Kit and Kin 10

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Kit and Kin
 
by
poetheather

 
Takeshi Saito was a quiet student who kept his head down in Ravencrest High School trying to get along. But strange things happen in this small town and the spotlight finds those who would rather hide. So Takeshi finds himself pulled from his happy geek corner to somewhere else, somewhere he is not sure of.

Just another day in Ravencrest.

January 21

Making it inside, Maeko shook her head. Maggie was really something else. She had not expected that kind of reaction from the girl who had bloomed last fall, but then again they had had a different dynamic before with the whole guy/ girl thing so that could account for everything. It was kind of weird when she thought about it. Maybe this was a taste of what her parents meant by the whole ‘living a girl’s life’ business. The way she had to relate to Wallace was different and the way she was relating to Maggie was different and that had nothing to do with who she was but with the body she was wearing. That required some consideration and a bit of reframing as to how she saw reality.

She spotted Uncle Satoshi standing in the living room. “Oh hey, Aunt Chiharu is here.”

He grinned and hefted the suitcase that was part of his cover for the next part of this deception. “Okay. Well gotta go. You take care of yourself Maeko. And if you need any help with the local Fae or anything, give me a call. I can talk to the Princess and she can overrule them in nothing flat.”

She blinked a few times. That was a strange notion. “Really?”

“Well, if Morgan thinks it’s a good idea and not really overstepping her bounds then yeah. She likes me. I’m helpful.” He gathered her up in a big hug. “You take care, no joke. Play your part. Be smart. Saitos are smart, that’s why we live so long.”

With a smile, she kissed him on the cheek and said, “Thanks Uncle Satoshi. Talk to you later.”

He took his suitcase and put on a hangdog expression, heading outside, calling out, “Bye haha! Bye mom!”

The door closed behind him and the little family was finally truly alone for the first time since this whole thing began at the family’s compound up in the hills. Her mothers moved over to her and enveloped her in a big hug, enveloping her in warmth and love. After a few moments, they released her and Maeko said, “So, I suppose I should see to my room?”

“That sounds good.” replied her mom. “There is probably some tinkering to be done.”

Heading upstairs, her kasa casually asked, “So do you have any idea what you want your room to look like now that you are no longer a guy?”

“Not really? I figure I should try and make it look California and teen girl and maybe… uhm… a bit lesbian.” She ended her sentence a bit hesitantly, wondering if they were going to catch that last part.

“Wait what? Did we miss something?” asked her kasa, surprised by this new wrinkle in the situation. Two pairs of eyes turned onto Maeko, demanding clarification.

“Uhm… well… you see… it’s like this, Maggie asked for a reason why “MOM” and I were fighting and Wallace was sort of flirting with me and I really needed something on the serious side that got me here and managed to shut down Wallace at the same time because that is a world of ewww, so I sort of told them that I had been dating or rather seeing someone against “MOM”s wishes and she is a punkskatergirlwhowasintodrugs.” Maeko ended in a rush, blushing furiously and looking down at the very fascinating carpet in the hallway.

There was a moment of quiet as that whole tirade got translated and then her parents started laughing. Maeko frowned as her mothers sort of fell against each other in their evident enjoyment of this whole thing. Between gasps, her mother said, “That’s beautiful. You being all googly eyed over some punk girl into drugs. Oh my God… that… so damn funny.”

Her kasa wiped tears from her eyes and reached out, drawing Maeko into a hug, kissing her temple. “I adore you baby. You do know that right?”

Maeko cocked her head and tried to make sense out of the two adults. “What’s so funny?”

Wiping tears from their eyes, the two adults were shaking their heads, still trying to bring themselves under some sort of control after that revelation. “It is a perfect story baby.” commented her haha, trying to control her snickering. “It has outrage, indignation and all the things that fit for sending your child across the country to relatives. Let me guess, because you are such a sweet kid, you made it a bit clear that it was the drugs that got you sent here and not the fact that you were a lesbian?”

“Well, yeah… I mean what’s wrong with being a lesbian?” Maeko was clearly confused again at this point.
Her mothers were being weird again and that was not helping with her ability to understand all of this.

Her mothers hugged her again, kissing her lovingly. “Nothing baby, nothing at all.”

The trio of vixens opened the door to her room and went inside. Looking around they all tried to figure out what needed to change to best reflect the change in tenants. There were a variety of posters on the wall that did clearly did not go with the personality that they had created and she had modified but she was still at a loss for what to do with everything. Looking at all of this she was hit with the enormity of the task of how one rebuilt their life to actually reflect who they were once they had changed genders. Her mind threatened to Blue Screen of Death and she needed to think of some way to deal with this. “Uhm… help?”

