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Chapter 2: An Explosive Experiment

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A normal Saturday afternoon, as the sun barely began to set across the horizon of the suburbs of Tokyo, as two mischievous twins finished assembling their device and aimed it at the sky on their back yard.

"You think this is going to work?" Len looked at his female twin, a worried look in his face as he unscrewed the top.

"Of course this is going to work. We saw it on the TV. It HAS to work." Rin watched the contraption as it stands still on the lawn.

"Yeah, like that time where Auntie Miku bought that high power blender. It turned out to be a cardboard cutout." He grumbled as he stands up and wipes his hand on his pants. "Ok, it's done."

Both of the blonde twins stared at each other for a minute before dropping a few red tablets into the bottle, screwed the top back on and hide behind the overturned table a yard away. Ducking for cover, the bottle started to shake and expand a little. Foam started to form at the top of the covered bottle and continued to shake more violently before shooting the cap off completely, complete with sound effects and a geyser of soda erupting from the confines of the plastic container.

Both Rin and Len watched the geyser with envy and cheered.

"Mentos and Diet Coke REALLY do explode!" The twins high-fived each other and jumped up and down in their confirmed discovery.

Unfortunately, the sound of breaking glass was included in the sound effects.

"WHAT THE HELL KNOCKED OVER THE POT OF CURRY!? HOLY CRAP, WHAT HAPPENED TO THE WINDOW!?" A male voice pierced through the air and thump can be heard as the twins looked at each other slowly and said one word.

"Run."

And run they did, as they ran through the backyard, into the house and closed the glass door in a panic.

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The blue-haired adult looked up from his newspaper and glanced at the twins, who just sat on the couch on the other side of the table.

"What happened to you two?" Kaito said, raising an eyebrow at their sudden fatigue. Both the twins merely looked at each other and stared at their father.

"Nothing, Father." They smiled nervously and shifted in their seats. He raised his other eyebrow also in suspicion and looked at his children some more as they're still smiling sheepishly. A few seconds later, the doorbell rang.

"Bakaito, get the door!" Meiko yelled from the kitchen, continuing to chop up shitake mushrooms.

The azure-haired adult stared at the twins before putting down the newspaper on the table and stood up, walking to the front door. Opening the wooden door, Kaito expected to see no one on the front porch as a practical joke.

Instead, there was a male with black hair, with a white t-shirt and a pair of jeans, a green frilly apron hanging off his front as his glasses began to slip off his nose.

Oh, and he was also doused in curry, from top to bottom.

An awkward silence followed before the stranger spoke up.

"Hi, did you saw two little kids, one male, one female, the female has a white ribbon in her hair, both blonde, called Len and Rin, and apparently are little demon spawn from the Satan himself?" He said while holding up a soda bottle that's labeled 'Property of Rin and Len'.

"Well, my wife may be that evil but calling her the Satan is a little overdoing it, don't you-"

"I don't care about your wife! Do you know these children or not?" He said in a pissed off tone.

"Yes, I know these children. They are MY children. May I ask, who are YOU?" Kaito said as he glared at the person on the front porch.

"I'm your neighbor."

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A few minutes later, Kaito, Len and Rin found themselves in the living room next door, as the curry-doused person went into the bathroom to change. Meanwhile, the twin were whispering to each other as they sat on the couch as their father stared at the glass bird that kept dipping into a glass of water on the desk in front of them.

'Psst. Rin. Should we run for it?'

'I don't know. We aren't supposed to be in a stranger's house but Oba-san is here.'

'Did he offer us candy?'

'No.'

'Lollipop?'

'Nope.'

'A hot dog?'

'…I have no clue why you said hot dog, Len, but no.'

'…Hot dog just came into my mind for some reason…'

As they finished their debate about running away, the man entered the living room, now wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of dark jeans, and sat onto the couch on the other side of the glass desk the couch the twins and their father were sitting on.

"So, shall we begin introductions?"

"Kaito here." He said as he kept on staring at the glass bird.

"Rin." "Len." Both of the twins chirped up as they reply at the same time with a grin plastered on their faces.

"Yes, I know you quite well, you two." He said as he holds up a soda cap in front of his own face.

"I was the one who was making a pot of meat curry for dinner when, for some strange reason, a magical genie popped from it!" He said as his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"REALLY!?" The twins and Kaito stared at awe as everyone else gradually stared at Kaito.

Sadly, Kaito still hasn't got the use of sarcasm to this day.

