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I Hate You|uoY evoL I

Monro Castle

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a part of I Hate You|uoY evoL I, by phooka.

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Grace Duam [0] "I guess you could say I'd do anything for him."
Skye Romeo Miwa [0] Have fun! (And be safe ...)
Kiyoshi Miwa [0] "She can't be cheating on me." "Can she?"
Yuka Souru [0] Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight.
Portia Kell [0] "Do I have someone in mind? Yes. Does he have me in mind? No. Do I intend to do something about it? Of course."
Mukuro Makoto [0] "You know I hate you, so please disperse and leave me."
Misook Miwa [0] Watching with curiosity, but never attempting.
Erin Miwa [0] "Hello~! Did you know I have bones in my closet? Yes, I'm being serious~!"
Ruko Lovell [0] "If it's not fun, then what's the point?"
Ichigo (Bella) Miwa [0] Skeletons? Did we just step into a horror movie or something?

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Ichigo (Bella) Miwa

Ichigo looked down at the hole in the ground, in a circle around it with her siblings and best friend. The hole held six human skeletons and a pendant in the middle. It's true that she was extremely freaked out, but she was way to freaked to move. Her hands were shaking, and she had one on Portia's shoulder on one side, and one on Hato's shoulder on the other side to keep her from falling.
The only reason that they found the skeletons was how insanely klutzy Bella was, and how old the floorboards in the castle were. Unlike most of the other rooms that either had new carpet put in or had stone floors, the living area was left with its original wood flooring, that, apparently was a burial ground for six people.
This brought a whole new meaning to, 'built on an ancient burial ground'.
Ichigo had been walking around in the room and had tripped over her own two feet, and had caught herself, but landed pretty hard on her feet on a weak floorboard. It took five minutes to get her foot out and will take weeks to get all of the splinters out of her leg.
"Think I'm going to puke." She complained, holding her hand over her mouth. She looked down at the skeletons and felt a strange longing to grab the pendant. She closed her eyes and leaned over, snatching the pendant from the center of the bones. She looked down at it and sighed, for some reason feeling even more unease, as if something terrible was going to happen.
"I'll keep this safe, but...someone should take care of those." She stood up straight and turned away from the scene. "I'm going to put this somewhere safe, okay guys?"
She ran up the stairway and headed to her room. She walked in and closed the door behind her, Bella would've locked the door, but, knowing Hato, her twin would want to check up on her as soon as possible. She quickly took the pendant and locked it in a wine bottle that had been on her bed, empty. She had no idea why, but it was good to keep things in, she already had her savings in it. She put the cork on it and put it back in its place on her white bookshelf where it made a good decoration. Then, she sat down on her bed and waited for either Portia or one of her siblings (most likely Hato) to come in, though they were probably still gaping at the skeletons.

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Hato Miwa


Hato looked down at the skeletons. He could hold his food. But his sister was bothering him. She was holding tight and she was pressing a pressure point. Hato bit the bottom of his lip as he was starting to lose conscious. Then she finally let go. Walking around she fell. Hato face palmed as he rubbed his shoulder of the pain. Trying to get the blood flowing again. The skeletons made him silent and quiet. He knew who they were. His parents and other ancestors. Their bones staring him in the face.
Ichigo then ran over to grab the pendant in the bone pile. She looked like she was about to fall and he held his breathe. Hoping he wouldn't have to dig her out of the bones. That would be a pain. He sighed as she retrieved it safely. Running up to her room. Hato gazed at her as she ran up the stairs. He soon followed after. Being his overprotective self. Just going to check on her and make sure she was putting it safely away. He had a feeling in his gut something terrible was about to happen but he didn't know what.
Hato reached Ichigo's door and he opened it without question. He pushed his blue rimmed glasses up and stared at her. Then with a fatherly like voice he spoke to his beloved sister," Sis If you wanted the pendant ask me. You looked like you were going to fall. You made me have a heart attack. Let me see your legs. I'm going to fix them up."
He always was to protect her. No matter what. He never would let her get hurt, or stay hurt that is. He walked over to her bathroom, feeling the zebra patterned rug under her. He grabbed Tweezers and lotion. He then returned to Ichigo and smiled. He sat her down in a good position and put the tweezers up to her legs. "Get Ready." HAto sighed as he went to pluck the biggest splinter.


((Sorry weak post I know.))

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Portia Kell


Portia's too-big blue eyes looked down at the skeletons before her. The pressure of Ichigo's fingers on her small shoulder made her wince and she glanced at Hato, wondering what his thoughts were on this. She was a friend to the family's, but the twins had always been closest to her. Ichigo was her best friend and Hato... Well she couldn't quite define him yet. As for now, all she knew was that it'd always been the three of them. She'd hang out with the other siblings on occasion and had nothing against any of them, but her best memories had always been with these two. Not finding anything of interest in Hato's face, she turned her baby blues back to the skeletons, her porcelain-doll like face now twisted with disgust. Most people would glance at her and expect her to be like Ichigo and run off close to puking, because looking at her, she honestly did look like a little doll with pale skin, a small frame, too-big baby blues, and bouncy blonde ringlets.

