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Narukei Iyazaki

"I find this a bit unnecessary. So why not just ask me instead?"

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a character in “Our Brand New Life at Sakura Square”, as played by Ville.Sunfall

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"As If I will tell you how I feel. I'm not a girl."



Imageℱυℓℓ ᘉαмε:
Narukei Iyazaki

ᘉιcкηαмε(s):
Naru, Kei, Uke, Narz, Nar-Nar

ℱαcε ᙅℓαιм:
Aoi

Gεη∂εя:
Male

ᗩgε:
16

Sεxαυℓιтү:
Bisexual

нειgнт:
6'1 feet

ωειgнт:
150 pounds



"Looking up information about me without permission huh? How sly of you little fox."




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gσσ∂ тяαιтs:
Kind, Charismatic, Quiet, Animal Lover, Protective, Orderly(A little OCD)

вα∂ тяαιтs:
Slightly A Masochist, Treats those he dislikes as if they aren't even there, Blunt, Sadistic, Cold, Quiet, Bad Temper

ᘉαтυяε:
Naru can play the Prince role pretty well, in fact, it's like a mask that was glued to his face. He can't help but pull the 'Prince' card with people. He's the type to keep his true thoughts to himself unless he finds it necessary to speak them. When at him he is the same way, including his job. Hardly ever does he show his bad sides, again it's only when necessary. If you ever find him spending time with people more than necessary, it's probably because he takes a liking to them, though, never does he linger for very long. Whenever he is bored, he'd maintain his time playing the violin out of pure habit. He isn't 100 percent prince like even princes have their bad sides, it's just he only shows it if it's last option. You could even push him on edge and he won't budge.

His sadistic side is a whole other story. When it comes to him and dating, it most likely won't happen. He'll be with women, but it won't go into anything romantic. That's his masochistic side, he tortures himself with it, until the day he does find love. His sadist side comes with more of a dominates. If he does ever day, he knows for a fact he will get jealous easily and get tempered faster if there were reasons. And he uses it against his lover in sadistic ways.

He's a family man for sure, but his family is hardly around for it to be fairly true. Whenever his brother is around, he does try making time for him and see him as much as he could. But he was always like that ever since his brother was born. He treated him as if he were his own kid half the time. If he were to have a sister, it'll probably be the same but with more delicacy, seeing as it's a girl and not a boy.
Qυιякs:
● Finger movements :
He tends to move is fingers whenever he doesn't pay any mind to it as if he was playing strings on a violin. This is due to because he has been able to play it for a very long time.

● Prince's Mask:
He has two masks, but it's a bit hard to tell which is his real one and which is a fake. This is because he never shows his real side. He had locked himself away and surfaced two different personalities. The Prince and The Sadist. If he were to show his true self, who knows what would happen to him or anyone at that.

● Bluntness:
He's always so direct with his words and is never shy to beat around the bush. The only time he bites his tongue is when someone is being nice and don't deserve cruel words, but until they turn the cheek and act foully, so will he.

● Loner:
He enjoys being left alone. The quietness puts him at peace and he mostly prefers it that way. If he ever wants company of someone he would stick near them until he was satisfied and then leaves or he would stay if they asked him too.


ℓιкεs:

Crowdless Areas / Loner :
Fact, he hates crowds of people and fake women, but he feels obligated to treat people nice no matter what, even if there is a few exceptions when he isn't all Prince like.

Family / Friends :
He is very protective. He hates violence, but if he needs to use it, he won't hesitate on the matter. His family and friends mean a lot to him, it's mainly because they could put up with him and stick around, so he owes them in a way or so he feels.


∂islikes:

Sweets :
Sweet foods are one thing he couldn't ever stand. Ever scene he was a kid, sweets would make him feel sea sick. The true reason behind this is because his old school was next to a Chocolate shop, so smelling it all the time set him on edge of sweets ever since. To this day, even a strong smell of something sweet would make him want to throw up. But he could handle Perfume for some reason and sodas, just not sweet foods.

Events :
He loathes them with a passion. Events meant people and big crowds of them everywhere. It also meant sweets. Two of the worst things Naru can't stand. So if you ever find him in a fouler mood than most days, this is why. It's best to stay clear from him.


тαℓεηтs:
★ Athletic

★ Photographic Memory

★ Violin Playing

★ Gardening


ℱєαяѕ:

Sick Mother :
He's the only one who knows his mother's secret. Sure he has no problem keeping it, but it's the fact of what will happen in the future to both him and her because of it.

Losing Himself :
Eventually, he fears he will lose himself in loathing, grief, and depression. It's something he knows will come and fears it most of all.

Love :
He fears it because he doesn't want it, yet does want it someday. The worst part of it is he knows it will bite him in the ass and pop out of nowhere when he lease expects it to and it will most likely come at the worst time possible.




"Can you see past fake smiles and hear beyond broken tune?"




Tнε σηεs ωнσ мαттεя:

Kaoru Iyazaki

Narusei Chimari/Iyazaki

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Naru's history goes way back to the time his mother and father were childhood friends and lovers over time after that. When he was about 2 years old, his father came back from a summer long business trip. It was weird to his mother that it was so long, but she had never said anything about it. She couldn't say anything about it, in fact, she encouraged it silently. That was during the year she had found out that she was sick and could possibly die soon. Halfway through the year, she filed for a divorce, without giving a reason to Naru's father. It was what she wanted so he accepted it, no matter how hurt he was.

During this time, his father took full custody over Naru, seeing as his mom couldn't afford to take care of him and moved back in with her parents. It was also how he met (Yu) for the first time and his mother, at the time (Yu) was 1-2 years old. That relationship didn't last long either, in fact, it was almost over the moment it had started. When (Yu) turned about 10, his mom left Naru's father and now only sees her son during summer break, or whenever he wants to go and see her.

Even with all this happening, he never once hated his brother or his brother's mother. In fact, Naru uses to be a good kid. He smiled, laughed and joked around with everyone else. He still hated crowds of people, but he was more sociable. He even had the cutest girl in school after him for quite a long time. He had a pretty good life, for the most part.

During Naru's junior year of middle school, his mom tells him a secret. It was something she had brought up the weekend of the summer he had spent with her. She had confessed to everything, spilling everything to him. And made him swear never to tell anyone. She didn't want others to worry, but she didn't want her son to think he was hated or left out of anything. She had told him that she had maybe 5 or fewer years left on her. After that, Naru's Prince side started to show and it had become his mask. His smiles, his jokes, his kindness, he kept it all as a mask after that. He couldn't no longer keep his relationship with people so he grew a bit apart. They eventually had moved switching him and his brother to the same school this time. Now Naru's brother is just a classroom away or so to say.

Well he is now 16 and time were running out. She was becoming even worse and was now secretly hospitalized. What was worse was he found out that his father had got remarried. There was too much on his plate and his mood and become a total depression fest. Though he was good at not showing it to anyone.



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Thought Color = Lime Green

Speech Color = Teal

So begins...

Narukei Iyazaki's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Nemui Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Shiori Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Narukei Iyazaki Character Portrait: Yukito Iyazaki

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It was a long drive to Sakura Square, seeing as it was rather secluded compared to their own home. She never actually saw it in person before, but she knew of it. Nemui was doing everything in her power to keep her anxiety at bay as she sat in the back of the fancy limousine. She was propped against one of the doors, sitting sideways in her seat as she read yet another romance manga. This one was titled Moe Kare, and it was about a young girl named Hikaru Wakamiya who had her first kiss stolen by a perverted princely looking young man only to later on run into a guy who looks just like him, but is a completely different person entirely. Her heart was pounding as her eyes scanned the pages, a light blush sweeping over her features as she went. This was her guilty pleasure, which she normally kept hidden under lock and key, but she was open about it with Shiori and their mother. Ever since they were children, Shiori was always there for her, even though it wasn't always in a positive light.

Nemui wasn't alone on this trip, actually, she sat in the car only about a foot away from her older sister. She was technically facing Shiori, so clearly Nemui neglected to wear a seat belt. It was a bad habit, one her sister often scolded her for. Nemui had respect for her sister, despite the rumors around school that Shiori wasn't very smart, Nemui knew otherwise. Shiori used to be incredibly intelligent, just like her, she just gave up, mostly. Though Shiori would always study for her tests, Nemui's older sister often refused to even attempt the homework she was given.

Sure Shiori wasn't that book smart anymore, but her knowledge lied elsewhere. It didn't make her an imbecile, at least that was how Nemui saw it. Being a knowledge buff, Nemui felt she had the right to judge knowledge. Shiori's knowledge was family, hard work, and she was extraordinary when it came to helping others. As far as she was concerned, Nemui knew Shiori would make a wonderful Psychiatrist ..once she got past the Medicine and Chemistry classes.

Her golden orbs shifted and landed directly on her sister for the first time in the hour long drive, a worried expression on her face as she gazed upon her sibling. Shiori had been so quiet, she was beginning to worry about her. She flipped to the next page of her manga, sighing a bit, "Are you excited Onee-chan? You haven't said anything since we left home.." She spoke in a soft tone, looking at her sister inquisitively, only glancing down at the contents of her manga every now and then. Sure, Nemui was dying to know what would happened to Wakamiya Hikaru in this chapter, but she knew the story could wait. They'd drove the entire ride in silence and it was starting to bother her. Sure she was nervous, two new brothers she had never met? She didn't even know the lucky groom's name, or the names of her two new brothers-to-be! It was extremely overwhelming, and not to mention it would be the first time she'd ever shared a residence with boys. Though she quickly reprimanded herself. They aren't just boys, they are going to be my brothers, so how dangerous could it really be? The dilemma that caused Nemui to feel truly distressed was the fact that regardless of whether or not they got along, the four of them would be tied together by their parent's marriage. She tried to reassure herself that it would all turn out fine, because it wasn't like the boys would behave recklessly, they weren't allowed to be like other boys anymore. They were going to be family, so they had to suck it up, right? On the bright side, her mother did give her one hint. One of the boys had been in her class. In fact, according to her mother, he was in her class every year since they'd been enrolled in school. Curiosity got the best of her, and she couldn't help but wonder if they ever spoke to each other before. Though as soon as the thought came, she dismissed it. She was practically a nobody, the only difference was that nobodies didn't get bullied. Unfortunately she existed enough for that service. As long as he wasn't one of her tormentors, she was certain she'd survive this new living arrangement.