"Uh, no. As I was saying, for some strange reason, a soda cap exploded my window, tipped my pot of curry and spilled it across the floor. So I went in and slipped in the spicy, meaty mess. A few seconds later, my WIFE slipped too. Thankfully, there was no glass shards on the floor and if there was, we would've been in the ER right now." The man said as he took a piece of meat out of his hair and threw it towards the garbage can.

"Wait, you have a wife?" Kaito looked at the strange man as he stared back.

"Yes, I have a wife. She's out shopping with some, no, wait, ALL of the female residents that live here."

"Is she scary as you?" Rin confusedly ask as the man facepalmed.

"I'm not scary and neither is she."

"You have girls that live in the same house as you?"

"Yes, but I have no relationship with them and one of them is not in any relationship, I think."

As the person muttered and counting on his fingers, Rin chirped up.

"By the way, you never told us your name."

"Oh, yeah. It's Hoshigami Shima. Shima is my first name. Hoshigami is my last." Shima shifted in his chair and rested his head on his hand, his elbow on the armrest.

"So you're Japanese?" The blue-haired adult looked up from the contraption and stared at the glass gun that's on top of the wooden cabinet.

"No, I'm Chinese. My close friend had the emigration papers and… …Well, let's just say she's very fond of the name." He looked the other way and stared at the little twins.

"…You guys want some ice cream? David bought a lot of them two days ago…" He mumbled as he walked towards the kitchen and opened up the freezer and inspected the contents of it.

"Ok, I have blueberry, strawberry, apple, vanilla, banana, orange, and some other flavors I have no clue whatsoever."

"Orange."

"Banana."

"Any."

Looking behind his shoulders, he was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Rin, Len and their father as they respectively called out the flavors they want.

'How the hell did they came here so silently? Are they ninjas?' Removing the thought and considering it as completely absurd, he handed them the popsicles that they want as they cheerfully gobbled up the frozen and creamy treat.

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Five minutes later, everyone stood on the front porch of the twin's house as Kaito handed over the cash to fix the damages.

"Around 200 U.S. dollars to buy the window so considering the conversion rate into Japanese Yen totals…" Shima started counting on his hands. "…around 20,000 yen. That should suffice." Kaito counted and placed the money from his wallet into his hand, thankfully taking it. Looking at Rin and Len, he smiled. Albeit a weak one but it was still a smile.

"Next time, don't shatter my window. Do that in the park, okay?" He said as he ruffled their hair, both of them smiling and nodding.

"Good. I'll see you guys later." After a formal handshake with the other adult, the family waved at their neighbor as he went back home.

"Well, I bet your mother is waiting for us, so you can go in first while I have to close the door, ok?"

Both of the twins nodded and ran inside as soon the door opened a crack and ran towards their mother in the kitchen, as she embraced them with open arms, a spatula in one hand and a ladle on the other.

"How was the day of my two favorite kids in the whole wide world?" She said as she nuzzled both of them.

"It was good. Our neighbor gave us ice cream~" The twins said as they sat onto their wooden chairs.

"That sounds good…" Meiko said cheerfully as she tasted the stew with the ladle.

"…Oh. One more thing. Father kept on staring at our neighbor's thing."

What the blond male meant was the glass bird placed on the wooden desk that kept on dipping into a glass of water but, unfortunately for Kaito, Meiko took it the wrong way as she kicked him out of the bedroom and he slept on the couch, hugging his pillow three hours later.

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Author's Note: Got to feel sorry for Kaito, huh? Oh, and there's a bit more so read on and review! Reviews make the world go 'round!

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"A-ah…"

A yawn escaped her mouth as the woman continued to walk on the cement pavement, her shoes clacking on the ground, black-jet hair shining in the streetlights as her briefcase waved around and around as she went into a abrupt stop, in front of a house.

"…No one's home? Oh, well…" Sighing, she made her way to the door and inserting the engraved key and twisting it, several locks can be heard as the door slowly opened. Walking in the living room, the moonlight glimmering though the blinds was the only light source.

Sighing, she turned around…

Before she got tackled onto the carpet floor.

"Gah!" Falling face up, she squinted at her assailant and found that there was several other people crowded around her body.

…Oh, crap.

A second later, the light turned on, blinding her for a few moments as she heard the voices of her friends.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TANYA!"

She smiled as she looks at the person hugging her, his black hair tickling her nose and emitting the smell of shampoo.

"Happy birthday, 'sis'." He said as he smiled and hugs tighter.

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Another so called Author's Note:

This is to Rietto, a huge fan of this story. Happy sweet 16, Tanya. Told you I had a special way of saying 'happy birthday'. Happy birthday.

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