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KnB is not mine...
"AHAHAHA!" I heard my dad laughed while rolling himself on the floor.
I face palm watching him humiliate himself in front of me and my mom was comforting me and at the same time insulting me.
"Be strong my daughter, I know you wanted the chance to act like a boss but you did some shit there...Pfft..." she patted my shoulder soothingly and muffled her laughter with her hand.
I rolled my eyes and groaned loudly while slapping my forehead.
I know I looked ugly there...Ergh!...
...
Eighteenth day:
Yes, it's been 18 days I have been here and it felt quite comfortable and a lot of new memories and adventure I went through(clichéd writing), mainly my family, newly made friends both alive and dead(no pun intended), the colourful images of life spread out in sight and last not least, my wonderful twinkies psiko, Madam Red.
Today, I sighed loudly when I arrived at home mainly because of my parent 'monthly bickering' that always consist of my dad stealing my mom newly made biscuit, alright, that was too polite, I meant cookies, chocolate cookies to be exact.
They bickered, throwing insult to each other about something nonsense.
Truly nonsense and it doesn't make any sense...
...
Today, a beautiful day, indeed...I went home early since I never decided which club to attend and sensei said to me that I have been given a month to decide which club should I join...which I begged sensei to give me a month to decide...tehehe.
Anyway, as I arrived in front of my house, I was startled by the loudness of my mom and dad voice that ringing around my house and my neighbours started to poke their head out from the window and murmured something incoherent. As I opened the front gate their eyes immediately landed on me.
I was taken aback by their reaction and waved my hand to them with a nervous smile and rushed inside.
...
"You took the cookies!"
"What if I did?" my dad said cool-ly as he wiped the brown crumbles that stick to his lips with his finger. Mom immediately blushed. She pouted and pushed my dad large stature.
"I've told you it is for the woman association!Why can't you hold yourself from eating it!" mom stomped the kitchen floor a few times (like mother like daughter)
"Because it tempted me to eat it..." he said lazily and slipped his fingers into his copper brown hair stylishly...
Is he trying to hit on her!?
Wait... Today was not their anniversary, right?
Her forehead crinkled and she narrowed her eyes.
"I've told you to cut down on sugary food especially the cookies!" my mom yelled.
"But it's not that sugary!" my dad retorted and both of them glared, lightning strike at the background to add the dramatic effect. I sighed as they continue to bicker.
Ok, today was clearly NOT their anniversary...
"Oh, it was sugary you didn't even know how much sugar I PUT!" mom said as she gritted her teeth.
"I know the cookies aren't sugary, I know my taste bud well!"
"Yea a taste bud of an old man! Psh, you taste my green curry and you said it is italian!"
"It's not"
"It's too"
"Not"
"Too"
Both of them growled and brought their right hand up. My dad was holding a carrot and my mom was holding a plastic chicken in her hand. My mom swiped the plastic chicken towards my dad and a loud 'slap' vibrated in the hall. I cringed inwardly.
My dad slowly brought his hand towards his red cheek and gasp loudly.
"AH!YOU-"
*cue star wars theme song*
An epic war, as it started in a humble galaxy named the kitchen.
The war started as two warriors, equipped with the most advance weapon of all time (that they can find in a kitchen and harmless, a carrot and a plastic chicken) and started to give continuous blow to each other. My dad poked my mom nose with the pointed carrot while my mom continuously bashed my dad head with the plastic chicken.
Sweat, tears, blood (mostly because of the spilled ketchup), loud noise of yelling and cursing(they promptly beep-ed the words, damn!).
...
After a few minutes...
Both of them panted tiredly and started to push each other faces with their hand.
"IDIOT!" mom growled loudly as her cheek was squashed by my dad large hand.
"BAKA!" dad retorted as he try to dodge mom small hand from swiping his face with her long nails.
The images they make right now just like a bear (dad) holding a small kitten (mom)...
A ferocious little kitten.
I sighed. At least my dad was speaking correctly this time...
"PARENTS!" I growled loudly. Both of them turned their head to look at me.
"Mom, put down your leg and dad...Keep your hand to yourself perverted dad"
I remarked along with a tired sigh and mom slowly brought her left leg down as she just about to kick my dad face( I don't know how did she do that) and my dad brought his hand away from my mom backside.( mom eventually kick him for being a pervert)
Both of them brought their gaze up and down and looking at me weirdly.
