Teaser: Eika sits at her desk annoyed at everything before deciding to sleep, levitating in the air and curling up into a little ball; she'll leave the thinking for tomorrow...
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Note: {"Foreign Language Speaking"}
*As Japanese is Ryosei's and his little sisters first languages and also Ryosei's defense against being hit on, I will translate at your convenience.
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Ryosei sucked in a shuddering breath, releasing it shakily as he stood in the airport waiting area, nervous.
Today was the day; his little sister, Kocho Fuyumi, was finally coming to America, and him, being the responsible and caring older brother he is, was waiting for her so he could take her to his and Eika's residence.
A small smile crept up his face as he thought of the time they had spent together as children, fondly recollecting all the years of fun and laughter—he couldn't wait to see her again...
Though Ryosei was oblivious to it, he unwittingly attracted stares from passersby who saw him, the numerous human faces blushing or eyes widening at the young adult who stood there with a sign written in a foreign language, a lovely, gentle, sweet smile on his pretty face.
Some of the young girls who saw him stopped altogether, openly staring at him with bright red blushes on their faces of varying beauty. One of the girls, a red head, nudged another one of their pairing forward, a smile on her face as she looked at the blond and murmured slyly, "Go get him Anita!"
Anita, a girl with honey-blond hair and chocolate brown eyes, was shocked, her lovely chocolate orbs widening as with a blush on her fair skin she exclaimed, "W-What?! Why me Laura?! C'mon, I'm nowhere near his league—"
"If you're not near his league, no one is! C'mon, a little talking won't do any harm, and besides, say you need directions to one of the terminals!"
Laura all but pushed Anita to where Ryosei stood, her expression mischievous; she really didn't mean any harm, it's just that Anita had lately been depressed since her boyfriend broke up with her, leading Laura, her wingwoman, to find a way to cheer her up.
In her mind, a couple one-night stands with a few hots guys, and maybe Anita would find more confidence in herself again; so, she took her to the airport as she was picking up her younger cousin, dragging Anita out of her house to "scope out the dudes" at the airport.
Truthfully, she hadn't expected much since Anita hardly looked at anyone, let alone guys since the break up, her habit of not caring about any guys aside from her guy friends and her ex still prevalent in her attitude. Then, all of a sudden, she looks up and starts blushing as this uber gorgeous guy, finally showing attraction to a member of the opposite sex after four months?
Laura didn't see the sudden attraction as odd or weird; in her mind, it was a golden opportunity!
Anita stumbled to where Ryosei was, her face staining more so with blush now that her proximity to him had further increased.
The man was tall, over six foot it seemed, with a slim, yet prevalently muscular figure that was shockingly emphasised by his clothes that consisted of a white dress shirt, a casual gray suit jacket, black dress pants and, oddly enough, red converse.
He had gleaming, pale hair that on closer inspection was an extraordinarily pale ash, like the white ash that would flutter from the flames of a fire before dancing to its grave. His eyes where heavily lashed with the same color as his hair, his eyes as bright as an ocean and twice as deep in its beauty and depth.
Thin, slightly pink lips were curved into an adoring smile in the canvas of high cheekbones, pale skin, a strong jawline, a round chin, and an overall captivating fusion of minor European and by the looks of it Asian features in his face that added to his quality of beauty astoundingly.
Suffice to say, he looked like a model from Heaven; an angel sent to rid mankind of its sins.
Anita felt even more self-conscious in the face of his breathtaking looks, a deep, deep sense of insecurity that had only been watered by her boyfriends rejection of her for a prettier, lovelier girl beginning to bloom even more; what was Laura thinking?
There was no way she, a girl who was so ugly that even her own boyfriend would throw her away for someone more suitable, could ever attract the interest of a beautiful man who far surpassed her ex in looks.
Anita felt an odd sense of despair in seeing him, and tears began to well in her eyes—but she forced them down. Just because she had long since suppressed her emotions in response to the break up didn't give her an excuse to approach someone so beautiful like him—
{"Are you okay, miss?"}
Anita flinched, her brown eyes widening as she looked to the man who had spoken reflexively to her and in Japanese. It was the hot dude!
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Ryosei only realized what he did after the words left his mouth.
'SH!T! I just sensed an aura similar to how Eika's gets sometimes, and when I saw her, I thought that maybe I could help cause she kinda had an expression like Eika's... BUT WHY DID I SPEAK IN JAPANESE, SH!T!!'
As he was inwardly panicking, Anita responded with a dumbfounded, "H-Huh? Um, do you speak English?"
Ryosei was silently crying inside as he consigned himself to the act of lying—'I guess I can't speak English anymore. Eigo, nope, what's that?'
{"Um, are you okay now? Eigo? No, I don't speak Eigo well, sorry..."}
Anita was so dumbfounded that she subconsciously went with the stupid plan that Laura suggested.
"U-Um, sir, do you know where terminal... B, is?"
Laura, who was on the sidelines watching over her friend, smacked her forehead at the blunder on her friends part. It was when Anita heard the sound that she then realized that she was already in terminal B, or rather, it was right across the fuxxing hall. 'WHAT AM I DOING?!! STUPID LAURA, NOW I CAN'T STOP IT ALL!!'
Ryosei looked at terminal B, before helpfully responding with a fake smile, {"B? Terminal B? Is it not over there, ma'am? Right there, where you can see it?"}
'The fuxx? Is she just here to hit on me or... wait, what did that friend say? Oh, so she's the friend that was forced into this by the other one... did she just go through a break up? Weird... I mean, she's plenty pretty... I think... Wow, who knew hanging around Eika and other Supernaturals would warp my view on beauty so detrimentally...'
