---- THE BABYSITTER ----
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Kenzo Turahashi. Rebellious teen, piercings, wild hair. You're typical teenage bad boy. But that all changes the day Kenzo finds out everything is fake.
On his way home from his summer job he was...
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CHAPTER 2 --- Adapting to my new life ---
KENZO POV:
Ever since Haruto has "moved in" my life has done a complete 180. He's like a little kid. He can't cook, throws a tantrum when he doesn't get what he wants, he stays up late into the night watching tv and sleeps till the afternoon. He doesn't like going out and he never wants to eat full meals. Only snacks. But the worst thing is not his eating or sleeping habits. It's how messy he is. It's only been a week and I already want him gone.
We still haven't found a way to get him home yet, not even a head start. And I still have work so it's not like I can spend all my time trying to get Haruto home. For now, I need to get him to be more involved. I'm going to take him shopping tomorrow since it's my day off. I'll try to get him accustomed to his current new way of life.
3RD PERSON POV:
Finding clothes for Haruto was just about Kenzo's biggest struggle in life. The clothes were either too small or too big thanks to Haruto's awkward frame. And when something did fit he found it out to be the most repulsive piece of clothing.
"This is pointless!!"
Kenzo announced in frustration as he ruffled his hair before shuffling through the clothes on the rack once again.
"I don't need clothes, I can just wear yours. "
Haruto stated in a bored tone. He clearly wanted to go home and nap. Forced out of the house against his will, he wasn't exactly happy go lucky right now.
"You're not wearing my clothes. You'll stretch them all out. And I don't have that many clothes to begin with."
Kenzo said as he turned around and made direct eye contact with Haruto. A little glare rested in his eyes.
Both boys stared at each other. Both boys equally annoyed with their situation. Just as Kenzo leaned back down to continue searching, he heard a far off call of his name. Clearly confused he looked around a bit before locking eyes with the person calling him.
