"How the heck did you find us?" Scowling, I furrow my brow at the sight of my aunt. I sit on the park bench my aunt slamming herself down on the bench where we watch Hikaru quietly sketch in his pad, underneath the tall tree, beneath the shadowy shade, sketching to his heart's content.
"Is that what you ask me? Not how are you auntie? How is your love life?" Pouting, my auntie whines at me making me sigh at the red head wearing her business attire, wearing ruby red tights, coal black heels alongside a coal black jacket, a snow-white blouse and ruby red tie. She has her ruby red hair loose with icy blue eyes.
"Why ask a question when I know the answer?" Annoyed, I state the fact of the matter.
"Oi! What's with the cheek!? Still, I heard you got into U.A I knew you would with that quirk of yours you'll blow those suckers away." Angrily, she growls at me making my eyes expand in horror when she wraps her arms around my throat. The nooging beginning much to my irritation before I brush her off.
"I guess…" Lazily, I shrug her off adjusting my hair trying to return it to it's normal look.
"You must be exhausted though…" Gently, she smiles at me.
"Emotionally maybe? Mentally…? Eh. Hikaru wanted to come to the park." Casually, I answer gazing at the boy happily drawing in his own little world.
"You're adorable!" Animatedly, she squeals making me scowl at her.
"I ain't jack. What do you want old hag?" Tiredly, I sigh wanting to get to the topic at hand.
"Hag? Look at you being so cheeky!" Irritated, she seethes grabbing me and cone again nooging me making me sigh at the unneeded action.
"You're going to cause internal bleeding if you keep that up you know?" Grumpily, I brush her off.
"What happened to my darling niece who would rush up into my arms for me to hug her!?" Childishly, she pouts at me.
"I was never like that." Truthfully, I deadpan.
"A girl can dream you know! I remember when we would go on long walks together, talking about whatever was on your mind." Merrily, she gushes.
"And for you try to get dude to look at you." Frankly, I deadpan remembering well her dragging me to places I had no clue where only remembering being given a coke as she would converse with some stranger, leaving me when I had served my purpose. Usually, it would end with a guy going too far and the sod being kicked through a window before I would be taken out with my aunt yelling about how men are trash. Either way I ended up eating some sushi or fast food that night, listening to her drunken ramblings and ending with my father screeching yelling at my hungover aunt.
"Hey if it works for guys why not chicks!?" Fairly, she argues leaning back on the bench.
"Good to see you're as morally corrupt as ever." Unamused, I sigh.
"So, you made any friends?" Hopeful, she asks me.
"What do you think?" My eyes narrow at her.
"How are you?" Swiftly, she changes topic.
"I'm fine why wouldn't I be?" Easily I brush her off making her sigh.
"You know why Sayako. It's okay if you're not okay. If you don't want to tell me it's cool… How's Kazz?" Gently, she coaxes.
"He's…getting there. He's been pushing himself way too much. Thinking he can balance us and his job all by himself." Seething, I shake my head at the thought of the idiot, thinking he can take on the world…
"Sounds like the moron. He means well, you and Hikaru will always come first to him Sayako. You two are his world." Resolute, she tells me.
"I know that just makes things even harder." Bitterly, I seethe scowling at the ground.
"Sayako…I don't know what you're going through I wish I did kid so I could help. But all I can do is be there for you two, just know if you need a place to stay, I'm open." Earnestly, she reasons. I nod my head, grateful for my aunt's aid, despite her playboy lifestyle she has always been my father's number one to go to, even when things were hard with all of us.
"Auntie Kiyoko!" Happily, Hikaru rushes over to her.
"My baby boy Hikaru how are you? Drawing still I take it?" Joyfully, she squeals hugging Hikaru who happily hugs her back.
"Y-Yeah." Shyly, he smiles.
"So, what are you doing around these parts? Shouldn't you be at work?" Warily, my eyes narrow at her a part of me not surprised if she had skipped out again honestly the only reason she isn't fired is due to her quirk and she knows it.
"Eh well I had to use my quirk on this couple a few days ago. I need some rest before I can help again you know?" Mischievously, she winks at me.
