Hiding In The Stars.

Kiyoko's Family.

Yachi sat on her bed, in her pajama's, staring at her wardrobe. She'd left her mother a note to explain where she was, and had sent her numorus text messages, and was now waiting for Hinata to arrive. She didn't know what she was expecting. Hinata to show up, sword in hand ready to slay the dragon of worries? No, that was rediculous. Stupid. There was a knock on her door, and she got up and saw Hinata standing in her door. "Hey, ok, let's get to work." Hinata said. 

Before Yachi knew it, she was stood infront of the full legnth mirror, looking at the white shirt and black skirt Hinata had picked out for her, sighing, Hinata shook his head. "You don't look like Yachi, not one bit. Change your skirt." He handed her a pink version of the black skirt, and she took it from his hands. 

"Turn around?" She said, but it came out like a question, which she hadn't ment it to. She was wearing shorts anyway, but still, she was embarrassed. Luckily for her, Hinata smiled, turned and covered his eyes. She quickly changed, and let Hinata know it was ok to look back. Yachi looked at herself in the mirror one last time. Her outfit was simple, but she knew Kiyoko would love it. Her t-shirt was a plain white, and she (well, Hinata.) had matched it it with a pink skirt, fishnet tights and black boots. Hinata looked at his work, people didn't think he was good a fashion but playing dress-up with a little sister did that to you. A lot. 

"Thank you, Hinata." Yachi smilled, as he threw a denim jacket at her. 

"Its cold, put this on and lets go!" Hinata threw his fist in the air, and then high-fived his best friend. "Oh, and, just to prove that I can match things." He whipped out his phone and snapped a picture of Yachi. 

"What was that for?" 

"Natsu's been teasing me lately about not matching any colours when we play dress-up with each other. Now, lets move!"

Hinata had turned off just a little before Yachi reached Kiyo's house, and her nerves were growing worse and worse as she took each step. What if it was a trap? What if Kiyo had set this up, what if Kiyo didn't like Yachi and she'd just been acting this whole time? No, Yachi had shaken the silly thoughts away when she reached Kiyo's house. It was a traditional Japanese house, but it looked more like something sacred to Yachi. There were cherry tree's in the garden, which was huge! What did Kiyo's family do? And why did they choose to live here, when clearly they could live anywhere? Oh, god, what in the world had Kiyo thought when she saw Yachi's place for the first time, living in a place like this? Yachi felt like she was entering a palace as she pushed open the gate, and took one step onto the stone pathway. The small stone's crunched beneath her feet, and she was constantly looking around the garden. It was lined with rose bushes and there was a few cherry trees. There was also a couple of oak trees around, and some flowers around the garden. She reached the door within a few minutes, rose her hand and knocked. A woman, slightly older than Kiyo, but with brown hair instead of dark blue slid the door open. She was dressed very casually, in a paint-stained tee and blue jeans, with some sewing supplies tucked into her belt, and some fabric scraps pocking out of her jean pocket. Her hair was tied at the back of her head, being held up with a pen. "Can I- Can I help you, kid?" She asked, in a tone way more intimidating than Kiyo's. This girl wasn't old enough to be Kiyo's mother, so it was probably her collage-student sister Kiyo had talked about. Her eyes seemed to be- not there, in some other place. Yachi heard a voice from the inside, a boy's voice. 

"Ren? Ren?" It called out. "Oh, damn, there you are," The boy came to the front, and judging how casually it he had spoken, Yachi thought this must be Kiyo and 'Ren's' older brother. "Have you seen- Hey, are you ok?" His eyes landed on Yachi, and she looked right back at what appared to be a gender-bent version of Kiyo. Same dark hair and same eyes, but the boy didn't have Kiyo's sparkle that mad Yachi want to stare at her for hours on end. The boy was dressed in a black jean jacket and a pair of black jeans, and he to looked at Yachi, not with the same confusion as his sister, but with the concern of a parent. Yachi tried to speak, but the words caught. "Do you have a name?" He asked. 

"Y-Y-Yachi Hitoka! My names-" She managed to get out, before the words caught again. 

