In the room with a glass shelf filled with dozen of figures and figurines, where Spider-Man was painted on the ceiling, and the room smelling heavy of sweet and heavy incense laid a boy only his boxers on his bed. He tossed and turned, subconsciously trying to find a comfortable spot. No such luck. He flipped over his downy blankets and rubbed his eyes slothfully, focusing on his amazing comic-filled room. The Japanese boy stretched slowly and got up from his bed, stumbling a bit, and into his bathroom. He had requested to get a bathroom with two bathtubs and a shower. He sat in front of his sink and washed his face with one hand while the other one searched for a wash cloth to dry his face in. His hands felt various things, cotton swabs, Q-tips, a few earrings, and a make-up back. A bit more awake, he looked over his shoulder and grabbed the towel and dried off his face. He looked back into the mirror looking a bit more livelier than he did a few minutes ago.
"Nee-chan...?" He called out softly from the bathroom, walking back into the main part of his room. "Nee" in Japanese was older sister, and "-chan" was just a more childish way of saying it. After all, Megumi was born five minutes before Keiichi was. "Nee-chaaaaaan~" He called out again, this time a bit more playfully. There was a fold-out couch that Megumi wanted since they moved into America. Back then, they were poor, and had to share the same bed (which, for Keiichi, wasn't so bad since he spent every waking moment with Megumi even when they lived in Japan). Now that they were in America, she insisted, that they had to buy her own bed otherwise she would just complain. Nobody liked hearing Megumi complain. Hell, Keiichi hated when his twin complained. Her high-pitched stereotypic voice could drive even elementary kids insane. So, to prevent that, Keiichi bought her a sofa that folded out into a bed in a light shade of blue (and he complained that it would not match the room, but she insisted it would, being a "Spider Man" theme).
He plopped himself onto her bed and wrapped his arms around her waist, nuzzling into her back. She was only wearing a tanktop and the same color boxers Keiichi was wearing. Being twins, they practically had the same size shoes, so underwear was no different. "Me wo samase nee-chaaaaan (Wake up big sister)~" Keiichi cooed, stirring his twin awake. "Uhmn...S-sore wa nan desu ka (What is it)?" She muffled back, turning to face him sleepy-eyed. "It's time to wake up!" He said energetically, jumping up and down on her bed. His tired twin, who probably didn't come home until like 1am, shoved herself under the sheets and slammed a pillow over her head. He stopped jumping, realizing that if he continued, he would lose his feet. Ouch. That very thought more than made him get off. However, an idea spurred out of his head as he ran into the bathroom, took a bucket, filled it up with ice-cold water, and brought it back to the bed. By the time he had gotten there, she was already sitting up, a grin that said, "Haha, you couldn't get me this time bro." He frowned, and put the water back into the sink and came back to hug her. "Nanji desu ka?" She yawned loudly, and tied up her hair. He looked at his wristwatch, a Green Lantern theme, and it read, "Nine o'clock~" He informed her as she walked into the bathroom, locked it, and took her morning shower.
He frowned, knowing that when it came to his sister, she was going to be in there for a long, and boy does he mean long, time. So, to pass time, he made his way to the kitchen with everybody already awake. "Man, what did I miss out?" He asked rather loudly, watching his friends with admiring eyes. Then, after his friends, he listened carefully to the t.v. Eyes widening in total shock(which looked a bit weird for a chinky-eyed boy like himself) Keiichi could not, would not believe it. DNA? Really now? His mind was focused on the news, reaching for his favorite cereal, Trix. He didn't pour milk, since he wasn't fond of American milk and ate the cereal by itself. He plopped himself down in front of the t.v. and just kept watching, no blinking (a habit that made Megumi scold him vigorously saying, "You'll be blind!" and stuff like that) and soaking up every detail of the robbery. Luckily, the police would have to process that DNA. Even so, once they found out who it was, it would be too late for them. He shook his head, eating each piece of cereal one by one. "Hmm...well we can't worry about it now~" Keiichi chuckled, popping another one into his mouth. "Aftermm all, theyfuf need to process it, just likemm the t.v. guy saidmf." He said through the cereal crammed in his mouth. He put the bowl in the sink and followed Farren and Andrew and tackled on them both. Keiichi was light too, probably lighter than both of them combined.
"Keiichi, doko ni iru no (Keiichi, where are you)?" Called Megumi from his room. He jolted up, got off from the boys, and sat on the top stair, grinning down on them. "Man! I don't want Megumi findin' out~ She'll send me back to Japan." He teased, winking at them, and walked back into his room. "Yes, my sweet sis--" but Keiichi was caught off when Megumi dabbed her lipstick on his lips. "Where is my bag?" She frowned, her hair much straighter than it was when she had woken up but her face still the same. Megumi without make up is like Keiichi without comics. One cannot live without the other. "You're make-up bag? It's in the bathroom." He pouted, remembering he saw it there when he first woke up. She shook her head and sat on the edge of his bed. "No, my jewerly bag. With Badtz-Maru on it." She explained her bag, the bag that Keiichi, no doubt, knew so well. He scratched the back of his head, annoyed with his sister's habit of misplacing her stuff. "Hmm...shirimasen (I don't know). Maybe it's in your purse? I mean, what would I do with your jewelry?" He asked her, laying back onto his bed. As far as Keiichi was concerned, a lost jewelry bag was way on the bottom of his worry list and on the top of that list was the robbery.
