Rebellion against family

Unexpected guests

A warm sunbeam snuck past the curtains into Manami's room. Once again Aya and herself, fell asleep watching a movie in her room. Her eyes fluttered, fingertips reaching over to locate her sister warmth. Pulsing warmth met the tips of Manami's fingers, making a small smile form on her lips, pulling the warm source closer. Softly Manami felt Aya curled up close within her arms, nuzzling softly into her shoulder seeking the warmth. Manami ran her fingers gently through Aya's long ebony hair, twirling the ends around her fingers. The small sunbeam grew in size, as if someone was moving the curtains. A pair of cold fingers started poking at Manami, playing and pulling at her cheeks. She growled softly, not happy about being woken up.

"Wake up da-ze~!" The voice cooed. Manami recognised the voice, eyes shooting open rapidly. Instantly she didn't hesitate to pull out the weapon from underneath her pillow, anxiety hit her like a rock recently thus enticing her to keep a weapon within reach. Her weapon of choice, a pistol aimed at the boy's head. Manami snaked her arm around Aya, keeping her close and far away from the person in her room.

"Get. Out!" She howled angrily. The boy refused to move, even jump at the sight of the gun. Simply he smiled at her.

"Manami~! Why are you so mean now da-ze! He whimpered, making a fake pout. Manami glared, not allowing her façade to break.

"Ever since you and that animal joined the mafia Yong Soo" she scowled. She glared up at Yong Soo, who was trespassing in her room. If it wasn't for Aya being present she would have shot him without hesitation. She felt something shuffle in her grip and whimper, Aya was awake and stared at Yong soo.

"Good morning Yong soo" she smiled softly, not concerned whatsoever. Manami sighed and rolled her eyes. Ignorance is bliss as they always say, well at least that saying applies now. Manami looked down at her sister, gun still pointed at Yong Soo. Aya was now fully awake, her ignorance fading. Manami felt Aya cling to her clothing tightly, her small hands shaking violently. Placing her hand over Aya's head, she spat at him.

"Leave!" She hissed, her finger applying pressure to the trigger slightly. This was enough to dismiss Yong Soo from her room, giving her time to calm her sister. She placed the gun on the nightstand, wrapping her arms around her protectively and softly sung to her. The sniffling which filled Manami's ears faded, becoming light whimpers. Manami looked at her, Aya's eyes met hers, they were clouded by her tears. Manami wiped them away and pecked her nose softly.

"I'll protect you, just stay by my side" she cooed softly. Aya nodded, making a small smile form on her lips. Carefully they both got up, the gun once again securely in her hands, they both walked out to see who else was around. Just as Manami had suspected in the corner was Yong Soo, along with another male.

"Great...the animal is here too" Manami groaned, pointing the gun. The man growled before opening his mouth to speak.

"I do have a name last time I checked" he scoffed, glaring daggers in her direction. Yong soo walked over to him and whispered something to him, causing him to groan and pinch the bridge of his nose.

"Always a hassle dealing with you hyung soo" Manami huffed. She just glared at them both, having Aya hide behind her. Hyung soo didn't act, he just glared at her while Yong soo attempted to make peace. Pretty difficult when Manami hated them both equally. Aya tugged on Manami's sleeve, looking up at her pleadingly.

"I'm hungry..." she whimpered softly. Manami looked at her softly, ruffling her gentle hair. Manami turned to see the twin brothers bickering and quickly walked out of the house with Aya. She sighed, the cold brisk air pressing against them like flat blades. Manami looked behind to see Aya shivering, her small figure shaking furiously. She giggled and wrapped her arms around her, attempting to keep her warm. They stopped by a small pop up cafe, buying some croissants. They were warm and filled Manami with some hope of ridding her small home from the mafia members bickering inside. She groaned thinking of a plan to get them to leave. Nothing came to mind except violence.

"Why don't we fake our deaths?" Aya suggested, noticing her thinking. Manami looked down from her thinking trance, a small smile forming on her face.

"Brilliant idea Aya!" She smiled, cuddling her sister tightly. Only problem to solve next was how do they fake their own deaths?

// admin here! I'm sorry this chapter is a little short and I haven't posted in a while, school is hitting me hard with work so I'll try to post more chapters soon!