Though despite all this, the only disgust she showed was through the crinkling of her eyebrows and the twisting of her pink lips. When Ichigo pulled away from her and the pressure on her shoulder was released, she watched as her friend ducked for the gem and scampered off. Now Portia was actually relieved her friend had been weak-stomached about the gruesome scene for it gave her a reason to slip off after her and leave the cleaning of the bones to the others, for she could pretend she wasn't bothered all she wanted, but to actually touch the bones would bring her to her knees.

After Hato had taken off after her Portia looked at the others. "Good luck." She smirked, slipping away towards the stairs, small feet taking almost three steps at a time to get away from the small cluster left downstairs. When she arrived at Ichigo's door, she knocked gently before walking in, seeing Hato sitting with tweezers and one of her legs placed on his lap. Portia smiled and walked purposefully to her bathroom, blonde springs bobbing, grabbing some disinfectant and and other pair of tweezers before heading back out. "You're going to need some help Hato. Our klutz here really got herself this time." She laughed and plopped on the bed beside her, alternating between plucking splinters and wiping the disinfectant over the spots.

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Kiyoshi Miwa


Kiyoshi looked down at the bones and at the pendant in the middle.What is this? His siblings also seemed to be affected by it. They were all staring at the pendant and bones in awe. Including Ichigo's friend Portia, who was practiclly part of the family. The entire time they were inside the castle his older sister Ichigo had tripped over everything that come into her path.
As expected, Hato was there to help her up and lead her in the right direction. It made him happy to see his siblings so close like that. They were the closes out of all of them and always seemed
to be helping eachother.
Ichigo walked into the room and of course, she tripped over her own feet. Admittedly, he had to stiffle a laugh. Yup, she was pretty much the same as always, her usual klutzy self. He watched as she grabbed the pendant in the center of the bones."I'll put this somewhere safe guys.....but someone should probably take care of those", she'd said clearly reffering to the bones. He merely nodded his head slightly and returned his attention to the bones. His girlfriend Rina would love this kind of thing. All these bones and artifacts. He smiled.

He personally had never been interested in those kinds of things. But, as cliche as it sounded, he could honestly listen to her talk about history forever. It always seemed more interesting when she was the one telling him stories about it.
A feeling rushed through him. He knew she was on her way here, she was planning on staying with them and since his siblings didn't have a problem with it, he knew the time he spent here was going to be heaven.
He looked back at his siblings. "Yeah, I'm gonna go guys...good look with trying to find somewhere to put the bones." He walked up the stairs to his room and retrieved his phone off of the old wooden desk.
He was suprised it still worked at a place like this. Now sitting on his bead, he went through the contact list and went to Rina, sending her one of the pictures of the castle he'd taken. Waiting for her to come, he took a book from under his pillow. It was the one Rina had given to him. A historical ficition novel. He began reading from the page he'd left off on. After, a while, he looked up occasionally and finally he saw Rina standing outside his door. She beamed. He stood up and smilled. Hugging her, he took her hand in his, their fingers intwined. She set her stuff down and sat on the bed next to him. She smiled. "Don't you think it's kind of wierd that we're staying in the same room together?" He shrugged. "No one really cares about it anyway, their fine with it." He winked. "Don't worry I won't do anything. Plus my oldest sister would kick my ass if I ever tried anything." It was suprising how different he was around her. Most people besides her and his siblings just thought of him as quiet and reserved. She laughed. "Yeah, I don't think I really believe that." He made a sound of mock suprisement "You don't trust me?" That succeeded in making her laugh more, and eventually they were both just sitting their laughing.

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Mukuro Makoto


It was the same as ever. Him leaving his siblings to go somewhere on his own. He likes to have some time alone every now and then. Exhaling he looked up at the clear sky with a distasteful look. He hated being outside when it was sunny, but what else was he going to do. He has been waiting all of thesze years to get the revenge he oh so wanted. Memories of an embarrassing defeat kept crawling through his mind uninvited. He could see the looks on the siblings faces right before he admitted his defeat. Never again. When he heard they were killed by someone who wasn't him, he was enraged. He wanted to see the looks on their faces when he wiped them off of the face of the earth. Now what did he have to live for? His family of course. Where would they be without him and Silvia? They all had their own personalities and own worries and fears.

It gave himself the duty of helping in guiding them through any of their problems. Crossing his arms over his chest, Mukuro looked down to the ground below him. He was sitting rather high up in a tree somewhere in the woods. He would always wonder here and end up at the same exact tree. He guessed it was just a force of habit cause he never exactly remembered where it was. He always seemed to just wonder to it. His mouth held a straight line as he jumped down landing lightly on the ground. He started to walk back to the current resting place he took up. His even stride came to an immediate hault when a strange feeling swept through him. Mukuro looked behind him as if someone was there. He had this type of feeling before only many years before this. It was them. A wicked smile made its way to his lips as a full realization of what just happened. Picking up his stride, he startred to walk to where his temporary was. Was it good to tell the others the good news? Of course he had to tell them. He can't baby them.

Fifteen minutes later he arrived at a house. It wasn't big and it didn't need to be. He really didn't plan on staying in this one place forever. He burst through the front door and headed over to his room. Here he grabbed his beloved cane and exited the room almost as fast as he entered it. A while back he decided to live seperate from his siblings. He found it in their best interest not to get to attatched to him just in case one day he dies or something. Mukuro chose to protect them from a distance. For him personally it was better this way. He has to devise some kind of plan, but he should meet up with Silvia first and see what she thinks about everything. First thing first was getting to his siblings.