"Nee-chan...?" He called out softly from the bathroom, walking back into the main part of his room. "Nee" in Japanese was older sister, and "-chan" was just a more childish way of saying it. After all, Megumi was born five minutes before Keiichi was. "Nee-chaaaaaan~" He called out again, this time a bit more playfully. There was a fold-out couch that Megumi wanted since they moved into America. Back then, they were poor, and had to share the same bed (which, for Keiichi, wasn't so bad since he spent every waking moment with Megumi even when they lived in Japan). Now that they were in America, she insisted, that they had to buy her own bed otherwise she would just complain. Nobody liked hearing Megumi complain. Hell, Keiichi hated when his twin complained. Her high-pitched stereotypic voice could drive even elementary kids insane. So, to prevent that, Keiichi bought her a sofa that folded out into a bed in a light shade of blue (and he complained that it would not match the room, but she insisted it would, being a "Spider Man" theme).
He plopped himself onto her bed and wrapped his arms around her waist, nuzzling into her back. She was only wearing a tanktop and the same color boxers Keiichi was wearing. Being twins, they practically had the same size shoes, so underwear was no different. "Me wo samase nee-chaaaaan (Wake up big sister)~" Keiichi cooed, stirring his twin awake. "Uhmn...S-sore wa nan desu ka (What is it)?" She muffled back, turning to face him sleepy-eyed. "It's time to wake up!" He said energetically, jumping up and down on her bed. His tired twin, who probably didn't come home until like 1am, shoved herself under the sheets and slammed a pillow over her head. He stopped jumping, realizing that if he continued, he would lose his feet. Ouch. That very thought more than made him get off. However, an idea spurred out of his head as he ran into the bathroom, took a bucket, filled it up with ice-cold water, and brought it back to the bed. By the time he had gotten there, she was already sitting up, a grin that said, "Haha, you couldn't get me this time bro." He frowned, and put the water back into the sink and came back to hug her. "Nanji desu ka?" She yawned loudly, and tied up her hair. He looked at his wristwatch, a Green Lantern theme, and it read, "Nine o'clock~" He informed her as she walked into the bathroom, locked it, and took her morning shower.
He frowned, knowing that when it came to his sister, she was going to be in there for a long, and boy does he mean long, time. So, to pass time, he made his way to the kitchen with everybody already awake. "Man, what did I miss out?" He asked rather loudly, watching his friends with admiring eyes. Then, after his friends, he listened carefully to the t.v. Eyes widening in total shock(which looked a bit weird for a chinky-eyed boy like himself) Keiichi could not, would not believe it. DNA? Really now? His mind was focused on the news, reaching for his favorite cereal, Trix. He didn't pour milk, since he wasn't fond of American milk and ate the cereal by itself. He plopped himself down in front of the t.v. and just kept watching, no blinking (a habit that made Megumi scold him vigorously saying, "You'll be blind!" and stuff like that) and soaking up every detail of the robbery. Luckily, the police would have to process that DNA. Even so, once they found out who it was, it would be too late for them. He shook his head, eating each piece of cereal one by one. "Hmm...well we can't worry about it now~" Keiichi chuckled, popping another one into his mouth. "Aftermm all, theyfuf need to process it, just likemm the t.v. guy saidmf." He said through the cereal crammed in his mouth. He put the bowl in the sink and followed Farren and Andrew and tackled on them both. Keiichi was light too, probably lighter than both of them combined.
"Keiichi, doko ni iru no (Keiichi, where are you)?" Called Megumi from his room. He jolted up, got off from the boys, and sat on the top stair, grinning down on them. "Man! I don't want Megumi findin' out~ She'll send me back to Japan." He teased, winking at them, and walked back into his room. "Yes, my sweet sis--" but Keiichi was caught off when Megumi dabbed her lipstick on his lips. "Where is my bag?" She frowned, her hair much straighter than it was when she had woken up but her face still the same. Megumi without make up is like Keiichi without comics. One cannot live without the other. "You're make-up bag? It's in the bathroom." He pouted, remembering he saw it there when he first woke up. She shook her head and sat on the edge of his bed. "No, my jewerly bag. With Badtz-Maru on it." She explained her bag, the bag that Keiichi, no doubt, knew so well. He scratched the back of his head, annoyed with his sister's habit of misplacing her stuff. "Hmm...shirimasen (I don't know). Maybe it's in your purse? I mean, what would I do with your jewelry?" He asked her, laying back onto his bed. As far as Keiichi was concerned, a lost jewelry bag was way on the bottom of his worry list and on the top of that list was the robbery.
