Age game [Sheeka]

[SHENG RÉN]

CRASHING IN AND breaking you to bits

At the Inazuma dojo it was a rather normal day, well at least of the people that resided in the home of rather interesting individuals with the self-appointed cleaning master doing his usual routine. There Sheng stood proud of his work as he finished off his polishing of the floors and cleaning all of the hallways of the building, he had a red and yellow apron with various different cleaning utensils and products in it's pockets and on his head was a matching bandanna which made him pin his hair back except for his two locks which has his adornments. "Now I bet this is gonna last a day or two tops until i have to do this again." He said with a small sigh as he brought up a arm to wipe his forehead, as he remembered the group's tendency to make a mess, sure he was sometimes to blame when he is training but at-least he cleans up right after himself but it didn't really bug the teen that much, as it gives him something to do.

After a few seconds to relish in the feeling of clean floors, he raised an hand up to his chin as he remembered that he now had to clean up the rooms of those who have been living in the building and if one could see Sheng's face they would say that it contorted as he realized that Rai's room was on the list. Sure he had nothing against their fearless leader, but one thing he did hate was cleaning up after him, the first time he saw his room he damn near passed out but now it is at-least manageable. He went over his other options and he thought that one of the more sensible choices was the kid's mainly due to the fact that he actually takes care of his room and the only weird thing is his obsession with stuff animals, and he was sure that sometimes Jiao will just wander in and hide among them whenever the cat did something wrong. With his mind made up Sheng made his way towards Sheeka's room, during the small walk to Sheek's room Sheng started to think.

"Now how the hell is it that a bloody ten year old can be more mature then everyone around here? On that note he is also the most sensible for his age, he is making the rest of us older folk look bad." The thoughts circled his head and even caused him to pout slightly as he knew he was right and it kinda annoyed him, so perhaps the brunette could tell the kid to lay off a bit.

He then stopped at Sheek's door and gave it two knocks as he knew the kid was in there doing something, whatever kids do these days."Housekeeping, also can i talk to ya for a minute kid?" Sheng had intentions of bringing the topic up when he did his inspections and hopefully the one he perceived as a child would understand. Probably not.

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[SHEEKA RIVA]

my heart is cold, please don't leave

Sheeka couldn't really fathom Sheng's urge to constantly clean the dojo. He also couldn't fathom how he could go into Rai's bedroom and not be horrified at the mess Rai's room was - granted, Sheeka could usually ignore the mess on a good day if it involved playing video games, but any other time...he didn't want anything to do with Raitaro's room. He didn't know how Rai could live in his room with how messy it got in just a few short days in between Sheng cleanings. Granted, Sheeka also probably could get lost in the piles of things Rai kept around his room....so it was no wonder he tended to avoid the room.

Sheeka, on the other hand, tended to at least keep his room at the dojo neat and tidy. Of course, a lot of his things were also either at home in Italy or in his apartment nearby that he kept for himself and for his adoptive parents whenever they came to visit. It wasn't often they did because Sheeka usually preferred to make the trip back to Florence, where the main house of the Riva was located without making his adoptive father come out to Japan, especially knowing that it was usually just his way of avoiding doing his work.

Most of Sheeka's room was just a bunch of stuffed animals, his clothes, and lots of various manga series and several cosplays - granted, he could just illusion himself into said cosplay...but it wasn't like he couldn't afford to continually buy these things. He had a part time job, despite also having a trust fund from his adoptive father and the little bit of money he'd found out his mother had left him after he had turned eighteen - she'd apparently at least kept that hidden from his father.

He replaced several of the stuffed animals on his bed with new ones - equally sharing the comfortable bed with all his stuffed animals. The rest went onto another shelf. The only one who never really got to sleep in the bed was a ratty, old looking stuffed giraffe that was perched on a shelf next to one of the few pictures of his mother that he had. It was one of the only things he had left to remember her by, having gotten it shortly before his sixth birthday and his mother's death. It had run away with him and had even to this day, managed to stick around.

The knock to his door made Sheeka move from his position of standing on the bed, putting a stuffed tiger on top of shelf above the bed. He lightly jumped off the bed, fixed the covers on it and moved to open the door. He didn't know when Sheng had to announce house-keeping, or had to clean his room when he usually kept it clean. Mostly, he just figured Sheng dusted and picked up what little things Sheeka left on the floor - namely his clothes and the occasional times he left his stuffed animals on the floor, especially if Fiona knocked them off the shelves while she was prowling around them. Speaking of Fiona knocking things off, just as Sheeka opened the door, the small snow leopard kitten could be seen leaping to the shelf above the bed, knocking over several stuffed animals that had just been placed there and she could be seen pushing the ones she missed off onto the floor and the bed, just to claim the shelf as her own. She sat and began licking her paws, looking innocent as she stretched out on the now-empty shelf.