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Erin Miwa

Erin stared down the hole at the skeletons. "Cool." She bent down just as Bella grabbed the stone, but that wasn't what she was headed for. She poked one of the bones after everyone had left so no one was grossed out. She gave a small laugh. "I'm gonna need a chest for these." She then stood and looked around, spotting a chest across the room. She ran over and opened it, finding only dust. "Good. I don't have to clear anything out." She picked up the chest and set it down by the hole with the bones. She picked up each part of the skeletons carefully, putting them in the chest without breaking them. She then closed the chest and picked it up again. She walked down the hall towards her room. She opened the door with her arm and set the chest in a corner. She then walked to the bookcase and scanned it. "Aha!" She pulled a book, which pulled the lever under it too. She watched as the bookcase moved and the opening to her closet appeared. She picked the chest back up and walked into the large closet. She placed it on an empty counter and patted it. "I'll keep you guys safe." She walked out of the closet and closed it back up by pushing the book back into place. She pulled a different book from the bookcase and walked out of her room. She went down the hall and sat in the nearest chair, opening the book and beginning to read. "Peace and quiet. Perfect for reading."
A sudden crumbling sound interrupted her train of thought. She quickly looked up and stood, placing the book on the chair. She ran down the hall, lifting her dress a bit so it didn't trip her. She got to a door and opened it, bright light flooding her vision. She blinked a few times and walked outside, seeing what had been destroyed. A statue lay in pieces on the ground, only the head of it intact. She walked up to it and stared at it. It seemed to be the head of a donkey with two different looking horns. She raised an eyebrow at the puzzling head, but felt sympathetic for it. She picked it up and placed it on the podium it had been on. She sighed and sat in front of it on the ground, not caring about her dress getting dirty. "Wow. Great day, huh? We move in, find some bones, plus the weather is perfect." She smiled. "But you wouldn't know, would you. Oh, I wish you could. The wind in your hair, the sun in your face." She sighed blissfully and lay down. "It takes my breath away." She then started creating little shapes out of energy unconsciously, gazing up at the sky happily.

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Silvia Makoto


Silvia worked diligently, trimming the dead flowers from her beloved bushes. She was inside her hothouse, the one place her siblings did not tend to bother her. The glass house was kept over eighty degrees and the air was thick with humidity and moisture. It was the ideal conditions for a jaguar with a waterfall-fed river running through its core. The vegetation was abundant with hues of pink, green, yellows, and white. Even a few parrots floated above her head, generations of breeding to create the correct blending of colors.

Do not take her the wrong way, however. She loved her siblings dearly but things had become difficult after Mukuro decided to leave the mansion and live separate from them. Silvia was now in control of the younger demons who missed him dearly. The jaguaress had argued fiercely with her brother about his decision, but, like always, he was stubborn. Perhaps moreso than Silvia herself. Silvia felt it was her duty to watch over the younger demons and offer then the compassion Mukuro lacked. Her pride would not allow them to feel sorrow, even if her ways of going about it could appear cold and off coming. As many mother figures quickly realized, their own emotions were to come second of their children, or siblings in this case. Silvia only allowed herself to feel what would benefit her family, and act upon none of it.

Silvia abandoned the well groomed flowers and decided to go for a swim in the artificial river. Her true form loved the water, one of the few felines that could be said to do so. As she stripped and slid into the warm water, her golden eyes flashed as irises narrowed into thin slits of nonexistence. This had only occurred once before over a thousand years ago on the night of humiliation. Without submerging herself fully, Silvia rose from the water and returned her garments to their proper location. Unlike most of her siblings, her dress did not change with the times as she still wore a golden undershirt, a brown corset and skirt that fell just below her knees. Her slightly curled hair was freed from her bun and was allowed to cascade down her shoulders as she returned to the mansion's Great Room. As expected, Mukuro was there and waiting. She was excited to see him again, but her emotions remained withdrawn knowing he would not appreciate the display and that it was not the time nor place for it to occur. "Brother," she said with a firm nod. Mukuro was the only sibling she did not refer to by name, as if it were her way of showing the elder man respect. And respect she had for him as she allowed Mukuro to make all the family decisions that required his input. Mukuro was the only person Silvia would she any form of obedience toward.

"You felt it is also, didn't you?" she said, a purr curling inside her voice. "Well, what do you think we should do? We have only been waiting for a thousand years," she said, a slight taunt hidden inside her voice.

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Ruko Lovell Makoto


Ah, what it was like to be lazy. Nice, calming, serene...boring, mostly. There wasn't much to do around here, but since most of his siblings didn't care for human contact that much, they tended to live outside of their world, all off on their own. Ruko never really understood it, but he guessed it had something to do with their agelessness. It could get a little annoying to try and explain away when living in the same city with the same people for years at a time. The humans would always get confused by their appearance. While the humans changed by the day, him and his family never looked any different. Humans were greedy creatures...

Squeak. "Oh, a mouse." Ruko turned over from his back onto his stomach, resting his chin in the palms of his hands as he stared down at the creature. The mouse scurried across his wood-floored room, back and fourth, as if it were looking for something. Ruko wasn't really phased by seeing the creature, though. He wasn't a girl. He could handle a little mouse. Although, if he just let it roam around his bedroom as it pleased, it might wait until he's asleep to crawl in his mouth and eat him alive from the inside out. He heard once that mice like those kinds of things. Or was that rats? Eh, close enough.

