A/n ok so everything in bold is in Japanese. I don't know Japanese but there are people speaking Japanese in this book so remember anything bold is in Japanese.
Mirai POVEverything was dark, like usual, except for my computer screen. I heard my brother yelling at me to come down because dinner was ready, but I ignored him. I was so close to beating the level boss and I wasn't leaving my room for anything, not like I did anyways.
"Come on, come on if I beat this level I can finally get the prizes I need to get the dread lion. I can go to the next level and beat-"
I stopped. The computer screen was turned off and I couldn't get it to turn back on. I followed the chord to my brothers hand where he unplugged it. I was about to start yelling at him that I was about to beat the boss and that he had maybe 20 hp left but he put his hand up signaling me to shut up.
"Mirai, you need to get off that chair and go to sleep. You haven't eaten or slept in the past a week and frankly it's scaring me. I know you can go days without eating but this is the longest I've seen it go on and it needs to stop. Go to fucking sleep, please," his voice got softer near the end and it forced my legs to walk to my bed. I laid down as he whispered a soft thank you. Kissing my forehead he closed the door on the way out and I almost instantly fell asleep.
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"Mirai, get the fuck up, you have to pack for your tournament this week!"
What ungodly time is it? Oh, it's one in the after noon... Oh yeah, I'm going to Granny Chiyo's for my tournament in Tokyo. My flights apparently at around four this after noon so I better get going.
Getting ready, I put on my black leggings with loose leather shorts with fur at the end of them. I had a black sweater on with bold white letters and an extremely long and thick yellow scarf. I finished the look off with my black, knee high leather boots and my black shoulder bag that held my laptop, phone, headphones, and other things I would need for the 12 hour flight.
"Yo Mirai, it's almost two thirty we gotta go if we wanna make it to your flight on time!" I yelled back to my brother that I was on my way down the stairs, and of course to stop flipping out.
When we got out the door I saw a moving truck next door and a few people unloading. I didn't get a good look at any of them though because my brother was pushing me into the car. Wow, the only time I'm ever outside of my room and he doesn't even let me stop to smell the roses. Literally. We have a rose garden in our front yard.
The ride consisted of my brother continuously reminding me that he loves me and that if I need anything he is only a call away yada yada yada. I just really wanted to get on my flight and get to Japan because i miss it so much. Whenever I have a gaming competition I stay at my grandmothers with her and my cousins. My grandfather is dead and my aunt died in a car crash while they have no father because of the one night stand they came from.
Getting out of the car my brother gave me a bear hug and told me, once again, that if I needed anything whatsoever he was there for me and would send it. He also said he'll send my school work since I'll be missing the first 2 weeks at school. The tournaments are usually around the same time so each time I come back to Japan I stay for a month. That's one of the reasons I'm so close to my cousins. Another reason is they act as if they are older than me yet they're 7 years old. My brother and I stood there for a few minutes just hugging, and I'm sure we are getting odd looks, but we are close. We used to be closer but somethings happened, and now I'm always holed up in my room. I know he's still worried about me a little but I'm sure it's not to bad.
"Kick their Japanese asses little sis," He whispered to me making me hug him tighter.
"What else is there to do?" I murmured into his chest and he gave me a squeeze before letting go and kissing my forehead, something that's become a habit of his. He gave me a smile and pushed me towards the door. Tears in his eyes, he turned and walked towards the car while I walked into the airport. I won't see him for a month, but we talk every night even though it's morning for the other one of us, and never abandon each other. Even if I'm gone for multiple months, I know I'll come back to a loud household consisting of my brother and I. And of course my golden retrievers, Sakura and Sanako.
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"If those boys touch you call us! We'll come beat 'em up! If they even say anything to you, call Granny Chiyo too and she'll bring her butter sock we'll even-"
I chucked as my younger cousin, the oldest of the triplets Taiyou, reminded me once again this trip of he and his brothers readiness to fight people around me.
The day after tomorrow I'm leaving back for home and today's my last competition, I've won every one before this. Tomorrow, since it's my last full day here, I'm going all around Tokyo and neighboring cities. My last day here I always get to have a lazy day and go shopping since I need to have no energy for the plane ride so I can sleep. I walk around all day going to stores, then stay up all night waiting for my flight. Seeing as that's almost always my favorite day I'll probably be sulking during the competition just to get to tomorrow.
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After shopping in Tokyo, Kyoto, Hakoya, Osaka, and many other cities we got home at around midnight. It's now 2am, and I'm heading to the airport with my cousins clinging to me while sleeping.
We finally arrived and I woke my cousins telling them I had to get my bags. Right after I closed the trunk door, I was immediately dog piled by my cousins Taiyou, Hoshi, and Miki and of course my grandmother. I hugged them tightly then walked to the airport entrance. I looked back at them with sadness in my eyes. Some of the closest family I have and I have to leave again.
With one final glance, I left to fly back across the world.
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