Calling The Reaper

A Families Day

Note:I wanted to tell you all that I will be making a quick chapter about Shichi's family and what they do while she is out of the house. I will be telling this from Shoukku's point of view. Please bear with me if its a little boring.

I had woken up at 6:30 a.m. and gotten up to get dressed. I always got up at 6:30 considering I had to make breakfast for Yoroshii and Shichi. I quickly went into the kitchen and set a pan on the stove. I pulled out some eggs, bacon, and milk from the refrigerator and set them on the counter. I tried to make breakfast as quickly as I could because I knew that in 30 minutes, Yoroshii would be wide awake and hungry. I don't know why he always wakes up at 7 even without an alarm. It was weird to me. If I didn't have an alarm, I'd sleep until noon. I was able to finish in time for Yoroshii to walk into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes.

Yoro:Is breakfast ready yet?

Me:Yep. I just finished making it.

I walked over to the table and set down the food. Yoroshii quickly sat down and made a plate stacked with food. I stared at the door to see if Shichi was going to be up without me telling her to get up for once but no one came. I sighed and went to the bottom of the stairs and yelled.

Me:Shichi! Get down here and eat!

No answer. She must still be asleep. I walked up the stairs and made my way to Shichi's door and knocked.

Me:Shichi! Get up!

When she didn't answer again, I opened the door and looked at her bed. There was a bulge in the sheets and the pillow was on the floor. I walked over to the bed and shook the covers that concealed the sleeping child. I heard a moan and the covers shifted a bit. I sighed again and grabbed the sheets and pulled them onto the floor. I was able to reveal a sleeping Shichi who turned onto her side and curled up into a ball. I examined her long hair that went in different directions and even flopped over her face. Her black pajamas were all wrinkled and seemed to be slightly sliding off her body. She seemed so peaceful but was a completely different person when she was awake. I shook her shoulder and she swatted my hand away telling me that she didn't want to be woken up. I shook her again and she shot up and gave me a death glare. I ignored it and folded my arms.

Me:I told you to get up. Breakfast is ready.

Shichi:I hate you sometimes.

Me:The feeling is mutual.

She groaned and got off the bed and stretched. I walked out of the room and closed the door. I went back downstairs and sat at the table. Yoroshii was already close to being done. For a 10 year old he sure can eat a lot. I was 18 and even I didn't eat that much. I made my plate and began eating. A few minutes later, Shichi walked into the dining room in her usual black tank top, black pants, gray belt with gold buckle, and her black wristbands. Her boots clicked on the hard floor as she walked. I was in my usual white shirt and black jacket. I was wearing my blue jeans with a black belt that had silver loops on it and white sneakers. Yoroshii was wearing his white shirt and blue capris. He also had on his white sneakers and both our hair was combed as neat as we could get it. Her hair was also neatly combed and her eyes indicated that she wanted to still be asleep in her bed. She sat down and made herself a plate of food. After a few minutes of eating, me and Yoroshii went into the living room and sat on the couch. I heard the door open and, before she could leave, I got up and folded my arms.

Me:And where are you going?

Shichi:Out.

Me:No you're not. You're going to stay home today.

Shichi:No way in hell!

Before I could argue with her, she bolted out the door and slammed it shut. I shook my head and sat back down. Yoroshii looked at me with a sad expression.