"I think this might be a good thing. We always wanted a brother, now we have two. Lucky us, right?" She smiled brightly. She removed her glasses, sitting them down in her lap before bookmarking her page in Moe Kare. She closed the book, hoping to return to it once she was settled in her new home. She saw the top of the building before removing her glasses, they were very close to arrival. It was time to put her contacts in, before her new brothers saw her glasses. The last thing she wanted to happen was her new brothers to notice she was blind as a bat. She shuffled through the deep pockets of her coat before pulling out a small white box. She unclasped the container, placing each onto her eyes carefully. She hated the process, it was uncomfortable and made her eyes water.. but what if they decided to pick on her for her glasses too? Brothers weren't always nice.. at least from what she'd read in manga.

"Or are you worried about that huge exam coming up?" Nemui kept track of Shiori's exams religiously in order to help her older sister prepare. Shiori aided her so much everywhere else, she felt incredibly in debt to her sister. So once Nemui was old enough to realize her sister's bad habit of not doing her homework, she started helping her ace exams to keep her from getting kicked out of school. It was the least Nemui could do in return for all the years of protection. "You know I'll help you crunch. Orange juice, apples, we'll stay up all night if we have to. There's no way you'll get bad marks with our studying ritual." She replied sweetly, smiling after she'd arranged her contacts. Sakura Square was closing in on them now. It was a matter of seconds before they'd reach their new home and meet their new family for the first time, officially speaking. I wonder if they will like us..? She thought timidly, shifting her position in the seat back to the standard way, staring ahead at the road. She shuffled around in the seat nervously, definitely irritating the driver since her feet kept tapping against the base of his seat.

...And then they arrived at Sakura Square...

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Nemui Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Shiori Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Narukei Iyazaki Character Portrait: Yukito Iyazaki

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Naru had spent his time cleaning out some bedrooms that they had used for storage along with having people come in to work on the room details. These two rooms hadn't been used since they moved here. The first thing he did was open up the windows to air it out as he cleaned up and had men work it all out to make it look new once again. This was all done in the past week. Though he wasn't sure as to why he was told to do this by his father, but it was obvious they'd be having guess or permanent staying company. Though this was at the time, yesterday he was just told the news about having ladies staying with them and those ladies would be his and Yu's new siblings. Go figure right? Their father remarrying again or was about to remarry, wasn't so much of a shock neither was their father bringing in more siblings. Mainly because Naru's father did the same thing when it came to a newborn one-year-old baby Yu. This time, it was two girls and they were not babies, but they were possibly around the same ages as the boys.

This put a damper on things. Naru wasn't too happy about the girls being near their age, being teens. Even though he was happy to finally get sisters, the downfall is they weren't baby sisters. They weren't something he could take care of and baby like he used to do with Yu when he was young. Deep down Naru sort of missed that feeling. Instead, he had to comfort them if needed or help mind their troubles if they'd let him.

The one thing he hated most about his father was his father was a last minute type of guy. The worst thing about that was, Yu was slowly becoming the same way. Always making things last minute or always changing things and going about everything their own way. Naru was more of the type to just go with it and loom around if he was ever needed by them. He didn't mind taking care of people, but he knew if he did this, he'd be alone, which he didn't mind too much either. The thing is, he wished he was told sooner about his newly gotten/about to be siblings and stepmother.

The smell of the paint was finally gone from the rooms and the smell of the air freshener lit the whole house, it was hardly needed, seeing as the house smelled of cherry blossoms 99 percent of the time. This time he wanted the smell of something clean, like Landry dryer sheets. It wasn't a strong smell, in fact, it was relaxing and calming. It was the perfect thing needed for a couple of, most likely, stressed out girls moving into a newly gotten home.

Least he wasn't bored the whole week, the only problems now was to fix up the basement that now held way too much stuff. He'd have to deal with that at another time. The other problem was, he had nothing to do until the afternoon. That should be about the time the girls would come in, or so his father had told him.


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Taking a deep breath, he pulled out his necklace that held a key around the chain. The key belonged to a small garden house that Naru had done by himself. Some days he'd even play his violin inside the garden house, other days he'd plant and tend to the flowers and some food plants. This place, he'd always keep locked up, it was his own personal area that he kept to himself alone. The only time it was unlocked was when he was inside or working on the outside windows. Inside there were all kinds of flowers, this place was something he built in order to keep a piece of his mother around. Even though she was still alive, the gardens were something she always enjoyed being in. Over time, Naru had grown that same love for gardens.

Unlocking the door, he swung them wide open, letting in the nice warm air the outside world gave off. The plants shook as if to wave hello. The smell swirled through the air like a woman's perfume. Which was probably the reason why people thought he was a womanizer, because of the smell of flowers that lingered on his body day after day, apart from the weeks that he'd leave the house to visit his mom.

While working on the needed things to work on in the garden, he was stopped by the sound of tires screeching to a stop in their driveway. Dusting off his hands he stood up to look at the clock that hung from above the entrance door. The girls were a little too early. Quickly he took a clean rag from a bin near the door and headed out. Wiping his hands as he rushed through the house to the kitchen. As fast as he could, he washed his hands off and dried them with his hair, pushing them to the right side a bit and adding a little-lazed look go about his hair.

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He would have rushed straight to the door, but he didn't want to seem too eager to see them, so he waited a bit. Taking the time to fix his shirt, but leaving his tie loose, so it doesn't seem formal, yet enough to look decent. Looking around the house, it didn't need to be cleaned. Of course not, he was the only one who was ever around all the time and the times Yu spent here, it was in his room sleeping or doing something else evolving work. But this was the day that Yu promised that he'd take the time off work and leave early to at least help out as best he could.

When he had felt that he waited long enough he opened the front door and smiled, seeming shy. "Ah, sorry ladies. I wasn't expecting you for at least 2 or 3 more hours. If I'm a mess forgive me. But anyways," He laughed shyly and walked up to the little one, offering her his hand to help her out of the car. The eldest was already making her way to her bags. "I'm Narukei, if that helps." His hand gripped the top of the car door as he leaned a part of his body against it. "Yukito should be here soon, do forgive him for being a little late."

(OOC: Sorry if no one likes the Garden House idea. I was improvising on my first post. Lol)

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Nemui Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Shiori Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Narukei Iyazaki Character Portrait: Shin Ogawa Character Portrait: Yukito Iyazaki

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"It seemed that Christmas arrived early this year. I have received new two new toys to play with to my heart's content. They're sisters?
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Don't assume too much. Many died because they assume too much and we wouldn't want you to die now do we? Well, not... yet."


|| Current Location ✦ Studio 9 |||| [ Theme ✦ [Fly On The Wall ] ||

"Good work today, Fuwa-san." This was the happy greeting of the photographer assigned to the popular pop idol, Ichigo Fuwa. It was not hard to capture magnificent photos as Fuwa is able to project at every angle and is never boring in his pictures. They were doing a cover shoot for his new album with its single reigning supreme at the Oricon chart. "Glad to be of service, Fujima-sensei! Just don't forget, what I said. Follow it and you'll be waking up with an aching bad tomorrow because of your wife in no time!" Fujima blushed because of what was implied and moreover receiving advice from someone who is 20 years his junior. "Are you really sure about that?" The popular idol had an all-knowing smirk across his lips. "Wanna try it? I'll show you." Fujima blushed more and believed that the joke was getting a bit too far. "Fuwa-san!" Seeing the reaction of Fujima, Ichigo can't help but laugh and then simply winked at his senior to ease the situation. "Just joking." Then, he popped a lollipop into his mouth and saw the one he calls the Leech .

"I would not mind taking that offer though." This was the greeting of the famous EDGE. The female staff who were already fawning over Ichigo Fuwa had another round of gawking at the sight of this handsome male model. On the other hand, the males could not help but be envious and looked at the pair of good-looking guys in admiration. As for Ichigo, he shrugged his shoulders while looking at EDGE who was leaning at the wall by the entrance. "Sorry, that offer does not extend to you, Leech." His voice still has the playfulness but, his eyes held a degree of annoyance. "It's Shi-Shi." EDGE reminded the pop idol with a casual air as he properly stood. "You better be here for work if not, I'll file a restraining order on you, Stalker-san." Ichigo was now in front of EDGE as he removed the lollipop from his mouth and pointed it at the much taller male.

"I am here for work." EDGE was doing a cover spread and a 4-page photo spread of COMME des GARÇONS' Spring Wear. Normally, he goes by the name Shin Ogawa. He was a newcomer to the fashion scene 2 years ago and in a short time, his name has now become a household one. Many products he had endorsed gained such fame and were always sold out. He had also walked the runaways and make sure it sizzles when he's on it. Actually, there had even been offers from international modelling agency which could expand his career on a global scale. This would be a great opportunity but, he has rejected it, stating that he has yet to gain a status that he is satisfied with in his own country, Japan. The true reason though? He didn't want to be in a place far away from his light who the public commonly knew as Ichigo Fuwa. But, he knows him more as Yukito Iyazaki. It is rather helpful that he is the son of the Talent Agency's President that the young Pop Icon is enlisted in. It allows him certain private information to be declassified while using his influence.

