Kokichis pov (aged eight)
I skipped home happily as I held mommy's hand. I just had a wonderful day at school. We painted pictures and played jump rope. I still haven't managed to make any friends but that's ok. After all I have a wonderful family to return to.
Most of all my big sister.
"ibukiiii" I yelled as I ran inside. I was met with blaring music. Curious I went upstairs and peaked inside.
Ibuki was strumming on a guitar with headphones on. I could hear her humming a tune to herself. I snuck up and gently patted her on the shoulder.
"ibuki!"
"yah!" ibuki jumped and looked over at me "oh its just you kokichi"
I nodded happy "what you doing sissy?"
"I'm writing music!" she said happily "I've decided to call this one I've squeezed the baby out but I have no idea who the father is!"
"nehehe that's funny" I giggled "do you think I could play music too?"
"of course kichi. You can do anything you put your mind too" she pulled me onto her knee "here I teach you how to strum this little baby"
And so we spent the rest of the afternoon playing guitar and enjoying music together.
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miodas little brother
FanfictionIbukis little brother kokichi mioda the ultimate remixer is the most important thing to her but will she feel the same way once she's given into Dispair?
