Looking at her eyes Zetsunoko noticed the unease, "Well, that is a good way to get to know each other but its not that big of a deal." Zetsunoko said smelling the food was done he stood up placing the fire on the stew and rice on low, "Foods done," Zetsunoko said; only milliseconds after saying that a 12 year old boy appeared out of no where he was the spitting image of Zetsunoko a miniature some would say, "Foods done I heard right?" he said not noticing Akimi until looking at the table "Oh...." the boy said thinking for a moment "Ohh!! A guest!" he added giggling, Zetsunoko handed him a plate, his brother grabbed it and walked of to the Dojo Giggling and talking to himself. Zetsunoko then placed a plate for Akimi in front of her on the table and one for him, and a cup of green tea, "Do you like green tea or do you prefer water?" he said.
Akimi nodded, a small, tight-lipped smile finding its way to her face. Of course, she couldn't help the little smirk of a grin that appeared when the 12-year-old miniature version of Zetsunoko came in. The boy seemed very cheerful and Akimi could definitely tell that the two were brothers. She watched silently as the boy grabbed a plate of food and then left again. Looking up at Zetsunoko as he brought a plate over to her, she found herself studying his face. You can definitely tell he's a warrior. His spirit is hanging on his sleeve plain as day. Akimi blinked, stirring herself from her thoughts as her Meister asked her what she wanted to drink.
"Water, please." she waited quietly for him to come back, vaguely remembering that it was polite to wait for the host to sit down before the guests began eating.
"I take it that was your brother earlier?" a sliver of a smile appeared as she spoke, fond memories dwelling in the back of her mind for just that moment.
Zetsunoko poured a glass of cold water Akimi and a cup of green tea for himself, then sat down sat down on the table giving the glass to Akimi, "Yeah that's my little brother." Zetsunoko said with a smile taking a few bite from his food, his plate was nearly empty since he already had eaten earlier and he was still quite full.
Akimi smiled. "He looks a lot like you. Almost like a miniature."
As soon as she was done talking, Akimi was eating. She, as usual, ate rather fast and her food was gone within a minute.
"Thank you for the meal, by the way. It was very delicious." she commented before taking a drink of water. "It's been a long time since I've had anything like this." her hair was hanging in her face again, so she tucked it behind her ear, though some short rebellious strands returned to her face.
"So, are you looking forward to classes tomorrow? I wonder if we'll be in the same class and who our teacher will be."
And if I'm going to be able to scrape by and pass it. Akimi silently added.
"I'm very glad you like my cooking." Zetsunoko said with a grin, his mom was the one who taught him to cook but his mother is know traveling, and he doesn't even want to know about his father. "I am kinda looking forward but I'm lazy so its a bit of a drag studying. You want me to walk you home?" Zetsunoko said, 'I wouldn't like something happening to you.' he thought.
"I imagine that studying is pretty boring. And I'll be fine, so unless you really want to come with me or something, you don't have to walk me home. I'm just staying up by the Academy. And, you know, us Weapons can look after ourselves, you know. Especially us 'horrible, sickly little gunblades'" she smirked at that last part.
"Anyway, thank you for dinner. It was very good. I suppose I should head toward home now, then. And I believe the door was... this way?" she moved a hand, gesturing lightly to the way they had come in. "Yeah, that way. Alright, then. Good night, unless you decide to follow me out." she stepped toward the door, "I suppose I'll see you in class tomorrow, then."
If I can find it. Akimi added in her thoughts.
"Hey I didn't say anything like that.... Take care Akimi, I'll see you tomorrow at school." Zetsunokko said seeing he off, "Know for clean up," Zetsunoko said lookign at the dishes "BRO INCOMING!!!" his little brother said Zetsunoko turned seeing a katana flung at him he stepped back grabbing the blade of the sword with two fingers, "Sorry, I got disarmed and it flew out." his brother said Zetsunoko just nodded finishing the dishes; He then took a bath and headed off to bed thinking of the long year ahead of him slowly drifting into a deep sleep.
Akimi smiled, but didn't respond. As Zetsunoko turned away to go do the dishes, she turned toward the door. As soon as she was outside, she sprinted back to the little two-room place that she supposed she was supposed to call home now. Heading inside, she took a quick bath, threw on her pajamas, and collapsed on her bed. She was asleep before her bed even hit the pillow.
The next day
Akimi grumbled at the alarm clock that was buzzing beside her, her arm flailing blindly as it tried to seek out the snooze button. Unsuccessful, she groaned and kicked her blanket off of her. Getting up, she quickly brushed her hair out, brushed her teeth, and washed her face. After grabbing something to eat, she got dressed. Wearing a black flare-sleeved with long sleeves, a short dark red skirt, Akimi glanced at herself in the mirror. Satisfied with how the outfit looked on her, she pulled on her boots. Pushing her red hair out of her face, she grabbed her bag and jogged out the door.
A minute later she was approaching Death Weapon Meister Academy, a dark red satchel bouncing against her hip. Heading inside, she paused at the bulletin board to find out what class she was in and with who. A ghost of a smile crossed her lips when she noticed that she was in a class with Zetsunoko. Had Death already planned everything out? She stood there for a few minutes, lost in a random thought.