Warnings? If you're an incest hater, then don't read. .-. ----- She's like white porcelain, hit the wrong buttons and the fragile chick's gonna break, don't wanna swim in guilt and regret, just keep in mind she won't relent... Chaste kisses aren't enough, she wants the whole package, too indulged in desperation to care about satisfaction... Too carried away to give a damn, too high maintainance with her undying demands— ---- I could never stop looking at him. It wa a bad habit, really. Wake up in the morning, and the first thing I always see is his sleeping, serene face. I giggled for a short amount of time before letting my thumb brush a loose strand of hair from his face. "Happy birthday, brother..." ----- "Nnn... Mona...?" "Noah... Wake up... I have something for you..." His damp black hair was covering his face, wet from the shower and spilling his coffee on his own shirt. It was lucky that I woke him up at 5AM, or he wouldn't've been able to to take one. I nipped at a tuna sandwich before turning on the blowdryer, drying his hair. "You're a clutz, you know that?" He groaned in response, his glasses almost slipping off his face. "Tsk... What would your fangirls say to you if they saw you in THIS state?" "I don't... care...." His voice was groggy. It took me ten minutes to wake him up, and it was hell doing it. I had to jump and saddle his torso to get him to sit up straight, and the look of bewilderment caught him off guard as he spilled the coffee that came with the breakfast on himself. "Did you like the breakfast?" "More... Bacon... Less... Coffee...." I gave Noah a peck on the cheek, a simple gesture of 'sisterly' affection. His hand grazed the mahogany table, his eyesight blurry as he tried finding his phone. I picked it up for him, before shutting off the dryer and putting it back in the drawer. "What... TIMMEEEE.... IS IT..." "7:30AM..." "Fuck...! I'm late..." Taking off his shirt, oblivious to the fact I existed, he put on a hoodie before running out, forgetting to put on his cargo pants... "N-Noah! Your pants!" I held them in my hand, my arm outstretched, the fact I saw him half naked was already overwhelming. "..." Racing back in, he put them on before running out, his half eaten apple rolling on the floor. ---- I had plenty of time to change. Deciding to wear his old overalls and a plain white shirt underneath, I put on my yellow boots and yellow hat, feeling like a kid again. ----- "You look ridiculous!" "God, for Noah's brother she sure as hell looks ugly..." "Dear Lord, yellow?!" I sat next to Amanda, a fellow classmate of mine. She was the only one who kept her mouth shut, as expected of my best friend. Her flaming red hair was tied in a bun, and she wore snow white clothing today. "Hey, Amanda." "Hi, Mona.... Can you give this to your brother for me?" In her hands, was an envelope. Pink, red laced, with a rose scented smell coating it. I held it and put it in my bag, frowning. This ride to school will be something, alright... -----