Bombshell Americano: Sk8 The Infinity

Chapter 2: Moved In

"Hey stupid. Welcome to Okinawa!" My brother smiled, as I pouted slightly at his greeting. It had been a whole year since the last time I saw him; However, that was during the holidays so that didn't really count. The last time my brother visited without reason was... well... never. He had lived in Japan for nine whole years, and not once had I visited him. Granted, I picked up Japanese from him during that time, but still.

"Come on! I'm your sister have some compassion with me!!" I sighed, as we walked to bag claim. As I watched the suitcases go around the conveyer belt, my brother started to speak again.

"I have more than enough compassion for you. If I hated you, I wouldn't have accepted for you to live with me." He commented, giving me a quick smile, "I have a room all ready for you. The movers came in yesterday with your stuff, so all your crap is in your room. It's right next to mine, so you can sleep with me like you did when you were little~" He cooed, making an embarrassed blush appear on my cheeks. "Remember when you were really little, and you said you wanted to marry your big bro~ Well now you get to live with him! Isn't that just something?!"

"You speak another word, and I will make sure no girl will ever love you again." I threatened, putting my sadist side away as quickly as it slipped. My brother's smile only extended.

"There she is. You know better than to hide your real self from me. You're able to do it with ma, but while you're with me, I don't want you to filter, as you usually do." My brother spoke, as my hands tightened around the straps of my backpack. I spoke a soft sorry, before my brother spoke again, "I know you don't like that side of yourself all that much, (Y/N). However, your mean spirited side is still part of you."

"But what if she's not?" I asked.

"Then you need to ask yourself who you truly are. That's all there is to it, you know?" Smiling up at him, my (E/C) eyes landed on a similar pair. My brother and I looked pretty alike. After all, we took after my mother. "I'm going to get the car. Come out whenever you're ready, okay?" Nodding, he kissed my forehead lovingly, before leaving the airport. I continued to wait for my bag to show itself. When my eyes finally landed on it, I took a few steps forward to take it. Grabbing my suitcase, I thought about what my brother said.

"Excuse me, I believe that is my bag." A crisp voice resonated, as I was instantly snapped out of my thoughts. A man with royal blue hair and gleaming red eyes came into view. His hair was slicked to the side, and his business suit hugged around his body. After a moment of looking at him dumbly, I realized that the bag, indeed, wasn't mine. My suitcase had a large sticker on it, while the one in my grasp did not.

"I'm so sorry! I really didn't know, honest!!" Letting him take it, my bag finally made itself known. As I was about to take off, I looked back at the suspicious looking man. His aura, for some unknown reason, seemed off to me. Nevertheless, it never hurt anyone to sincerely apologize. "I am sorry for almost stealing your bag. As you can see, we have the same one. I guess... I wasn't paying too much attention. Anyway, um... bye... I guess." I kicked myself, over and over again, feeling like the most incompetent person on the planet Earth. And honestly, he thought so too. Stuffing the suitcase into my brother's car, I jumped into the front seat before fastening my seatbelt.

"You sure took your sweet time." My brother teased, as a small, embarrassed blush covered my cheeks.

"Shut up..." He drove away from the airport. My eyes trailed out the window, as I looked at nothing in particular, "So, when does school start?"

"It starts in two days for you. You'll have fun, I'm sure." I hummed from the thought, letting the car become silent again, "... Besides school (Y/N), did you want to do anything else in Okinawa?" He asked, as I shrugged my shoulders. This soon annoyed him, however, he wasn't done yet. "Hey (Y/N), did you bring your skateboard?" I hesitated, knowing the answer. However, my brother read my expression quite well. "Couldn't let it go, huh? Don't worry, I get it."