Now that he was starting to get nervous about the evil little creature wandering his room, Ruko got to his feet and stayed close to the wall. The mouse stopped running around for the moment as it realized it wasn't alone in this big room. It stared over at the demon boy for a good, long moment as he froze and wished he could disappear through the wall, before moving around again. Ruko shuddered and quickly slipped out of his room. The second he left, slamming the door behind him--that room could never be re-entered!--he got a strange feeling. It was almost familiar, nostalgic, and it brought a warm smile to his face despite the drastic situation he just got out of. But, in another moment, it was gone and he remembered what he was doing.

His feet loudly padded against the floorboards as he ran down the halls, through the main room--not even noticing Silvia or Mukuro standing there even though he passed right between them--and down another way until he reached a door, banging loudly on it. "Yuuuukaaa!" he called loudly, still hitting the door. Who else could he go to with this? Certainly not one of the girls! He was a manly man. He couldn't embarrass himself like that! Which is why he needed Yuka to go and remove the mouse for him instead. "My life depends on it! Yukaaa! Open the door! Please, we have to leave soon!" He paused, blinking. Where did he get that idea from? Oh, right, he remembered the feeling now. But, still, first things first. "Come on, come on! Hurry!"

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Skye Romeo Miwa


Skye watched as everything went down. His sister falling, finding the bones, all the running and disappearing. Then when Erin took the bones with her, he was freaked out a bit, but thought, Hey, It’s Erin. He walked around the house a bit and wondered why bones were there. “Maybe if I do some research … I could find something … I mean, study has always been my area of best quality.” Skye ran up the stairs into his new room and instantly went for the computer. “Let’s see … first, look up historical castles in this area,” he said as he skimmed through the search engine’s list. “Alright, here we are. …… Nothing here. Nothing here either … Umm … Nothing there. Wait! … No still nothing.” Right as he was about to give up, another sire popped up. “Here we are! Something about a battle … really? Is that it? Nothing else?” Skye was rather disappointed that he couldn’t find anything. “Maybe I can investigate those bones and figure it out that way. So far, all I know is ‘battle’.”

Skye ran downstairs and out the door, where Erin was. “Erin! I need to look at those bones. Please let me look at them. I’ll give them right back.” He walked up to Erin and picked her up, since she was so small, it was easy. He carried her inside and set her down. “So, I think I might be able to figure this out, you wanna help?” Skye never really knew if any of the other kids like solving mysteries like him, but he knew pretty much everything else. He looked around the house when a thought occured to him. I seriously doubt anything anything will be the same now that those dang skeletons were found."

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Ichigo (Bella) Miwa


Ichigo silently obeyed Hato and walked with him to the bathroom. She's tried explaining to him a thousand times that she's not a baby, and she can do things by herself, but he never really listens. She pulled herself up onto the sink and placed the leg that had gone through the floorboards in his lap. For the second time that day. The first time, was right when they got to the castle, she had gotten so excited that as she was running to the steps to see her room, she tripped and slid on the living area floor and was covered in splinters.
Bella winced as Hato plucked out one of the biggest splinters. "Hato, that hurts!" She complained, but she kept skill, waiting for the next stab of pain to come. That was when Portia came in. Bella had always been a tad jealous of Portia, her hair was so pretty and bouncy and soft, while Bella's was short, flat, and somewhat frizzy at times. But, she still loved Portia like a sister.
"You're going to need some help Hato. Our klutz here really got herself this time." Portia had grabbed another pair of tweezers and began helping Hato with her leg. Ichigo stuck her tongue out at her friend and laughed.
"Who said anything about being a klutz? Maybe I was trying to trip." She grinned at her friend and brother, then took on a more serious face, pointing at her leg with one hand, and putting the other on her forehead while throwing back her head, "This is the price I pay for being a good actress, I suppose." She said, in a long, dramatic tone.
Ichigo sat up normally and laughed again. She leaned down on her legs and looked at their progress, wincing as they pulled splinters out. "Are you guys almost done? Portia and I were going to unpack my guns and go shooting out in the courtyard!" They had already unpacked most of their stuff into their rooms, or at least Bella had, all that was left were her two pistols. One was a gift from her father, it was all black, except for a small red strawberry painted on one side. The other was from her mother, it was identical to the other only, instead of a strawberry on the side, there was a small white dove, this was the one Portia always used, and also Hato when she gave him lessons.

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Misook Miwa


Misook stared at the hole that held six human skeletons and the pendant in the middle. They had just recently moved in into this spectacular castle that had been modernized to fit their needs and then they find this. Everything was looking wonderful, until she laid her eyes on these skeletons. A haunting chill ran through own bones as she stared that this discovery. Immediately red flags went up to leave the castle. Her eyes glanced to her siblings’ expressions as well as Ichigo’s friend Portia and their body languages, reading them to see how they reacted to such a find. Everyone was uneasy, that included herself. This wasn’t a normal find…. A sigh left her lips as she turned around and walked away. Someone will remove those bones and give them a proper burial. But what is the history of these bones? Why were they there...what about that pendant?..

