Viceful Siblings (Ritsu and I)

[CountofTuscany]

Matthew Knight had just parked his car and was well under way of finishing his “secret plan”. His parents were gone for the weekend, and one of his friends had just managed to make a big deal, which he was willing to cut Matt into. Matt put in some money, and went to go get his share of things, but all if it had to be done in the meantime their parents left home. He had made up some lame excuse about needing to do a project for school with his friend Mike, and Mike would leave town tonight, so it HAD to be then. He said his goodbyes to his parents and left home before they did, after about two hours of waiting and hanging out with Mike, trying the stuff out, he finally had the weed.

His parents were gone for the weekend, and they figured that his sister and he were already big enough to behave responsibly and take care of themselves. They had been teens themselves though, they weren’t stupid. Matt guessed that they would probably see a party coming to the house or at the very least a sleep over, but they must have been fine with it, seeing as they were just part of growing up. For now, he just expected his sister to be home, and she would probably invite some girls or leave him alone for the entire weekend. As for his plans? Matt planned for tonight to be some psyched out musical trip with himself aboard the S.S. High.

He opened the door to his home, stepping into the comfortable and warmly decorated place. Matt himself was a tall guy, about 6’02”. He had lightly tanned skin and dark, nearly black, brown hair. He had a pair of icy blue gem-like eyes. His smile was just as wicked as his body, making women melt in place. He was part of the school’s athletic team, so he worked out nearly daily. He was pretty popular in school, but wasn’t too fond of all the popular/not-popular thing, he was just having his own fun. He wore a small and light velvet V-neck sweater over a white plain shirt. A pair of torn jeans and blue converse, he was also known to fit quite a “rock” stereotype, even though he listened to all types of music.

He placed his book bag onto the couch in the living room, next to the entrance. He said, “Hey dork! Are you home?” His relationship with his sister was pretty close, so close, that he was even wondering of offering her some to smoke, he calculated it would her first time, and what better way to know it than with someone who would take care of you? Yet, he didn’t expect for this weekend to make them closer than ever.

 

[Righteous Ritsu]

Milly Knight was lying on her bed, Kicking her legs up and down as she read a book the was open in front of her. Besides that laid her phone, which was currently playing some classic rock quietly, just for background noise. Her parents had stopped by to say their good-byes, maybe 20 minutes after Matthew left somewhere. No bother to her, her weekend was planned. She'd spend most of it catching up on reading or random projects. Maybe had a friend over one night, just for laughs. Faintly she could hear the door open, followed quickly by her older brother's yell. Angrily she yelled back. "I am not a dork, you are!"

Closing her book she moved off the bed, with the intention to go bop him one for calling her a dork. She was a petite girl, standing only 5' 2", no major weight to her, and a rather small bust. This made her stick out against the more, well endowed girls at her school. But it had helped her become one of the school's top tennis players. Aerodynamic, is what the coaches said. She had inherited their mother's hair, a very dark black, which today was held back in a ponytail by a blue ribbon. The hair itself fell past the girl's shoulder by a few inches. Her eyes however, did match her brother's, but perhaps a more darker blue, atleast in the proper lighting. She was dressed simply, in a long tunic dress that hung just above her knees. Under that she wore a striped, white and yellow long sleeved shirt, as well as light blue stockings. She choose to be barefoot, except for the stockings, as she had no plans to go anywhere today. Around her neck she wore one of her more odder accessories, a pendant of the moon in waning crescent.

She quickly made it down the stairs and into the living room, walking straight up to him with her hands on her hips and an angry look on her face. Although she knew that he would see right through it. She was never really angry at him for anything. "Now, what did you call me?"

 

[CountofTuscany]

Matt heard her reply, and couldn't help but let a laugh escape his lips. He knew that this would make her want to reply something witty, or dare him to repeat it, it was a classic. He himself tried, but wasn't able to hold back a comeback just as quickly, "Only a dork would say that!" He heard her come down the stairs and into the living room. Milly and her usual sense of attire, no matter, most people grew out of their experimentation phase at about 11th grade, or so he had noticed, they usually stuck with the style they felt most comfortable in. He looked at her and smiled, "A dork." He walked up to her and pressed her nose in, as if it were a button, "because only a dork would get mad at being called a dork." He winked and stuck his tongue out at her childishly. He laughed and went to sit on the edge of the couch, with his back to the TV and the rest of the living room, and his front towards her. "So... what's up? How long did mom and dad leave?" He asked, he wanted to calculate how long it would take them to come back in case they had foolishly forgotten something. He then rose his feet slightly, and sat back into the couch, as if he were scuba-diving.