Sheeka glanced behind him at the box animal and sighed before turning to Sheng. "You know, you don't need to announce housekeeping...and I can keep my room clean on my own...Rai's room is more than enough to make up for mine," he commented, tossing a couple stuffed animals from the floor onto the bed. "What'd you want to talk about, though?" he asked, slightly curious about what he wanted to talk about. Most of the conversations revolved around Sheeka's apparent 'child' status among the Spiaggia, when in reality, he was the oldest of the group - beating out Sheng by about a month...so he didn't have too much hope into it being something other than his age.

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[SHENG RÉN]

CRASHING IN AND breaking you to bits

Sheeka's room was by far the most relieving of the other resident's as the worst thing is the mass of stuff animals, which can cause the teen to suffer from cuteness overload but hey just as long as it wasn't a mess like Rai's. Normally he would do this when the teen was out on "business" but since he wanted to talk to the mist guardian, he thought now was the best time to do this. When Sheeka opened his door and commented about Sheng's announcement of housekeeping and that he can keep his own room clean, he could only shrug at the notion,"Would you just rather me just barging in? If so I am happy to oblige." He responded with a rather deadpan expression where it was hard to tell if he was simply joking or he would actually just walk into someone's room and yell at them about a mess. For the comment on how Sheeka could keep the room clean he scratched he back of his head slightly,"Yes I am aware that you can, but I guess you can call it an ease of mind. It's gonna bug me all day if I don't at-least take a peek to see if everything is in order." The storm guardian's tone was a bit on the nervous side as he was a tad bit embarrassed of his urge of cleanliness.

As he spoke he simply rose on his tiptoes to look over Sheeka and look at the general state of things, aside of the usual animals and such it seemed rather normal so he couldn't help but to smile slightly. "Yeah things look about right, aside from the ones that were just scattered about due to a certain animal." He commented as saw the empty shelf and the snow leopard who was trying to act as innocent as ever. It reminded him of Jiao during his younger days, now however the tiger was at-least aware that if he made a mess, he better hide or suffer from Sheng's disappointment. Speaking of Jiao, Sheng hasn't seen his animal since he started cleaning which in retrospect probably a good thing as he would much rather have Jiao out of the place or in his room during cleaning time or he might just ruin most of the things he has cleaned.

He snapped back to reality when Sheeks ask what he wanted to talk about, and at first he raised a brow before remembering that there was something he wanted to talk about,"Oh yeah. I was just thinking, how are you well...you." When the words left his mouth he only just sighed as he rose up his right hand to scratch his chin slightly as he tired to word his question in such a way that didn't sound too blunt."How is it that you, the youngest out of all of us, so much more mature then the rest of us? Rai excluded. Kid's don't normally end up like this." Good ole Sheng, master of words and totally making sense, you know just as long as it involved training or cleaning tips, aside from that you get well...this.

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[SHEEKA RIVA]

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Well, of course Sheeka wouldn't want Sheng just barging in...but there wasn't anything that could really embarrass Sheeka at the Inazuma house besides maybe being caught changing clothes or something. He was generally really considerate of the Inazumas because they had been nice enough to offer him a place to live, despite him already having an apartment procured when he had arrived in Japan shortly after he had turned fifteen. Rai had just turned 13 when Sheeka had shown up, on his birthday, as sort of a surprise. For awhile, Rai's father had sort of walked on eggshells around him, not knowing what to expect from him after he had heard about all he'd been through. There was always more to his story that he'd never told anybody, not even his adoptive father.

His head tilted to the side, carefully. He wouldn't care if anybody barged in really. "Either way isn't a big deal...but I suppose I can understand your urge to want to clean..." He liked being in a clean place and being clean on himself. Living on a streets didn't provide much in the hygiene department. Alessandro had picked him up and he'd been dirty and scrawny - like a street urchin you'd see in movies and books. Sheeka looked at the mention of stuffed animals scattered about and sighed slightly. "Fiona..."

