Edited Chapter 3
Chapter 3 - One Big Happy Family
The car ride home was silent. So silent Kaori could hear the cartoonish sound of crickets chirping. Hana and Yuki were not bickering as their norm, so the silence was thick with tension. No one wanted to break it, so all three looked out of their respective windows.
Kaori cringed at the occasional throat clearing, waiting for the sword to drop over her head. She just knew they would mention her fainting spell to Mom and Dad, which would get back to Grandmother. Oh, I mean Obaa-chan, she reminded herself, thinking about the stern face of her grandmother.
After ten minutes of silence, Hana couldn't take it.
"So…" she said, almost seeming to shatter the silence. "Yuki…" she continued, looking at her brooding brother.
He shot her a sour look, but said nothing. Hana ploughed ahead, ignoring him.
"Are you alright with being a Host?" she asked, making Kaori glance at her brother, waiting for his reaction.
After a few tense moments, he sighed, his shoulders slumping forward.
"I don't want to be a part of it, but not the reason you would think," he finally admitted. "I'm trying out for basketball tomorrow, so I won't have a lot of free time with practice and homework. I feel bad about breaking their vase, plus I hate owing anyone anything." He let slip his normal confident façade, grabbing Hana's hand and squeezing before letting go. He rubbed his hand over his face.
"Oh, Yuki," Hana murmured, placing a hand on his shoulder.
Kaori slid over to him, placing her hand in his. She leaned forward and put her head on his shoulder.
He shrugged when Kaori looked up at him in concern.
"Are you ok, pip squeak?" Hana asked.
He shook them both off and perked up, showing normal cocky Yuki. " Don't worry about it, fart breath." He poked her under her arm, making Hana jump and make a swipe at him with her fist. "It means free tea and cake. I guess having the ladies fawn over me wouldn't be so bad, either," he gloated, flexing his muscles and waggling his eyebrows.
Kaori giggled while Hana pretended to gag.
"I'll help you practice at home. You know I'm better than you at B-Ball, little brother," Hana taunted.
"In your dreams, shortstop," he shot back.
Kaori smiled and looked out her window as they began jabbing back and forth. She let out a little breath she had been holding. They hadn't mentioned her fainting spell, so maybe she was safe.
It was a half hour drive home, so after the day's events, the calm ride and plush seats lulled Kaori comfortably until she succumbed to sleep. In her arms, as always, she clutched Kiki to her.
Welcome home, Master and Misses," a maid said, taking their school bags from Yuki and Hana. In his arms snuggled contentedly was Kaori, who hadn't woken when they arrived home. Carefully, Yuki carried her up the grand staircase to the twin's shared bedroom.
Their new house wasn't really a house. It was more like a manor. It had four floors, with twenty bedrooms, three dining rooms, a large industrial kitchen, several sitting rooms and studies, a game room with a pool table, and one informal living room for the family. It also had an inground pool, tennis court, basketball court, and a luxurious pool house that was almost as big as their house back in the states.
"Master Yuki?" another maid asked, coming up to him when he reached the landing.
"Yes, cutie?" he asked, winking at the maid. Unfazed, she kept a straight face, used to his playboy actions. She glanced at Kaori, who was drooling slightly, then back to Yuki.
"Your grandmother is waiting in the formal sitting room with tea for all three of you. Your mother and father are already there."
"Thank you, Carolyn," Hana said to her, coming up behind Yuki. To Yuki, she said, "Bring her into our room so I can wake her up and get her changed from her uniform."
Yuki nodded and turned left down a long hallway. He passed several doors, adjusting Kaori slightly when she muttered and wiggled a bit in her sleep. Finally, he turned down another hallway and Hana ran ahead of him to open the double doors at the end of the hall..
Inside was a very pretty room with soft yellows and pinks in the décor. On each side was a four poster bed, queen size. There was a comfy shag rug covering the wooden floor, with a little sitting area with a couch, two chairs, and a big screen TV. It had an Xbox, Ps4, Wii, a blue ray player, and cable TV. Next to it was a huge cabinet filled with dvds and cds, games, controllers, and headphones. Grandmother had kind of overdone it, but Hana didn't mind. She was an avid gamer.
Closer to Kaori's bed was a huge book shelf filled with tons of books, including classics and modern teen novels, although Yuki had burned Kaori's twilight books without her knowing. Yeah, it wasn't the best series, but burning books? Thats just barbaric!
There was also a small white piano and a painter's easel. A little table next to the easel held a plastic organizer filled with paint, rags, paintbrushes and other artist stuff.