"What?"
"Where are you going with that outfit?" mom said as she make a disapproving face and shook her head.
I looked down to my clothing. I was wearing my dark brown khaki short that reached down to my knees, an oversize and unzipped white sweater with black tank top underneath the snow white sweater. There was a black printed image of a dragon clawing on a cloud on my right side of my sweater and an image of a snake that coils around my left sleeve, showing its sharp fang on my arm.
"What's wrong with this outfit?"
"Ah, it's HIDEOUS!" mom burst out and flipped her hair dramatically and I was taken aback with her comment. I blinked my eyes and nodded, "Domo"
"It looks okay for me" my dad said with a shrug of his broad shoulder.
She slowly approach me and scrutinised my appearance with her I'm-a-diva-in-fashion-and-you-sucks-in-fashion look.
"You look like a member in a gang and that sweater...its-"
"Badass!" dad said excitedly. I grinned widely as I high-five and fist bump with my dad.
I smiled happily, "You rock dude" I said to my dad and he ruffled my hair.
My mom glared towards me and dad and she huffed loudly.
"I'm going for a walk and don't even think to follow me...and oh, I've already found the bug you planted on my phone and sneakers..." I smirked.
My dad turned his back, "Damn!" he whispered desperately, clenching his fist tightly and my mom just rolled her eyes at his antic.
I turned my back and pulled out a red rubber band to tie my long dark hair into a high ponytail and slipped a brown bear ear on top of my head with a wide grin.
"FIND YOURSELF A BOYFRIEND WHILE YOU AT IT!" mom yelled and my grin broke into a grim, sour face.
I stuck out my tongue playfully and mom plastic chicken smack directly to my face.
...
As I stepped out from my house and closing the gate, I heard a loud yell,
"NANDATO!"
"NANI KORE!"
"HORAA!" and something crash after that.
I sighed. Another headache coming...
...
Walking around the neighbourhood, taking in some not-so-fresh evening air, smoke and dust everywhere but hey, it had this rustic feeling to it. I met a few neighbours saying hello to me and ask about my dad (In which I denied that he was a gay), some of them ask where I got my sweater and the bear ears but it eventually ended up with me laughing with them. I've noticed that I had opened up quite easily around people and it seems that my phobia of people slowly reducing but not that much though. I still felt afraid with people that I don't recognized and mostly because of their colour, some were beautiful and some of them just a pure horror for me.
*shudder*
But, I've got used to that and talk about horror, I didn't see Natsumi these days...Hmm...
...
I brought my head up and noticed I was in front of a basketball court that was currently occupied by a bunch of teenagers, playing basketball with a smile on their faces. They were enjoying themselves, screaming and laughing, a very heart warming scene there. But suddenly the scene turned into a heart freezing, heart-stopping and goosebump-ing with my eyes practically almost popped out from its socket as I saw a floating, transparent image of something supernatural flying around the court.
I tch-ed and started to concentrate on the game as I tried to ignored the other presence and shut down that image from my head.
I went up to the fence and gripped it lightly as my eyes moving to my left and right, watching the orange ball being passed and dribbled on the concrete ground.
My eyes promptly saw a spread of colours inside the court and each of them emitted different colours and it include the court and the ball itself.
One of the tall guys wearing a red shirt was holding the orange ball that emitted a pale bluish colour around it and passed the ball towards his other friend, wearing a black coloured shirt.
He jumped and promptly dunked the ball swiftly into the net. He smiled widely as his teammate patted his shoulder and back.
I glanced back towards the net and it emitted the same colours as the ball earlier.
"Nice one!" one of them yelled loudly.
I chuckled lightly.
Ah, boys...such carefree creatures they were. Laughing and having fun together, such youthful life...Young, so young...
"It's sure nice to have a lot of friends..." my eyebrow creased lightly as I crossed my arms firmly.
I do have a lot of friends back then but a lot of them were guys...You know, male teenagers, wearing pants, reading those picture books with a lot of naked chicks, speaking roughly and cursing random things and none of them wear skirts, make-up nor accessories...except for some of them who terribly addicted to cross-dressing in which I will explained it later...
But I don't mind at all since they can interact with me more openly and honestly compared to my female friends who said flowery and sweet things in front of me but spewing poisonous and bitter things about me behind my back.
