Bloody Kiss (closed)

"Nor I, we aren't getting our own home so its not like we will need anything," I replied.

Father: "Not even your own personal touch to it?"

I looked at him. "No sir, I don't do much personal things. I've never been very stable, as far as homes so I wouldn't know how to decorate honestly," I said.

Mom: "I had to clear the government agreement she was under to allow her to live here. I forgot to mention that to you," I said. I didn't want to say she was an orphan out loud in front of her.

Father: "Right. I see. Thank you for doing that dear."

I looked at her. I still couldnt believe she was an orphan this whole time. Never in one place. Always moving around.

I nodded, "yeah thanks. Its nice to find a place where people actually care about my safety."

Mom: "of course. When we live here we are all family, we may not like everyone, and the occasional fight may come up, but we are always willing to fight for each other."

"Pretty much. Just like my supister and i we dont agree on a lot of things but we still get along."

"I like that. All my fosters ignored me," I said.

Mom: "they wanted the money you provided. But we aren't being paid to keep any of our own, and even if you're human now you are still family," I said.

I wrapped an arm around her. "And you enjoy being here as well."

I smiled at him. "Which is good because you wanted me here," I replied.

I nodded. "Yea true that."

I leaned my head on his shoulder.

I held her quietly.

I kiss his cheek.

I smiled. And kissed her forehead.

I smiled more.

I smiled. "What you want to do?" I asked.

"I don't know," I said.

"Read some more of the book or piano?"

"We finished the book, let's play the piano," I smiled.

"Right. Okay." I said getting up and holding my hand out.

I took his hand and followed him to the music room.

Mom: I smiled softly as I watched them leave. It made me happy to see my son so happy with her.

I lead the way to there.

Father: "You happy about it too?"

I sat on the bench with him.

Mom: "of course. Seeing him smile always makes me happy," no matter if I was mad or upset because I couldn't see my husband that day, seeing my children smile made it better.

I sat down. "You pick the song this time." I said.

Father: I rested my hands on her shoulders. "I know."

I smiled and started to play something slow.

Mom: I smiled up at him. "I think they will both be able handle this job, perhaps better than we do. But the hardest part will still be when they have their own family," I said.