"DAMNIT!" A voice shouted in his room. He sounded extremely frustrated. This boy was Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu, age of 17 years old.
His best friend stood next to him, trying to calm him down. She called herself a tool, but Fuyuhiko wanted anything but that.
"Young master- please don't cry." Peko Pekoyama said with a sigh. The boy looked up to her in pure anger. "The fuck? I DON'T CRY! I haven't done it since I was 6 and I won't ever do it again! Damnit! You are so dumb you know that?" The small boy fummed, stomping on his foot repeatedly. Peko sighed and watched him without interest.
"You are pouting like a 7 year old. I don't remember you being that age, would you recall?" Peko asked soothingly. She gave a small grin towards the angry boy. Fuyuhiko rolled his eyes and scowled at the taller girl.
He held his head high and stood on his tippy toes.
"Measure again." He mumbled, trying his best to stay like this. Peko only sighed, grabbing the measuring tape and starting the process over again.
"L..like hell am I gonna be... shorter than my sister... a... another year..." The boy mumbled under his breath. Peko took time to measure his height again, feeling bad for the Yakuza boy.She finished once again, rolling the measuring tape up. "On your tippy toes, you are 157cm young master." Peko said with a sigh. "DAMNIT." The boy shouted in fury, kicking the wall.
Thank fuck the wall was thick. Fuyuhiko's parents decided to get these kinds of walls due to their kids having anger issues all the time.
The boy cursed from anger and looked up at the swords woman. He then turned towards his door, hearing a familiar voice. "Big bro it's no use." His younger sister said with a smug look. She laughed and walked into his room.
"W... The fuck do you want?" He asked her, his face red from embarrassment. The girl smirked, pulling her brother next to her. They stood right in front of his mirror, the older boy cringing from the sight.
She was taller than him. You know the saying new year new you? Well Natsumi took that too seriously. She fuckin grew like way too much last year, instantly towering over her older brother. Towering was a bit dramatic but to Fuyuhiko, it wasn't.
She snickered. He hadn't grown since 8th grade. He was smack dab on 5 foot. He forced Peko to exaggerate his height at least a little bit. Fuyuhiko cringed from his overbearing sister, who was 4 whole inches taller than him. To him, it was more like 4 feet taller. Why the fuck was his life so damn horrible?
"Now don't go moping around and shit Fuyu. Ya can't let those shitty people mock you, damnit!" The female said with a snort. Fuyuhiko grunted, turning his head away from his sister.
"You know- I'll always be your lil sister even if I'm taller. Your height doesn't fuckin matter ya hear me?!"
Fuyuhiko nodded without saying a word. "Listen to your sister." Peko said with a straight face. The boy looked at her with a troubled face. "I-" he mumbled before Natsumi interrupted him with her own shouts.
"FUYU JUST DONT FUCKIN THINK ABOUT IT! IT DOESN'T CHANGE YOU AS A DAMN PERSON!" She gave a dangerous face to him, making him uneasy. Damnit. He knew she was there for him, but what the fuck?
"L-listen... Does it- does it really not bother you that I'm smaller than you?" He asked with an uneasy look. His sister only laughed. "You will always be here for me! That's what matters right?" She snickered, ruffling the boy's hair.
"HEY DON'T FUCKIN MOCK ME!" Fuyuhiko practically screamed, his face red from anger. His sister fell to the ground laughing, making Fuyuhiko shake from anger. Peko watched with a small grin.
Siblings will always be siblings.
WHAT THE FUCK HELP ME tbh these r so funny to read over but I got this riiight? Anyways I'ma do a fuyuhiko and Kokichi dice thingy maybeeee
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