20 comments/ 89013 views/ 9 favorites Ruby Feathers Ch. 01 By: GaryStargazer * Ruby Feathers is a story I wrote for a friend of mine several years ago, I've slowly updated it over the years and at the time of this writing it's up to 15 chapters. I've gotten better but my writing still has a long way to go, that being said, the other chapters look like a train wreck, So I will be cleaning them up and bringing them to here as I get them done. After looking at some of the feedback I've decided to give the whole chapter a face lift. Added some much needed descriptions, fixed some more grammatical errors, etc. Also I want to thank my friend Mary for helping me edit this up. * * Hi, Brother! It's been almost 2 years since you left for college. So, I took it upon myself to come visit you since you never call or write, you jerk! I'll be at the airport around 3 o'clock on Saturday, so you better be there, else ima bust into your place and eat all your food! ~Love, Tasha With an annoyed groan of disapproval, the small, wadded up paper ball flew up against the wall as the young man that was reading it pushed his glasses up on his nose. "Just what I need, and right in the middle of finals, too." His fingers brushed a stray lock of his sandy-brown hair out of his face, his emerald eyes gazing over his messy apartment and then settling on the clock next to his TV. The young man stood there a moment, rubbing his temples, slowly as he thought to himself. His eyes then focusing on the clock again, "Wait a sec?". He reached for the paper wad on the ground and quickly unfolded it to look at the date. His eyes widened as they suddenly jerked upwards from the letter to the clock for a third time. "Fuck!" he exclaimed as he began to dart about his messy apartment, picking up trash and dirty clothes. "Why did her ass have to be coming today? Damn you, Tasha, you did this on purpose!" Growling to himself, he picked up most of the mess in the den. He then put on his jacket before clipping on the shade covers to his glasses and ran out the door to get to the airport. This stressed young man is Chaz Renault, a student at the local university in town. He left his home town a little over 2 years ago to pursue an education here after being accepted on a scholarship. He had better scholarships, but chose this location because of its distance from his parents and home town. Speeding down the highway with the sun glaring off the tint of his glasses, Chaz grumbled to himself about his sister's bad timing. Thinking back to his childhood with his family and his older sister, it seemed she was always a bit more naive than he was. Her grades in school weren't as good either. In fact, most of the time, she ended up in detention for getting in arguments with her instructors. When all was said and done she was definitely a tom boy. Although she was a year older than him, he ended up passing her in school due to his excellent marks and also her not-so-excellent ones. Pulling to a stop light, he took his wallet out and looked at the picture he had of her. It was taken a year before he left home for school. His sister had him grabbed up next to her with her hand stretched out in a peace sign. "Hmm, she always picked on me and teased me. And she never could get a date since she always scared off the boys around her." His eyes scanned over her a few more seconds. "She was always fun to hang around though, even if she was a bit of a tease at times." The sound of a honking horn brought him back to reality. The light had changed and he hadn't noticed. Setting his wallet down in the seat, he continued on to the airport. Finally reaching the airport, he parked and went inside to the terminal. Swearing under his breath about the parking fee, he went to the flight board. Searching the arrival times, he realized he was late. "Shit, the plane has been here almost half an hour." He muttered to himself as he looked around the terminal filled with hundreds of people. "Gawd, how am I going to find her in this mess?" He stood there thinking to himself as he heard a soft voice call out to him, "Is that you Chaz?" Spinning around, he came nose to nose with a pair of green eyes looking right back into his own. Blinking a few times, he attempted to say something before a finger was placed to his lips. The young woman smiled playfully before pulling her finger away and wagging it slowly. "You're late, Brother. I was starting to think your apartment was going to meet a tragic, fiery end, but here you are! So, I guess all is forgiven." Chaz blinked several times before stammering out a reply. "What the hell!? W-where do you get off saying that after I only had all of, like, twenty minutes of warning! You should be glad I even checked my mail before I did anything else! And another thing, you got some nerve go-" His rant was cut off as he was suddenly hugged tightly by his giggling sister. "Oh, I missed your ranting, Brother." She half-laughed into his ear. He smiled gently, feeling his sister hug him. Holding her back gently, he wasn't quite sure what to make of her since it had been 2 years. "You know, you look really silly in those." Tasha chimed in as they were riding back to his apartment. Her finger was pointing to the clip-on shades attached to his glasses. Her other hand slowly played with a long strand of her straight brown hair. "Don't give a damn. They keep the sun out of my face. I don't wear them for a fashion statement." He growled out the answer. "She is already starting up her teasing", he thought to himself. "Gosh, no wonder you don't have a girlfriend, yet." He blinked in surprise, knowing he hadn't even mentioned his love life. "I bet you haven't even gotten laid yet, Brother!" She