"Meow?" She opened her mouth slightly in an innocent-sounding meow as she got up, circling several times in place like a dog and then settling again and Sheeka just rolled his eyes at her before turning back to Sheng as he bounced lightly on the edge of the bed as he then asked his general question of why Sheeka was more mature than the rest of then - despite being the youngest. A huff left his lips as he looked at Sheng in annoyance. "For the last time, I'm the oldest," as he thought about it for a moment, trying to figure out a way to get Sheng to understand that. "Hachi is the youngest. He's seventeen - a month younger than Rai, give or take a couple days." There, of course, was a reason why Sheeka was always mature and never acted as childish as the rest of his family...but that was because he'd grown up too fast.

Of course, even nineteen year olds were still childish, as well as teenagers. "Grew up too fast..." Sheeka answered quietly. "I know most of you guys don't know much about me...but Rai knows mostly everything...and the truth is, I lost any chance I had at a normal childhood after Mama died." he rolled his shoulders in a shrug, tilting his head to the side after a moment as an idea popped into his mind. "I could act like I'm ten, for a bit though, if you want me to for a couple hours..." something about his light tone...was almost worrisome, but Sheeka doubted Sheng would even worry about it. Well, besides the fact that's adopted, the rest of the Spaiggia knew very well that Sheeka's mother had died when he was young and had been Rai's mother's best friend and Mist Guardian, but between that death and then this subsequent adoption, it was a blank. He never spoke of his father, but often spoke fondly of his mother of what he could remember.

He smiled, almost too pleasantly as mist flames flared to life on his ring. For a moment, his form shimmered with the mist flames for a moment as he altered his own appearance with his flames. For the most part, he hadn't changed. There was, however, a change in his height - smaller. His eyes seemed larger for his face, wide and green - which added more to the adorable appearance. It was probably no wonder he'd been considered jailbait and had attracted a more...unwanted attention from a particular crowd. If you consider the fact that he had been as thin as a rail when he was younger, he was probably even more desirable now at a normal weight. It seemed puberty had mostly rounded out some of his features more, to at least take away some of his childish features from when he was younger, although not many of them. He had to guess the proper proportions of his height to his weight, but he seemed to have done a decent enough job on that, though. He rose to his feet, the difference in height between then and now was definitely noticeable. "Considering I'm nineteen, this more matches my appearance when I was ten..." he stated thoughtfully, glancing at himself in a mirror when he was done. Phase one. Done. Phase two. Initiated.

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[SHENG RÉN]

crashing in,

AND BREAKING YOU TO BITS

Sheng could only sigh as Sheeka responded that he didn't really mind on if Sheng knocked or not, however it was really against his nature to just barge right in and start cleaning. For one, he wasn't quite sure on what people were doing in their rooms and besides, he would prefer to get this done while the person in question is out or if they are asleep he can just sneak in and clean before the person even wakes up. Oh well it wasn't like this wasn't gonna change the young man's schedule, and speaking of schedule if he recalled that Rai was still sleep and if possible he would check to see if he could clean the room, before it got too late.

A small snicker came from Sheng when his friend's box animal made the mess,"Reminds me, of when Jaio was that size. They get better overtime." He remarked with a small smile on his face. Come to think of it, Sheeka's room was usually one of the most kept together rooms in the building, aside from the scattered plush out of place, or just some obscure piece of dust that wouldn't drive any sane person nuts, but it is Sheng that we are talking about here. It was just another side that he was one of the, if not the most mature one of the group, which kinda both pleased and irritated the young man in a weird way.

The mention of how Sheeka had to grow up and mature due to his mother's passing struck the young janitor, his form slouched a bit as he remembered that fact,"Oh that's right, I sometimes forget that." His eyes kinda avoided the shorter individual's own as a sign of disappointment, mainly to himself as he couldn't even comprehend what Sheeks went through and even the fact that he would forget a detail as important as that. "Sorry for bringing that up." Sheng felt sympathy for his peer, however he knew that Sheeka wouldn't really approve if he just felt bad for him all of the time so after a moment his visage went back to it's usual deadpan look.

He didn't really notice what Sheeka was doing or saying, but before he knew it the teen was covered in mist, and this prompted the storm guardian to take on a mixture of his combat stance, while wielding a feather duster in his right hand, and his left brow rose slightly. For all he knew it could have been an enemy attacking, however what emerged from the mist really made Sheng question what was going on, as he was face to face with a slightly shorter and large eyed Sheeka. "Wait, what?" He lowered his feather duster but his eyebrow remained raised at what was going on, however one thought ran through his head.

"Must resist urge to hug, it might be a trap."