Shin reached out towards Yukito as he took a bite of the lollipop pointed at him. Yukito remained still and had a small pout on his lips as half of his sweet had been devoured. "I just dropped by. Thanks for the treat." Shin noted as he licked the corner of his lips and had that enigmatic smile. "That's sweet." Yukito sighed at this. "Girls hate boys who are forceful you know." He then simply returned his lollipop to his mouth. That scene alone was enough to describe the odd friendship the two have and also perfect for the people to let their imagination run wild about these two beautiful and handsome boys together. Shin nonchalantly looked around and saw the rather reddened faces of the girls which were accompanied by the guys as well. He returned his attention to the younger male and shrugged his shoulders with a seductive smile. "I don't know about that. They seemed to like it."

Yukito smiled radiantly as he always have at those words. "But only what I like matters anyway, isn't it?" He stated with a tone of complete confidence and satisfaction. Shin's smile faded and his eyes held a great deal of doubt, but whether that was about what Yukito said or something else entirely, it was never known. This was because Yukito did not wait for an answer as the younger boy spoke again. "Well, it's time for me to go, my keeper is finally here." He pointed out as he waved at the staff around them energetically. "Bye bye!" Then, he walked passed Shin who was about to grab hold of Yukito but stopped his gesture before it could even connect. Just like that, he watched Yukito leave out of his sight. That was when his phone rang. He answered it without even looking who it could be. "It's Shin." And the voice who answered back to him, it was enough for those eyes of his to narrow in dislike.

In regards to Yukito, he was greeted by his manager. "Good job, Ichigo-kun. Here." His iphone was presented to him as he took it. There were a few messages, but it was nothing he could care about at the moment. "So, where's my reward Haruko-chan?" He said with teasing with a slight tap of his lollipop to his lips. It was seductive, but there's a reason why he calls his manager, his keeper. "Try that again, when you're older, boy." He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly not dissuaded at the very least, as he retorted with his playful tone. "I wonder... if you can still handle me during that time, Haruko-bachan..." Haruko heard that and she knew about her talent's smart mouth, but she could never get used to it. She was about to tell him off but Ichigo or better yet Yukito was already ahead of her. "Hurry up Haruko-chan, my new toys are arriving back at the house." That's right, she forgot, he was quite bossy and has no respect as well, especially when he's technically the younger one between the two of them. But, this is her work and really, she does have a soft spot for him. "All right already! Coming!"

They were soon in the car with Haruko being the driver and Yukito as the passenger. "I'll have to remind you that you have a guesting at the Music Fair, then a rehearsal, and a music video shoot---" She was unable to continue as a lollipop was placed over her lips effectively silencing her due to surprise. The culprit, Yukito always present with that playful smirk of his as he spoke. "You talk too much Haruko-chan. It's probably why you're still single." He then removed the lollipop and licked it in a suggestive manner before looking through the window beside him. There was bit light red tinge across her cheek as she took a deep breath. She could already imagine what would happen when Yukito gets a bit older, a lot of girls will suffer heart attacks. But more importantly, she was a bit irritated about the comment of her being a single. Whose fault is that exactly? "Should I remind you who's responsible for having all my dates and boyfriends disappearing and obviously scared?"

Yukito simply looked at her from the corner of his eyes. "Probably because they found out about your taxidermy collection, Haruko-chan." Oh yes, he always has a way with his words which annoys her. "Listen here you--- She was silenced again with a slight beep from Yukito's phone and with him gesturing for silence with a finger. He was alerted with a notification that he should be home by this time. That is right he had promised his older brother, Narukei, that he would help out to prepare for their new companions at the house. A dark glint was present on his eyes. "Pick up the pace, Haruko-chan." She noticed that glint and instantly felt sorry for whatever or whoever was at the receiving end. She nodded and edged the gas pedal, but still within the speeding limit. They can't afford to get a ticket now, do they?

They soon arrived at what is more known as Sakura Square, her talent's house. "I'll see you tomorrow." Yukito didn't looked back and simply turned his back at her once he got out of the car while waving his hand. Haruko shook her head and simply sped off. Yukito on the other hand went towards the front doors. He could see a limousine, his brother, and two girls present. This was going to be fun in more ways than one. He approached the group and announced his presence without an ounce of shyness unlike his older brother. "Glad, I didn't miss the chance to welcome our guests." He said with a bright smile on his face. By now, he should be familiar to them. It was because he's a popular face on all media options, along with the fact he is in the list of hottest young stars. He then looked at the girls' luggage. "We can't have them carrying that when we're here don't we, Aniki?" He directed his words to Narukei as he grabbed hold of the nearest one to him which belonged to Nemui, not waiting for any response from the girls. "Come! Come! Let's all get along shall we?" he said as he entered the doors to the house where the four of them will be living together from now on, or at least attempt to.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Nemui Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Shiori Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Narukei Iyazaki Character Portrait: Yukito Iyazaki Character Portrait: Keiko Misanami

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The driver pulled in, after the gate opened up for the limo to enter, and she quickly put her contacts in, shoving her glasses into her jacket pocket. She marked the page in her manga and immediately unbuckled.. Shiori began adjusting her clothes, tugging here, pulling there and it caused Nemui to giggle a bit. Shiori wasn't lying when she said she was nervous after all... Nemui thought to herself, finding her older sister's behavior to be very cute.

When she gave herself a moment to appreciate her new home, Nemui was speechless. The yard of Sakura Square was enormous! Beside the driveway was several cherry blossom trees, but she shouldn't have been so surprised, the trees were probably the reason that the land was named Sakura Square. There was so many of the beautiful pink trees that she couldn't even count them all, at least not in one sitting. The driver brought the car to a halt, stepping out and opened the door for her and Shiori. The longer haired girl unbuckled, sliding out and was quickly on her feet for the first time in about an hour. Nemui stayed put as Shiori admired the scenery, and the short haired girl smiled. Her sister seemed a lot calmer in the presence of the cherry blossoms..

"Finally here, come on Nemui.. We should probably ring the door bell.. Let's get our bags."

Nemui agreed, sliding across the seat to exit, but she was met by someone that was definitely not Shiori. After the tall blonde boy about their age approached, Nemui was taken by surprise. He seemed to be shy, yet he was more forward than she was by far. Nemui would not have been able to speak up first like he did. He was at least ten inches taller than her. He was like a tower. She rarely ever felt so small. Was it natural to be that tall?She blinked a bit, letting the tall male finish speaking. He was sort of blocking her exit anyhow.

"Ah, sorry ladies. I wasn't expecting you for at least 2 or 3 more hours. If I'm a mess forgive me. But anyways,"

He offered her his hand, and she knew it was an innocent gesture, but she really didn't like physically touching men. It was embarrassing and downright awkward. She hesitated for several moments before reaching out and accepting the outstretched hand. Once she was out of the car, she immediately released his hand, "T-Thank you." she also bowed in a flustered manner, a light pink tint on her cheeks as she interacted with Narukei. She never met him before, but he was a lot like the guy in her manga, then she remembered the book in her other hand, quickly tucking it inside of her jacket before Narukei could notice it. S-so close!! She thought to herself anxiously. No one knew of her guilty pleasure other than her mother and sister.

"I'm Narukei, if that helps."

"N-N-Nemui..." She responded in a shaky tone, her eyes shifting to Shiori for reassurance. Her sister was definitely her rock. Without Shiori, Nemui failed to thrive in social environments

"Yukito should be here soon, do forgive him for being a little late."

EH!?!? Y-Y-Y-Yukito!? Iyazaki?! She immediately had a very shocked expression on her face, but it was mostly horror that accompanied it. She was definitely not fangirling about the idea of living with the Pop Idol. To be honest she would ride back home immediately if they hadn't already given up their apartment..

"Glad, I didn't miss the chance to welcome our guests."

Nemui immediately felt a shiver run up her spine when Yukito's voice chimed into the conversation. So he wasn't joking, Yukito really did live here.. She wasn't sure if she was going to like it here. She was bullied enough, but she was in Yukito's class since Kindergarten, she knew what his fans did to girls that got too close to Yukito. She did NOT want to be here right now. If she could, she'd flee the scene cartoon style. Yukito was very confident in his introduction, unlike Narukei. He didn't even offer his name, assuming they already knew it, which they did....but still. His confidence was enough to make her feel awkward.

"We can't have them carrying that when we're here don't we, Aniki?"

Nemui's eyes widened as Yukito grabbed her luggage and she reach forward and opened her mouth to protest, but no words came out. She'd never spoken to Yukito before at school... she wasn't sure what to say now either. The short haired girl immediately dropped her outstretched hand, feeling a wave of defeat wash over her as Yukito proceeded towards the house. She was surprised that he was carrying her bags in the first place, seeing as she was a pop idol and she was simply the daughter of a famous name... I-if girls from school see this I am toast... None of his crazy fans can find out I live here.. Nemui thought to herself nervously, not letting herself think about the horrible things that would happen to her if anyone discovered this arrangement.

"Come! Come! Let's all get along shall we?"

Nemui followed behind Yukito, taking off her shoes at the door and looking around at the inside of the house, face amazed at it's beauty, "I-It's l-lovely.." Nemui practically whispered, seeing as her voice was rather quiet in the first place. However, being around Yukito made her even more timid than usual. eyes landing on the kitchen. She was a good cook, so she was definitely looking forward to making something nice for her new siblings.





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Keiko was new to town, because her grandmother's health was plummeting and she could not live alone any longer. She needed assistance that only Keiko could provide. No one else in the family was able or willing to sacrifice their time to take care of her, so here she found herself. She was a three hour drive away from home... and she had no friends here. She would be announced as a new student tomorrow and she was very nervous. Would anyone even accept her? She was laying on her porch contemplating her thoughts as she saw an unfamiliar vehicle pull into Sakura Square. She heard female voices, and quirked an eyebrow. Only men lived at Sakura Square....so this was definitely odd.. She went into the house, heading straight for her bedroom so she could sneak a peek. She barely opened the blinds so she could see out but not be noticed and there were two young girls about her age interacting with the eldest Iyazaki boy. They had luggage and everything.. Oh my god. She couldn't believe that two girls were moving in. Though she smiled a bit. She was glad that she wasn't the only new girl on the street. Perhaps she would make friends after all! She let go of the blinds, posting a Facebook status, tagging her location so her friends back home would realize where she was living now.

