40Before we start our journey I have something to tell all of you. Cough, cough, cough. First While typing this I am or was eating a Cup of Roman.
Second, for all the little pixy readers that review my stories, here you go, you get you _ way ( insert any word you would like. It's no longer bold-ed. Just for _ you! :(
On a safer note I separated my shoulder so it was hard to type and I had a bad case of writers block and i had to un-bold every little word for you stupid Pixi readers. So I apologize for the late update.
Chapter 7
'So this is going to be my room.' Toshiro thought while he looked around the empty room. The walls were white, the door just plain wood. He stared at the blank walls and his attention turned to the large double windows framing a double door exits on the other side of the room. He walked toward the doors, put both hands on one of the handles, turning them slowly he opened them leading to a large sized balcony. He walked over to the adage, and look down.
"What a painful fall that would be." He attempted to whisper to himself.
" I would agree, so don't fall off." He turned around to see his father. "This room is pretty blank."
"Thanks for the obvious, dad." The young prodigy said to his father. His father's response was ruffling his hair.
"Here help me unpack the kitchen utensils and I'll put your bed in. Sound like a plan." His father offered.
"Sure I guess, but what about the walls?"
"Don't worry about that tell tomorrow. Will go get the paint then and have a little " fun" painting the house." He father replied with the evil smirk on his face.
"I don't even want to know what you're planing." His father just ruffled his hair again.
"Boys!" He heard his mother call his from the kitchen witch was two stories down from where he and his father were.
"Coming!" They both yelled in unison. They both knew if they didn't get down they would never here the end of it while the women took himself and his father down by the ears.
Once downstairs they met up with the said women, she was in an apron putting what looked like Pasta
on the table. The table was set was set for six people. Toshiro thought for a moment. 'Me, Dad, Mom, Rangiku, and her Dad. Who else is going to be here?'
"Whats wrong Hun?" The young boys mother asked.
"Um, it's nothing. Don't worry about it." He replied, confusion still lingering in his voice.
He decided to sit next to his father, which separated him from his mother. Rangiku soon came in with her father and another women. She was tall, maybe around five eight – five nine, long strawberry red hair that flowed with waves all the way down to her lower back. Her eye's were anything but normal, a light majestic light purple, sparkling without any assistance from light. It was Rangiku's mother, Kallen.
Toshiro thought nothing of the women other than It was his cozens mother. She walked up to the young boy, knelt down and through her arms around him. Toshiro's eye narrowed in confusion.
"Why are you hugging me?" The prodigy asked.
"Because I missed you silly. Aw, you grew. You're so adorable." She yelled in a baby voice.
"I'm NOT adorable." He looked at his father. They shared a quick glance, witch his father nodded to as if to give permission. " I'm sexy."
Everyone in the room laughed except for Rangiku. She stood there confused out of her mind.
"What does 'sexy' mean?" She then asked.
"Something you don't need to know." The young prodigy stated. All of the adults laughed knowing that not even he should know.
"Why not?" The girl wined.
"Because I said so, and you are way to young." He ordered.
"You can't boss me around, and I'm older than you are so I have the right to know."
"Actually he's right, you are to young. But on the other hand so is Toshiro. So how do you know what it means?" His uncle replied.
" Because I'm a white hair evil genius, Boa-ha-ha!" He ended his little quote with his evil. It cause laughter among the adults.
" Does this mean you already gave your son 'the talk'?" Both Toshiro's mother and father froze. They never thought about that topic. They thought it would be way too early to let him know about 'those things'.
"Actually we haven't." The young boy's father implied embarrassingly, his right hand scratching the back of his head.
"The talk? What talk? Are you talking about the sex talk? If so I already know what it is so no thank you. Let's not make it awkward for me in my parents, shall we?" The young boys stated. The four adults in the room looked at the young boy.
"Who told you about this?" His father then asked breaking the moment of silence. The other tree adults were waiting for his answer. Rangiku still stood confused.
"Hm, lets just say you shouldn't be laying this out in view were a seven-year-old can see it." His voiced had a hint of annoyance as he stared completely at his father. His father's face started to flush a bright red, knowing what his son has gotten into. " Then having to look it up on the internet to find out what 'it' was."
The other three adult got a good idea what the young boy was talking about. The words that came from his mother to his father next not even Toshiro wanted to repeat. Rangiku's parent's just stud there in shock tell it got so intense they took both of the children out of the room.
Toshiro, later that night got the 'talk' from a bruised written father. And what of Rangiku? Well she kept complaining to her parents, that she to got the 'talk'. She, regretted even asking.
Thank you for reading, R&R! Love you fans. For those of you who do not know what Pixi readers are, they are people who are so stubborn on little things and want it their way, or has problems with stupid little things. PS- I know this was a short chapter, like I said I had writers block. And if you don't know what Toshiro got into, well, I can't help you there.