The only reason Misook came downstairs from her room was to cook food for her siblings. She wondered if any of them still wanted to eat. Shrugging her shoulders, “Does anyone still want to eat?” She asked out loud, particularly to no one as she went into the kitchen. “We are still going to eat lunch…” With that being said, she began to cook. Bringing her long dark locks into a ponytail, she washed her hands and began to make Chicken Cacciatore over pasta. The smell of the herbs she used, such as: black pepper, garlic, marjoram, oregano, rosemary, and thyme began to fill the air was a nice, delicate aroma. She was making enough food for her siblings and leftovers for anyone else that desired a midnight meal.

After she finished, she was about to call everyone to eat, but instead she heard Skye run downstairs, calling for Erin. With curiosity, she left the kitchen and followed. “Skye, what are you up to?” Misook looked over towards Erin and smiled softly at her. “What are you two both up to?” She was very curious. Bringing her hair back, she pulled the hair band from her hair, letting her beautiful onyx locks fall down her back. Misook is naturally a very beautiful woman.

Misook gently placed her hand on Erin’s head and run her fingers smoothly through her long light blonde hair, twirling her fingers through her ponytails. “You have such beautiful hair Erin…” She spoke softly to her with a smooth and beautiful smile. Looking over towards Skye again, “Food is ready if either one of you want to eat.” She announced to both, but it was pretty obvious food was ready by the aroma it gave off. She cared deeply for her siblings, and she started to nurture all of them every since their parents died.

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Portia Kell


Portia smiled as she made a little pile of splinters in the sink, rubbing the disinfectant along her leg. "Who said anything about being a klutz? Maybe I was trying to trip." She heard her friend say and looked up with a grin on her small face.

"Oh please Bella. You'd find a way to trip on dust if you could." Portia chuckled and turned on the sink, washing the little wood pieces down the drain as Hato continued to pluck beside her. She could feel the twitch of her friends leg every time he pulled something from her skin and Portia winced with her. It must hurt a lot. Portia could barely stand plucking her eyebrows let alone over twenty splinters out of her leg. When the little slivers had washed down, she went back to work and came to the last few. She turned and rose her eyebrows at Hato, teasing him for how fast he was able to work while she'd turned her back for only a second and Ichigo threw her head back dramatically.

"Are you guys almost done? Portia and I were going to unpack my guns and go shooting out in the courtyard!" Portia pulled her eyes off Hato and turned back to her friend, plucking the last splinter from her leg and wiping it down. She quickly took a look along her skin to be sure they hadn't left anything behind and pulled away.

"Relax, we're done." She smirked, stepping away from Ichigo and offering her her shoulder to help her hop down. A smell wafted towards her through her friends open door and she smiled. "First, it smells like dinner though." She said looking at the two. "You guys hungry?"

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Mukuro Makoto


Mukuro scanned the area around him even though he knew this was where his other siblings lived. Once he stepped into the main entrance, he glanced around to see if anyone was up and about. "Are they even awake?" His voice held slight aggravation in it as a sigh soon escaped his mouth. The one thing on his mind was killing the six humans he hated so much. They were probably in the castle with smug looks on their faces right now. The shear thought of that caused him to frown. Just as Mukuro was about to look for his other family members, a familiar voice called out to him. He turned around to see his sister Silvia standing behind him. "Silvia." He tried to hide his eagerness at finally getting back at the humans for now. "You look the same as usual." It has probably been a couple of weeks since he last saw his sister or the rest of his family for that matter. He could tell from the look on her face she had felt the same feeling he had earlier.

"To answer your question, yes I did feel it. I'm sure everyone else felt the same thing as well." He looked around one more time to see if any other siblings were going to crawl out of the wood works. As he was about to reply to Silvia, he saw Ruko dash between them. It took everything in him not to grab the other sibling and ask what the hell was he doing. Knowing Ruko he was running from something trivial. Running his fingers through his hair, Mukuro turned to look at Silvia again. "I say we visit the humans at night, only this time we will act as normal humans. Maybe say we have a little car trouble or we are loss. Something along those lines. I've come to realize these humans are a bunch of weaklings when it comes to their own kind." He leaned on his cane a little as an amused look found it's way to the surface of his face.

"I can't wait to see those humans fall before us." This was probably the most excited he has been about fighting in years. "The hardest thing for us is to get our unruly siblings together." The amused look sunk from his face and was replaced with a frustrated one. It was hard to get his siblings to understand sometimes, but he was going to have to do his best. Honestly he wants to just go kill all of the humans himself, but it would be a good experience for the rest of his family. "Where is everyone?" He directed his attention back to Silvia again.

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Grace Makato


Grace woke to an unwelcome sunshine beaming down on her face through her closed blinds. It peered just around them, along the edges, toying with the security and privacy that they were supposed to provide. Grace groaned and pressed a hand against her smooth forehead. She had always hated mornings. Ever since she was a child. But she forced herself to get up and get her day started. After all, she had a feeling that today would be better than most. She flung back her covers, flinging her long legs over the side of the bed and standing up. Clothed in only a ivory satin nightgown, she easily, and literally, slid out of bed. She walked softly to her bathroom, which was attached to her room, to fix her appearance.