"Still in this new town, haven't run to my hometown yet... Miss everyone from back home.. =)" Her status read, and she flopped down on her bed, staring up at her ceiling. She was so...bored.

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Great.. His house? Really? Shiori's mood was immediately ruined, but she gave no indication of it, keeping herself busy to conceal her foul mood. The blonde was a lot taller, but she recognized that face anywhere. What were the odds of her mother falling for this guy's father? She was definitely in a state of shock and pure disbelief. She wanted to kick the car in front of her, but she doubted that would make a good impression. She gritted her teeth and moved past the issue, but she was definitely going to end up blowing off some steam later.

"Ah, sorry ladies. I wasn't expecting you for at least 2 or 3 more hours. If I'm a mess forgive me. But anyways,"

Shiori was shocked to see Narukei. They used to go on pretend dates in sixth grade because he was helping her work up the confidence to ask out an eight grade boy at her own school and she honestly was freaking out. This was the first time that Shiori saw Narukei since he broke off their pretend arrangement. Somewhere along the lines she had fallen for him instead of Daisuke, but she wasn't sure if he knew that or not. She never actually confessed her real feelings, and now she was glad that she didn't. Her mother never knew of the arrangement between the two, nor did Nemui.. Shiori kept it a secret this entire time, but she felt she would have to fess up to her sister now. She wasn't going to keep secrets from her anymore, especially now that they were living under the same roof as the biggest secret of her entire life.

Shiori kept her eyes off of Narukei as he interacted with her sister. If she had to, she'd just pretend that he didn't exist at all. Nemui was a big girl and the shy younger girl would tell her if she needed to interfere... Besides, Nemui wasn't interested in romance, at least not in real life. She wasn't concerned or jealous of her sister in the slightest. In fact she simply removed their luggage and closed the trunk of the car, standing silently with a bored expression on her face. He was the one who cut her out of his life without so much as an explanation, so she'd respect that by keeping him out of her's entirely.

"T-Thank you."

She wasn't sure why, but despite knowing that Nemui was not attracted to real life romantic gestures, Shiori was growing a bit irritated with the current scene. She was almost equally angry at her sister in this moment, but she managed to shake off her rage before it became noticeable. She couldn't help feeling guilty afterwards. Ne didn't know.. Why am I getting mad at her for? I'm so stupid!!

"I'm Narukei, if that helps."

"N-N-Nemui..."

Shiori approached the two quietly, not speaking a word as they interacted. Nemui was trying to hide her manga, which Shiori understood.. Nemui was bullied enough, she didn't want to give others more reason, "Shiori." She stated, no real malice behind her words, but her tone of voice wasn't enthusiastic either.

"Yukito should be here soon, do forgive him for being a little late."

Yukito? Shiori thought with a bit of curiosity. Even though his brother went to her school, he was in a lower grade.. She never really spoke to him before. Yukito Iyazaki? Wait.. Isn't he the school idol and..? Oh my god! She immediately realized EXACTLY who Yukito was. She had a poster of this guy and a couple of his CDs..

"Glad, I didn't miss the chance to welcome our guests."

Shiori's mood perked up a bit when she noticed Yukito, turning to face him as he joined the trio, "I'm Shiori, it's nice to finally put a face to our new siblings." She chimed in a friendly manner. Perhaps the difference was because Yukito was an idol? No, Shiori knew the real reason she couldn't treat Narukei normally. Their "fake" dates weren't so fake for her and she never got to confess the truth.

"We can't have them carrying that when we're here don't we, Aniki?"

Eh? Really? I can carry my own things... Shiori thought a bit defensively about her possessions. She didn't want either one of them touching her stuff, but she was less inclined to let Narukei. Yukito grabbed Nemui's bag, and Shiori gripped to her's, shaking her head, "I'd rather carry it myself. Fragile stuff inside and whatnot..." She said to him, following behind Nemui and Yukito. She wasn't lying, her laptop was inside of the bag.. Though that wasn't her only reason. She didn't want him to be too nice.. She was just starting to get over him and suddenly here he was? It was going to take some adjusting to. I-I hope he just leaves it at that...

"Come! Come! Let's all get along shall we?"

Shiori took her shoes off, placing them next to Nemui's and let her gaze wander as silence broke out among the group. She was surprised by who broke the awkward moment.

"I-It's l-lovely.."

It was a whisper, but it got the conversation flowing again. Shiori smiled weakly and nodded, "I agree." She replied with a nod of her head, smiling to her younger sister. She had to come across as at least a little reassuring to Nemui. She was worried about the younger girl, but she couldn't help but wonder if she should be more concerned with herself. She seemed to be more emotionally fragile at the moment.. Shiori shuffled on her feet, feeling a little impatient about being escorted to her room. She wanted a moment away from everyone else to deal with the situation. She wanted a moment to react to this.. The living situation she would forced to endure.

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But of course, when his brother shows up, the attention goes to him. This was something Naru had grown use to. He had almost forgotten that his brother was supposed to come today. Almost. He was nearly to use to him being gone all the time. But something else had taken his attention away. For some reason, he felt as if he was being watched by someone. As he was about to look up, his brother stole back his attention.

"We can't have them carrying that when we're here don't we, Aniki?" Yu, had said this as he had grabbed one of the girl's bags, but for some reason, the eldest was acting a bit odd with Naru. This made him suspect something, but he didn't think too much of it as she rejected him and had taken her own bag. Maybe she didn't like the fact he was dirty? Did he smell funny?

Silently he rubbed his shoulder with his chin, to take a quick sniff, but he smelt normal. So it wasn't that he smelt bad. And he was hardly dirty. "Hm." He rubbed the back of his head and smiled with politeness. "I suppose I understand." He said as she walked passed him without a word or a glance. The air had turned cold and he didn't get what he had done wrong. Not yet at least.

Slowly he closed the car door and walked up to the driver. Tipping him and letting him leave. Pulling out the gate beeper, it closed when the guy had finally driven off. Which reminded him. He had walked up to the girls from behind. "Oh right." He had reached over into a cabinet, by the door entrance. "Each of you have your own beeper for the gate and house keys." He dangled them over their heads with a smile. "Please be sure not to lose them. Oh and, if you may, please don't stay out past 8pm, unless you have Yu or me around." He said the last part with a serious tone, but all in all keeping himself friendly.

"Perhaps we should get them to their rooms to freshen up and have dinner yeah?" Naru combed his fingers through his long blonde hair and slid past the girls, placing his hand on Ne's shoulder so that he wouldn't knock her over. "Pardon me, I have to check on the oven. Have Yu show you around." He smiled at them and walked off.

He wasn't too up for being in a room with a girl who didn't like him and he didn't want to make the little one feel overwhelmed. So he left it to Yu, whom they seemed more comfortable with.

Anyways, putting on the apron and some oven mitts. He had checked on the Roast that he slow cooked overnight. The smell of it had melted the room. It was so well cooked that the juices soaked it and the veggies drank it. Turning off the oven, he let it sit there cooling off inside as he started to set the table as nice as he could. He wasn't sure on what they'd drink so he filled pitcher with ice water and the other with white grape juice. In his opinion, it tasted like wine with the meat.

As he thought of what else to put on the table, he fiddled with his silver looped earring. He had two in fact on his right side. One had Yu's name on it and the other on his eat lobe had his mother's name. He would have gotten one of his father, but he hardly knew the man, and the man was hardly even around. So it was hard to care or think of him as family in a way. Least it was like that for Naru.

It was around the time as he was thinking that his phone started to ring. It was his father trying to call. Without having to ask, Naru already knew what this had meant.

"Yes?"

"Sorry, loves. We won't be making it in tonight, we'll try again next time. We'll see you guys as soon as we can."

"Right, well, I'll let the others know. Cya soon."

This was a typical thing. Something no kid or teen should be used to from their parents, but for Naru it was an everyday thing. From his parents and from his brother. He had wondered once in a while if that soon he should get a life of his own.

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"Everyone knows that when boys and girls lives together in one place. It should be expected that things could happen even if they had to play house, though it isn't set in stone isn't it? The roles, I mean. So fun."
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|| Current Location ✦ Sakura Square ||
|| [ Theme ✦ [Boy Like You ] ||





So, these are the girls that will be living here from now on. Actually, it had been quite some time since any girls had come here. The last one who ever did was the infamous 'runaway wife', specifically his mother Gabriela before she went and leave without a word. Seeing girls in the house brought that memory. Thinking about it, this irritates him, but as a master actor as he is, it did not even slip out of his demeanor. At the same time, that memory had been squashed rather quickly. Bad things were better off forgotten and erased. Life was far better that way, as Yukito wanted to believe.

His smile was perfect as it always is. "It had been a while since a feminine presence was around here. This would be a good thing. I could already feel the house warming up with you two around." He noted in a casual yet cheery tone as he heard the words of admiration from the girls about the house. Well, it was mostly due to his older brother's housekeeping that goes without saying. Narukei was well-versed in that sort of chores compared to him. That's why it was better to leave such things to his brother. He was still holding the luggage as he stopped at the middle of the foyer. Narukei was handing out the house keys and the beepers.