"I'm Enji Shimizu, and this is my sister, Rena 'Ren' Shimizu." He turned back into the house. "Luke!" He called, "Chi! Have you seen Kiyo?" Two other people, two other members of Kiyo's family came to the door. The girl had black hair which ran over her shoulders, and she had the same eyes as her siblings. Everyone in the family had the same eyes, aside from the boy who Yachi assumed was Luke. His eyes were strickingly blue, not black, and his hair was blond and reminded Yachi of what Salty might look like, if they let him age a bit. "Oh, right, Hitoka, was it? This is my sister, Chica 'Chi' Noel, and her husband, Luke Noel. And yes, before you ask, Luke isn't from around here, he's american, but his family moved here when he was a kid, so don't feel too bad for him." Enji laughed, making everyone in the doorway laugh also. "If I were to put us in age order, it would go Mum, Dad, Luke, Chi, Me, Ren, Kiyo, um- wait, hold on-"

"It go's Yukki, Emily, and then Holli." Chi explained. "How do you forget that?"

"Wait- there's more-" Yachi said, taking a few steps backwards. 

"Oh, Chi." Enji said, sighing at his sister. "Kiyo's our younger sister, Yukki, Emily, and Holli are the triplets- wait, no that makes it sound worse! Chi and Luke have three kids, thier 10, but if you ask, they'll say thier almost 11." 

"Now, imagine taking on the role of auntie when your 10." 

"W-Wait how old are you?" Yachi was manageing to get more words out, but she was still stumbling, making Ren laugh.

"Oh, us? Can't speak for Luke, hes an old man, but Chi is 30-something, Enji's 20-odd, I'm 21, Kiyo's 18, the kids are 10, and Bertholdt and Renier are- what?" She looked at Enji. 

"Bertholdt's 5, Renier's 3. Oh, don't worry, Bertholdt and Renier are my dogs, I don't have any kids, well, I do, but they don't count, I teach. Now, where is are trouble making sis?"

"Trouble making?" Yachi asked, frowning. 

"Stop giving her that nickname, Enji! Kiyo's the best one here. She isn't a kid." Chi  jumped to Kiyo's defence.

"Well, she'll always be my kid sister, and so will you."

"I'm older than you."

 The pair began squabling and Yachi cast her eyes down to the floor, when a two tiny little animals came into her view. Two dogs, two small dogs, were jumping at Yachi's skirt. 

"Bertholdt, stop it!" Ren said, pushing the bigger one down. "Renier, calm it. Sorry, my brother never got over his AoT phase."

"Niether did you." Luke said, laughing, which made Yachi laugh aswell. She still had to explain who she was, but she needed to wait. Then, some tiny footsetps as Yachi looked up, and saw a few kids running towards thier mother, followed by someone she regonised. 

"Kiyo-" Yachi sighed in relif, drawing glances from her siblings. Kiyo stared back at Yachi, and threw the hat she was wearing to the ground. Kiyo looked at her appologetically, embarassed her girlfriend had to see her that way. "Hi." 

"Ah- Yachi, I see you've met the idots."

"What was it my mother said, never call your co-workers idiots."

"Yeah well, they aren't my 'co-workers', thier my siblings, so its fine." Kiyo said, walking forwards and hugging her girlfriend. "I still haven't told them, I'm going to do it tonight, is that ok?" She whispered, so only Yachi could hear. Yachi nodded, and the two separated. 

"Auntie Ki-Ki, whos that?" A child tugged on Kiyo's shirt, which is the only place she could reach. "Is she nice? Does she like dolls?" Kiyo smilled, and picked up her neice, and looked at Yachi. 

"Well, I think thats a question she can answer, Yukki." Kiyo casually raissed one eyebrow and smirked, "Do you?"

"My names Yachi- Yachi Hitoka, and yes, I like dolls, how about you?" 

"Emily, Emily!" One of the other children cried, looking at her sister, who smilled. Ah, so the one with brown hair is Emily, the one with hair like Kiyo's was Yukki, and the one with brown hair must be Holli. 

"I know, Holli! I know! Come on, come on!" Emily grabbed Yachi's hand, and began dragging her down the hall, Holli close on her heels. Yachi turned back and smilled at Kiyo as she put Yukki down.