"We're going to visit mum?" I asked, bewildered at the idea.
"Yeah." Shiki dumped my black Bleach T-shirt with Byakuya on it in a small suitcase.
"Nononono, we have to stay here. I heard Aido's inviting us to his house." I said, trying to stop him from chucking a couple more of my bootleg jeans in the suitcase.
Thing was, I didn't really WANT to meet my mother.
I'd seen pictures of her, and everyone says we look alike and all, but what if she doesn't like me? If she doesn't want me? I couldn't deal with more resentment.
Shiki grabbed my underwear drawer and just tipped it's whole content into the suitcase.
"Do you need any books or forms of entertainment?" Shiki asked, turning to my shelves.
"My laptop, my ipod, my dsi, my psp, all those cd's in the top shelf, that portable T.V, those anime movies over there, those manga in that bottom shelf...and do you think we'd be able to take the Xbox?" I asked, eyeing the T.V.
"We're gonna need another suitcase..." Shiki muttered, scratching the back of his head.
I punched his arm and smirked. "But I'm still not done yet."
Being a little sister was kinda fun.
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"Lips like a vampire,a cherry cola, lips like a dirty little, rock and roller, can you holla?"
"Are you afraid of the dark? Are you afraid of? Are you afraid of the dark?" I sang along to the car CD, whipping my hair side to side with an air guitar in my arms.
Shiki smirked from the drivers seat next to me. "And to think I used to be scared of you somewhat..."
"You still should be." I smirked at him and bared my fangs childishly.
Being a little sister meant that you could be 10 times more irresponsible, and I wasn't very ressponsible to begin with...
"Hahaha, that's kinda sexy in a way." Shiki laughed, taking his eyes off the road.
"What? My awesome air guitar/singing skillz, or this?" I did the childish smirk/fang face.
"Both. I'm gonna have to watch Ichijo..." he mused.
"Don't be such an overprotective bro." I muttered.
He laughed at that.
"So, is mum expecting us?" I asked him, running a hand through my hair.
"I hope so. I haven't seen her in so long. Now that I think about it, you look pretty much exactly like her..." he murmured, glancing at my face.
"I'm her kid ain't I?" I said, stretching.
We'd been driving for hours, and I was stiff from being cooped up.
"Wait till my company gets a load of you. They'll want you to do heaps of covers with me, and on your own too. They'll snap you up." His everlasting smirk mirrored mine.
"They pay you good money I'm guessing..." I mused, tapping my finger against the side of my mouth.
"Hell yeah. What do you think I do it for? All that flashing and standing up for long hours taking endless photos. It's for the money." his eyebrow cocked.
"Hmm... Tempting, tempting." Modelling business... didn't sound so bad.
"Ta ta to my heart girl, honey watch me start, girl." The CD played Shortstack's Are You Afraid Of The Dark?
I gazed out the window, and watched the trees pass by the window, as the evening turned to night.
"Why is our dad so evil?" I asked Shiki, flashing him a grimace. "Does that make me a hell spawn?"
"Ke, I couldn't picture you anything but a hellspawn. Dad is, well, dad. It's in his nature, and, I mean, me and you aren't exactly angels." he snickered.
"Far from it." I sneered.
Hmm... You know, my dad was who he was. I couldn't exactly blame him for that.
And anyway, it wasn't like I'd see him anytime soon. He was dead wasn't he?