Chapter: Chapter 1 Thoughts

Hello, this is my first FF ... I hope you enjoy reading and don't be too annoying to me ... And please write lots of clerks>. <
Here is some information:

I don't use "" for speeches and such ...
It will be a sibling love, as you can see from the Tirel ^^ '
So I don't want to bother you anymore, so let's dive into my world x3
_____________________________________________________________________ The school bell rang, it was afternoon and I was getting ready to go home. I packed all of the teaching materials in my brown leather satchel, as was customary in Japan. I yawned and stretched, about to leave the classroom, but a girl's voice stopped me. A-Amato-san, you haven't packed your pencil case ... she said shyly. Oh thank you Yanko-san! I replied, the person I spoke to on my right was embarrassed. I wondered why she's overly shy of me. I'm Yoshitaka Amato, 17 years old, go to high school and have a little sister named Izumi, she is 2 years younger than me. I love her more than anything. I heard footsteps coming closer and closer. I was a little startled when she spoke to me. Ni-san, Ni-san, we have to go! Mom makes dinner and ... my little sister couldn't say more, because I didn't want to see her, let alone hear her. I don't know what's wrong with me, I have a girlfriend who I love, but my heart beats faster when I see her. I don't know ... I love her, but I'm not allowed to, we're siblings ... ARG! What am I thinking, I'm not even allowed to think about that ... I was desperate, I want to see Izumi, but I can't, I have to reject her, otherwise I can no longer keep myself under control. I want YOU, she's the only perfect one for me, I can't think of any other except YOU. My sister…

(Flashback)

We played "mother, father, child" with a boy from the neighborhood where we were little. I argued with the boy about who should be the father. It ended in a fight. Trying to settle, Izumi kissed me on the cheek and hugged me. Pleaded with me to stop and I hugged her back. But mother and father came, they beat Izumi, because in Japan siblings are not allowed to be seen like that ...

(Flashback over)

Since I love her more than a sister, I know it's nonsense, because later she'll find a boyfriend and ... ARGH! I just don't want to imagine that, she belongs only to ME ... Should I say that I love her ... She's not my real sister, hm ... What should I do ... I was torn from my thoughts because Izumi grabbed my sleeve and pulled me out of the classroom. I blushed. Are you finally coming home, otherwise the food will be cold, she grumbled and we went home. There was just no chance we would fall in love, I thought back then._____________________________________________________________________So, that was a small sample of my writing style. I know it's VERY SHORT, but I don't love to write much, but to write stories quickly. Because my ideas come off the assembly line ^^