“Why don’t we start with getting your old clothes out and your posters down? That sounds easy, right? Don’t try to go too far ahead or you will panic.” suggested her haha gently, resting a hand on her shoulder.

Maeko nodded, clearly overwhelmed by the enormity of the task before her. There was no way that she could do this. After a few deep cleansing breaths, she started taking things out of her drawers and tossing them onto the bed, things she would never wear again. Some of it made her sad; as she liked some of the t-shirts and hoodies she had collected that had geeky sayings. The geek persona had not been a complete act, it had just been pushed a bit farther than it would have normally been. She did like the comics and the like just not to the extreme that she had felt she had needed to take things for the role. She even liked the girl who was working at the comic store as she really knew her stuff and was friendly. She was even nice to look at.

Things got divided, with a few of her posters and figurines making the cut, as a few things were determined to work for Maeko that had worked for Takeshi, mostly some of the cuter figurines and the Mia Hamm poster. There was another US Women’s Soccer poster as well that would probably work. A poster for The Avengers that focused on Black Widow was also kept because no one could think of a good reason not to keep it.

Once that was done, Maeko looked at the mostly bare walls and the mound of clothes that were not hers, not anymore. The weight of everything seemed to close in on her and she sat heavily on her bed as her knees threatened to give out. Tears started to fall and with some effort she managed to choke out, “Why did this happen…” before the sobs took over.

Her parents sat on either side of her on the bed and leaned in comfortingly, arms tight around her. Her mother said, “Let it out baby. You have been so brave facing this and I know it really sucks. We didn’t expect this to happen to you and we have been worried about you ever since. But boy or girl, you are still our baby and always will be. And despite everything, you still would be a werefox/ Kitsune mix at the end of the day.”

Her kasa leaned in and said, “I know this whole thing has to be rough on you baby. You are losing so much of who you are and it has to feel like you got nothing out of it.”

Pepper appeared and flew over, hugging Maeko’s head, burrowing into the girl’s auburn hair. “Don’t cry Foxgirl. I am really happy that I got to meet you and I get to follow you around and everything. You are the nicest foxgirl I have met!”

That got Maeko to snicker and helped slowly to work her out of the funk she had found herself in. Her haha nudged her and said, “Come on. We need to get the California Kid some sheets that fit her and other stuff for her room and a good coat. Grace, can you finish things in here?”

Her mother looked over everything and nodded with a slight smile. “Sure, I can take care of that. When you come back it will be ready for Maeko to move in and put her new mark on the world.”

Being helped up by both her parents, Maeko sighed very theatrically. “So I gotta go shopping?”

“Just relax and try to think of it this way. Like your cover you are going in to new stores to see mostly new things. This can be an adventure. Enjoy it.”

“Yes kasa. I will try.”

“Good. Now grab your purse and let’s get going. See you love.” Her parents kissed as Maeko grabbed her purse.

Once downstairs, she grabbed the coat that had been summoned for her by her Aunt and headed outside to the car so she could get it warmed up. Shortly her kasa came out and they headed into downtown to some of the shops that sold household goods. Getting a nice sheet set and comforter was one of the first purchases, as well as a long mirror and a few other items that her kasa said would come in useful. Then they hit one of the other stores, one that her mothers often shopped at, to pick up the coat and a couple of other pieces of clothing that were more fitting for the weather than the clothes that filled the suitcases. The long coat would help cover more of her while she headed to school and the slightly lighter California clothes would be fine once she got inside.

She remained aloof, not really engaging with anyone, like the plan meant for her to do, playing with her cell phone instead of interacting with a bunch of the sales people who were trying to meet the new girl. She did note that the store’s owner seemed to sniff a bit deeper as she was close by. That was a bit odd and instead of thinking about that she texted Maggie, ‘Sorry about earlier.’

A few minutes later her phone buzzed and she looked at it. It was Maggie. She smiled and read the text, ‘K Welcome 2 town.’

‘Thanks’

‘busy tomorrow?’

‘getting settled’

‘I will show you around town Monday’

‘Sounds great’

Maeko smiled happily. This was a nice development. Maybe Maggie and she would be able to become friends again. That would make this whole thing easier if she managed to make ‘new’ friends out of at least one of her old ones. Of course, there was no telling what and who she would be meeting Monday. As long as she was not bothered by the usual idiots it should all be good. Any day without bullying would be a good day in her opinion.

“Ready to go?”