It was better for them to say things in front of me rather than talking it behind me...Sheesh, such cowards.
I remembered once, one of my close male friends, Eren, openly commented about my-lack-in-size-boobs in front of his friends and I promptly threw him out from the window and oh, we were in the second floor...
Psh, he was alright, a bit of bruised here and there and he fractured his left arm...all is well...
It was a good thing his parents don't mind about it and his mom almost hit his head with a flying chair for saying something rude to me. Well, his mother had such a bad temper but she was the nicest person I've ever met.
'Tough love', Eren said with a loud sigh along with his dad, who was sighing along with his son.
Besides Eren, there were a few more of them but I will keep that story aside for now.
Where was I...Oh, basketball huh...
One of the sports that I had tried before mainly because of my height and I enjoyed it although most of the time people kept betting their money secretly behind my back every time I play a game or two at the streets. I knew this fact because I heard it from Eren and I ended up submitting 5 adult male into the ICU for betting illegally and of course, it was because they refused to give me their share 30% from the bet but nooo, they say I'm too young to handle such money...Tsk, young my ass!
At last, I ended up sleeping in the damn jail for a day, but hey, it was worth it although Mom and dad started to wailed and sobbing uncontrollably, yelling loudly on how rebellious I had become and I'm not their cute little girl anymore.
Ceh, betting without telling me, I want a part of it too!
Tsk, I was 12 at that time and I'm not a little girl!
I was damn rebellious at that time and it does make me laugh every time I recalled back at those fond moment... although it was full with blood and broken tooth...
I sighed and closed my eyes for a moment as dip my head low to my chest.
"Kathy-san?" I heard someone calling for me and my head shot up suddenly.
I looked to my right and give this person a small smile, "Ah, Hyuuga-senpai.."
...
I was sitting in front of him while sipping my ultra delight, full with milky fat goodness milkshake that this place offer and I tell ya, it was good, surprisingly.
I looked at him with my eyebrow rose to my forehead and saw him fidget a few times in his seat and sometimes rubbing the nape of his neck soothingly to sooth his nervousness.
I sighed and it seems he flinched suddenly as he heard my loud sigh.
"Senpai, I'm not going to eat you, please be at ease..." I said and take a sip before placing it on the table in front of me. He didn't even touch his drink and fries and kept looking down to his lap warily.
"Sorry about this...I'm just-"
"Nervous?" I gave him a small smile and he started to calm down as his stiff shoulders soften and leaned his back against his seat.
"Ah, sorry about that, I just feeling tense since I was sitting with a girl...with bear ears..." he murmured something incoherent and I tilted my head to the side.
"Pardon? I can't hear you?" I scratched my head and at the same time trying to adjust this bear ears on top of my head...this thing itches.
"Ah, nothing! I mean, you ended your school early... Don't you have any extra club activities?" he smiled nervously but his smile looked rather shady...
I looked him weirdly, "Well, no club activities since I never apply for one but I'm reconsider it thoroughly. It does differ here in Japan and there's no school club specializing in using guns and firearms although the martial art club is rather interesting..." I rubbed my chin thoughtfully and he looked at me with his wide eyes.
"I mean, it's kinda challenging and fun when you get to handle those dangerous things but the most memorable thing I have ever done when I get to pull the pin out from a real, live grenade that my dad somehow" I paused leaned closer to him "smuggled out from someplace...and boom!" I chuckled lightly.
"...and I did recreate the most famous scene where you pull the pin out using your teeth but I tell ya the truth, don't do that...Heck, that thing was hard and I almost lose my teeth!...Sheesh..." I rubbed my cheek in reflex.
My other hand reached for towards my shake and I turned my head towards the window beside me and saw Kagami and Kuroko trudging together with an annoyed face while in between them, lodged a blonde haired male with wide smile.
"Uh, is that..."
"Kagami and Kuroko..." he acknowledges them firmly but I heard his voice somehow trembled slightly.
Ah...I'm being weird again aren't I?
I fiddle with my fingers and clench the shake a bit hard and sipped it slowly as I bit the straw a few times.
I glanced up to him and noticed his eyes on me and he quickly averted his eyes away and calling for both of them.
"Oi Kuroko, Kagami!"
Supposedly, I should talk something normal, like, a normal girl should talk but...WHY DID I BROUGHT THAT UP IN THE FIRST PLACE!