Logically, it was normal for these females to have keys since they're going to live here, but, he was inwardly resistant to the idea of them having such easy access to this place. Family? What was that really? It doesn't hold anything; it was just a word nothing deeper than that. But of course, these thoughts were hidden without a trace behind his amiable and lively demeanor. "It might sound that Aniki is setting a curfew. But, that's just to protect you two. Since both of you are such cuties." He added and then leaned a bit closer to the girls. His face was invading their private space with such clarity. His lips were beside their ears as he whispered his next words as he didn't want Narukei to hear. "But, I'm more flexible. We can't all be stiffs all the time. I'll bail you out when you get in trouble, okay?" He pulled away with that smile of his and a playful wink for good measures.

Soon enough, Narukei excused himself to the kitchen while leaving the job of being a tour guide to him. That was mostly expected. He was the entertainer in the family after all. "I guess we should get you two some rest before dinner. The journey must have tire you out." His eyes of uniquely-colored orange gazed at the luggage that was not being carried either by him or by his brother. There was also the odd perception that something was up about this elder one of the girls. He just haven't figure it out yet, but he will eventually. "Are you sure you don't want me to carry that? I'm very good with fragile things." He offered his other free hand and his eyes did not betray anything beyond that kind offer. "That's right I should properly introduce myself. The name is Iyazaki Yukito."

He then gave a princely bow complete with the aristocratic gesture. It fits him rather very well. And without doubt, he reached for the eldest girl's hand and gave the hand a fleeting kiss. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Shiori-chan." After saying that, he gently released the hand and held that of the younger one. He did the same thing. "I believe you're Nemui, correct? A pleasure as well." His eyes gazed at her as he pressed his lips on the back of her hand before releasing it with a rather princely smile. "I don't mind what you call me. I'm pretty much open to it." He then pulled away from the girls. It seemed he was not the kind to worry about physical interactions as much as other would be.

"Shall we begin the tour?" Yukito offered as he turned his back at them and lead the way. "As you can see, there is the living room and beyond that door is the kitchen." He pointed towards the said areas. "The dining room is there. There's also a washroom here." He then had a contemplative look before looking towards the girls. "It's better to look outside during the day, but there's a veranda and a sun room over there." He pointed at the said doors which lead to that. There was also a garden house but, that was mainly for Narukei personal space. Oh well... "There's also a garden house at the back, but you should get permission from Aniki to see it." He shrugged his shoulders and then gave them a playful wink. "I don't think that would be a problem though. You two are going to be family soon, correct?"

The tour continued to the second floor. "This floor is reserved for the bedrooms." Yukito pointed at the door at the end of the hall. "That's the bathroom which will now be shared by all of us. So, I guess you better lock the doors, okay?" There was a teasing smirk across his lips as he said that. He then pointed at the double doors. "That is the main bedroom where the parents would be staying in." Although, he wasn't sure if those adults will be there. His father was practically absent, so, it was mainly empty. "This one will be your room, Shiori-chan." He pointed to his left and then opened it. "It's right across Aniki's." He then walked towards the one beside it and opened it as well. "This one will be yours, Nemui-chan. You two sisters are just beside each other." He then pointed the room across Nemui's. "This would be mine. So if you both have problems or want a slumber party. You know where to get me, alright?"

"That's wraps the tour for now. You two should get some rest now." He then gave them a rather kind smile which makes it so that there was nothing behind his motives or anything else for that matter. "I'll see you both at dinner later, then. I'm not being biased, but Aniki is a good cook. So expect a good feast." Yukito then looked at Nemui as he determined this was his luggage since Shiori was holding hers. "I'll put this inside." He entered Nemui's room and placed the bag at the foot of the bed. This was not much of a hard burden. He was rather strong than what he looks like actually. "So, do you need anything else?" He asked as he stood in the middle of the room while looking at Nemui with a gentle smile on his face.

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"I agree."

Nemui was a bit surprised that Shiori spoke up, especially since there was a bit of obvious tension between her and Narukei previously. The home was very beautifully and very well kept, especially since there was a lack of females prior to their arrival. She expected at least a little mess, yet the house was spotless. It was a very pleasant surprise, to be quite honest. At least there wouldn't be a lot of mess..

"It had been a while since a feminine presence was around here. This would be a good thing. I could already feel the house warming up with you two around."

Yukito's kind words brought a smile to Nemui's face and she nodded a bit. It was reassuring that the brother's were responding positively to their arrival, she was sure there would be at least a few bumps along the way, but so far everything was progressing smoothly... yes it was also awkward, but it was still going smooth.

"Oh right."

The short haired girl felt a chill run up her spine as Narukei reach over herself and Shiori, whom she doubted would be pleased by the gesture. Nemui however just stiffened up, lightly blushing and remained perfectly still. She was incredibly nervous, but when her eyes met his hand's destination, she realized there was a reason for his actions.

"Each of you have your own beeper for the gate and house keys."

How much did that cost? She realized that their father made a lot of money, just like their mother, but still... Nemui didn't like to spend extravagantly if she didn't have to. She felt it was a little much, but she understood that the beeper was the difference between making it into the house and sleeping on the streets. It was an important luxury item in the end. She accepted her set, sliding it into the inside pocket of her jacket, buttoning it closed. She immediately averted her eyes and put a few inches between herself and Narukei afterwards, "T-Thanks..." She stuttered, still a little flustered by the close proximity that retrieving the keys required. She was obviously not comfortable with close contact and was the more timid sibling. Her voice was still soft, and if there was any other noise she would not have been heard at all.

"Please be sure not to lose them. Oh and, if you may, please don't stay out past 8pm, unless you have Yu or me around."

Nemui didn't speak up, considering she had a job. She wasn't sure how far it would be from here, considering she never made the journey, but it was considerably closer than her previous residence. She could probably walk to and from work from this town. Perhaps she would be able to follow those guidelines? Maybe? She knew that Shiori would be breaking those rules often, the maid cafe` didn't even close until 9 P.M... I am a bit worried for her. Why would he ask that of us if it wasn't in our best interest? Nemui could feel her stomach churning in anxiety. Would Shiori be okay or should she tell someone?

"It might sound that Aniki is setting a curfew. But, that's just to protect you two. Since both of you are such cuties. But, I'm more flexible. We can't all be stiffs all the time. I'll bail you out when you get in trouble, okay?"

Oh.. So it's just him being worried? She should be okay then.. Nemui thought, nodding at Yukito, though she was also blushing. He was far closer to the two girls than Narukei had been earlier.. and he had a habit of being.. a little too flirtatious at school. Though she tried to remind herself that he wouldn't be so bold with them because he was their soon-to-be brother.

"I guess we should get you two some rest before dinner. The journey must have tire you out."

He practically repeated Narukei, but he was their tour guide apparently, so she paid a little more attention now that the gears were about to be set into motion. She was focused on getting unpacked and helping Shiori study to be brutally honest, but there were other pleasantries she had to endure first..

"Pardon me, I have to check on the oven. Have Yu show you around." He smiled at them and walked off.

He can cook? Nemui thought to herself, surprised once again. She never met a guy that could cook, but that wasn't something she could easily judge on. She didn't know a lot of guys her age to be quite honest. She spent most of her time to herself reading manga, studying, or selling comics at the comic book store. She wanted to say something in return to Narukei, but nothing came to mind...nothing that didn't sound stupid in her head at least..

"That's right I should properly introduce myself. The name is Iyazaki Yukito."

He kissed her sister's hand after telling her it was nice to meet her, and Nemui felt a wave of anxiety wash over her. She knew she was about to experience a similar gesture, and it would surely be awkward. She always found a way to wedge herself into an awkward situation.

"I believe you're Nemui, correct? A pleasure as well."

A dark red blush tinted her pale cheeks as Yukito kissed her hand. Why is he looking up at me like that? Nemui thought in a panicked manner. She wasn't sure how she should feel, but she knew she needed to respond soon or else she'd come across as mentally challenged, "...I-I... y-yes... It's nice to finally meet you as well..." Nemui managed to mumble in return. He was very nonchalant about being in closed quarters with them, which she found to be quite unnerving. He was in the same grade as Nemui, yet unlike Yukito, Nemui was completely incapable of keeping eye contact, let alone initiating bold physical interactions with another.

"I don't mind what you call me. I'm pretty much open to it."

Nemui nodded her head, biting her bottom lip. Something about this boy didn't sit right with her, she felt like she would need to stay completely alert... She adjusted the manga hidden inside of her jacket, smiling kindly, "I-I think I'm going to stick with Yukito-san.."

"Shall we begin the tour?"

She kept up the best she could while keeping her definition of comfortable distance, looking to Shiori to make sure that her sister was following as well. She didn't want to follow Yukito by herself, the mere thought of being alone with the youngest Iyazaki male was shiver inducing.

"As you can see, there is the living room and beyond that door is the kitchen."

Her eyes followed his direction, nodding her head. She'd gotten a peek at the kitchen earlier, so she was familiar with it's placement. She wasn't too concerned with this room, but the gesture was kind all the same.

"The dining room is there. There's also a washroom here."

Nemui burned the image of each room into her mind, determined to never find herself lost in her new home. It was be embarrassing to ask, and quite the hassle if she ended up walking in on someone.

"It's better to look outside during the day, but there's a veranda and a sun room over there."

Wow.. This place really is extravagant.. Nemui thought breathlessly, following behind Yukito in disbelief. She barely thought it was possible for so much to fit on the property, it was huge, but still, the sheer amount of rooms was unbelievable.

"There's also a garden house at the back, but you should get permission from Aniki to see it."

She really wanted to see it, but then he brought up the word 'permission'... She REALLY did not like asking for things, and permission would be necessary. She wouldn't want people intruding on her after all. She would avoid it... as much as she would enjoy seeing the flowers. The inspiration would do wonders, but she honestly was intimidated by these two boys.. she didn't imagine that her new brothers would be anything like the Iyazaki brothers. It would take a while before she truly felt like a true sibling to the boys, but she wouldn't admit that out loud, ever. She wanted to become a close family as soon as possible. She always wanted a brother as a child, but for some reason she felt like this experience was going to prove to be more than she bargained for.