Next to Kaori's bed was a huge hamster home, almost four feet tall. A little ball of white fluff raced around his home, excited to see them. He scratched at the wall, scurrying around in a little happy dance.
Yuki set his sister on her bed, smoothing her hair gently.
"Alright, get out." Hana shooed him, shutting the doors in his face with a laugh. Yuki huffed, rubbing his nose and stomping to his room across the hall.
Hana jumped onto Kaori's bed, waking the girl up rather abruptly. Kaori mumbled and hit her, rolling away grumpily. Hana tickled her and jumped off the bed, running towards a bundle of gray fur that had shot out from underneath the other bed. Kaori groaned and flipped onto her belly, watching her crazy sister receive gross kisses from her Pomeranian. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes as she yawned hugely.
"Momma missed you, Fifi. Yes she did!" Hana cooed, hugging the little puppy to her.
Kaori rolled her eyes and sat up. Grimacing, she wiped her mouth. She was sure her hair was a mess too. Squeals and peeps reached her ears, and she went to give some love to her little hamster.
Reaching into the door on the side of his huge cage, bought by Grandmother, Mocha scurried into her hands. He began rubbing his little face on her fingers and making his cute little hamster noises.
"Hello, little guy," she whispered, cuddling him gently to her face. He squeaked and gripped one of her pigtails and scurried up it. When he reached her shoulder, he squirmed his way through her hair until he was sitting in his favorite spot on her shoulder nestled into her neck. Giggling at his little paws tickling her, she walked to a little door, opening it to reveal a girl's dream come true; a giant walk in closet.
Being rich does have some cool advantages, she thought to herself.
She came back out wearing a pink pastel cotton dress, a pair of light green leggings covering her stick legs, and a pair of comfortable pink wedges. Mocha sniffed her neck, his whiskers tickling her cheek, making her giggle again.
"Wait for me!" Hana called from their bathroom as Kaori headed for their door, sticking her head into the room. "You look cute," she added, ducking back into the bathroom.
"Thanks," Kaori said, walking over and standing in the doorway. Hana had already changed into a pink tank top with a rainbow on it, a purple mini-skirt with red tights, and a pretty indigo belt slung over her hips. She completed the look with a pair of light pink ballet flats. Oh yeah, did she mention that Kohana has her own closet, just as big?
"Don't you think Obaa-chan will say something about that skirt? It's a little short," she asked her sister, who was fixing her long blonde hair into a ponytail.
"It'll be fine," she whined, putting some lip gloss on as she pushed past her. Fifi yipped, scratching at their door to be let out.
"Whatever you say, sis," she mumbled. Hana poked her tongue out and skipped to the door. Fifi began to bark, watching the door.
"Guys, hurry up!" Yuki yelled, banging on the door.
Hana threw the door open, which made Yuki stumble and land on his bum. Fifi launched herself out of the door, landing on Yuki in the process. His breath rushed out as the little black dog ran down the hallway.
"Kohana! Your stupid dog just assaulted me!" he yelled, standing up and rubbing aforementioned body part he had landed on, as well as his chest where Fifi had tried to crush his heart.
"Oops?" she said.
Before they could launch into a fully heated fight, Kaori forcefully shoved Yuki towards the stairs.
"We're late!" she scolded, which caused Hana to scowl and head after them.
"Next time, brat," she warned Yuki, who laughed like an evil scientist.
"You are falling right into me evil plan, you fool!" he yelled loudly, going into a bad guy voice.
Luckily, they were downstairs by then, so Kaori pulled Yuki with all her strength down a hallway to the right. The sitting room was right there on the right, so she pulled the door open. Hana froze in the middle of punching Yuki as all three of them were revealed to the room.
Mom raised her eyebrow at her daughter, who had her fist raised in the air with a look of pure anger on her face. Instantly, she snatched her hand down to her side, looking at little embarrassed. Dad hid his smile with a hand.
"Come in, you three," Grandmother called out. Disapproval was clear in her voice as she eyed Hana.
She was seated in an elegantly carved chair, a cup of tea steaming in front of her. She was a very graceful older woman in her sixties. Her black hair was streaked with a few strands of grey. She was dressed impeccably in a blue business suit, a single strand of pearls around her neck. She was average height, and her eyes were proud and the color of a storm cloud. Her ebony hair was twisted into a sophisticated chignon. A pearl hair clip nestled just above her right ear.
Kaori put a hand to Mocha, who was still hiding in her hair. She bowed formally to her grandmother, then to her parents.
Hana strode into the room skipping the formalities, sinking down into a chair and crossing her arms over her chest, scowling at Yuki who was just straightening out of a perfect bow. He was so making her look bad, Hana thought crossly.