“Yes Aunt Amane.” said Maeko in her best indignant teen tone.

They headed out to the car with their purchases and once safely in the car her kasa asked, “Is everything okay?”

“For the most part. It looks like I am becoming better friends with Maggie, which is cool but I think that Wallace was flirting with me.” admitted Maeko.

“That has to be hard. What about the whole guy code thing that says that you aren’t supposed to hit on their sister.”

Maeko rolled her eyes. Guy code? This wasn’t a TV sitcom. “I don’t know. I guess half-sister that didn’t grow up with me and that I never mentioned before doesn’t really count in his book. But ugh… kasa, it’s Wallace! I can’t possibly do that. That’s like incest or something.”

“He doesn’t know that baby. All he sees is a beautiful girl.”

“But I do.”

“Okay, but can you try to break it to him gently. You don’t want to hurt your friend. Even with telling him you are a lesbian does not mean that he’s going to stop hitting on you. And with you only being a sophomore that makes it even more likely that people will question you. Guys seem to think that it just means you haven’t had the right guy cure you. ” Her kasa shook her head in disgust at that last part.

Maeko looked a bit shocked at that and swallowed heavily. “Was… was I ever that bad?”

Her kasa reached over and rested a hand comfortingly on her leg, “No baby, you were never like that. You were always proud of us and never seemed to see women that way. However, a lot of guys do, but not all guys. Your mother knows more about all of that through her Women’s Studies stuff, about rape culture, male privilege and all of that. You can ask her about it if you want. It is actually really interesting and kind of scary. But what do I know; I’m just a dumb jock.”

“Kasa, you’re not just a dumb jock.” chided Maeko.

“Well, okay, not just a jock. But I am a jock as well as being pretty smart. But the thing that you have to remember is, guys have a hard time seeing girls as being at the same level as them, of being equal. Because girls are not as big or as strong, on the whole, they are of course lesser. You haven’t had to grow up seeing this, how boys take this idea as a matter of course, how they just assume girls are into them as a default. Sure there are variations, and guys with depression and gays and such but a lot of guys don’t even think of the privilege that they have in our culture just by being male. And don’t even get me started on wereguys, some of them are just terrible, with some of the wolves are possibly the worst of the bunch. So learning to be careful around guys and to take care of them gently is probably in your best interest, mainly to give you a tactical and strategic skill to deal with them. It sucks that women have to deal with them in such a way, but that’s kind of life if you’re a woman.”

Maeko blinked as she took that in. It was a lot and she was familiar with some of the ideas, having heard bits of this before in her parents conversations. But to realize that a lot of this now applied to her… it was like getting dunked into ice water. “So, what you are suggesting is that I should be nice to Wallace about this, kind of apologize for being bitchy and just say he isn’t my type?”

“That should work, to make sure that there are no misunderstandings. Think of it like fighting with either wind or water. You need to dance around their issues, lead them, letting their own power cause them to lose. That is how women fight. Earth and fire are more of a man’s approach. Try thinking of it that way.”

With a nod, Maeko agreed with her haha. That did make sense though it was a bit overwhelming. So much about her life had to change because of this transformation she had undergone, and not the one into the supernatural creature. It was mind boggling. All of this change was even spilling into fighting styles? How was she ever going to be able to keep all of this straight? Sure everyone told her that just living her life would make a lot of this second nature that simply living a girl’s life would make her a girl, but that didn’t seem to make a lot of sense to her at this point. She figured this was one of those things where she just had to trust that her parents knew what they were talking about.

Once they got home, her bedroom had been quite changed, with things moved around, and in slightly different positions. The bed was in a different position, giving the room a completely different look. The dresser and credenza were also moved to different places. The bookshelf was against another wall near her small desk and there was a new piece of furniture with an oval mirror attached. Maeko blinked as she took all of this in, “You did this yourself?”

“Oh yeah.” replied her mother, quite proudly. “I shifted forms and that made me plenty strong.”

Her kasa sighed, rubbing her temples and said, “Did you at least remember to pull the drapes this time?”

“Yep. No free shows for the neighbors. And all the old clothes are boxed up and in the garage so we can take them to Goodwill or something. I brought up my old vanity so you had something to use to help you put on makeup or what have you. Do you like it?” Her mother was grinning broadly, as she gestured at the room.

Maeko looked over things and smiled, “It looks good. Thanks mom.”

“Anytime. Now let’s get these things put up or away and we can spend the rest of the weekend goofing off. I don’t know about you, but these last few days have been really crazy.”

Maeko giggled as her haha smacked her mom lightly in the back of her head.



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