Going to start weeding out OC characters after a few chapters.
Catching up on myself too, so posts might be farther apart coming soon.
Sol is just hitting her mid thirties at 35.
Harumi is two years behind. 33.
Hikari is a year younger than Harumi. 32
I never really got around to getting their ages set before, originally Sol would have been 45 as well.
Like their cousins, including Yuri, the Akikos look younger than they are. Hikari appears to be 18-19, toss her older sisters in the 20's bracket.
I described their style more than their full details in the past.
I'll explain something about Hikari in later chapters.
Gotta do some research first. 1000 points if you can guess what it is!
Of course the points here are like the points on Who's Line Is It Anyway.
Week 5 Friday continued
Inside he found the youngest Akiko lounging in a suit and nodding off.
The grey coat and white blouse were both fully unbuttoned revealing that she wore a thin, transparent white bra. The matching tie was tied around her head and the ends hung off the the left. The grey pants were pulled halfway down, enough that he could see a checkered flag tattoo on her thigh.
Sitting open in her lap was a thick book. Her copy of War And Peace sat on the coffee table, so he was curious and started to lift the cover of the book she held.
His wrist was gripped and he felt himself pulled down, an hand gripped his neck, keeping him from escaping. He felt her lips hit his and was kissed with passion.
Her eyes opened and she looked surprised and embarassed. "I'm-mum-um Sorry!" She said as she pushed him away slightly and stood up. "I th-thought-ot you..." She stumbled over her pants and instead of pulling them up she used her feet to pull them off completely. "... was Charlie." She was flustered.
"It's okay." He looked her over as she searched out a few things she had dropped. She was in great shape. Lithe. He had one question. The dark hair on her head didn't match the light hair of her bush, which he could see through the sheer panties that she wore. He could also see a but more as she turned and bent to pick up her book. "Aaaw, I b-bent the p-pages-es!"
He let her smooth them out and find her place before he spoke to her again. He didn't actually mean to ask the question but he was flustered after that little show. "You dye your hair?"
She looked puzzled until he pointed to her head and then her lower half.
She looked down at herself. "Oh, n-no, that's how it grew in." She patted the bush under the cloth and had a look of thought. "I got-ed made fun of a lots b-becaus of that-at too." He watched as her brows knit together. "I w-was so gangly in sk-school too." She took a moment more to scrutinize herself. "Never-er had a pimp-imple in my life. G-guess the p-powers that be felt b-bad for what they did-id do to me-e." She smiled then lost it when she took a good look at him.
"You loo-look like shit-it!" She got a concerned look on her face. "You okay?"
"Yeah, a little better. Just not sleeping well." He admitted then pointed to the masterpiece by Tolstoy. "Gave up?"
"Huh?" She looked at the book on the table. "Oh, n-no. I fin-in-ished that last week!" She said with pride. "Twice!" She added. "I like to re-reread-d them."
"What are you reading now?"
"A Tale of Two Cities." She held the book up. "I will have readed every Dickins-ins book once I fin-inish this one."
"You don't really read them, do you." He told her.
"Ever hear of sp-peed reading-ing?" She glared at him. "Never-er judge a b-book by the cover. I only failed-ed one class! P.E., be-because I wouldn't change for gym!"
"Sorry." He sat down and picked up War and Peace. "Any good?" He asked.
"Some say that it is over rated but I liked reading it. It at least gave me something to do." She shrugged.
"Hey! You didn't stutter!" He smiled.
"It hap-ap-ap-hapens." She growled. "I once made-ed it through a five p-page b-book report without a stut-tutter then later that d-day it took me a half hour to order at T-taco B-bell. Stupid-id menu!"
"Tacos and Burritos?" He asked.
"D-don't show off!" She griped playfully. "B-but yes." She answered with a blush.
"So who is Charlie?" He asked.
"My boyfriend!" She did a little spin and sighed as she flopped onto the couch.
"Three years n-now! He makes me feel special-al and b-beautiful!" She farted loudly and lost the smile. " 'scuse me." She muttered.
Laughing started coming from the doorway.
"Shut-ut-ut up-up, Sol!" Hikari stood and shouted at her big sister.
"It was more the timing than the fart itself." Sol said walking over. She gave Lincoln's cowlick a flick as she passed and headed upstairs.
"B-b-bitch." Hikari huffed.
Lincoln himself was biting his lips to keep from laughing. "At least it wasn't Charlie."
"Yeah." She looked at her watch. "He's never-er on time and drives like an old-ed person." She looked over. "He doesn't even-nen know how I drive. I d-don't want to scare him away."
"What does he think about your tattoo?"