He couldn't help to admit that Sheeka's current form threw him off guard, but just the way the boy looked gave him the sudden urge to just hug or pat him on the head, like one would do to a little brother of sorts. Then Sheeka said that he would take on the form of his younger self for a while, well at least that was one mystery solved however Sheng just simply got a sudden sudden sense of dread, he wasn't quite sure but he was sure that this was gonna bite him on the ass. "Umm, well that's nice and all but you don't have to act like that right away or anything." He spoke in a nervous tone as he scratched his face, this whole experience isn't gonna go well for him, he knew it.

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SHEEKA RIVA

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[SHEEKA RIVA]

my heart is cold, please don't leave

While Sheng may enjoy the idea of sneaking into rooms to clean when the inhabitants were still asleep, with Sheeka...that was highly unlikely. His upbringing made it nearly impossible for him to be a heavy sleeper. He slept lightly for the most part. His room wasn't near as bad as Raitaro's, however...so there was never a reason for Sheng to actually need to sneak into his room. Sheeka didn't always hang out in there, anywhere. He also rented an apartment nearby that he, when he wanted time to himself, would stay there. He'd slept in Kaoru's apartment once or twice before, and even at the Varia HQ...so there were nights that he wasn't home.

Sheeka almost couldn't imagine Jiao being like Fiona as a kitten. The majestic - and very fluffy and cute tiger - didn't seem to be the type that would be a trouble maker. Granted, Sheeka had found the tiger asleep with his stuffed animals on his bed on several occasions and even had the animal crawl in with him at night if Sheng had him out of his box. It wasn't really known how long a box animal could be sustained outside of their box...but Sheeka did like having Fiona out of hers as much as possible and so did many of the people he knew. He saw the Varia's Captain's box wolf out almost constantly. He didn't see Kaoru's as often, though...

Since Sheeka rarely ever brought up his childhood with anybody, it wasn't surprising that many people forgot that his mother had passed away. It was common knowledge that he was adopted after his mother had passed away, but for the most part...as far as he talked about...nobody knew what had happened between that and his adoption, and he liked it better that way. None of the Spiaggia were really smart enough to come to the conclusion that he'd been abused and neglected by his father and that was why he was now Sheeka Riva instead of whatever his father's given name was. "That's okay...it's not like I bring it up that much anyway...I don't like talking about it...so it's easy to forget that both me and Rai lost our mothers when we were young." He doubted Sheng knew much of how Varina had died...and Sheeka liked it that way. There was no need to tell him that she had died while pregnant with the entire family of three at the time anticipating the birth of a fourth member. The fact that his mother had died was bad enough without the knowledge that he'd also lost a brother or sister. He did sort of see Raitaro in that light as well as his siblings...but it wasn't the same. He was the 'younger' brother among them, while he would have been a big brother.

He'd grown up faster than any child should have had to. It was like that with one of his adoptive siblings. Since Alessandro Riva was known among the mafia as almost a saint as well as a neutral party for the most part, they knew of his love of children. It wasn't surprising that Sheeka wasn't even the first of many children that Alessandro had taken in. He was, however, one of two that the man had personally adopted himself. His adoptive sister was a few years older than he was and she had also grown up faster than a child should have. "I had to grow up faster than any child should have had to," Sheeka stated, rolling his shoulders in a shrug. "It's nice that Ryker, Rai, and you can act all childish and immature...I don't actually know how to act the age you think I am..." Where was he when he was ten again? Maybe somewhere around Milan, Italy...he'd just sort of wandered around for the most part. Milan was a bustling tourist spot and he tried to stick to those where he could prey upon unsuspecting tourists for extra money or other things. That first year or so on the street had always been the worst... "You should ask Rai about what I was like when I first showed up...you probably wouldn't believe me if I'd told you that I was rather meek and timid four years ago." It was a definite change to what he was now. Sheeka was the diplomat of the family, the one who was commonly sent to talk with other families. The Spiaggia's alliance with the Varia, for the most part, was Sheeka's alliance with them.

But since Sheng was feeling so threatened by a lack of immaturity within Sheeka...he'd just have to give that to him, wouldn't he? Sure, maybe he was being vindictive with the idea that Sheng couldn't get his age correct...but since he felt so threatened...maybe he would add a small streak of childishness and imaturity into the mix? He wasn't really sure what a ten year old acted like, to be honest...he just knew what he'd been like when he was ten. That was about as close as he was going to get. Sheng was now obviously wary of Sheeka's sudden change...and he should be. As Sheng nervously tried to tell him that it was okay and he didn't have to do it now...Sheeka put on this sad face, voice trembling slightly. "I-i-isn't this w-w-what you w-w-wanted?" He sniffed sadly, looking at him with these teary, large green eyes. What sort of grave had Sheng dug himself?

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