"Right well we'll be off." I stand up taking Hikaru's hand.
"Eh let me come with you! Eh? Hello? What do you…oh come on!" Huffing, Kiyoko puffs out her cheeks slamming her heel into the ground when her phone goes off and she is being shouted at I assume.
"Work I take it?" I mutter under my breath.
"I'm afraid so seems somethings come up. Still, you two be good okay?" She winks saluting us as she then runs away, dust spewing out from her rapid footsteps.
"…What a pain." Tutting, I click my tongue watching her flee from us.
"It was nice to see her again. I wonder if we'll go down to Osaka." Optimistically, Hikaru hopes as my eyes nearly pop out of their sockets from his words.
"Why did she take you down there?" Concerned, I stare down at Hikaru.
"Don't know it was really pretty though and the food was nice. We even met this trampoline man, he was so squidgy." Squealing, Hikaru tells me beaming brightly.
"Riiiight…good to know aunty is throwing you at strangers." Snippily, I huff.
"He was a pro." Hikaru tries to comfort me.
"Still a stranger. Come on let's head home." Tiredly, I sigh as he nods where we then head home.
"Dad? We're home…" I announce sliding open the door furrowing my brow to see his slumped figure on the table, snoozing, snoring, drool descending down his lips.
"CAKE!" Excitedly, Hikaru gushes over the crummy cake presented before us.
"H-Huh? Did he…?" Gently, I whisper staring down at the messy kitchen which he attempted to clean noting the messy pipping, barely managing to read…Congrats on your first day at school! Idiot, a dumb smile crosses my lips at the gesture.
"Let's dig in." Hungrily, Hikaru licks his lips making me sigh.
"Oi wash your hands first." Firmly, I slam my hand down on his head making him whine.
"But…" Feebly, he grumbles.
"Come on." I push him towards the kitchen.
"Fiinne but you got to do it first." He reminds me.
"Yeah, yeah…someone's got to check the old man hasn't kicked the bucket." I sigh shaking my head at him.
"You think he's dead?" Hikaru asks as I note him return to poke at his cheek.
"Could you not poke him?" Tiredly, I sigh at him.
"But it's fuuun…" Hikaru whines only for me to wave him off as he returns to washing his hands.
"Dad you okay?" I call out to him.
"Urgh….S-Sayako? Welcome home! I thought I could make a cake but…it didn't exactly go to plan!" Anxiously, my father smiles at me.
"It's perfect." Confidently, I assert bringing him into a hug shocking him.
"B-But…" Feebly, he begins.
"It's fine the way it is dad." Gently, I whisper wrapping my arms around him making him smile softly, nuzzling into my side.
"So, come on tell us how was your first day in U.A?" Groggily, my father combs his fingertips through his brunette ponytail, a strained smile on his lips. I note his baggy eyes.
"Well…." Shyly, I smile nervously helping him wake up as Hikaru rushes over, diving towards the cake only for my father to grab him swiftly stopping him, placing him back down on the floor. I get out the cake where we all nod and begin slicing the cake, spreading the shares out equally to our family, beginning to retell my story to them before heading to bed.
Nervously, the boy and girl sit either side of each other across the table, the girl glaring her head flat against the top of the table. The boy on the other hand fidgets, shyly bows his head, feeling her piercing gaze on him.
"Wha…What are we doing?" Bravely, the boy finally breaks the still silence, a small noise of unease emitting from him. He bows his head, shuffling shyly from her cryptic glare, staring down at his hands, his coal black nails fidgeting brushing against one another on his lap, his tail securely coiled around his wrist.
"I'm gonna win!" Proudly, the girl by his side declares, her long blonde hair dangling down wearing rather stylish clothes for someone her age as she slams her fist on the table startling the shaking mess of the boy, squeaking back, releasing a small nervous noise from her war cry.
"Sayako I don't like this game…" Feebly, the boy furrows
"Relax Basil I'm going to win." Confidently, the young girl proclaims hand on hips as she stands up posing almost about her soon to be victory making the older boy sweat drop.
