Children of a gayer breed

Seven

Chacha never seemed to be around when Jenna would play with the band. "Uncle You" was her favorite dress up partner. Today You was dressed up as a royal prince and Jenna was a regal queen. Dad didn't help when it came to dress up. If Jenna wanted it, Gackt got it for her. He got her dresses in all the guys' sizes, including him, dresses for her and I, and as many props she needed. Jenna had anything she ever needed for dress up. Today she had fake swords, crowns, a gowns to play with You.

"But moooooooom. I don't like princess Jun-ji," You wailed as he played with Jenna.

"The princess is who I picked you to marry," Jenna waved a wand around to show how "royal" she was and said, "As queen you has to do as I say!"

"Oh princey!!" Jun-ji pranced into the room dressed from head to toe as a princess.

"Uncle You! Kiss you princess!!" She demanded.

Both men looked at each as if to say, "I'm body kissing you." Dad walked into the room and you could see the boys relax. Dad smiles and said, "oh majesty Queen Jenna! May I, your humble servant, take prince You and princess Jun-ji for a day out on your kingdom?"

"Hehehehe. Daddy Gackt, your silly," she smiled as the boys left. She thought for a minute and asked, "Where is Rita?"

"In her room with Chirolyn," he smiled as he took You and Jun-ji.

I could hear every word they said, but did not want to be disturbed. Chacha and I had another fight last night. He said I was too risky for Gackt. Bull crap! I didn’t affect dad’s work at all. Daddy didn’t care that I was around. He was still going to work, doing his job, and stuff like that. Chacha just hates me.

“Rita?” Jenna called from my doorway “Are you sad Rita?”

“No Jenna,” I lied, “I’m just tired. Whats up buttercup?”

“Daddy Chacha wants you. He said it’s important,” Jenna smiled but all I could do was frown. Oh great, another fight with Chacha was about to be thrown down.

I walked along the hallways of the Camui mansion with a somber look on my face. I was not in the mood for this crap. Chacha was in the living room with his legs crossed and his glare on me. I knew it. I looked a him and said, "What is it now, stepmother?”

“First, I have a name, and secondly, there is a boy waiting for you in the kitchen,”  Chacha snarled at me.

“A boy?” I asked curiously. I walked into the kitchen and yelled to Chacha, “What kind of-” I was taken back as I saw a twiggy like blonde boy standing in my kitchen. He smiled at me and I asked, “Who are you?”

“Ah!” Dad came in and grabbed my shoulders, “Rita, this is Yohio. Yohio, this is Rita.”

“She is more beautiful then you said, Oniichan. I’m sure she will make beautiful music,” Yohio smiled warmly at me. It was actually very creepy.

I turned to look at dad in disgust. I was shocked at what he was doing. I could slap him I was so mad. I paused for a moment and asked, “Are you trying to hook me up, for a record deal?”

“No,” He said sarcastically. He was lying, for the next thing he said was, “Why? Do you like him?”

“Dad!!!” my eyes began to tear up and I screamed at dad, “How could you?!?!?!” I ran from the room. He was using me to make a record deal and i knew it. I thought he cared. Tears streamed from my eyes as I ran to my room, locking the doors behind me. I fell to my bed and wept like crazy. I can’t believe he was going this to me. I thought me loved me.

I was crying my heart out when there was a knock on my window. It was Chacha. He smiled softly at me. He never smiled at me, so I let him into my room. He came and sat on my floor. He sighed and said, “You met Yohio didn’t you?”

“Why do you care?” I sniffled helplessly.

“Because I don’t want you mad at your father. He didn’t mean anything bad from it,” Chacha said as he got closer.

I slapped his hand away as he reached for my hair. I cried out, “Didn’t mean anything?!?! He was trying to hook me up for money!!!”

“No,” Chacha said calmly. He sat by me and combed my hair back, but this time I let him. He said, “Your father was worried when you came home with that old man. He thought if you had a boyfriend to walk you home, you would be safer. And the record deal was for you, not for your father. He wanted you to make more money. He was trying to make your life better. Trust him Ri-”

Before Chacha could finish I leaned into his arms and cried. I was too foolish to see what dad was doing and yelled at him. How stupid can I be?! Chacha held me and showed the first sign of real love toward me. He pet my head and let me weep. I felt like I had a mother again as Chacha’s hair brushed my nose when he rest his head on mine. I sniffled and cried softly, “Th-Thank you,” I paused, “Chacha.”

“You can call me mom,” He chuckled, “Jenna does because Gackt is daddy.”

“Yes,” I paused and looked up at Chacha, “mom.”