Once she was out of the shower and done with her makeup, she decided to go find the rest of her siblings. She walked down the stairs quietly, as she always did, only to end up behind Silvia and Mukuro. She overheard their quiet chatting, but it wasn't difficult to make out the slight excitement in Mukuro's voice. She smiled as she heard it; the things he got excited about weren't the things a normal person would be excited about. Her small foot touched the last stair, before walking up behind each of them silently.

"Good morning." She said quietly, a smile upon her lips before she walked around from behind them to stand in front. "How are you two?" Grace asked. By the green smell Silvia was giving off, Grace already knew where she had been. A long time ago, Grace had labeled it Silvia's 'secret sanctuary'. One didn't enter if they had a brain, or any types of common sense.

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Silvia Makoto


Silvia smiled at Mukuro's enthusiasm. She had expected nothing less from her brother after all the years of waiting. His idea of posing as humans annoyed her slightly, but his thoughts were true. "I wonder if they will remember us," she sighed dreamily. Her attention returned to her bother and smiled to his last question about their siblings' locations. "Oh, here, there, everywhere," she purred. "They are still just children most of them. Give them, time and they will come. Besides, you are not one to comment on the lack of being where one belongs," she said, giving him a slight jab of disapproval at his decision to leave the family estate.

Before she was able to continue, a soft voice interrupted her thoughts. "Good morning. How are you two?"

Silvia tisked her tongue as she had wished to continue her conversation with Mukuro, but still turned toward Grace with a smile. "Grace, we are just purrfect, dear. Are you hungry?" She patted her youngest female sibling on the head and turned toward Mukuro. "One thing that hasn't changed since you left is their incessant appetites. I will go prepare breakfast and soon enough they will all crawl out from their hiding places. It will be a celebration for your announcement."

Before either could respond, Silvia turned toward the kitchen. Rummaging the cupboards, she decided upon a casserole of eggs, ham, and cheese with a side of pancakes. Of course, she also made bacon for the meat lovers in the family. Setting the table, Silvia did not bother with calling her siblings. They would come soon enough with the smell of food. They always did.

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Yuka Makoto

Yuka yawned, leaning against the black backboard of his bed, the sheets tangled around his legs. As his arms rose above his head, back arching in a pleasant stretch, the bed creaked slightly, his current book falling off his lap and onto the floor. With a grumble, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly, he reached down to grab it, finding that he was just a hairs length away from his target. Trying to untangle himself from the bed sheets caused Yuka more harm than success, all the while colorful curses flowing from his lips.

Fed up with trying to detangle himself, Yuka thought the next best plan of action was to launch himself out of the bed, grabbing his fallen book in the process. It had worked once, so it should be able to work again. (Of course he was purposely forgetting the countless times it hadn’t worked) Coiling up against the backboard, Yuka prepared himself to catapult off his wonderful, comfortable bed to snatch up his fallen book.

With a conceited smirk, his body was suddenly airborne, arms outstretched to seize his ‘reward’, when a funny, nostalgic feeling pooled in his stomach, startling him. As a result, he landed face first in the cold hard wood, the book a few feet away from him. Yelping loudly he struggled to sit up, yet the weight of his body off the bed was greater than what stayed on the bed, making the sheets fall to the ground along with his legs.

Sitting up, legs and arms crossed and his book closed and resting peacefully in Yuka’s lap as sharp gold eyes glared at it darkly, trying to calm the urge to tear the stupid thing apart and throw its remains in the fire, and toss the ashes into a mixture of water and oil, and once again set fire to it. His eyes lit up at the thought, but the rational part of his brain overruled the irked, angry section of his brain, smashing it into bits and pieces.

His gaze wandered around his room, settling on looking out the window, contemplating what the feeling was. He had felt it before, that much was certain. But what was it that was the question. Lost in thought, Yuka did not realize the frown that pulled at his lips, tugging them downward.

"Yuuuukaaa!" his older brother wailed, pounding on the door. Yuka glared at the door, growling for him to go away. He didn’t want to move, especially for any of his siblings. "My life depends on it! Yukaaa! Open the door! Please, we have to leave soon!" he cried out, and then abruptly stopped. Secretly Yuka hoped a truck appeared out of nowhere and ran him over. As soon as it crossed his mind though, he felt bad and actually got up to see what he wanted. Just as he was about to open the door, another cry came from the other side, effectively pissing him off again. "Come on, come on! Hurry!"

With that Yuka yanked open his door, snarling at his brother, “What the hell do you want Ruko!” he grumbled, stepping out of his room to glare at him, “You better have a good reason for continuously banging on my door, wailing at the top of your bloody lungs!” he seethed, gold eyes flashing dangerously. He loved Ruko, he truly did, but he got on his nerves quicker than it took Yuka to change from human skin to lion and back again.

Although he was mad, he closed the door behind him and leaned against it in a calm manner, though his thoughts were far from such. If Ruko didn’t have a good reason for annoying the frigging hell out of his younger brother, he was sure he was going to land a good punch or two on his face for disturbing him.

Gaze lifting from Ruko’s panicked face; he spotted the two older siblings, Silvia and Mukuro, along with another Grace, the youngest girl out of the six of them. He watched as their lips moved, not comprehending what they were exactly saying until he heard the word ‘food’.

Not long after they had disappeared, Ruko still nagging him to move, complaining about some rodent in his room, the smell of delicious food floated by Yuka’s nose and a large, animalist grin slip his face.