'Though to be fair,' he justified contemplatively, 'Eika is rather unrealistically gorgeous even with her somewhat twisted personality...'
The blond haired girl, Anita, looked down, her cheeks bright red as she apologized profusely for bothering the beautiful man, a look of embarrassment gleaming in her sad brown eyes; she felt and had acted like a complete and utter idiot, and felt like sh!t.
'I wish I could just crawl into a hole and die...'
Ryosei gave a sigh at her expression—now she reminded him of his little sister Fuyumi whenever she got in embarrassing situation; she couldn't remind him of Eika in that aspect, because of how ridiculously shameless Eika often was.
Seriously, once she decked a guy in the face for getting her white crop top that said "QUEEN" in bold dirty before justifying it be saying he had assaulted her to an officer. Of course, the officer, having seen the entire thing, called her out—but she then proceeded to proclaim that any offense to her clothes was an offense to her, and that the actually completely innocent guy was the one in the wrong when she was the one who decked him in the first place.
Ryosei then had to wake up in the middle of the night to hear that his mentor whom he thought was getting chicken nuggets from the local McDonalds just for some human food was arrested and he needed to bail her out—which he did of course, in a sloppily put on rag-tag outfit featuring an anime Ray liked called No Game No Life, untied dress shoes, and Spongebob Squarepants pajama pants.
The female officer that greeted him dropped her walkie-talkie and clipboard when she saw him in a ridiculous outfit that he, by some miracle, was able to pull off nigh-fabulously, with a bright red blush on her somewhat pretty face.
Then, as it turned out, Eika somehow managed to simultaneously befriend and piss off everyone in the holding cell, waving them goodbye like a royal as they yelled at her goodbye's with varying degrees of aggression and adoration from several different genders, ethnicities, and even levels of alcohol intake.
That was an eventful Friday night indeed.
But now was not the time for somewhat fond and yet incredibly annoying memories—he had to comfort this poor girl who was forced into an unfavorable situation from her friend before Fuyumi got here.
So, he gently took her hand, and led the embarrassed girl to Terminal B, a helpful smile on his face as he said in his "best" English accent, {"Terminal B!"} while pointing at it happily.
The girl, Anita, was surprised at his actions and started to mumble apologies yet again when Ryosei decided to break his little charade—he didn't like having to lie to an innocent, heart broken girl who had chosen the wrong time to be at the airport when she was with her wingwoman friend.
The girl interrupted his confession of truth as she exclaimed, "I-I'm sorry Mister Foreigner, sir! My friend asked my to try hitting on you—and I know you likely don't understand me—but please forgive my idiocy in listening; I am at fault in this! I didn't mean to inconvenience you... I'm sorry for being a bother..."
Little fact about Ryosei: he was weak to honest people that were too nice for their own good; people like his little sister or this random girl always made him wanna help them. He sighed yet again, noting the girls flinch at the sound as he contemplated when he'd become so soft.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's alright—I get you. Anita, was it? Yeah, I heard you and your friend there, so I instinctively started talking in Japanese; sorry about that. But," he lowered himself down to her level, a small smile on his face as he returned, "thank you for coming clean, I appreciate your honesty. So, since we were both deceiving each other, let's agree that there is no bad feelings, okay? Good! Now, I need to pick up my little sister, so bye, Miss Anita!"
Ryosei turned at that, leaving behind a blushing girl that exclaimed, "Y-You knew English the entire time?!"
He just laughed and casually replied right back at her, "Try Terminal C or D next time Miss Anita—you might have better luck scoring a guy! I assure you, with your looks and what I've seen from your personality, I guarantee them ordinary folks would fall for it hook, line, and sinker. See ya!"
And so, Ryosei left the young woman and her friend in shock; who would've thought that a pretty guy who was like an angel in looks was actually as devious as a devil!
And who would've thought that the devil-boy would be better than an angel-boy in helping Anita get some of her self-confidence back...
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Ryosei had barely gotten back to his spot to receive Fuyumi, checking his watch as she seemed a little late, when he heard the exclamation, {"Big brother! Big brother Ryosei, is that you!"}
He immediately looked up to see his beloved little sister Fuyumi barreling toward him, a smile lighting up his face as he exclaimed in similar Japanese, {"Fuyumi! Hey, yeah, it's me, Ryosei! It's been awhile, huh? Are you doing okay, how's it been?"}
Fuyumi skid to a stop when she saw her older brother, disbelief crossing her pretty face—that was her brother?! Her awkward, shy, long-haired, logical to a fault older brother, greeting her like a normal person, a person who had magically turned into an alpha male with decent style sense and clothes, and on top of that had somehow overcome some of his social anxiety?!
What?!
Impossible!
No way—that beautiful guy who had the same coloration and smile as her dorky older brother but was too attractive to be her older brother was her older brother?!
'Kami-sama!' she thought with a blank smile on her face, 'I'm hallucinating, right? Yeah, I am, I have to be—there's no way my awkward brother has become so ducking charismatic all of a sudden, no way...'
Ryosei's smile faltered, his expression dimming a bit as he asked his stone-shocked sister with concern lacing his baritone voice, {"Fuyumi...? Are you okay—"}
{"Who are you?! Where's Ryosei? Show him, imposter—there's no way my awkward older brother has suddenly become a beautiful man who can speak coherent sentences in regular social settings!"}
It was then a single thought crossed Ryosei's mind as he witnessed his beloved little sister explode with suspicion towards him:
'...Eh?'