"I don't think that would be a problem though. You two are going to be family soon, correct?"

Nemui nodded her head, smiling weakly. She knew that was true, but it still was hard to associate these boys as family. Yukito was a famous pop idol and Narukei was simply quite attractive. Both boys were exceptional, she didn't expect to have siblings that would both be aesthetically pleasing. This was going to be a very awkward arrangement. She followed silently up the stairs, lost in her own thoughts, not really paying attention.

"This floor is reserved for the bedrooms."

Finally her eyes lifted to Yukito.Nemui tilted her head, doing her best to listen without letting her thoughts interrupt. She had no choice but to force herself out of her current thoughts to pay attention. She would die on the spot if she walked into the wrong bedroom. Yukito pointed at the door at the end of the hall, and Nemui made a major point to burn it's location into her mind.

"That's the bathroom which will now be shared by all of us. So, I guess you better lock the doors, okay?"

Nemui's face flared up into a crimson blush the second she thought of someone walking in on her, or vice versa. The smirk on Yukito's face did nothing to reassure her either. D-Definitely better knock.. She thought to herself, turning her head so she could gaze down the stairs for a moment, mostly to conceal her embarrassment. Living with boys is going to be dangerous!!

"That is the main bedroom where the parents would be staying in."

She wasn't all that concerned with this bit of information anyhow, her mother rarely came home before, she doubted anything would change.. A marriage only added more faces to the family, nothing else would change....right?

"This one will be your room, Shiori-chan."

The first door to the left after coming up the stairs, got it. I don't want to accidentally go into Narukei's or Yukito's rooms.. That would be horrible.. Nemui thought to herself, feeling sick to her stomach just thinking about it. Explaining herself after making a mistake like that would be so painful and embarrassing, plus they'd most likely never let her live it down..

"It's right across Aniki's."

Shi-chan's room and Narukei-san's rooms are across from each other? She doesn't seem to like him very well... She immediately thought that this would be a bad choice, but she doubted that they would be allowed to switch. Nor did she feel Shiori would enjoy a pink room. Despite being more feminine, Shiori wasn't exactly fond of the color pink. Her older sister didn't hate it, but a pink bedroom would eventually drive her older sister nuts.

"This one will be yours, Nemui-chan. You two sisters are just beside each other. This would be mind. So if you both have problems or want a slumber party. You know where to get me, alright?"

S-Slumber party!? Not invited! She thought in a very embarrassed manner. There was no way she'd sleep in the same room as a guy, especially one as popular as Yukito. He'd dropped a couple flirtatious comments already, so she wasn't sure if he was going to take this 'family' arrangement very seriously and that alone was enough to make her feel a bit weary towards him. She nodded to prove she was listening, considering her name was called out, "T-Thanks..." though it was a little more than obvious that she was distracted.

"That's wraps the tour for now. You two should get some rest now. I'll see you both at dinner later, then. I'm not being biased, but Aniki is a good cook. So expect a good feast."

She was really looking forward to discovering if there was any truth to that claim. She would find out soon enough, but she was a little worried as far as Shiori was concerned. The older female sibling was a health maniac..

"I'll put this inside."

"T-thanks..." Nemui smiled kindly, although she had to admit she was nervous about the two of them being in the same room alone. She proceeded in after him, quickly tucking her manga away while his back was turned to her, placing her glasses on the computer desk in the room. The room was pale pink, a color she was rather fond of. Her mother probably passed along that bit of information to make her feel more at home.

"So, do you need anything else?"

Nemui blinked a bit, eyes darting around. Was there? She really didn't want him to help her stock her shelves, he'd notice all the manga and it wasn't a conversation she was exactly willing to have just yet, "N-nothing I can think of..." She trailed off, a more natural and warm smile crossing her features as she found it finally suitable to give proper gratitude, "T-Thank you for helping with the bag.. Yukito-san." Her voice was sincere, but still just as quiet as every other time she'd spoke to him before. She approached the bed, removing her school books from the bag, placing them further up on the bed, now standing between Yukito and the empty bookcase as she put her computer on the computer desk, "I-I just have light things to put away now, at least I-I think so..."

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"Oh right."

Shiori felt her entire body tense up. The only person who could even possibly be standing behind her was Narukei. She hadn't been this close to him in a long time and even though their past was pretend for him, it stopped being pretend for her a long time ago. How was she supposed to pretend when she never got over it in the first place?

"Each of you have your own beeper for the gate and house keys."

She realized he was reaching over Nemui and herself to retrieve something that was in a fancy cabinet on the other side of them and immediately calmed down, at least a little. Her statue like stillness ended and her eyes landed on his hand just before he dangled the keys. Oh.. That makes sense.. She thought to herself, a little embarrassed but kept it from showing the best she could, "..Thanks.." She forced a weak smile to her face before turning her attention to Nemui. She kept her eyes on her sister half of the time since they arrived, making sure she was alright and not in distress.

"Please be sure not to lose them. Oh and, if you may, please don't stay out past 8pm, unless you have Yu or me around."

She swiped her keys from him, avoiding eye contact as she did. He was being playful and charismatic.. but she couldn't even manage common courtesy. She knew she was being rude, she just couldn't help it. Then he mentioned a curfew of all things. W-we're the same age!! You don't get to tell me when to come home!! D-don't.. pretend to care... Nemui wouldn't have a big problem with the time frame, considering the comic book store closed around 7:30 or 8:00 but the maid cafe didn't even close until 9:00 and Shiori wouldn't be getting home until around 10:00. There was no way in hell that Shiori would be able to abide by those rules and still manage to keep her job! Though she was the same age as Narukei so she didn't pay the rules much attention. She could tell he was serious, but her job always came right after caring for Nemui. She loved her job almost as much as she loved her sister, Nemui. She didn't reply to the comment about curfew, mostly because she knew that she would frequently break that rule, but also because it would involve direct conversation and eye contact.

"It might sound that Aniki is setting a curfew. But, that's just to protect you two. Since both of you are such cuties."

D-did he read my mind!? Shiori's eyes widened a little in shock, but tried her best to control her expressions. Then she let her eyes shift to Nemui. She understood it a bit, "Thanks." She replied, her smile a little less strained than those aimed toward Narukei. She was obviously exhausted, though she was far more fatigued than by a simple car ride. She was mentally exhausted as well.

"But, I'm more flexible. We can't all be stiffs all the time. I'll bail you out when you get in trouble, okay?"

When Yukito leaned in, Shiori felt her muscles tense up. Sure, he was leaning in towards Nemui as well, but he was a celebrity and was far closer than what was appropriate! She didn't know how to respond. Though she couldn't help but stare at Yukito after his secret whisper. Why would he do that for them? She was grateful, but also a bit wary. Her little brother gave off the air that he would be quite a handful.

The wink he sent the two sisters was only verification that her life would never be simple... Ever again.

"Perhaps we should get them to their rooms to freshen up and have dinner yeah?"

Dinner? Shiori didn't even feel a bit hungry, but she blamed that on her nerves. She looked between the boys wondering if Yu would agree with Narukei. She kind of wanted to escape to a room she could call her own.. She needed to collect her thoughts and have a moment to fully respond to the situation.

"Pardon me, I have to check on the oven. Have Yu show you around."

Her eyes shifted to Narukei touching Nemui, something he did without batting an eyelash. Was that all it was for him? Normality? He didn't even seem to remember me..That stung, a lot.. She wasn't used to boys forgetting about her.. It was definitely a shot to Shiori's ego.

"I'm sure it will be delicious." Shiori added before Narukei left the room, though she had to literally force the words out. She was sad, a little broken, well, maybe a lot broken, but she couldn't live in conflict forever. She'd do her best to avoid being bitter, but she couldn't help the pain in her chest. I can't believe that he forgot about me. I'm definitely hanging on to nothing, but I can't just let it go..

"I guess we should get you two some rest before dinner. The journey must have tire you out."

Yukito's words snapped Shiori back into reality and it was fairly noticeable, seeing as she jolted to life just as he spoke. Her eyes quickly shifted to him, in attempt to hide the fact that she was lost in her own thoughts. She noticed that he was currently staring in her direction and it made her feel immeasurably uneasy. Was he suspicious? Did she get dirt on her clothes? Did she have a breakout? Did she say something she didn't mean to out loud? She began mentally freaking out. She tediously assessed her actions from leaving the car to now and she was certain that her private thoughts had not been spoken... So what was Yukito looking at her bag for?

"Are you sure you don't want me to carry that? I'm very good with fragile things."

".. It wouldn't be very nice to refuse your brother then turn around and accept your assistance, ne? I appreciate the offer, but I'm a bit tougher than I look. I can carry it." She reassured Yukito with a kind smile. Then there was also the fact that she couldn't let a celebrity carry her luggage. She had posters of him and everything! That would be too embarrassing if he came into her room and noticed a rolled up poster of him inside one of the boxes.

"That's right I should properly introduce myself. The name is Iyazaki Yukito."

Shiori did however shake Yukito's hand, "Shiori Santioa.. Nice to meet you. I'm a huge fan of your music.. I thought it would be best to confess that straight away.." She responded with sincerity. Her voice held no embarrassment, but there was a twinkle of awe in her eyes. He was slightly mischievous, but Yukito was a lot like she'd expected so far. Gentlemanly and kind. She had no idea of his other traits, but how could she? He was a brilliant actor.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Shiori-chan."

A blush finally blazed across Shiori's cheeks as Yukito kissed her hand. The action was so unexpected and forward.. She didn't have a chance to compose herself for it. She immediately broke eye contact, looking to her sister, and finally back to Yukito. What was he playing at? Was he teasing her? Did he know she pretended to date his brother? Shiori was completely panicking.