“Foooood!!!” he shouted loudly, close to leaping for joy. Instead, he just grabbed Ruko’s wrist tightly, dragging him down the hall and into the kitchen, where a table of mouth-watering food awaited him.

Salivating, Yuka dived in, grabbing as many pancakes as he could, smothering them in syrup, along with at least 5 pieces of bacon, those too getting drenched in the sticky liquid.

“Thank you Silvia…” he mumbled around a mouth full of food, prepared to eat it all if the others didn’t take something for themselves.

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Hato Miwa


Hato finished plucking out the splinters and washed them down the drain. Portia already finished. Hato rubbed some lotion on Ichigo's leg and made sure he got out all the pieces of wood. He then also washed his hands to make sure no germs or splinters got on/in them.He then forgot about Portia on accident and picked Ichigo up and setting her down on the floor. "Your only playing with guns over my protection. You still need more practice Ichigo." Hato sighed as he was being very overprotective now. She had played with guns for as long as he knew. Hato always stuck with archery. It was his specialty. Then the door opened and he could smell the dinner that was downstairs. It smelled great. Someone obviously beat him to the dinner. He sighed as he looked over to Portia. She was very pretty. She reminded him of a cute doll. Hato shook away his thought as he smiled over to his sister. He grabbed her hand as well as Portia's. "Lets go. I'm starved." He felt their warm skin. He then started guiding them to the door. His tummy rumbled and he could feel the emptiness in his stomach.



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Skye Romeo Miwa


[center]Skye smiled at Misook as she said that the food was ready. "What would we do without you, Misook. I was just asking Erin here if I could take a look at something. Now that I think of it, Ichigo took something for the ... bones too." Skye hugged his sister's before he ran up the stairs. "Alright," he said as he blocked the entrance to Ichiogo's room. "Ichigo, I need to look at that charm or whatever it was that you took. I'm trying to find out what those bones have to do with being here, and I need whatever you took." He looked at all the spliters that Portia and Hato had pulled out of Ichigo's leg, and his overprotective senses took over. "Oh. Ichigo! Are you alright!? I feel so horrible. I should have taught you not to be so clumsy and this never would have happened. Oh man, I'm such a horrible brother!" He hugged Ichigo, almost completely forgeting why he came here in the first place.

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Ichigo (Bella) Miwa

Bella rolled her eyes at Hato. "'Under your protection'?" She asked sarcastically, "Hato, I know you're just trying to protect me, but I'm a big kid, okay? I don't 'play with guns' and I use them more than you, so, I wouldn't be talking."
Then the door was opened, and the smell of dinner found its way to her, and her stomach growled. She wasn't angry at Hato anymore, cause, let's face it, it's hard to stay angry at Hato.
Hato had grabbed her and Portia's hand, and they began walking out when Skye popped out of nowhere, ordering her to give him the pendant. She frowned, not wanting to give up her new treasure, and then when Skye realized how bad the splinters were, he seemed to totally forget about it, instead, freaking out about Bella's leg.
She smiled, he was almost as overprotective as Hato, almost.
He hugged her, and eventually, she pushed away and smiled at him with the best angelic smile possible, "let's eat." She sang, then pulled her hand away from Hato's and ran ahead of them to the stairs.
She almost fell, but caught herself on the railing and kept going until she reached the kitchen.
"Misook!" She called, almost trampling her older sister, "it smells amazing!"

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Ruko Lovell Makoto


Voices. He could hear voices behind him. Ruko turned his head away from Yuka's door and slowed his knocking to see who it was in the room behind him. He grinned widely when he laid eyes on Mukuro standing at the doorway. He didn't get to see his older brother very often and it made him sad. Why couldn't they all just live together? The rest of them did and, even though he's already eighteen, he stays here to help with things. So why couldn't Mukuro stay with them all? He's sure he's not the only one to miss the eldest sibling either.

Ruko opened his mouth to call out to Mukuro, but he stopped when the door behind him opened. “What the hell do you want Ruko!” Ah! Yuka! That's right--he had a problem! He couldn't just stand around here making idle chat with all his siblings, he needed to take care of this situation. There was no way he was going to be able to sleep in his bedroom ever again if Yuka here didn't take care of this predicament for him.

Again, he opened his mouth to say something, but was once again stopped by the familiar, alluring smell of Silvia's cooking. It was unmistakable. She was always the best cook in the house. All thoughts of mice or flesh-eating mini-monsters completely disappeared from his mind as if they were never there to begin with. Already, he could feel his stomach growling and his mouth starting to water. How could he of possible almost forgotten breakfast? It was the most important meal of the day, after all! “Foooood!!!” Ruko let out a noise of surprise when Yuka suddenly grabbed him by the wrist and yanked him along after him.

Oh, it was always the best sight of them all to see! Food! "Thanks, Silviaaa!" Silvia always seemed to make enough for all the growing children in the house. Ruko had no idea where she managed to get the supplies for this stuff, but he never really questioned it. It was there when he was hungry and so he was a happy demon. Piling his own plate up, he grabbed a fork to dive in next to Yuka, but a lingering thought reminded him of something and he suddenly stopped before even taking a bite. With a small frown, Ruko peeked his head out of the kitchen to look at Mukuro. "Aren't you coming..?" he asked the older man. It wasn't often that Mukuro visited them and Ruko didn't want the chance to eat breakfast with his older brother to go away. Mukuro probably had something important to say too, but Ruko wouldn't allow him to say a word without having eaten something!

