3A/N: I now have a page for my OCs~ WHOOP WHOOP. It's on my profile if you want to see what Tokie looks like ^^
Sitting upon a tree branch, I watched Yoshimori chase after a puny insect ayakashi while twirling one of four of my daggers. "Get back here!" Yoshi called to the ayakashi.
"Ya, havin' fun there, Yoshimori?" I teased with a smirk.
"Shaddup!" Still chasing the soon-to-be menace, Yoshi looked as if he had an epiphany, "Hey, why aren't you helping hunt ayakashi?!" Yoshi saw the ayakashi go around a corner and huffed, "Ugh, never mind!" With that, he disappeared out of my sight.
Barking a laugh, I leaned back against the tree's trunk, "Oh, he's so fun to mess with!" Hearing a crash and a cry of pain from Yoshi, I decided to get off my ass and actually see if he was all right. Jumping down from the tree and landing in a crouch, I took off in a sprint to see what the hub bub was. Once reaching the corner and looking around it, I saw Yoshi on the ground, cradling his face in pain, and a green kekkai in front of him with the tiny ayakashi in it. Hakubi, who was laughing at the poor teen's dispense, and Tokine weren't that far off from where the raven haired boy sat. I shook my head and walked forward to stand beside Yoshimori, "You should really learn to watch where you're going, Yoshi. You'll end up getting a concussion at this rate."
"Oh, sweetie!" Hakubi laughed out. "You missed it! Oh, it was marvelous," the black and white ghost dog then continued to laugh.
Tokine had a soft smile as she eased her arm from the ketsu position, "That's why I keep telling you to be aware of your surroundings. Danger is always lurking close around you."
Madarao had an exasperated look upon his visage while Yoshi had a river of tears going down his face, "You're the only danger around here!" Tokine ignored him as she used tenkestu to remove the remains of the ayakashi.
Smirking, I turned to start my rounds of the school, "I'll see you guys in a bit," I called over my shoulder with a wave. "Oh, Yoshi," the teen perked up and turned to face me. Turning my head around, a smirk still in place, I said, "Be careful, and don't run into any more kekkais now, ya hear me?" I turned and continued on, hearing the sounds of Yoshimori raging and Hakubi laughing his non-existent ass off.
The next morning, Tokine and I stepped through the gates to walk to school. Looking back inside to our mother, my older sister called, "Bye, we're leaving now!"
I looked to our left and saw Yoshi walking towards us. "Morning, Yoshi," I greeted with a bit of a grin.
Tokine looked to Yoshi, sighed, and gained an annoyed look, "As always, you're wearing that sulky look on your face." With that, she turned and started walking away.
"Hey, don't sigh after looking at someone's face!" Yoshi cried, offended, and chased after my older sibling.
"Tch, married couple," I grumbled, walking after the two. Is it sad that I can see above both their heads? I mean, it's completely normal for a fourteen year old to be 5'11", right?! ... I'm a mutant... There's no point in denying it...
Tokine's voice brought me out of my minor depression, "Stop following," she ordered, barely turning her head to Yoshi.
With his arms crossed and looking away, my fellow eighth grader replied, "I can't help it; we do go to the same school, ya know."
"I go to high school; you go to middle school. Both have different buildings and entrances."
"The academy is all on the same grounds."
"Fine then," my sister relented. "Just don't talk to me during the day, think you could handle that?"
Yoshi looked a little shock, "Uh, yeah, but you and I are talking right now, so I guess you're okay with that."
Tokine stopped walking and whirled around to face Yoshi, "What a pest! Stop harassing me first thing in the morning; what is your problem?!" She stomped towards him and towered over Yoshi, "Are you holding a grudge because I won last night?"
"Um, no, not really..."
"Then what?!"
Looking away, Yoshi replied, "All I'm tryin' to do is walk to school." The raven haired kekkaishi looked in front of him to notice Tokine disappeared, "Wha?!" He looked over and saw her jumping on the rooftops to get to school instead, "Hey!" The lad gained a smirk, "Heh, I'm pretty good at goin' that route, too." With that, he jumped away and I was left alone.
"Geez, how petty could those two be?" I asked myself before taking the normal way to school. Once I had reached the gates, I saw Yoshi frozen in horror with Hiromu looking at the teen weirdly. "Good God, what happened this time?" I asked the curly haired brunette, stopping in front of my lifelong neighbor.
"I dunno," Hiromu replied. "I got here and I saw Tokine Yukimura walking through the gates with him looking like this."