"I believe you're Nemui, correct? A pleasure as well."

Her embarrassment subsided as he did the same with Nemui, a little skeptical about ever leaving these two alone, but she was sure that her sister would inform her if Yukito crossed the boundaries of family.

"I don't mind what you call me. I'm pretty much open to it."

Shiori had a feeling that Yukito would get himself and the two of them in a lot of trouble, especially if he chose to behave this way outside of the comfort of their own home. Paparazzi would love to get ahold of him behaving this way. Anything? Fine. She knew just what she would call Yukito, seeing as he was cocky and nonchalant, she would be too, "Otouto-san." Shiori smiled, seeing as Yukito was technically the youngest.. Even if Nemui was only a few months older than him.

"Shall we begin the tour?"

Shiori followed behind Yukito quietly, sighing to herself silently. She just wanted a moment or two alone to collect herself and a few minutes to rest. Was that too much to ask for?

"As you can see, there is the living room and beyond that door is the kitchen."

Shiori nodded her head, seeing as she wouldn't be spending a lot of time in the kitchen, so it wasn't really interesting or useful informationthen tilted her head. There wasn't a cabinet for movies.. Did this family not spend a lot of time together? Even Nemui and Shiori had a movie shelf.. Suddenly she felt her stomach ache and she blurted out her next words without thinking, "We should rent a movie tonight."

Then a few moments later, Shiori realized what she had said and let out a nervous laugh, "I mean.. Who knows when we will all four be free at the same time again? You know?" She followed along with the best part of the tour.

"The dining room is there. There's also a washroom here. It's better to look outside during the day, but there's a veranda and a sun room over there. There's also a garden house at the back, but you should get permission from Aniki to see it."

All the directions mixed together, until Yukito mentioned a garden house. She absolutely loved flowers.. She was definitely intrigued, until he mentioned asking for Narukei's permission. Did she really have to? She didn't feel like she could handle extended conversation with him.. Though she was certain that if the house was this gorgeous then the garden house had to be amazing as well. It just wasn't fair..

"I don't think that would be a problem though. You two are going to be family soon, correct?"

Family. That word definitely didn't sit with her right. She didn't see these two as her brothers.. She wanted to, but the connection just wasn't there. She hoped it would kick in soon.. It would definitely make living here a lot easier. She followed up the stairs, quietly looking to Nemui to make sure that her sister was not as nervous as she currently felt.

"This floor is reserved for the bedrooms."

Finally.. A moment to myself is in sight.. She thought, feeling a sudden wave of guilt wash over her as she yearned to escape the tour.

"That's the bathroom which will now be shared by all of us. So, I guess you better lock the doors, okay?"

"Locked. Got it." She wasn't quite sure that she caught the entire warning, but she caught bathroom and lock so she was pretty sure she got the main points. Just lock the door, right? Though Yukito's expression made her shiver. Something about it sent chills down her spine.

"That is the main bedroom where the parents would be staying in."

Parents.. It had been a long time since her mother was part of that plural word.. She wasn't sure if she was ready to call someone else her "Father", in fact her eyes softened as she stared at the door, shaking her head before her mind got carried away. She couldn't think of her dad right now, not here.

"This one will be your room, Shiori-chan."

First door on the left? Easy enough.. Shiori thought to herself, nodding her head to prove she was listening. Yukito opened the door and she noticed the pale blue walls. It was her favorite color.. At least her Mother remembered that much about her..

"It's right across Aniki's."

Shiori raised an eyebrow, then smiled weakly, "Thanks for showing me.. Actually.. I am going to head on in... I should get unpacked.." She offered one last smile to Yukito and Nemui before disappearing into her room. The door was quickly shut and locked before any response could have been given.

She dropped her bags which made a light thud against the floor, yet she paid it no mind. Her room was directly across from Narukei's.. Narukei... Who didn't even remember her.. Who was going to be her brother soon.. Sure he only PRETENDED to date her and it was at HER request.. but he didn't even seem to care.. and that hurt. A lot, actually. Shiori did her best to compose herself, but after playing strong in front of the others for so long, she couldn't glue herself back together just yet.

Letting out a soft sigh, the long haired sibling approached her bed shakily and let herself fall face down into it. In fact, she dozed off after what felt like hours of crying. She didn't even unpack a single thing, so she sort of lied... Oops?

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Just as Keiko changed clothes, she heard her grandmother yelling for the dog downstairs. That dog was always getting out and running off, it was more of a hassle than it was worth to be honest. What did her grandmother even see in the thing? Aren't dogs supposed to be loyal? Jeez.. I wanted to go to the grocery store..

Running down the stairs, Keiko placed a hand on her grandmother's shoulder, "I will find Hachiko. Just sit and rest, ne? Don't work yourself up, I want you to see me graduate with a baseball scholarship!" Keiko grinned to her grandmother, who was very skeptical. She was from a different time, one where young girls were not allowed to play baseball.

She quickly slid on her shoes after giving her grandmother a reassuring smile and with that, Keiko was out the door. She looked around the yard and called to the dog, but it only took her once around the yard before she realized where the dog was.. She came around just in time to see it run straight into Sakura Square, right between the bars of the gate. Immediately Keiko huffed, and unaware of the buzzer that would not only notify the residence of her plight, but also get them to open the gate. Oblivious to the technology, Keiko began to climb the gate without hesitation. Thankfully she was in shorts, but she had no problem making it to the top.

"These fences are a waste of money if you ask me... What are they keeping out? Obviously not me or the dog.." Keiko whispered to herself, dropping down and landing in a squat position. The dog and Keiko both made it in the yard with relative ease.. Though there was a problem.. Where is the dog? Now where did she run off to She began to explore the yard, making quiet steps to avoid getting caught. With a gate like that, they obviously didn't want uninvited visitors. She heard the barking and tiptoed towards the racket, trying to shush the dog, but then again, Hachiko always hated Keiko so the mutt just kept barking.

She began to realize, due to the smell that they were near a kitchen, and Hachiko was drawn over by the smell. Although the window was open, it was now or never. The dog was distracted, and this was her only shot to capture it without alerting her neighbors of her trespassing. Fight or flight.. Immediately she shot forward, but that was too easy. Hachiko saw it coming and stepped out of her reach, causing Keiko to fall to the ground, crashing into and breaking a vacant flower pot. The dog began barking even louder after her fall, much to Keiko's annoyance, "Shhhh!!" She tried to hush the dog as she pulled herself up to a sitting position, but also just getting a good look at her bloody knee. It didn't hurt, but there was a considerable amount of blood coating her leg.

She finally caught the dog by the collar, but she now owed the home owners an explanation.. and a bit of money. Or a lot, this family was filthy rich.. Maybe it was antique or rare? Hand crafted? This could be bad.. But I owe them money and I need to clean my leg.. I can't go home bloody.. I'll scare grams half to death..

"Uhm, excuse me...??" She called out, unsure if the person cooking heard the noise or not.. Though she was fairly certain that they did, seeing as her and the dog weren't exactly quiet, "My name is Keiko Misanami.. My grandmother is the lady next door, Chihiro Misanami.. I was catching her dog and broke this.. I was wondering how much it cost..? It looks expensive and I will gladly pay for it or work the money off.. I-I am so sorry!!" Her voice was loud, energetic, and definitely sincere.. She was panicking and speaking a bit too fast... overreacting, seeing as she only broke a flower pot..

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"Uhm, excuse me...??" The sound of a girl's voice echoed through the kitchen. It took Naru a moment to see who that voice belonged too. "My name is Keiko Misanami.. My grandmother is the lady next door, Chihiro Misanami.. I was catching her dog and broke this.. I was wondering how much it cost..? It looks expensive and I will gladly pay for it or work the money off.. I-I am so sorry!!"

Ah so the lady had a granddaughter. Maybe I'd play with her just a bit. From time to time Naru would play with the dog whenever it came by the yard, so he was used to it hanging around. Once in a while he'd feed it or it would listen to him play. He sighed and removed his apron, placing it on the counter. Turning off the oven he walked over to the back doors.

"That flower pot is almost 800,000 yen. (8,000 dollars)" More like 12,000yen. (100dollars) But this should be a bit fun to tease her. "It's the last of it's kind you know. So to pay it off isn't that simple." He kept his words kind and his voice low as he walked over to touch the broken pieces. The dog raced over to Naru and barked, looking at him as if she was smiling, nudging him and rubbing against him. He patted her head and smiled back. "Is this your way of saying you missed me?" He chuckled in a very warm tone. Seeing the dog put him in a better mood, so he changed his mind with teasing the girl. "You don't have to worry about the pot. It's fine, besides, the pooch always breaks that pot. In fact if you look close enough, you could tell that it's always getting glued back together.

Naru stood up and finally looked over at the girl. "The name's Narukei Iyazaki, The eldest brother of the house old, It's a pleasure to meet you." He nodded his head a bit as a slight bow, but it was nothing major. "Though if you feel that bad about it, I tell you what. If you bring the dog here everyone once in a while, I'd be happy to forget the whole thing." He smiled at her softly.

She was about average looking. Plane short brown hair and eyes. Small frame and height. Yet something about her said he knew her. "Pardon me but, I've seen you before, least that's what my gut says." He chuckled. "Then again, it could be that I am just hungry with what everything going on today. You could join us if you like, we have loads of room and food. Don't be a stranger, we are neighbors after all and your Grandmother has helped me a lot. And we should eat before it gets cold and all my hard work gets fed to the dog."

"Come come, no is not an option. You know if you say no to everything, you'd get nowhere in life." He said as he touched he elbow guiding her along inside and to a seat at the table. Then he walked over to the kitchen counter and rang the Dinner Bell. It beat yelling for everyone or going to everyone's rooms. Especially in such a big home. "Oh right, Miss Misanami, you'd be going to the school here from now on correct? You must be new, welcome here if so."

