-Kyle's Family?-

"Chopsticks too?"

"No, we eat with chopsticks. We don't eat them. They're made of wood Fanboy."

"Wow! I wish I could eat with sticks!" We were walking home from school and Fanboy had been asking me questions all day since Biology class. In Bio, we had to make a family tree and the whole class thought it was "SOO COOL" that my family was Japanese. Especially Fanboy and Chum Chum.

"Did you know Rima was Japanese?,"Chum Chum asked Kyle. Kyle nodded.

"Yeah, I've always known. Duh!"

"Guys, it isn't a real big deal,"I sighed,"Who cares if I'm Japanese? I mean, Lupe's family tree was WAAAY better than mine. Did you see how much family she has!"

"Yeah, so what?,"Fanboy replied.

"Well, what about that one cousin she had with the SUPER long name?,"I asked,"Wasn't that cool?"

"Oh, you mean Alfonzo Leonard-Milo-Edwardo-Christian-Lucas-Jose-Hernando-Alexander-Keller PerezFigueroa? I guess that was kinda cool,"Chum Chum said, shocking enough in one breath. "Your family was still much cooler though." I shook my head.

"Even Fanboy's family was cooler than mine!,"I added,"Your speech about your grandfather, Grandboy, was soo cool!" Fanboy yawned.

"I guess, but it lagged,"he replied. I turned to Kyle.

"Hey, why didn't you give in your family tree today?,"I asked him.

"Because I hate them,"he said to me,"They're all immature and rude. That's why I live else where." Fanboy stared at Kyle.

"Come to think of it, I never hear you talk about your family at all!,"he said,"Why is that?"

"I already said why,"Kyle groaned,"Because I HATE them!" Chum Chum frowned.

"You can't hate your family, they love you,"he told Kyle,"My nana always takes care of me when I get sick. She tells me it's cuz family has to take care of each other and that family needs to love each other. I love her..."

"Well they don't love me!,"he shouted,"And I'd rather not talk about them, thank you!" Fanboy, Chum Chum and I all stared at each other and didn't bring up the topic again, at least not around him.

"Why would he think his family doesn't love him?,"Fanboy asked me. We all sat in my room doing our homework and pondering on why Kyle was acting soo strange about the topic of family.

"I don't know Fan. He's never told me a thing about them either."

"This is soo weird,"Chum Chum said, holding on to one of my stuffed bears. He squeezed it as he thought of possiable reasons. The room was quiet for once, which never happened, EVER. We were all thinking really hard about this, since family is soo important. Kyle can't be living without a family behind him. That just isn't right!

"Maybe someone he knows could tell us something about his family,"Fanboy suggested. I smiled as an idea came to my mind.

"Oh my gosh! I know who!,"I shouted. The boys smiled at me.

"WHO? WHO? WHO?,"they asked. I giggled.

"Well not really a who but an it..."

I lead Fanboy and Chum Chum down the street to the darkest house in Galaxy Hills, Kyle's. I dug into my pockets for my keys and seached through all of them for the spare key Kyle had given me to his house. Fanboy and Chum Chum smiled at me.

"You had that key all this time?,"Fanboy asked me. I giggled.

"Well, yeah."

"HOW?"

"Kyle gave it to me. He said I'm welcomed anytime to borrow a book from thelibrary in his study room." And that's what I was there to do. After opening the door, I snuck into the house with the boys behind me. They covered their mouths to stop the giggles from escaping. We headed up the creeking stairs and tip-toed into the third door on the right. I turned the door knob slowly and opened the door. Sitting in a large arm chair, Kyle slept infront of the crackling fireplace with his Necronomicon on his lap.

"Aw, jeez!,"I whispered,"I need the book guys! That's who we need to talk to!" Their eyes grew when they realized the book was sitting on Kyle's lap. I took a deep breath in and held it as I grew closer to Kyle. I looked down at the book and smiled, reaching my arm out slowly to grab it. I touched the edge of the cover and was grabbed by my wrist suddenly. I screamed.

"What do you think your doing?,"Kyle asked me. I looked down at him and caught my breath from the scare.

"I-I just wanted to borrow a book,"I replied. He stood up and let go of my wrist.

"Yes, for what?,"he asked. I hid behind my hair. "I heard you whispering at the door, Rima. You aren't very stealthy at all you know." I blushed.

"Oh, you heard me?"

"Yup. Loud and clear." I sighed.

"We all really just want to know about your family. That's all." He sat back down and motioned us to sit on the couch across from him. We all took places on the couch as he started.

"Look, I don't like to talk about these horrid people because...well, they really don't care for me."

"Why?,"Chum Chum asked. Kyle sighed.

"Because of what I did in Milkweed all those years ago. They're still very ashamed of me. Especially when I was visited by him again in my own home. My parents were just disgusted with me."

"I REMEMBER THAT!,"Fanboy giggled,"That guy was all squishy and weird looking and stuff. But he was really cool!"

"And they're still mad about that?,"I asked. He nodded.

"They never let anything go. And they've always compared me to Sigmund, since they knew his as my old roommate. It's very degrading and annoying and I'd rather not be around all that." We all nodded.

"We understand Kyle,"Chum Chum smiled,"But you still have to give in a project or else you'll fail for the quarter." He frowned.

"I know..." Fanboy hopped out of his seat and danced around.

"IDEA!,"he shouted,"But I'm gonna need poster paper, pictures, and lots of glue!"

Kyle stood infront of the class, hood over his head of course, and a rolled up piece of poster paper in hand.

"Um...t-this is my f-family tree project,"he studdered. I always knew he hated being infront of people since they always gave him weird looks. He only liked being infront of a crowd if he was showing off his magic. He opened up the poster paper and showed it around the class. The teacher's eyes grew.

"Kyle, what's that?,"Mr. Kent asked. Kyle gave him a bad look.

"My family tree project,"he repeated,"See it? They're my family, oddly enough. They care for me, mostly, and I care for them, usually." He pointed to a picture of me on the poster."She loves me the most and keeps me from going mad." He pointed to a picture of Fanboy. "He's an idiot, but I guess I concider him as a friend. And finally, that little one is pretty smart for his age, but he's also a fool." Kyle smiled towards the back of the room, where we all sat."That's it. That's my family tree project."

"But, why did you put your classmates as family members?,"Mr. Kent asked again. Kyle looked down at his project.

"Well, a friend of mine told me that family loves you. That family has to take care of each other and love each other. They all take care of me, and I take care of them too. I love them, I guess." He blushed and then quickly turned tough again."Is that okay with you?" The teacher smiled and nodded, allowing Kyle to take a seat. When he sat down, we all smiled at him.

"Awww!,"we all giggled. Fanboy tickled him.

"You love me!,"he smiled. Kyle pushed his hands away.

"I said I loved RIMA! Not you." Chum Chum laughed.

"You said you loved ALL of us,"he corrected him,"So you love me too!" They hugged Kyle, who groaned and hid behind his hood. Even though he looked angry, I could tell he was just trying to hide the fact that he felt loved at that very moment. I joined in the hug.

"We love you too,"I giggled. He looked up from hiding behind his hood, showing us all his smiling face. We all stared at it, since we wouldn't see it again for a while.

"T-thank you,"he replied.