"That she's fast and easy." Sol had come back downstairs. Hikari gave her older sister a glare that could kill, Sol simply laughed and headed back outside.
"You want t-to t-trade sisters for a while?" The racer asked. Lincoln half believed she meant it. "J-just one, and I give her b-back in a week."
"Sorry. But I have a hard enough time being away from them a couple days." He answered.
"So, ten sisters. B-bet you get all the girls." She leered.
"Not really." He remembered telling Lori about his troubles and now he felt like he was fibbing to this woman after the new developments in his life.
"Yeah, me neither." She patted his arm.
"The boys." Lincoln stated.
"D-didn't get them either." She looked at him. "Gangly, remember."
"I wasn't there back then, all I ever saw is the knockout I'm looking at."
She blushed. "Thank you."
"So what do you do for a living?" He asked.
Her gaze turned to the ground. "I tried to get on the p-police force, b-but you n-need to be able to talk clearly. So I went to college." He found it ironic that she had tried to become a cop.
"I am now a certified t-teacher. Well, I should-d b-be. Hard to get a legit-tit-amate job with a crimin-in-nal record." She looked up at him. "Juvinile records-es are s'posed to be sealed."
"Oh, sorry I asked." He told her.
"It's okay. I'm n-not sorry. I love racing! And gambling. I have yet to lose a game of strip-ip p-poker!"
"Hey, Lincoln! Time to go!" Shinji called but lowered her voice when she saw him on the couch. "This guy's done for the day and Lori wants you home on time for dinner." She motioned to her lips and pointed between the two. "Lipstick is smeared."
On the ride home Lincoln looked over at Shinji. "What did Kari do to go to juvie?"
"Come hang out tomorrow and ask her."
"Yeah, I should ask her." He stare out the window. "She has some self image issues, is that Charlie guy taking advantage of her?"
"You worried?" She asked, looking over to see him nod.
"He's okay. Comic book nerd. Overweight but he's no three-hundred pound lump. Scruffy, braces, Buddy Holly glasses, speaks Klingon and has a nasaly voice too. Yet he can bench two-fifty and military press two hundred. Pretty sure he earned that yellow belt. He also bathes and carries that weight well, good skin too. Real romantic, or so Kari says. He just doesn't have a god sense of time and sometimes geeks out too much for me even."
"So... you like him?"
"Twice we went to a convention. I mean I dress up too, but he took it to a whole new level. Did these awful impressions and insisted on being in character the whole time. Remindes me, he is quite the gentleman as I had observed and even slugged a guy who snapped a picture up Kari's skirt. So he will defend her honor, though it isn't necessary. Kari is a master of Taekkyon and she likes to show her body. Yuki often uses her as a model."
"A master of what?" Lincoln asked when Shinji finished.
"Taekkyon, a martial art from Korea. Been learning since she was old enough to walk. Everything Sol did, so did she. Kari also practices Sumo. Her first boyfriend was Japanese. He insisted that she learn to defend herself, but I think that was just a ploy to touch her." Shinji laughed. "Boy was he surprised when they first had a match."
"She likes fat guys." Lincoln concluded after some thought.
"No, well, yes, but Sumo boy was thin as a rail. Also thought he was the shit. I hated the scrawny bastard and so did her sisters." He sensed the venom in her voice.
"Turned out he had been cheating on her, and several other girls. Kari found out, called them together and surprisingly just talked with the five girls."
Shinji glanced over. "She challenged him to the match. It was all a set up."
With her eyes back on the road she continued. "Hikari beat him at Sumo, the very thing he had taught her. After she beat him, she dumped him in front of the huge crowd. Then the other girls came out to the ring and dumped him too. I wish I still had the video." She had to pull over until she stopped laughing. "He cried like a bitch!"
"I thought Sumo wrestlers were fat."
"Sumo is a martial art, Lincoln. The big guys are just more popular." She pulled back onto the road. "For the record, that isn't a diaper they wear, I can't remember what the fuck it's called though."
"Hey, guess what I learned about you yesterday." She asked with a light chuckle.
"What?" He felt his stomach turn.
"That you are a girl guru!"
He groaned about never living that down. 'Wonder which one of my sisters told her that.' He thought.
He didn't get to figure that out as they pulled in front of the house. "Okay, Guru Loud, lead the way."
Dinner was short. BLT sandwhiches.
He was lost in thought. Good thing Luna and Luan had stories to tell. He felt bad for tuning them out.
Lincoln was joined by Lynn later. "Can we watch Sports Center. The archery finals are on." He answered her with a loving kiss and handed her the remote. "Thank you!"
"I love you too, Lynn." He fell asleep quickly with his head resting on her stomach. It had been a long day.