Chapter 11: First Encounters
Adam smiled with glee as he walked into the empty room, his fat, balding grandfather coming in with him. "Is this one good, boy?"
"Yeah it is!" The teen said as he put the box of items down onto the floor, "So, you and gramma are REALLY going to Germany??"
"Not yet, son, you're still a minor. When ya turn 18 though, that's when we'll start makin' plans."
"So, just out of curiosity why Germany, grampa?"
"Well, ya know yer grandma, she loves chuggin the sweets-"
"I HEARD that, ya bastard!" Came the raspy call of grandma. Grandpa scowled as he turned around, and attempted to kick the door shut, yet only halfway closed.
"If she ain't got her aids turned up to feckin sonic." Adam chuckled as his grandfather turned back around, "Anyway, ya know chocolate came from Germany, and that's HER reason."
"And yours?"
"Well, I figure I git in touch with our roots, ya know?" Adam grinned and chuckled.
"I always that I was a mutt, grampa."
"Well, ya are," The old man stated, "But my family on my mother's side is from Germany. I and I have a niece in Hamburg - you don't know her - and I hear she's struggling with a meat shop, so when ya turn 18 in a few months, me and your grandma are goin to live with her for a while to git her on her feet."
"If she's struggling now, then..."
"We ain't leavin ya until you're 18, son," He said sternly, "Your not gittin the house THAT easily," Grandpa then walked to the air-mattress, "We're sending her a check a month to help her out. And when we get there, I can show her how to run that shop of hers."
"Oh, ok." Adam said.
The old man then patted the inflatable bed next to him, "Sit down, son, we need to talk."
"Again?" Adam said, his smile fading, "A-Am I in trouble? What did I do?
"Nuthin, but... We need to discuss something."
"Um... Ok..." Adam then sat next to his grandpa, rather nervously.
"Now... We need to talk about... This disease of yours-"
"It's not a disease, Granddad!" Grandma called out.
"Well, it ain't feckin normal!!"
"HERBERT!"
"EHhhhhh! Irish blood, just like her father..." He said as he swat the air with his hand, "Look, son," Grandpa then turned back round to Adam, "Look, son..." He then shifted where he sat, taking a deep breath, "Have you ever considered that you may be... Homosexual?" He said awkwardly.
Adam blinked, and nodded, "Yeeeaaahh... I thought you knew, I came out last year."
"Is THAT why your parents kicked ya out?"
"No! No, that's not it." Adam said, "They're fine with it, I just wanted to move to Hawaii, and they needed to move into a cheaper place, so it was just convenient... You don't... Hate gay people, do you?"
Before the old man could talk, grandma yelled out again, "Heh heh, just about the same way he hates everyone else!"
"Would ya SHUT it?!" Grandpa shouted back.
"Ummm, look, grampa, I'm sorry, but I can't-"
"No, nononono!" The old man hurridly said, "I'm not prejudice or nuthin. I just," He hesitated, and scratched his head, "I uh... I don't really get it... Are ya... Are ya REALLY following guys around?"
"I'm 17, grampa," Adam said, with a slight smile, "It's not like I'm a sex addict or something. I've only been on a few dates with 2 other guys before."
"And?" He said, his eyes squinting.
"And... It just... Felt normal to me... But I DID feel a little... Nervous about it..." Adam said with a sigh, "It felt like I shouldn't have been there, like I was breaking some kind of rule."
"Well, look, son..." Grandpa said, "If ya ever, ya know... Bring a guy over... Have ya had THE TALK yet, son?"
"... Again, I'm 17 years old," Adam replied, "If I don't know by now, then I'd be a lot more awkward than this."
"Well, can't see how it can GET anymore awkward-"
"HERBEERRT!!"
"WHAAAAAAAAAT???" Grandpa yelled out. Adam laughed as his grandfather sighed, "Look son, I'm tryin to wrap my head around it, cause I don't know how it supposed to work with the gays."
"Just... Pretty much the way it works for other couples I guess..."
"Well, whatEVER you gay guys do, at least wear one of them rubber things, would ya??" Adam blushed and laughed.
"Yes, grampa, I'll be careful."
"Good..." Grandpa sighed as he shook his head, "I don't know WHAT you're supposed to do with each other, but-"
"Oh, for GOD'S SAKE, Herbert!" Grandma exclaimed as she soon came into the room, yanking grandpa off the air mattress, "Leave the boy alone, will you???"
"OW! Easy there, easy!!" Adam chuckled as the two elderly adults stumbled out of his room.
He smiled as he opened up one of the many boxes of his room, putting up a few of his knickknacks on the wooden shelf. He was born in California, and raised there until he was 7 years old, and then he lived in Washington for 10 more years until he decided he wanted to live on the sand and surf.
"Heh, I can't wait until I start collecting shells. I REALLY hope I can get a job at the pier..."
"Adaaaaam!" Grandpa called out, "There's someone I want ya to meet!"
"Hm?" Adam set down his box, and then went out of his room. He walked into the living room to see his grandfather, with an Asian girl, standing there with both of her hands holding a rather large duffle with a koi painted on it, "Who's this?"
"This is your new roommate!" He then looked to the girl, "This here is my grandson, Adam! And this is uh... Yuro... Yura... I'm sorry, Miss, but how do you say your name again?"
"Hehe, it's ok, Mr Dietrich. My name is Umiyama Yuri. I am very pleased to meet you," She then bent forward in a formal bow.
"Yes, her FIRST name is Yuri, but see Adam, she's from all the way in Japan!" He said in a hushed, fascinated tone, as if he was a safari ranger showing a group of tourists a group of exotic animals.
"Um, it's nice to meet you too, but... Please don't get the wrong idea, but isn't it a bit soon for a roommate?" Adam asked, looking up at his grandfather.
"Ah don't be so selfish, son!" Grandpa said, "You can share a room with a nice, pretty young lady, eh?" He said with his eyebrows waggling. Adam blinked awkwardly.
"W-Wait, what?"
"Oh, um..." Yuri said, "I'm sorry, but I don't think that's very appropriate."
"Ah! Nonono, see, it's different, here in a America-"
"Oh my God, Grampa..." Adam said, putting his hands on his head.
"C'mon, son, don't ya think she's pretty, eh?"
"Oh God, I thought we went over this."
"Oh come on, don't knock it till ya try it~!" He said with a smile.
"Oh God, GRANDMAAA!!" Adam called out. The elderly woman then came in, half her grey hair in curlers.
"What's the matter, Adam?" She then saw Yuri standing there, looking rather awkward and embarrassed, "Oh she's the new girl? I thought she was coming next week, we haven't even finished carpeting the new room yet."
"Grampa's trying to make her my girlfriend." Adam said without conviction. Grandma's eyes widened at that statement.
"He's tryin ta WHAT??"
"WHA, I never!" Grandpa stammered.
"Ohhhohohoh not MUCH ya never, ya perverted bastard! C'mere!" She then came after the old man, "I thought I told ya not to impose girls on him!"
"He also suggested that she and I share the room too," Adam said. Grandma's eyes and mouth opened wide in shock.
"Ohhhh ya improper feckin bastard!" She then ran after grandpa, chasing him out of the old house.
"I just thought he should try a girl at least ONCE!" The old couple ran out, with grandma slamming the door behind her. Adam groaned as he held the back of his head as he huffed.
"Ok, look, I'm really, REALLY sorry about that."
"It's ok... And... Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't MIND going out with you," Yuri said, "But I just got here, and-"
"Oh no, no problem at all!" Adam said, "Actually, I'm gay so..."