Book 1: Until the Light Goes Out

Little Yomi

Until the Light Goes Out

Chapter 2

Little Yomi

MK panted, he really really hated stairs. He put his hand on the side of the steps. His legs officially felt like pudding. All he really wanted to do was sit down and have a nice bowl of ice cream. It was so hot out, in the midst of August, and the sun shined down on him. But he had to get to the top or he wouldn't get dinner. Or at least that's what Monkey said. He nearly fell forward onto the stairs when he felt something jump on his head. A tail lightly wrapped around his arm. He felt tiny fingers wrap around his jacket. A very soft cheek pressed against his neck. Toes? He looked over his shoulder at amber eyes. They looked just like Wukongs.

"Hey there, Yomi." MK started back up the steps.

"I am hungry MK...go go go...Tyla won't let anyone eat until we're up at the top." She smiled looking up at the hill. MK sighed looking down at the steps again.

"It's harder than it looks." MK heard a soft chirp, or was it a purr. He couldn't tell the sounds he was making.

"Just walking." She giggled and hopped down taking his hand and started pulling.

"Yomi stopped taunting him." The gentle voice of Raya as she flew up toward the summit. Her eagle form looked majestic.

MK had learned that she was twice as gentle as her twin counterpart Tyla. Both named after the sun and moon. But they were the opposite then MK thought. Because of their coloring he figured Raya was the moon and Tyla was the sun. But it was the other way around. Yomi was named by Tang however. Wukong wasn't sure of a name...Tang said he named her after the mountain she was created on. Yomicroea, But Yomi for short. MK reached up and rubbed her head. A soft purr escaped her as he did.

Finally at the top he spotted the large blanket with Wukong sitting there glaring at the tiles on a board. Pisho. He placed another piece on the board and looked up at Tyla who just flipped a piece and looked up at him. He looked slightly baffled before once again looking over the board.

"He takes a lot of thought to play the game, but when you don't care if you win or lose...it just doesn't seem that important anymore and you can find your way easier." Tyla said, holding out a cup of tea for MK. He sighed as he sat down and took the cup.

"Thanks..." he sipped it and cringed. "It's cold..."

"Be warmer if you hurry." Yomi clambered down his jacket and hopped toward the blanket. Sitting down on a pillow. She was just about the size of MKs arm. Her tail was just about as tall as she was. She didn't walk like the other two year, hopping along like most monkeys her age. She picked up a very small bowl of rice and picked up chopsticks and started to eat slowly.

Soon enough the pisho board was forgotten and everyone was eating. Wukong chuckled as he watched his successor eat.

"Everything tastes better when you work for it. Every night before dinner you are to climb these stairs. Just to eat." MK looked up at him.

"What!" Rice flew from his mouth.

"It strengthens your leg muscles." Tyla said sipping the miso.

"Don't worry MK, once you get used to it you'll be able to do it too." Raya said as she stuffed a piece of chicken into her mouth.

"You both said that like you've done it." MK lay back looking up at the slowly fading sun.

"We have. Well except for Yomi she's not old enough."

"We both tried to pick up the staff, and nothing happened." Tyla said.

"I didn't try!" Yomi said. MK chuckled and put the staff on the ground.

"Go ahead kid, knock yourself out. Lets see you lift it." Yomi used her sleeve to wipe her mouth off. She looked away from her staff before looking up at Wukong. Almost asking for permission.

"Go ahead kiddo. Lets see if you can." Wukong picked her up and put her down in front of it. Yomi walked over and put her hands around it. She could barely get her fingers around the staff before trying to pick it up.

Tiny grunts escaped her as she pulled with all her might. She plopped down on the ground and giggled.

"It's heavy." She looked up at MK. "Maybe when I'm stronger like you." She said with a soft giggle.

"Then let's train hard okay?" MK ruffled her hair. It just ticked back to where it was before. "That is some hair gel."

"Spit." Tyla said.