wagged her finger playfully, "That's so embarrassing! I mean, not getting fucked by now and you're already twenty?" "It's none of your business! And if you're so smart did you ever get laid? You're probably still a virgin too!' He barked out the words while blushing slightly. "Oh, well it's different for us girls. We're supposed to save it for someone special, but you're a guy. You should have had ten girls under your belt by now, easy." "Where the hell does she get this from", He thought to himself in shock. "Whatever. Excuse me if I have some vestment of dignity in my blood." He muttered the words before turning up the radio to avoid any further interrogation. Finally reaching the apartment, he got some of her things from his car and helped bring them into the apartment. After lugging in several bags, he dropped the last of the bags in the front room's floor with a sigh. "Shit, did you have to bring so much crap for a visit?'" "Well...'', she trailed off in her reply. "Well, what?" he said with a bit of worry, not liking the tone in her voice. "I'm not going home...", she said looking down at the floor. His face turned to one of shock, then inquiring, then finally to one of fear at the thought of being teased and harassed every day. "Wait a minute! You mean you moved out to live with me?" Pointing to himself, slightly confused. She just nodded slowly, looking down at her feet. "No, I don't think so. There is no way we can live together without killing each other. I mean, the 'rents and I already hate each other. How do you think they would take this?" He stated, point blank, as he crossed his arms. "Oh please, Chaz! I will be good, I promise! You won't even know I'm here. " She begged as she clung around Chaz's arm, hugging tightly as she jerked him back and forth until his glasses almost fell off his face. "Wha, you're making me dizzy! Damn it, Tasha, knock it off." He looks over to his sister clinging to him and couldn't help but notice that her breasts were pushing right up against his arm. He noticed the somewhat low cut in her top showing off the ample cleavage of her chest. His cheeks blushed brightly at the sight. "I think her chest got bigger in these last two years", he thought to himself. "A-alright, alright, you can stay a week or so while we figure something else out, ok? Now let go." He blurted out hurriedly as he pulled away from her with a blush. She squealed happily at his words and hugged him around the neck. "Oh, thank you, Chaz! You won't regret having me around. It'll be a lot less lonely." Chaz just stood there, thinking about what he had gotten himself into as she clung to him. A few hours later, after getting everything unpacked, Chaz was finally able to relax a bit. He sat down on the sofa, kicking his feet up on the coffee table and laying his head back. Closing his eyes, he gave a sigh, "Gawd, I must be really stupid to have agreed to this." He could hear his sister in the kitchen doing god only knows what, so he called out. "Tasha? Hey, Tasha, what are you doing?'" "I'm just trying to find something to make for dinner, Brother," he heard her call out from the kitchen. "I doubt you will find anything. Oh! Hey, don't touch my leftover piz-," His statement was cut short as she walked into the room chewing on a piece of cold pizza in her hand, her head tilted to the side "Did you say something, Brother?" she blurted out, innocently. He looked at her, a slight twitch in his left eye, as he watched her eat the last of his food. "Gawd damn it, Tasha! Don't you know that was the last food in the house?" He looked at her, rather crossed as he spoke. "Yeah, I figured as much. I couldn't find anything else." She said casually as she gulped down the last bite of the cold pizza. Chaz sat there dumbfounded by what had just transpired, "And yet you just... Fuck it." He stood up, grabbing his car keys off the table and walked to the door. "I will go to the store and get more food then, since you ate the last of it. Never mind I've not eaten since lunch." "Oh! let me come with you." She said cheerfully with a slight hop. "No, you have done enough already. Just stay here and finish unpacking or something." He snapped out the words then slammed the door and got in his car, spinning out of the driveway of the apartment complex. Tasha stood there alone in the apartment and sighed lightly while placing a hand on her hip. "Brother, you can be such a drama queen sometimes." About an hour later Chaz got back to his apartment with groceries in tow. Walking up to his door, he kicked it a few times with his foot while calling out, "Yo! Tasha! Open the damn door, my hands are full here!" He heard only silence to his request. "Fuck..." He fumbled to get his keys while muttering to himself after laying the bags down. Finally he got the door open and brought the groceries into the apartment, kicking the door shut behind him with the heel of his foot. Placing the food on the table in the kitchen, he looked around, "Hum... Tasha, are you around?" He started checking around the apartment while muttering to himself, "Where did that silly girl go?" checking the bedroom and the den he found nothing. He trotted down the hall, looking in the side room to find it empty as well. "Crap, I was a bit of a jackass earlier. I hope she didn't decide to leave. She doesn't even know anything about this town yet." With a slight bit of worry, he checked a few more areas then opened the bathroom door, "You in here Tash-" he quickly went silent when he came face to face with his sister, and all she had on was a towel, which was wrapped around the hair on her head. Tasha gave him a startled look before realizing what was happening. She clenched her fists