CHAPTER 3 AKITO IS MY BROTHER?

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CHAPTER 3 AKITO IS MY BROTHER?
I fell to my knee's. I didn't know what to say at all. I was surprised from the news. Hatori was hiding it from us the whole time. I thought I was an only child. Since when was Akito my brother? It was weird just to think he was my brother. I was phased. Kyo helped me up. I couldn't stand. Kyo took me back to my room.
" I didn't know why now? Are you mad at me Kyo?"
"No not at all. I'm just I don't know. I'm sorry."
He looked over at me and layed down next to me and pulled me close to him. There was a knock on the bedroom door. Akito opened the door reveiling Kyo and I laying in my bed passed out. Akito couldn't help but smile at us. We had slept all day. Shigure ordered take out since I hadn't cooked.
Akito and Hatori stayed. They wanted to stay a couple days to make sure I recovered. The next morning Kyo and I awoke to a sweet smell of warm syrup. It had woke us up so we had went downstairs to see what was for breakfest. It was Akito making us breakfest. The table was set really fancy like. Hatori sat outside looking for a medicine for Akito and me. Also Kyo as well. Yuki had came downstairs.
"Good morning maria. Did you and Kyo sleep well?"
I smiled and walked into the kitchen and sneaked up behind Akito. I sorta startled him. I threw my arms around Akito. I'm glad he is my brother that im I had never knew about. I offered Akito help with breakfest. I was realeved, The man who gave me all these scars is actually my brother. I didn't know what to say at all.
"Maria when we're done can we go out to the store. I sorta almost used all the milk."
I smiled at Akito. We served breakfest and sat down with the others. I talked to Kyo. Yuki had an awful awkard look on his face. Yuki looked really embaressed. I don't know why. I Queitly stood up and left the room. I took my dishes to the kitchen. Akito came in.
"Are you Okay Maria. You seem to look a little pale. Do you want hatori to look you over."
"Akito i'm so sorry."
"No I shoud be the one to say sorry. I you gave all those scars. I didn't know you were my sister."

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