Different Kind Of Different

Fresh Off the Hood

*Pramara P.O.V*

Stepping off the airplane, I breathe the crisp scent of a new airport. My ass numb from the constant sitting for 7 hour and 30 mins. I mean it wasn't that bad. The air stewardess was really pretty and the food wasn't so bad (Mum had to order 3 set of food for my twin and I since we eat lot). This wasn't like the airport at home. It doesn't feel stuffy, doesn't smell funny and no tinge of pollution at all.

I like it.

Then again, it's most probably because we're in a different country. Duh, this is Tokyo, not Jakarta. People actually care about their country, unlike our people. I heard Tokyo is quite the spot for ghouls. They have different sort of wards and stuff. Maybe my sister will fit in, after all she's--

"Dumplinggg~ Hurry up! I'm starving!"

...the daughter of satan after all...

My older sister (by 7 minutes) is already walking towards a nearby McDonald with our mother following close by behind her. Glaring my brown coloured eye at her, I stomp my way towards them, catching the same pace as my mother. Our mother, Naomi Yanagi, was a tiny lady, 155 cm approximately, black haired accompanied with black coloured eyes. Her skin is pale, but not deathly pale. She can be scary if she have to but most of the time, she likes to baby us. She was transferred here to Tokyo to work on her new engineering project.

On the other hand, my sister, Amara, is a slightly tanned girl...person...thing. She has a really dark shade of brown filling in as her hair colour and brown eyes, same like me. She likes to dance, take care of flowers, make house music and take care of our family. She's been in charge since Ayah died.

Ayah means father in our language.

I, of course, have the same appearance as her since we both are twins with the exception of my hair being short, being tied as a tiny weeny pony tail. We do everything together, we share most of our interests, such as making music and taking care of our family, even though she doesn't like to admit it.

Mum and I are different from Ayah and Amara because they're--

"Pramaaaaaaaaa~ what do you wanna eat?" Amara called out, her eyes glued to the board menu with its different kinds of burgers from home.

"Eh, I'll just have a cheeseburger. What are you having, Ma?"

"No thanks dearie, I'm full" my mother smiles at me.

"Cheeseburger! Hahahaha! As if~ 2 megamac, upsize please!" Amara beamed her gaze at the cashier guy, making him blush. While we were waiting, I realized how much different we looked from the locals. We're tanner, have bigger eyes and more well built. Probably the genes we got from our Ayah. He wasn't bad looking of course. When we got our order, my sister took the tray and ran to a nearby table. She sits down, unwrap her burger and sprinkle a ton of powder from her bottle. She's about to sprinkle some on the fries before I interrupt her with a "Hey! Don't put those on my food!" which our mother laugh at. After eating our food, we left the airport and pursue our new home. Or apartment actually.

"Maaaaa you never told us where our new home is actually!" my sister cuddles our mother's lap.

"Oh yeah, you haven't told us" I followed, putting my head on top of our dear mother's head.

Ma is sitting in the middle because she's short.

"We'll since Tokyo is divided into ward and we're moving into one of them, I want you kids to do something for me. The ward we're living in will be very special since its ward 20" she reply with a smile.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Alright alright!

First chapter is up! :)

Let's see how this goes~

Thank you for reading :D