10 Years Later...

Chisato's POV

"For now I am," I yelled downstairs at my Papa, Mika. He was asking me what I was doing upstairs since I haven't went down in a while. Usually, I'm one to stay outside of my room and chat with my Dads, but today I was not in the mood. I wanted to stay in my room for... reasons that shouldn't be mentioned.

"Alright, sweetheart, Shinji should be home in a little while. It's the weekend after all," Pops yelled back, walking off to another location in the mansion. My other Dad, Shinji gets off work early on Saturdays, so I have a chance to spend more time with him on Sundays. Pops doesn't work on the weekends, he acts like he has a college degree in being a house husband which is funny on account of him working the whole week.

I mentally laughed at that thought, walking towards my room in a hurry. I do not want to miss this. Once I reached my room, I nervously closed the door behind me trying to make sure it was fully closed before rushing to my window. I had opened my blinds to let sunshine in, so I had a better view outside.

"I wasn't too late, yes..." I whispered to myself. I'm sure you're confused about what I'm doing... well, I'm sure you'll figure it out.

Our neighbors are doing their Summer gardening in their front yard. Surprisingly, we ended up with young neighbors who appear to be very fit. A young boyfriend and his girlfriend to be exact, I forgot their names. The boyfriend was digging out holes for the girlfriend to plant seeds or whatever material they had I wasn't paying attention to that. Oh no, I was focused on something else.

I watched closely to see the boyfriend looking quite sweaty out in the heat which meant two things. He would search for a glass of water or— I had a mini panic when the boyfriend complied to fanning himself with his shirt collar, slightly showing some skin around his stomach region. At this point, my hormones had no self control while watching, my face was screaming with red.

Things got worst when the boyfriend decided to fully expose his torso by taking off his sweat dripping t-shirt. For a man to be as fit as him it drove a hormonal teenager like me crazy, everything began to feel tingly all over.

My legs felt like they were going to wobble off from the boyfriend now having sweat drip off his face and onto his peck... slowly sliding down his abs... dripping into his— I averted my eyes away from that particular area, my face was burning alive from how red it was. If I was going to see the end of my life, then I had to look away; that was a mistake. 

My eyes fell onto the girlfriend who was wearing a skimpy crop top. She was in a squatting position, planting a substance I was still not paying attention to. Oh no, I was focused on something else. 

The lower half of her back was completely exposed and she seemed just as sweaty as her boyfriend was only she was clearly dripping from her back. More tingles erupted in me when she turned around, revealing the front of her torso; that did not help me in the slightest. The woman was 'developed' more than I anticipated, she was wiping the sweat from her forehead which gave me a better view.

I almost dropped dead in my floor from her chest bouncing, those puppies aren't small so they were walking to a fire hydrant by themselves. The bouncing caused sweat to drip from the valley of her chest... sliding down her toned stomach... dripping into her— I fell backwards when I heard a knock at my door. 

"Chisato?" Someone called for my name, opening the door afterwards. I crooked my head behind me so I could see who walked in even if they were upside down. Oh, it was Dad! Bless this man!

"Uh, what are you doing? Did you fall?" Dad asked me with a concerned look on his face. Yeah, I fell alright. Fell for this couple because of my raging bisexual-ness. "I did but I'm okay," I lifted myself from the floor, proudly putting my hands on my hips though that feeling went away when I realized how damp the inside of my underwear is. Maybe watching our neighbors was a mistake.

"Are you sure you're okay? You seem... feverish," Dad placed his hand onto my forehead, reciprocating his own. "You're definitely warm."

"Ahh, I feel fine, Dad. It's just the Summer weather catching up to me," I moved his hand away from me with a nervous smile. I couldn't tell him I was getting off to our hot neighbors, that would give me away. I'm sure my Dads will support me obviously, but I'm not ready to tell them... yet.

"Well, if you say so. Anyway..." Dad curved up a smile at me, he now placed his hands onto my shoulders. Judging from the look on his face he was about to tell me something exciting, and judging from the date I'm assuming he's going to tell me about our Summer vacation. 

"Me and Mika have been talkingg and I think we've decided to plan our vacation a little earlier," I was right! Every year my Dads do this. They plan our vacation in their beach house, we stay there until September, and most excitingly... we invite the Inoue's for bonus fun! However, this year we're leaving early, it could either be Dad's work pressuring us or they want to for the hell of it. Knowing them it's both.

"Really?? That's amazing!" I pulled Dad into a hug by wrapping my arms around his collar shirt. For some reason I'm receiving deja vu from this hug... it felt familiar. "We'll be leaving some time tomorrow, so I would go ahead and pack anything you want to bring." He said calmly, returning my hug. My necklace swung from the inside of my shirt and dangled on the outside; this moment was definitely familiar. 

"You got it, Dad," I jerked my way out of his grip. "By the way, uh, is there any reason we're leaving earlyy? Maybe a certain job had to be donee?" I asked him while swinging my waist side to side with my hands behind my back. 

He blinked a few times before answering my question with a heartfelt chuckle. "Are you trying to consult me about my work, little lady?" Dad raises one of his eyebrows, he had a clear smirk on his face. His nickname for me replayed in my mind exactly like the hug did, it was sort of distracting. 

"Maybe— Maybe a bit. Curiosity never killed anyone?" I raised my arms into a shrug, my necklace swung around my neck like a playground swing. "I see... Well, I think we've been over this already? Didn't I say once you turn 18 you can engage in my work?" 

My body froze at that statement. He was right, we did have a conversation about that... a couple of times actually. I cant help myself, I'm super curious, and I think it would be a fun job to try out. I love trying out new things especially if it involves searching for who I am; this is one of those things. 

"Yes we did... but I'm 17 now and my birthday is in September, soo technically I'm 18?" My voice grew high pitched at the last part, I was hoping Dad would buy it if I convinced him my birthday was 3 months away, but nope. He stuck to his brick wall of a decision. 

"Wait until September then I will, little lady," he laughed. He kissed my cheek but he was still laughing. Damn he's hardheaded when it comes to this. I guess he always was when I was smaller... smaller...? Oh yeah... I remember now. Dad gave me his necklace and hugged me goodbye. That explains the deja vu I'm feeling so suddenly.

"Alright, I will," with a defeated sigh, I smiled afterwards even if my sly intentions didn't go as planned. Dad was trying to protect me and be sure I was old enough to understand. It all makes sense regardless of my begging. 

"Thank you, now get packed. Instead of worrying about my job, we have an ecstatic trip to look forward to," he kissed my cheek one last time before leaving my room. Dad had a point, this is a fun trip not a apprehensive trip. 

I scooped my owl pendant into my hand, admiring it for the millionth time. My mind became a replay button for a few minutes, it all came back to me. It's weird how our brains work, one minute we're pondering about nothing the next minute our brains become an explosion. That is how I feel right now. Only, I can feel a smile creep its way towards my lips. 

With one last look at my necklace, I fit it back inside my short sleeved shirt. "I guess it's time to pack then," I make my way to my closet, that is where I store my suitcases and bags. It's a spacious area more than you would think.

Once I retrieved my surprisingly heavy suitcase, I mistakingly walked pasted my window. The couple was still gardening in their yard, but they were wearing a shorter amount of clothing than I remembered. 

Immediately, I plopped my suitcase on my bed. Another reason for our brains to operate weirdly, some of us are distracted easily and we forget about our main task. Right about now, I think packing can wait for a while.  

I bolted to my window without thinking about it. "I'm coming!"