Going back out into the living room, Ruko gave a smile in greeting at Grace before going around Mukuro and pushing his elder brother forward. "C'mon, c'mon, Mukuro! You have to eat with us or I won't eat anything at all!" He could feel his stomach growling again and he frowned. "And I'm really hungry!"

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Mukuro Makoto


Mukuro glanced over at the stairs when he heard another familiar voice. It had to be Grace. He turned to look at his younger sibling and nodded at her. He still had a partial smile on his face from the recent news. Leaning on his cane a little he looked back at Silvia. He knew she was going to bring up him not living with the rest of his family, but it was best that way. "Silvia you know why I'm not staying here, so please stop bringing it up." He tried his best to not let his anger get the best of him right now. "Oh I'm fine Grace." He suddenly remembered she asked how he was doing today. Mukuro turned to face Silvia as she walked into the kitchen to do some cooking. When was the last time he ate with everyone? Shrugging it off for now, he couldn't help but notice Yuka screaming at Ruko for God knows why. It probably had to do with Ruko banging on his door or something. He quietly watched the two interact with each other, seeing he hadn't seen them in a while.

The alluring smell of Silvia's cooking filled in the air around him. He always knew she was a great cook. Seeing they had been on earth for so long it only made sense she had some cooking skills. "You should eat Grace." He turned to face her again before nodding in the direction of the kitchen. Mukuro stared slightly at everyone eating contemplating on weather he should turn around and go out of the house for a while. Just as he made up his mind he was going to leave, Ruko came over to him calling his name. A small sigh escaped his lips as he allowed Ruko to push him into the kitchen. At least he should stay with them for now right? Mukuro sat silently watching them all. "You shouldn't stop eating if I'm not here Ruko. It is never good to get overly attached to people." He spaced out momentarily, before bringing himself back to reality. "On to pressing matters, I know you all felt the same feeling as me this morning. It is clear they have returned."

He sat back in his chair a little resting his hands behind his head. "You all know we must kill these humans. We might have failed the first time, but now is the time to get our revenge." His voice held a certain smugness to it as he spoke. Whenever mentioning killing the six humans, he always gained a blood lust in his eyes. It was only natural for a demon right? "I know it is sudden, but we will have to go to them by night fall. I already discussed it with Silvia, so it is decided we are going to act as normal humans with a bit of car trouble asking for a place to stay for the night." He leaned back forward resting his elbows against the table. "The humans must fall by our own hands." Mukuro knew his dark mood was probably bringing everyone else down, but now wasn't the time for games. No now was the time for revenge. "We must redeem ourselves."

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Portia Kell


Portia smiled when Hato told Ichigo not to "play" with guns without him around for she already knew Ichigo's response. True to her nature, her friend scolded her brother and Portia chuckled some, shaking her head and watching the two. When Hato grabbed their hands, Portia couldn't help but grin for no matter how hard she tried, every time she came in contact with him she smiled. Her big blue eyes glanced over at him as he lead them to the door, but her gaze was turned to Skye and Ichigo for a few seconds while he worried about Bella's leg. When Skye had left, Ichigo let go of her brothers hand and ran up ahead, obviously hungry. Portia laughed as her friend nearly tumbled down the stairs and called sarcastically after her. "Nice save klutz!" Then she glanced up at Hato, pulling her hand from his a little awkwardly, but covering it up with a blue-eyed smile flashed his way before she took off after Ichigo, feet flying down the stairs, blonde curls bouncing behind her.

When she reached the kitchen, she took in the scent and sighed softly. "Smells amazing." She smiled, wondering what she'd made and stepping into the room beside Ichigo. Laughing, she placed an elbow on the girls shoulder and breathed hard. "Girl... You may be clumsy but you were speeding that time!"

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Silvia Makoto



Silvia's smile mirrored the dark grin upon Mukuro's face, but words were threading inside her mind causing her to lose focus on what was said. You know why I'm not staying here. Those words clawed into whatever heart she could possess as a Demon. Did she know the reason for Mukuro deciding it was best not to stay with the family? Of course, there were no secrets between herself and Mukuro. Secrets between the younger siblings, however... Yes, there were many. Silvia would never breath a word of the truth to them ,however, for their own protection. It was better this way.

She smiled as Yuko dragged their elder brother to the table. The childish gesture was something Silvia longed to do herself, but was unable to under the restraint of being the family 'adult.' Everyone was here. Except.... "Where is Cecile?" she asked impatiently. Silvia sighed. This was the one part she disliked about the younger siblings. Lateness.

She pushed the bitter thoughts from her head and turned toward Mukuro. "We can redeem ourselves after you eat," she jabbed, rising to pour him a cup of juice. "You were never the best of cooks. You must be starving after living on your own." She tried her best not to pester upon the sore subject but found it incredibly difficult. She missed her brother. "They will still be there tonight. Just relax. Everyone should pack a small bag of clothing also. We may be staying for a bit. I want to make sure it is really them before we do anything hasty," she warned. Part of Silvia wished the sensation was false. She did not want to risk the pain of them failing again.