"But I don't have…" Shyly, he begins attempting to reason with the younger girl only to trail off from the sheer confidence radiating off her making him sweat drop, finding himself unable to say no to the girl alongside with…
"I said I'm going to win!" Resolute, she screams at him bellowing it out like a roar cry bringing a shy smile to the boy's lips chuckling at her enthusiasm.
"We're really doing this…" Shakily, he smiles glancing to the side having no idea how to go about this.
"Heck yeah!" Arrogantly, she slams the heel of her shoe on the table making him flinch back.
"Okay you can do it Sayako!" Happily, he smiles raising his fist pumping it up in the air encouraging her making her falter gaping gawking at him.
"Idiot we're going against each other. You shouldn't be encouraging me!" Angrily, she scolds him making him smile strained at the girl, sweat dropping further from her words.
"But I want you to win if I could I would let you win." He argues a shy smile on his lips.
"Don't let me win dummy!" Enraged, she slams the palm of her hand on the table only then to release a small noise after a moment of silence. The boy eyes her ruby red hand and his friend, noting her stoic demeanour beginning to falter, beginning to grimace, beginning to falter when the pain finally filters through the boy concludes when seeing her slowly raise her raw red hand to him, crouching down, kneeling down to release a small whimper making the boy sigh tiredly, exasperated by his friend.
"But isn't this harder for you then it is me?" Tiredly, he sighs leaning back, his legs crossed.
"Don't state the obvious!" Angrily, she tells at him, cradling her throbbing wrist.
"Maybe we should get…." Worried, he stands about to go to get the first aid kit only to frown taken aback by the hands coiled around his leg, stopping him making his eyes expand at the sudden heavy weight on his leg. Perplexed, he stops, taken aback by the sudden shift of weight. He turns to the girl holding his leg down making him do a doubletake at the girl.
"I can do this!" Determined, she declares promising him.
"Right…okay." Sighing, he gives in returning to his seat. She does the same and the stare contest begins once more, the boy simply staring while the young girl leans over the desk, her eyes wide open like saucers, refusing to blink despite her ruby red veins pulsating within her eye, despite the tears threatening to fall from such dryness, despite her friend's clear advantage until…she falls flat to the table, her head comes crashing down on the table startling the boy who recoils back when seeing the crater formed from her head along, cracks spewing out from her head.
"Sayako…you okay?" Concerned, the boy questions the girl, leaning over, panic laced in his tone alongside worry only to sigh when seeing her small feeble thumbs up despite her shaking head rising. A shy streak of ruby red descends down making the deflated boy sigh, adjusted to the chaotic antics of the young girl across from him.
"Dang it why!? Why can't I win!?" Wailing, she screeches to the high heavens, tears freely flowing making the boy sigh sweat dropping, placing his hand on her head, patting her head, trying to comfort her through this loss.
"You were really close Sayako." Feebly, he offers continuing to pat the girl's platinum blonde locks trying to cheer her up.
"Was I?" Hopeful, Sayako looks up at him, her beady blues gleaming shining like stars making the boy internally scream at the sad truth of the matter, finding himself unable to lie to her.
"…Not really no." Bluntly, he deadpans bowing his head in defeat from his weak will when it came to her.
"Don't raise my hopes up like that!" Bitterly, she cries tears flowing freely down even more, practically pirating out of her, a puddle forming below her at her loss.
"I'm sorry!" Apologetic, he sighs trying to comfort her through this loss.
"H-Hey why are you crying!? You won!" Confused, she furrows her brow once she recovers only then to note his own glassy yellows, concerning the girl once she uses her spare arm to brush aside the tears falling.
"Only because I didn't have eyelids if I did you would have won." Honestly, he tells her how it is, pointing towards his yellow hues.
"Hey there's always next time just you watch I'm only to be the stare queen!" Proudly, she proclaims posing once more, raising her hand into a fist high in the air making him smile softly at the endearing sight.
"I know you can do it Sayako!" Confidently, he joins her raising his hand despite him sweat dropping knowing the reality of the situation compared to his delusional companion.
"And you shall be my squire!" She proclaims making his eye twitch.
"Yay…?" Unsure, he shrugs having no clue what to make of that declaration as the two continue conversing, laughing, happily enjoying one another's company…