis's kids could fit out of her bellybutton. Fukuda could fix big sis up if her kids were born wrong, though, even though he could be sort of a jerk…but he was just a grumpy, lonely, old man and that was just how old people were. Sho hoped that he wasn't too old to remember when Sho had been a baby…what he had been like….

Mom would have known better but she was gone now.

Well Sho wouldn't go anywhere. No matter what his kids were like. Sho wanted to adopt a bunch of esper orphans because they needed homes, like shelter cats, and he had a home that he could give them…but he had to make more Suzuki's…and he didn't want to. It was just…he liked girls. He had to like girls. Just doing…..stuff like that with them….it was just so…he didn't want to. The thought about it…nothing about that appealed to him. Maybe because he was just too little. Adults were always thinking about stuff like that. It was like there was a switch in their brains or something that just went on at some point. Even Shimazaki could be like that. Sho was the bait and he pretended that he was Sho's blind single father and then they got unlimited dog pets, which Sho didn't mind, and then Shimazaki got girl's phone numbers….which Sho didn't like. Why even bother with girls if he didn't have to get married and have more kids…well he did because his dad used to tell him that his bloodline was important and stuff….but he never wanted to get married….

Sho didn't see the point of doing stuff with a girl if you didn't have to.

But he was a kid and kids were different from adults. That was all. There were good reasons for being with a girl…and stuff. Like you got people like Mukai. He loved her so much and her original parents had been complete morons for letting her go. She was such a great person even when she stepped on his sketchbook and wrinkled the pages and stuff. She was too little to know that she was ruining his sketchbook and stuff….

So he picked her up.

He picked her up carefully with his powers. She laughed and slapped him on the top of the head…and it hurt…but not that much. He had hurt big sis even worse and then he had been doing them out of anger. Baby sis was doing this out of happiness. She was happy to have been picked up with his powers. She was so happy and…and he loved her for being so happy…and she loved him…and they loved each other just like real brother and sister even though it was just pretend…

But he didn't really love having his sketchbook trampled.

"I love you too…but you have to stop stepping on my sketchbook. You're going to ruin the picture. See? This is you. That's what you look like." Said Sho. He held up his sketchbook as he put her down. She laughed and slapped his sketchbook…and she only did that because she couldn't talk yet. That was sort of like how dogs barked when they were both happy and sad. She just couldn't talk yet. That was all.

He could help with that.

"See? That's you. Mukai. Mu-kai." Said Sho as he pointed to the picture. He pointed to the picture, then he pointed to her…and she just smiled and slapped the picture as hard as she could. Which was hard. She was strong enough that it almost came out of his hands. Her aura glowed when she did that. Maybe she was going to be a super qigong user like her new mom….or something. He hoped that she got telekinesis like he did…but if she got no powers at all, only an aura, he would love her just the same. He loved her so much….she was such a good little sister…

Even if she mostly communicated by slapping and laughing.

"Mu-kai. That's who you are. You are Mu-kai." Said Sho. He pointed to the picture and then at her. She took his finger and tried to put it in her mouth…and he let her…even though now his finger had baby drool on it…and also she bit hard. She had a lot of teeth and her teeth were very sharp. Maybe her parents had been vampires or werewolves or shark people or something. She was strong and she had sharp teeth…which were good things because then people wouldn't mess with her…but he hoped that she didn't end up a jerk like him. A jerk like he used to be when he had been little. She had been little for a while…and she would always be little…at least for a while….but he didn't want her to be a little jerk like he had been when he had been little…

But he didn't want to be mean to her either.

Sho bopped her on the head with an empty paper towel roll with one hand. He took his hand back while she was distracted. She poked herself in the stomach with the paper towel roll. She laughed even though she was going to scrape the words off of her shirt. This shirt said 'There's no crying in my dojo unless you're me'. Sho wondered what the point of words on her clothes were when she was just a baby…but she did look cute. She was just so cute and stuff…and he loved her…

She smacked him on the face with the paper towel roll.

But that was ok. She was just trying to play. She was little and she just didn't know how to use her words yet. Everyone started off as a baby. Even dad. He had seen a picture of dad as a baby once…and he'd actually been a really…boring looking baby. He had that same face he was always making, not even smiling, and his eyes were all….the same…and also he had the same eyebrows he had now…and they didn't make him look funny. The whole thing had been this old boring black and white picture….and he couldn't imagine dad ever being a baby like Mukai was now…even if she did sort of look like him….but maybe all red haired people looked alike because there weren't a lot of them in the world and stuff. That would make sense. Dad…he would see dad hitting as a baby…but that must have been because he had been a mean jerk of a baby like he was a mean jerk of a man…

But baby sis was not a big jerk of a baby or even a little jerk of a baby.

She was just a baby and this was the only way that she knew how to communicate. Well Sho was going to help her out with that. Sho put his sketchbook aside and turned so he faced her. She smiled and hit him on the face a couple of times. He let her. It didn't hurt at all. It was sort of annoying and stuff but he had been an annoying little baby, and an annoying little boy, and an annoying big kid to big sis. This was what it was to be a big kid. You just had to put up with stuff…but you also had to try and make them better and stuff.

