Raiden and Akane are definitely the two kids who would probably get into the most trouble together at school, even with their age gap. This is based off a thing I watched and I immediately thought of them, so yeah, there you have it.

A quick recap: Raiden and Akane Aoi are your and Valt's children, go and read my Valt! Pregnancy and my Raiden profile if you haven't already if you need any background info or forgot any details.

The ages in this are a little different though. Raiden is seventeen and Akane is twelve, enjoy!!

P.S. Yes I've gone and given them set features in this, because it'll get pretty damn hard to right otherwise. For example, Raiden canonically has brown eyes and the reader's hair, in this his hair is a darker shade of blue than Valt's. Akane's hair is the same shade of blue as her brother's, but her eyes are orange like Nika's are because genes and stuff. 

"What did you guys do this time?" Valt sighed, giving the two most troublesome of his children an exasperated look that they were more than familiar with. Surprisingly, it was Valt who always worried about their mischievous antics while you were the more laid back parent who was more than likely to either turn a blind eye or join in on the fun. Valt sometimes thought that he was sometimes the only adult in the Aoi family household, then he'd shudder and wonder when that had somehow managed to happen. 

"I object!" Raiden declared passionately, standing up from his chair outside the principal's office and fixing yourself and your husband with a determined look in his deep brown eyes. "They have no witnesses, we were framed!"

Akane merely looked anxious and shuffled nervously in her own seat. After her brother's short, but definitely impassioned speech, all sets of eyes fell on her and she scrambled for something believable. "It's societies fault! I'm young and impressionable? Um, video games made me do it!"

You had to chuckle at that one, silenced immediately by the flat look your husband gave you. Once his back was turned however, you gave your kids a wink to make sure they knew that they weren't really in trouble. Unless someone had gotten hurt, it was all in good fun and they were just kids after all. Sometimes it was like Valt had forgotten all of the dumb and crazy stuff you'd all gotten up to when you were their age, but then again it made sense that he wanted his kids to calm down a little and have a normal one as opposed to an adolescence that consisted of chasing brainwashed friends across the country and competing in BeyBattles. Now, Akane and Raiden were hardcore Beyblade addicts, they were Valt's kids after all, but as far as you knew none of their friends were currently being possessed by any crazy powerful Beys, so all was good with the world. 

At that moment, the office door opened and your old principal stuck his head out to see what all the fuss was about. 

"Let's just get this over with," Valt muttered, trudging into the office as if he were the one in trouble again. You followed the two men inside, making sure to ruffle Raiden's hair just because you could, and closing the door behind you.

"I'm sure it's not that bad."

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"THEY DID WHAT?!"

"The good news is, the fire is finally under control." Principal Shinoda attempted to console Valt, who honestly looked like he was in desperate need of a brown paper bag. " And the sheep are expected to regrow most of their wool."

"Well, you've got to admire their ambition." You remarked appreciatively, wondering if Valt would rebuke against the idea of treating your family to pizza and a movie that night as a subtle pat on the back for your children's creativity. The only downside you could see was the property damage that needed to be paid for, and the regret that you yourself hadn't had the idea to pull off something on this large of a scale while you were still in high school. 

"Don't encourage them," Valt snapped. "You know they get this from your side of the family."

"Woah woah woah, don't try and pin this on me." You defended yourself readily. "They do this kind of stuff all the time and I'm the one busting my butt trying to make sure they don't get themselves killed. What do you do all day, huh?"

"Oh, suddenly you care?" Valt clutched his heart dramatically. Really, and the man wondered where his oldest son got his aptitude for the theatrics from? His eyes grew wide and began sparkling as though they were filled with unshed tears of genuine sorrow. "You want to know what I do all day?"

"That's what I'm asking," you mumbled, already coming to regret the decision. You really did love Valt, but there were many times when you found yourself resisting the very real and quite worrying urge to strangle the man. 

"I make a home for this family, that's what I do all day."

"I don't have to listen to your crazy."

"Oh? Well you also don't have to eat my cooking." Valt finished triumphantly, leaning back in his chair with smug smile on his face.

"Oh yeah?" You glared at him, deciding to hit him back where you knew it would really hurt. "Well your Beybread is usually burnt on the bottom anyway."

Valt gasped. He went stock still as if you had struck him and you narrowed your eyes victoriously. "How dare you. I want you out, get out of my house!"

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"Fine! I will!" You shouted back at your husband, throwing open the doors of the office and storming back out into the hall and past your kids who had identical expressions of awkwardness and embarrassment decoration their faces. "And I'm taking my drink mixer with me!"

"It's a blender, which my mother gave to me!" Valt stressed, stomping out after you.

"I licked it, it's mine!" You threw back at him from over your shoulder. "And she likes me better!"

"I'm her son!" Valt exclaimed. "And that's not a thing, stop licking all my stuff!"

Raiden face palmed.

"Right." Principal Shinoda cleared his throat, peaking out to ensure that you and Valt were well and truly gone before emerging cautiously  from his office. "Well, clearly you two have been punished enough."

"We are so sorry for their behaviour," Akane told him with her hands clasped together in her lap, Raiden shaking his head.

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"Do you think if we keep publicly embarrassing them enough, they'll stop destroying public property?"

"Who knows?" You chuckled, pleased with the turnout of your little spectacle at the parent teacher conference with Principal Shinoda.

"They don't really do all that kind of stuff at home, do they?" Valt asked you, almost as if he was afraid of the answer.

"Let's just say that there's a very real reason about why I have so much paint in the garage," you informed him casually as you pulled out of the parking lot and onto the main road. "That, and I've seriously considered taking the dog to therapy."

Oh my God, it is so damn windy here. 

My prelims start next week guys, wish me luck!