as she glared at him and started yelling, "Chaz! Shut the fucking door!' she screamed out at him as Chaz quickly slammed the door back closed, standing there blinking several times with a bright hue of red on his cheeks. "Sorry! I didn't mean to!" He hurriedly spit the words out through the door before quickly retreating into the kitchen. After putting all the food put away, Chaz decided to go ahead and make dinner for him and Tasha. Taking out some vegetables, he began cutting them up to make a salad. He worked the blade quickly and skillfully, shredding the lettuce and cubing the vegetables flawlessly as he hummed to himself. A soft voice echoed in his ear, "You always were good in the kitchen brother..." He jumped suddenly almost dropping the knife out of shock. "Gawd, don't sneak up on me like that!" He blushed once more, thinking about the previous incident. "Why? You snuck up on me a minute ago." Tasha smiled, noticing the blush on his face as she looked over at him from the side. "That was an accident. I was just looking for you because I was worried." "You didn't even bother knocking." She said casually as she stuck her tongue out playfully. "Well, it's my damn house. I'm not used to having to knock to go into my own rooms!" "Well... It's ok, I forgive you," she said it cheerfully as Chaz grumbled as he went back to chopping vegetables. "I didn't ask for your forgi-" He was cut off suddenly when he felt the sensation of two soft mounds being pushed into his back as his sister hugged him tightly from behind, her arms curled around his chest "Brother, thank you for letting me stay here. I love you so much!" Tasha said happily while clinging to him. "Is she still only in a towel?" He thought to himself. Her smell was all around him and what this feeling of being held made him feel got him even more nervous. He put his knife down and somehow managed to keep his voice even as he spoke. "Y-you did change didn't you?" "Of course I did! You think I'm gonna run around like that in the house?" Turning around he saw she was wearing a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. Chaz ran his fingers through his sister's hair to brush her bangs aside before smiling gently. "I love you, too, Tasha... now let me finish dinner so we can eat." Tasha grinned at him and flicked her head to the side, "You were afraid to turn around, weren't you?" Chaz grumbled and turned back to his work. "I don't know what you're talking about. Now let me finish this..." She just giggled. "Fair enough. Thank you for cooking by the way." After dinner they stayed up and talked for a few hours, catching up on old times and talking about what had happened since they last saw each other. Chaz was amazed at how much his sister had changed. She was so familiar and yet also so different. He hadn't noticed it, but she had become a fine woman, even if she did act pretty childish sometimes. It was well after midnight before they finished talking. Chaz decided to get some sleep since tomorrow was his only day off and he wanted to enjoy it. Walking over to the closet, he took out a spare sheet and pillow and set them on the sofa next to his sister. "Here are some things for you to sleep with. I'm headed to bed." He went to his room and closed the door behind him, leaving his sister on the couch. He walked over and turned on the stereo, putting in a CD to listen to as he sighed softly. He thought back to the events of the day and what had happened to him. "Seems like my life is going to get a lot more complicated now..." He pulled off his shirt and pants and tossed them in the hamper for the dirty clothes before going to his closet to put on a robe. "Well, maybe tomorrow will be better," he said as he climbed into his bed and turned out the lights. Laying there in bed Chaz thought about the day's events, it was all so sudden and quite shocking. He looked around his empty room while soft classical music played from the stereo, his eyes already adjusting to the darkness. He closed his eyes and yawned gently, his mind wandering as he lay there, thinking back to when he walked in on his sister. He chuckled a bit at how mad she was at him. Then he thought about that brief moment there in the bathroom. He got a full look at her and she had indeed changed greatly. Her skin was milky and smooth looking, her hips curved nicely in all the right places and her breasts were full and firm looking. He could still see the water dripping off her nipples, hard from the cool air hitting them after the warm shower. His eyes suddenly snapped open as he realized his hand had moved down off his chest and was now rubbing at his swollen shaft, caressing it while he thought about his sister's body. "W-what am I thinking... what am I doing?" He growled as he rolled over on his side and shut his eyes tightly. "Thinking about her like that... that's sick and messed up. I should be ashamed of myself", he thought to himself as he shut his eyes tightly, and tried to force himself into sleep. Later that night he was awakened by a slight nudging sensation on his shoulder. "Chaz... are you awake?" His name was being called softly. He rolled over to see his sister standing there at his bed side. He yawned and blinked, then looked at her groggily. "Yes, what is it?" he slurred out the words, half asleep. "Um... Can I sleep in here with you? I can't sleep out there alone. It's to strange and I can't seem to fall asleep," she whispered to him. At this point he was so tired he didn't care. "She will probably sleep on the floor, or something," he thought, as he rolled back over to go back to bed. "Yeah, sure, whatever, knock yourself out." He drifted back to sleep hearing the words, "Thank you, brother."