Like what he was doing now.

"Mukai. Your name is Mukai. Can you say Mukai. Mu-kai. Mu-kai." Said Sho. He said her Japanese name, Mukai, because that was who she was now. Her Korean parents had called her Mi-cha but she wasn't Korean anymore…well she sort of was…but she was Japanese now and he was going to call her by her Japanese name.

"Come on. Mu-kai. Come on baby sis. Mu-kai." Said Sho. He pointed to her. She took his hand in hers and started to say….stuff. She drooled a lot when she tried to talk, and also she kicked him a little, but her little baby kicks didn't hurt that much…also she was strong but not strong enough to break his finger off.

"Mu-kai. Mu-kai. Come on, you have to be able to say your own name at least. Mu-kai. Mukai." Said Sho. She shook his finger like she was saying 'how do you do' and he let her. She was making noises and shaking his finger….and she knew her name. She responded to her name. She just needed to learn how to say it. What if she never learned how to talk? He didn't think that he could handle her hitting him for the rest of her life…and also she would have no idea how to talk and talking was very important to living in the world and stuff. He needed to get her to talk. He was the big brother and being the big brother meant that he had to teach her things…and he was a good big brother. He would be the best big brother in the whole world. Of course he would. He was Suzuki Sho!

He just didn't know how to teach her how to talk.

How did you teach someone who didn't know words how to talk? This was going to be hard. This was going to be hard like the times when he'd tried to teach Shimazaki what colors were. All of the times…and he was going to get him to understand color…and he was going to get baby sis to at least be able to say her name. If she learned her name then she could learn other words after he left…and then when he saw her again she would be talking…and also she would stop smacking him and biting him and stuff like that.

He was going to teach her. He was.

"Muh….muh….moo….muh…." said baby sis through a mouth full of drool. Yes! Success! He was teaching her words! Once he taught her how to talk then he would teach her how to read and write and then he'd teach her how to draw and then…and then he would teach her other things…and it would be great. He'd be great. He'd be a great big brother.

He was a great big brother.

But maybe her name was not the thing to start with. It had too many syllables. She needed something shorter to say…like his name. His name was important too. He needed to make sure that she never forgot him. He didn't have any memories at all from being one and he knew that most people didn't. Things were easy to forget when you were this small…and he didn't know what he would do if his own baby sister forgot him. She was so little and she forgot things so easily…and her mom said that she wouldn't let Mukai forget her own big brother….but moms said a lot of things. They said that they loved you forever and that they would never leave you….but then they did. Moms were good people and all but…but they could also be…well not bad people…but people who were not as good as you thought that they were. If his own mom could have been like that then…then anyone's mom could be like that…and he didn't want her to go through that…

He would always be there for her.

"Sho. That's me. Sho. Shuh-oh. Sho." said Sho. He pointed to himself now. She pointed to him too. She poked him right over the heart. She smiled and poked him some more. She liked his shirt. This was a Zootopia shirt, more of his shirts were Zootopia shirts because he liked Zootopia and big sis got most of his clothes from the Disney Store. Maybe he would her something from the Disney Store next time he went. She would like that. She liked getting presents….and he would get her all the presents…and then she would never forget him…

Especially not if she learned how to say his name.

"Come on. Sho. I'm Sho….I'm your big brother…well for pretend….but I'm still going to be a good big brother…and you have to remember me….so say my name. Sho. Come on. Sho." said Sho as he pointed to himself. She looked at him and then stuck her tongue out…and that meant that she wanted to make funny faces…and he wanted to teach her to talk…but she wanted to make funny faces and she was the baby after all.

"Shhhhhh…." Said baby sis while she stuck her tongue out. There was baby drool everywhere, all over him, but he didn't mind. She wanted to spit on him and that was fine…and she wanted to make funny faces and that was fine. She was happy and she was waiting for him to stick his tongue out…and he wanted to teach her how to talk…but he also wanted to make her happy…to play with her…and he loved her so very much. She was his little sister….

So he decided to make funny faces with her.

He wanted her to know his name, to remember his name, and to remember him…but also he wanted her to be happy. If she wasn't ready to talk then she wasn't ready to talk. Sho…he would try and teach her how to talk…but later. Not now. She was fine the way she was and he was not going to push her. He was not going to make her feel bad about who she was. He would never, ever, ever make her feel like that.

Like there was something wrong with her.

Like she had been born wrong or something. She was baby sis, she was Mukai, and he loved her. So what if she threw things and hit him and drooled and stepped on his sketchbooks? She was still his baby sis and he loved her. Even if it was for pretend he still loved her and part of loving someone was accepting them for who they were….and big sis had always accepted him no matter what…and he would accept baby sis even if she never learned how to talk.

But he was still going to try and teach her so that she never forgot him.