His head bumped into the couch, and his feet went over his body. He flopped to the side, letting his ankles hit the arms of the couch and his side on the extra comfortable pillows. He stretched his hand forward to grab the TV remote control that sat on the modern style black wood coffee table. He quickly turned it on, as some background noise began to fill the atmosphere. He waited for her reply before deciding on smoking something or not, he was still slightly high from being with Mike. Getting something to eat seemed like a pretty good idea before smoking some more, because there definitely would be more coming.

 

[Righteous Ritsu]

When he approached and pressed her nose she turned a little red, the action on her nose making her flustered as she racked her brain for a reply. "I! You! GRR." She stomped her foot down and stared at him, watching as he moved around onto the couch. "I am not a dork!" As he spoke and asked her about their parents, she crossed her arms in a bit of an angry pout. She didn't have to answer him, especially if he was being so mean. But deep down she felt he didn't mean it. She watched him move around on the couch and as the TV popped on she answered. "They left maybe 30 minutes ago." She stood there waiting for him to speak again, her eyes watching whatever show the TV was displaying.

Then she decided to not wait for a reply, and spoke again. "You were gone for awhile, and you don't seen to have any supper or anything. Where'd you go?" She leaned over the couch, looking at him with a serious expression. She was curious now. And now that she was closer, she smelt something a bit different from the house's normal smell. "Were you out hiking or something? You smell like trees, or something grassy." It wasn't really a bad smell, she almost enjoyed how it was. The smell of nature was something she enjoyed anyway.

 

[CountofTuscany]

"Yeah..." he replied slowly. He smirked as his eyes turned from the TV to hers, he felt calmed and relax, this shit was dope! He smiled, as a sudden wave of massages began to spread throughout his frontal lobe. "The mountains." He continued, "The problem is we kept on hiking after reaching the peak." He giggled to himself, for a few seconds, everything just seemed good now. A calm and authentic smile spread through his face, he felt good, this was life. Perhaps even a nice nap would be good here. His body was in a perfect place, his mind was being cradled, but there was something missing. More like a big chunk of his stomach had been sucked up by an enormous black hole. His hand moved over his abs, his hand rubbing the cotton shirt. A growl roared between them, it was the inevitable sign of the munchies coming for some prey.

"Hey sis..." He said as his eyes fell over hers, trying to get some eye contact. "Would... would you mind making me something to bite on?" He moved his hand pointing at her. With his index and middle finger he made a gun shape and acted as if he had shot her,, pulling the hand back, imitating the recoil gesture. He winked at her, adding, "Thanks doll." He really could use something to eat, perhaps it would be best for both of them.

 

[Righteous Ritsu]

"The mountains?" Milly crossed her arms as she stared at him. She was doubting that story. She hadn't heard his ecuse to their parents before, about homework, so him saying 'a hike' would be acceptable however, she was fairly certain that his adventure up a mountain would've taken longer than the twoish hours he had been gone. She mulled all this over as he made his request for food, and wnet through the motions of 'shooting' her. "You know I'm not stupid Matt. Where were you really? You never tell me anything. Unless you tell me what is really going on you can just bite me instead." Normally she wouldn't have a major problem getting him a bite, but something just really seemed off about him at the moment. And she was intent on discovering it. "When you're ready to tell me, I'll be upstairs." And with that she turned, her shirt flowing a little with her, and started back up the stairs.

 

[CountofTuscany]

Matt laughed at her again, she really was an innocent little girl, how could she believe such a thing? He frowned a bit, "Come on Milly... I'm starving!" He said as he finally sat up with a little bit of work. He saw her go back up, in her usual bratty attitude. "How could she get mad over such stupid things?" He thought out loud as he stuck his hand into his pockets. Inside was a small marijuana grinder. He twisted it a couple of times before opening and beginning the entire process. From his wallet he extracted his papers, to begin making a joint. If he was going to be all alone here today, he might as well fly high, higher than ever. He carefully tipped the grinder over the paper, that had already been folded. "Come to papa..." He said with a smirk. Once everything was done, he pressed his fingers on the few pieces that had fallen off the paper to pick them up and put them back in place. Once it was neat, he grabbed the paper slowly, licking the edge with the glue inwards. He slowly began to roll one up between his thumbs and middle fingers, making sure the sides kept still with his ring fingers.

He smiled once he was done, it was beautiful. He took his wallet and the grinder, and began to make his way up to Milly's room. Once he was there, he knocked on her room, slowly. The joint in his hand, pointing upwards, at the level of his chest. He called into her room, #Yo Milly, do you have a lighter?" In his regular chill toned voice.