"Sit down, dear," she said a little more gently to Kaori, who nodded and sat next to her dad. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead.
"How was school, pumpkin?" he asked, placing a cup of hot tea in front of her. A plate of cookies sat in the middle of the table, so she grabbed one and broke off a tiny crumb, holding it up for Mocha to nibble on.
"It was great, Daddy," she told him brightly, hoping there would be no mention of the day's activity.
"How did your classes go?" Grandmother asked, directing her stern gaze onto Hana. Hana sat up a little straighter, placing her hands in her lap.
"It was fine, Obaa-chan," she said in Japanese. "Everyone was very nice, and I even made a few friends."
"How about you, Yuki?" she asked the boy, who was just about to bite into a cookie. He jumped and placed the cookie on his plate.
"It was great," he told her, smiling just a little too brightly.
"Is that right?" she asked him.
He nodded, grinning from ear to ear. Kaori felt like smacking her forehead. He was such a terrible actor.
"I had a call today from a Mr. Otorri today," she said to the table, brushing her hand along her sleeve. "He told me you had joined the Host Club because of some debt or another."
Yuki's grin vanished.
"What is a Host Club?" Mom asked, shooting Kaori a questioning look as Yuki groaned.
"It's a club of young men that entertains young ladies after school. They host parties, tea socials, and special events for those who pay a membership fee," Grandmother said. Her tone did not reveal what she thought of it.
"Why would that stupid Otorri tell you, Madame?" he asked her, grumbling slightly.
She frowned at him. "Because you are a member of my family by association. While you live under my roof, and call your sisters family, I am your head of house and matriarch," she told him.
Gently she added, "And you should call me Obaa-chan, dear."
Yuki blushed a little, smiling at Grandmother hesitantly.
"Yes, Obaa-chan," he said.
She nodded at him in approval. "Now, before I change the subject, are you sure you want to join? I could always pay the debt you owe."
She fixed her eyes on Yuki, who looked down in thought.
Finally, he shook his head. "I will honor my commitment to them, Obaa-chan. If I owe a debt, I will pay it myself."
This seemed to make her happy, for she let her sternness slip a little as she looked away from him.
Her gaze shifted towards Kaori, who was nibbling on a cookie.
"You have an appointment with Doctor Koarzuma today, Kaori. I was told by the school you fainted."
Kaori gasped.
"What!" her mom cried, standing and running to her daughter, pressing a hand to her forehead worriedly.
"Mom, I'm fine," Kaori snapped, shoving her hand away.
"Whatever you say, dear. He is coming in an hour. Then you are to go right to bed," Grandmother told her.
"Yes, Obaa-chan," Kaori muttered, shooting a glare at Hana. She shrugged, not sure why her sister was so mad with
She didn't blab.
Her mom still hovered over her. "I think it's time for you to be in bed. I'll get you a mug of hot chocolate while we wait for the doctor."
Sighing, Kaori stood up. With slumped shoulders, she walked over to her grandmother and kissed her cheek.
"Goodnight, dear," Grandmother said gently, patting her cheek. "Get some rest. I'll have the doctor check you tomorrow to see if you are strong enough for school."
Feeling dejected, she walked out of the room. Dragging her feet, she walked up the stairs. Hearing voices behind her, she sighed again as she felt hands grip her waist and pick her up.
"I know you hate the doctor, sweetie. But Yuki told me you fell asleep twice today," her dad told her, his voice rumbling in her ear.
"Traitor," she mumbled under her breath.
"He's only looking out for you, baby," her mom said, who had opened her bedroom door for them to enter.
Mocha scurried onto her chest, eyeing her dad's hand resting on her shoulder.
"No, Mocha," she whispered, grabbing the rodent before he could sink his teeth into her dad's finger.
She could hear Yuki and Hana laughing as they horsed around in the hall. She sighed once again. She wished she could wrestle around and just have fun without people thinking she would break in half.
She allowed herself to be tucked in after her mom had changed her into comfy pj's and placed Mocha on his own special bed on her night stand.
"Want me to stay and watch girly movies with you, honey?" her mom asked, patting the blanket smooth around her lap.
"Sure, Mom," she told her, patting the bed next to her.
Her mom giggled and grabbed the remote, and she switched to Sex in the City. For the next hour, they watched the show, laughing at the raunchiness of Samantha and the silly themes.
Hana came in and watched too, Fifi snuggled between the two of them. Mocha was curled on his little bed, munching on a piece of broccoli.
"Mom, you in here?" Yuki asked. He poked his head in, took one look at the TV and all the ladies in his family and bolted. The last girl's night out, they had forcibly gave him a makeover.
