Mouse Turned Dog

Chapter 7

     Now I'm not gonna lie, I may or may not have thought about shoving his face into his ramen. I may be mean, but I'm not that mean...okay I may be but that would be a waste of food and that is a crime. So instead I went for his own torture method, throwing my Hubby's volleyball at the back of his head with the most force I could muster. The ball bounced off the back of his head and flew in a random direction, to which Shigeru went to go find his ball.

     Hajime's head whipped around to see me, with my hands on my hips and a full Iwaizumi glare in action. Seeing my glare, he quickly activated his own whilst still slurping his noodles. It wouldn't have been comical if I wasn't so angry...

"Mind telling me what the hell that was for?" Nii-san asked once he finished his mouthful.

"You left," I growled, he gave me a confused look. "You left me at the house this morning...asleep."

     A look of realization spread across his face, "Would it make any difference if I told you that I thought you had left already?"My glare didn't even waver a little, "Alright," he sighed standing up, "I will take my punishment like a man."

     Well, this might be easier than I thought it would have been. I walked right to him, where I then snatched him by the ear to make him my height to which I then proceeded to put in a choke hold. Now the volleyball club is surprisingly used to this, the rest of the cafeteria not so much may of the other occupants were shocked into silence. Not that I'm surprised, a girl normally doesn't do these type of things, but I'm not normal so it's okay. Once in the choke hold, I forced him down to his knees to where I will hold him until he gives. Now if we were at home, he'd be in a real hold to which he'd have to tap out of, but seeing how we are at school I'd take a surrender...meaning an apology.

     We sat there for about five minutes, seeing how both of us are too stubborn to give, but in the end, Aniki apologized for him leaving me. I really didn't want to let him up, but I'd get him back later once he forgets about this day. That's the best revenge. So after some hesitation on my part, I allowed myself to release my brother.

"You hungry?" Big Bro asked looking down at me once he stood to his full height.

"Yeah," I glared up at him, "Seeing how I didn't get to eat anything this morning." Guilt tripping is also very good revenge, I could drag this on for a couple of days until he finally gets over it.

     A sad look crossed his face as he headed back to lunch line to go get me something to eat. I almost felt sorry for guilt trip...almost. Heading over to the boys' table, I flopped down next to Toru-Nii. Throwing an arm around my back, To-nii simply hugged me in hopes to keep me calm.

"Were you late to class?"

"No, but-"

"But she was a hot mess when she got to class." My Husband stated once he finally made it you the table.

     My head whipped toward him so fast, I think I might have given myself whiplash. The Iwaizumi glare settled back onto my face as my eyes locked onto his. You could see the shiver of fear, I'm hoping it's fear, run down his back.

     Once Aniki got back with my food, he slipped into the spot next to me quietly. Looking over at me with his big sad green eyes, it was hard to keep my glare in place. Nodding a thank you for the food, I snuggled closer to Toru...just to piss him off. Cause after all what are little sisters for?

     Sitting quietly as the boys began to pick up their conversations, that was interrupted by the Iwaizumi Stand-off, I just slowly ate my food and kept my eyes on the plate. Hajime and I always seemed to get into tiffs over little things that this, but on major things, we just seemed to keep calm on. And this is something that messes with the both of us.

     When we were kids we always heard our parents fighting, always for why someone didn't do the dishes, how the rice was cold, but the major battles were always hidden away. It wasn't until one night when Hajime was 10 and I was 9 that we watched with our Mom as our father packed his bags and left during the night. After that, Hajime took the role as both my brother as well as my father. He was overprotective but sensitive at the same time, he had to be strong-willed but soft toward me and our mother. But like all children, we take after our parents, whether we want to or not, and sadly we both picked up our father's temper. Now, most days we can keep our temper in check, but today wasn't one of those days- Shit, since when did I start living in a Soap Opera. This got depressing way too fast in my eyes.

     Looking over to Aniki, he had the same saad look that I knew was plastered on my own. Nudging him with my shoulder, I gave him a small smirk... Maybe I'll let this one slide. Most of our "fights", and I use the word lightly, usually ended this way with the one who started the fight somehow end up thinking about the terrible person who was our father... Really, since when did I become so mopey. Yeah, my biological father sucked but, looking over at Hajime, I wouldn't trade my true father-figure for the world.

     With all of the drama of lunch all but over, not once did my mind think of the fact that my Cat was in the lunchroom seeing me in my mouse clothing, which seemed to have started to get holes in. Maybe things weren't going as planned as I thought.