I brought my hand to my face but halted as it almost a few inch from my face.
Oh god!He must have thought that I'm a strange girl that play with guns...a-and bombs..
I gasped mentally...he must thought that I was once a terrorist!
I wiped my face slowly as I almost face palm myself in front of him.
"Senpai...and Kathy-san?" I heard Kuroko calm and monotone voice broke my thought suddenly and I looked up and met with both pair of eyes, teal blue and red with and addition of gold-ember eyes that I recognized before.
" 'Sup, Kuroko, Kagami...and, blondie?"
...
Madam Red office(Madam Red pov)
I was deep in concentration...feeling my mind was in a deep trance as I concentrated intently.
"Huh..." I exhaled loudly as I didn't realized I had held my breath for a second. I brought my right hand in front as I slowly grasped the object that was lying innocently in front of me...but wait!
My left hand suddenly and dramatically grabbed my right wrist and pulled it backward. I was shocked and my hand suddenly turned into a tug-of-war as my right hand tried to grab the said object and my left hand was pulling my right hand away from it.
I gritted my teeth in frustration; feeling contemplated between right and left...WHO SHOULD WIN THIS TIME!
A drop of sweat rolled down beside my face as I noticed the object was moving hazard-ly downward, as it perched dangerously on the window, balancing between safety and death.
A sudden loud slam of my door startled me and the object tilted...to death!
I quickly brought my head out from the window and looked down as I saw it fall down towards the unsuspected car and splat!
"NOOOOOOOOO!" I brought my hand out and open my palm out as if I was summoning it to come back to me.
I placed my open palm to my chest and gripped it tightly, my red coat creased lightly with my sudden action. My head suddenly blasted a particular song as I looked up to the dark sky.
"Come back home, come back home
Come baby baby twinkie, come come baby, come home...my twikies...extra sugar..." I sang desperately and I heard a loud chuckled behind me. My secretary, Caley, with her pastel coloured suit and skirt, standing with a small smile while a holding a blue folder in her hand.(Reference= 2ne1-come back home)
"What?" I asked weirdly and rubbed my wrinkled coat slowly.
"Seriously? Come back home? Since when you listen to K-pop?" she asked and placed the file on top of the brown mahogany desk that was scattered with even more folders that was piling up.
I groaned inwardly and slouched as I head towards my chair behind the desk.
"Since I had this crazy patient that always shoved me her mp3 and forced me to listen to the songs...Well, my entire patient, coincidently crazy but that one was even crazier than the rest..."I placed my bum on the cushion chair and leaned backward as I placed both of my feet on top of my desk.
"Madam Red!" Caley slapped my legs hard with the files and I hurriedly pulled my legs.
"SHEESH!"
"Your patient is sick...Mentally and no, they aren't crazy Madam Red and both are different things..." she chided while taking each of the file on my desk and arranged it neatly...Such a hard-worker...in the ended I will messed it up again.
"Hey, it does have the same meaning...based on my judgement that is..."
"Judgement skejustment...Don't rely on that alone Madam Red, human still can be wrong, not matter what job they had and no matter how pro they are handling things..." Caley said and take a seat in front of me.
"I know...But, if there was no hope left and my judgement can't be used, what should I do then?" Caley red lips curved into a small smile.
"Just do what 'she' tell you..." I shook my head and laughed out loud.
"Haha, funny...A therapist seeks advice from a patient...Ironic..."
Caley stood up suddenly and looked at me straight.
"Hope can never disappear...It is hidden and it's up to you to find it and maybe, it was in front of you all along but you can see it clearly...right?" she smiled and turned her back as she headed slowly towards the door.
"Oh, here" she threw something and my hand quickly grabbed it.
I opened my palm and a smile creeps slowly towards my lips.
"Did Kathy give this?" I asked.
I saw her smirked and she walked out from the room.
"Sheesh, you could just say yes for once..." I looked down to my hand and saw the writing,
New Twinkies
Organic with no sugar added, o'll natureL!
My eyes widen,
"NOOO!THIS ABOMINATION!" I screamed in despair and hatred and threw it outside the window with precision as I pretend that I was some basketball player.
"I NEED TO CLEANSE MYSELF!HUARGHH!" I ran outside...not before Caley showed up with two, big and buffed security man and dragged me into the office.
"DAMN IT WOMAN!" I think I need a therapist...
...Tbc...
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