Too soon, though, the doctor came in, carrying his dreaded black bag.
After a thorough examination, with a shot and a blood sample as well as her urine, he finally left. With strict instructions of keep her hydrated and rested until tomorrow night, he gave the all clear for school in the morning.
"Night, honey," her mom said, kissing her on top of her head and leaving the room.
"I am not tired!" Kaori whined to Hana, who was eating popcorn from a big bowl.
"Well, what do you want to do then?" she asked her, handing her the bowl. Kaori shrugged and took a handful.
"I don't know," she admitted. She was sick of TV, and she couldn't leave the bed. That didn't leave them many options.
"I'll go get Yuki." Hana got up off the bed. "We can pick up where we left off on our Uno tournament," she said before slipping out the door quietly.
A minute later, Yuki slipped in with a deck of cards in his hands. Wrapped around his arm was his boa constrictor Draco. He had had him since he was ten years old. Back then, he was a huge Harry Potter fan, so he named him after Draco because he was a white snake and Draco was blonde.
"You better keep him away from Mocha," she warned her brother. Mocha looked up from his broccoli and eyed the snake warily.
Soon, they were all settled into Kaori's bed, playing a riveting game of Uno. They were having so much fun that Hana and Yuki started to laugh too loudly, because their mom burst in, scolding them for keeping Kaori up so late.
"Sorry," Hana said, sliding off the bed and walk to the bathroom.
"Night, Mom," Yuki said, kissing his mom on the cheek. "Night, Kay," he said to his small sister, ruffling her hair fondly. With Draco curled up around his shoulders, he left the room.
"Goodnight, young lady!" her mom yelled out. When she didn't get a reply, she rolled her eyes and turned to Kaori.
"Night, little lady," she whispered, kissing her forehead sweetly. She picked up Mocha, whose cheeks were stuffed full. She gently put him in his cage and left the room.
The shower kicked on soon after her mom left, so Kaori scooted to the edge of the bed and opened the hamster door. Mocha curled into her hand, and she set him on her pillow.
"Night, little guy," she murmured, shutting her eyes tiredly.
When Hana finished her shower, she bent down to kiss her sister before shutting off the light and slipping into her pink frilly bed. Fifi jumped up and lay down next to her.
"Night," she murmured sleepily, happily drifting off to sleep.
Author's Note:
Hey guys! This is Periwinkle Wink :) Your esteemed Author. I just wanted to say a few things, and introduce you to my new Beta! She's awesome. And also my little sister teehee. (this was just a little chappie about the family. I'm not that great at understanding the chans and sempais, so i'm sorry if I didn't address that in my writing!)
Say hi, Fluffy!
Yo. (: I'm your new Beta so hopefully there won't be any spelling mistakes, etc.
You rock at editing!
So, little sis. Why did you pick Fluffy as a name?
In 6th grade all my friends said I had Fluffy hair, and nicknamed me Fluffy and I guess it stuck. (:
In sixth grade, I snorted when I laughed, so people called me Snorty… I like your nickname better.
I knew a kid that's nickname was Snoff-a-loff-a-gus.
Well…. I knew a kid… and we called him…. Bob… Yeah...I have no friends...
Lol… remember when I had Sarah come over to our house, and we hid your deodorant, and you couldn't find it for a month or so? :')
Yeah, that was kinda sucky:( I stunk… and mom was mad that she had to buy me more. Remember when you used to break into my room and wear my prom dresses? Not cool…
I honestly think Tyler enjoyed dressing up more than me. Hehehe. Ha,
annnnnd my train of thought has disappeared.
Yeah, same here…WEllll… I think we'll wrap this up then, lol. I need to post this chapter soon
And I need to continue my Ouran High School Host Club marathon. :'')
Lucky. I have to clean my house… Come over and help me!
If only we didn't live so far apart. :C
Oh well… :( I'll miss you!
Anyways, I think the readers deserve the FanFiction they want. uvu
Alright… Peace out, Fluffy! Love you!
Until next time. ;) Mwahahahaa.
Bold- Periwinkle wink
Italics- Fluffy
Another Aurthor's note:
My sister is 15. Tyler is our little brother, who is 14. There are seven of us kids lol. Me, my brother (21), my sister (fluffy), and the twins tyler and jake. And my mom just had twin girls (1 years old) with her new hubby. sooo... its a biiiig family, and i'm the big sister. on another note, they all moved far far away (a 12 hour drive far far away) when i turned 18, so me and fluffy mostly talk on the phone and on the internet. but on the plus side, we're seeing each other soon is January! So excited. I miss her and my other sibs.