I ran a hand through my choppy hair and sighed heavily, "Dumbass." With a shake of my head, I said, "Later, Hiromu, I gotta get to class." Hearing the goodbye of my friend, I entered the Karasumori Middle School building.
Once the break between classes started, I headed over to Yoshi's class with Tomonori and Hiromu. "Yo," I called to the three of them, only to notice Yoshimori was asleep. Again. "Geez, this kid," I muttered. Looking to Tomonori, I inquired, "How does your teacher deal with this hot mess?"
"Mr. Kurosu tries waking Yoshi, but normally just leaves him after he falls back asleep," the brunette with glasses replied.
"Man, and he's still sleeping?" I asked, staring at the snoring teen.
"No, I'm not," the lad the three of us were watching grumbled out.
"Wha?" Tomonori set his hands on Yoshi's desk to look closer, "Sleep talking? He holds conversations in his sleep? That's just creepy."
That last sentence seemed to snap a chord within the sleeping Yoshi, "Creepy?!" Pushing himself to a stand, Yoshi grabbed Tomonori by the front of his uniform and lifted him to stand as well, "Tell me, Tomonori! Do you think I'm creepy?" Why the Hell was Yoshi crying?!
"Uh, yeah..." Tomonori replied honestly. "Somewhat..."
I guess Tomonori crushed Yoshimori's heart because Yoshi released the bespectacled boy and proceeded to cry into his pillow. Talk about dramatic... "Oh no, I am creepy!"
I turned to Hiromu, "How often does this happen?"
"Eh, it's not too bad," the curly headed teen replied. "He mostly just sleeps." Gaining a thoughtful look, Hiromu turned to the still sobbing lad, "Hey, Yoshimori, do you know that high school girl Tokine Yukimura?"
Yoshi abruptly stopped crying and turned to look at Hiromu with a quirked eyebrow, "Why the sudden interest in her?"
"I saw you talking with her, so I thought you two were close."
"I talk to her all the time; she's just a neighbor."
I looked to Hiromu with a raised eyebrow, "Did you not know that she's my sister?"
Hiromu looked as if he hit the goldmine, "Man, you guys are that close with her?! I had information sources right under my nose!" The excited teen dug through his bag and got out a little book, "So what are her hobbies?"
"Her hobbies?" Yoshi asked in confusion.
Tomonori gave a small grin and leaned on his left hand, "Watch out. This is Hiromu, the information nerd."
Hiromu leaned in his face with a frown, "That's information wizard," the defensive lad corrected. Turning back to Yoshi, Hiromu struck a pose, "You're lookin at Hiromu Tabata, Karasumori's walking data bank!"
"Right, and now that we've established that, you wanna know her hobbies because...?" Yoshi trailed off, waiting for an answer.
"You don't know?" Hiromu asked, a little shocked. "She's incredibly popular. Guys around here consider her to be the ideal girl."
"Ugh, don't remind me!" I cried. "I'm always asked if I can give her someone's gift or put in a good word or something!" I complained. Why does Yoshi look like someone crushed one of his cakes?
"She's so pure and lovely," Hiromu read from his book. "Beautiful like a delicate white lily. And her silky, flowing hair holds the mystery of the Orients." Looking up, Hiromu continued to read the gag worthy things written about my older sister, "On top of that, she's decent, honorable, and intelligent. She treats everyone with equal compassion and kindness. It's like she's the Florence Nightingale of our time." Looking back to his book, he commented, "By the way, I hear some male teachers are among her admirers as well."
"WHAT?!" Yoshi cried as he stood from his seat.
Hiromu looked to me and the silently fuming Yoshi, "So you guys are close with her, huh? Got any juicy details?"
Yoshi looked away with a pout, "No, I do not."
I tilted my head, "What do ya mean by juicy, Hiromu?"
Hiromu looked at me, "What's the family life like? I heard there were only four of you: grandmother, mother, and you two, but I didn't know you were the fourth when I had heard about it. Did your dad die?" Blunt as always, the little shit.
"That's enough," Yoshi ordered. Hiromu looked at Yoshi. "I have a really big problem with people who lack telepathy." With that, Yoshi walked out of the classroom and down the hallway.
"What he meant was sensitivity, right?" Tomonori questioned.
"Who knows, I'm not a mind reader," Hiromu replied.
"Eh, he's not the brightest crayon in the box," I told the two.
Tomonori and Hiromu looked from me to each other then shrugged, "Guess you're right," they said simultaneously.
I smirked before turning to leave, "I think I'll head back to my classroom now, get a head start on the homework we were assigned." With a wave over my shoulder, I called, "See ya." I heard their replies while heading down the halls.