~~~My Home Life~~~ ( Boy x Boy Story )

~Prologue~

I'm running through the backyard, attempting to get away from my older sister, though ultimately failing so. I end up tripping over a root from our tree. That tree has been there since the dawn of time. Or... At least as long as my 9 year old brain can remember.

My sister ends up jumping on me, crushing me. I scream "Get off me! Your hurting me!" Sara laughs and gets off me. She then grins an evil grin "I caught you, that means you got to play tea party with me. I start crying "No! I don't want to!" She just laughs "A deal is a deal Kiki".

Kiki was the nickname she gave me when we were both too young to know how to talk properly.

A half hour later and Sara managed to persuade me to put on a pink puffy dress and play tea party with her.

And honestly... I kinda liked doing this. I just pretended not to. I liked playing tea party with my sister. All the while we "Spill the Tea".

Me and Sara were only two years apart. She was eleven, and me nine. Therefore we got along fairly well, we of course still fought and argued from time to time. That's what all siblings do. But me and her had an inseparable bond, we both cared greatly for each other and took care of each other when our parent were busy.

Three years later and I'm twelve now, Sara is fourteen. We still get along, actually, we get along even more now. I'm not sure how that is possible, we are the opposite genders, we should have so many differences. But honestly, Im still super close with her.

She boy talks and gossips a lot. I sit there and listen then tell her about my own gossip. She does her makeup, and I sit there observing, wanting more and more everytime to try some on myself. And so much for like that.

We both love fashion and being with the times. We both know all the fashion rules and follow them.

Even though I am more in the category of 'Feminine' I never really acknowledge it.

Until I decided to try some of Sara's makeup. She helped me with all the steps, and in the end I was looking fabulous. That was when my dad walked in, looking furious. He looked me dead on the eye and stomped over to me "I'm sick of this Akihiko, I've let this go on for too long". My mother was in the doorway, with an apologetic look on her face, as if she was apologizing for her husband's, my dad's behavior.

I was pretty confused though, I had a puzzled look on my face as my dad sat me down on the couch and faced me. He sighed, "Look, Akihiko, your a dude, not a girl. You got to stop acting like a, a" I waited for him to continue, scared of the outcome. He sighed once more "Stop acting like a homosexual"