The downfall about her is, she's probably Naru's brother's age. She looked it. He liked the younger girls most, mainly because they weren't into all the makeup and overly exposed clothing. The freshman was the best. It was until after Freshman year that things go way over board. When it comes to him, he likes things simple. Probably why I never get a lover. Nothing's simple then. It's never can we date and just date and be happy. It's always gifts this or money that. He fiddled with his earring a bit on his lobe. This was something he'd do whenever he was on a train of thought. Fiddling with it somehow will relax him.

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"That flower pot is almost 800,000 yen. (8,000 dollars)"

Keiko was immediately frozen in mortification when Narukei mentioned the price of the broken object. She knew that the Iyazaki family was well off, but she never imagined that they would own such expensive lawn decorations! It would take ages to work off 800,000 yen... She was definitely growing resentful towards her grandmother's dog, right about now.

"It's the last of it's kind you know. So to pay it off isn't that simple."

"S-seriously?" Keiko felt really guilty, and rubbed the back of her neck nervously.Keiko knew such items existed, but she had never encountered anything that was 'one of a kind'. To be the last of it's kind... She felt like dirt for breaking it. If she was more sensitive of a girl, she would have been crying by now, but thankfully she was tougher than that. She had to be tough, her coach demanded it from the baseball . Though she was distracted from her thoughts when Hachiko sprinted towards Narukei. The dog seemed to like him almost as much as she adored Keiko's grandmother. Is this why Hachiko always ran over here? He was... really good with the dog. Better than she was at least. Hachiko never let Keiko pet her, not even once.

"Is this your way of saying you missed me?"

The dog was very sweet towards Narukei. Perhaps Hachiko wasn't always running away, but was just coming over to visit him?

"You don't have to worry about the pot. It's fine, besides, the pooch always breaks that pot. In fact if you look close enough, you could tell that it's always getting glued back together."

H-Hachiko breaks it all the time?! She was mentally freaking out by this point. The vase was really expensive.. Is my grandmother in debt to the Iyazaki family and didn't want me to know abut it?! Keiko was definitely a little dense, still not picking up on the fact that he was pulling her string. She was always a little off base when it came to pranks, totally susceptible, a perfect target.

"The name's Narukei Iyazaki, The eldest brother of the household, It's a pleasure to meet you."

Keiko was surprised by the casual introduction, but was also relieved. Despite being born and raised by proper parents, Keiko was rather informal and a bit unorthodox. It was nice to see that the intimidating Iyazaki family wasn't as strict and businesslike as she'd assumed, "Keiko Misanami, your next door neighbor from now on I guess..."

"Though if you feel that bad about it, I tell you what. If you bring the dog here everyone once in a while, I'd be happy to forget the whole thing."

How? Climb the fence again? She thought to herself a bit baffled, but wasn't against the idea.. It was a lot cheaper than the alternative, "I sort of climbed the fence to get in... Is there an easier way in?" She asked in a sheepish tone. Sure, climbing the fence wasn't that hard, but with Hachiko in tow it would be nearly impossible. She didn't even notice the gate's buzzer system on her way in.

"Pardon me but, I've seen you before, least that's what my gut says."

"Probably not." She responded in a fairly calm and collected manner, not particularly flustered like most girls were around him or Yukito. She wasn't exactly certain, so she was unable to completely deny his statement, but she highly doubted that any of the Iyazaki family noticed someone like her. She only lived here during the summers until now, so it wasn't like she was interesting enough to draw attention to herself. Besides the boys that lived here were constantly surrounded by girls that were prettier, more feminine, and definitely more interested in them than she was. The Iyazaki were rich, but as far as Keiko was concerned they were otherwise nothing special. In her eyes, all guys were ordinary. She never felt a crush or admiration towards a boy, so she didn't quite understand the girls that pined after Narukei and Yukito.

"Then again, it could be that I am just hungry with what everything going on today. You could join us if you like, we have loads of room and food. Don't be a stranger, we are neighbors after all and your Grandmother has helped me a lot. And we should eat before it gets cold and all my hard work gets fed to the dog."

Woah, this guy can talk. Keiko blinked in surprise as Narukei rambled, but it wasn't unwelcome. He just didn't come across as the sociable type at first, but there was always that old saying.. She immediately scolded herself by judging him by her first impression, but she couldn't conceal her laughter by the end of it, "I didn't take you for a talker, Iyazaki. I was surprised." She was still laughing in a soft tone, but she also didn't use honorifics, something she was often scolded for and was just as often forced to run laps for it by her coach as a consequence.

"Come come, no is not an option. You know if you say no to everything, you'd get nowhere in life."

Her eyes widened as he grabbed her shoulder, but naive as she was, she didnt jump to conclusions. Before she knew it, Narukei was gently tugging her inside. This isn't what I had in mind! She thought to herself, a bit nervous about going inside. She was bleeding! What if she got blood on something more expensive than the vase!?! She noticed the intricately decorated kitchen and reach with her free arm, rubbing her leg with her free hand to keep her blood from dripping on the floor. I should say something..

"Oh right, Miss Misanami, you'd be going to the school here from now on correct? You must be new, welcome here if so."

"Yeah I start tomorrow, I got in through a baseball scholarship, even though I missed enrollment. My grandmother's health hasn't been ideal and I was the only one whose schedule was flexible enough to make the unexpected move.. My parents are too busy with work to drop everything and move back here." Though there was a lot more to the story, she noticed that he seemed lost in thought, and tilted her head at him. She wasn't sure if he caught what she said, or if he ignored her entirely, but she needed to tend to her leg.... and Narukei was still holding her arm. His grasp was loose, but she didn't want to jerk away from him.

"I kind of hurt my leg outside.. Do you have paper towels? I just need to put some pressure on it, it should stop soon." The bloodon her other hand told a slightly different story. Although the injury wasn't fatal, there was a considerable amount of blood on her hand and the wound.

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"It's good that you can handle your own baggage, but..."

Nemui was relieved that he only grabbed the computer equipment. She didn't want anyone touching her boxes of books, because her manga stash was hidden inside of those boxes as well. Though she had tod admit she didn't expect Yukito to be so strong, with his career and all.. She was pleasantly surprised, but she was also a bit worried that he'd stick around to help and would discover her manga stash.

"If there's a man around, you might as well use him, right?"

"Yukito-san... I'm not the type of person who would shamelessly use someone else to make my life easier.. I-I do appreciate the help though. T-that would have taken me forever.." Nemui admitted, hoping he took no offense to her attempting to unpack on her own. He's a lot stronger than he looks... not that she'd admit that out loud.

"Plus what are brothers for, huh? Especially when their sisters are so cute."

"S-surely not to be used... Family means more than using people when it's convenient." Nemui responded, the mere thought of relying on her brothers all the time for heavy lifting made her stomach churn. It didn't feel right to abuse her position as their new sister or as a female in general, "A-arigato... I only intend to ask for favors when I must.." She admitted, averting her gaze. She didn't want her bullies at school to realize that she was closer to Yukito now than most of them ever would be.

"You like reading, that's nice."

"My father got me into it, the habit stuck..." She replied, not even noticing his gaze that shifted in her direction. She was focused on her father now. The only reason she remembered his voice was due to all of their old me videos, which she watched frequently.

"Hey..."

"Y-yeah?" Nemui answered nervously, something about the way Yukito was staring her made her skin crawl. Her better judgement told her to flee the room, but she knew that would come across as rude and didn't want to ruin her first impression toward her new family.

"Do I know you from somewhere?"

Nemui wanted to answer, but was taken by surprise when her new sibling practically cornered her in her own room. She wasn't sure if she should scream or tell him everything he wanted to know, but suddenly the answer to her worries became obvious. Her voice was failing her at the moment, so here she was stuck for the time being.

Nemui did her best to hold her breath discreetly. She ate chocolate pocky on the way here and didn't want to disclose that she had a sweet tooth to Yukito. Narukei was working so hard on dinner downstairs and she didn't want to come across as if she had already ate. Though eventually she had to breathe, and instead of delivering one large desparate huff for air, she caved and began breathing regularly, or at least as normal as she could in a situation like this, "Y-yeah..."

"Can you tell me, Nemui-chan?"

Immediately, Nemui's face was consumed with a blush. She didn't mean to catch the smell of his breath, but Yukito was too close for it to be avoided. She could have sworn she even caught a light trace of shampoo, or maybe it was cologne? Do fourteen year old boys wear cologne? Nemui pondered on the thought, unsure. She didn't wear perfume, but she definitely showered daily and wore deodorant, wearing perfume just seemed too... adult. She couldn't even find the words to speak while this close, something about his tone of voice sent shivers down her spine and and lodged a knot in her throat. T-too close.... I can barely think straight.. She knew she had to get herself out of this situation. She was growing dizzy from blushing so much.

"It would be my shame to forget such a cute face."

"We have been in the same class a couple of times.." Nemui stated, avoiding eye contact. She couldn't just admit that the two of them were in the same class since kindergarten.. The fact that she noticed would be creepy. Though Narukei rang the dinner bell and their conversation was interrupted. She had to admit that the dinner bell was a pleasant distraction. Nemui used it to her advantage and made her escape, slipping away from him by ducking under his arm and making a beeline for the door. She made it, much to her relief, looking back to Yukito with a weak and nervous smile, "S-see you at dinner, Yukito-san." She was flustered, still red in the face, but she scurried off before he decided to capture her again. She was saved by the bell and wouldn't let that go to waste. Though she was a bit worried about whether or not her escape would anger Yukito and cause things to escalate later. P-perhaps I should sleep in Shi-chan's room tonight.. She thought to herself as she knocked on Shiori's door. She didn't hear the door open, so she thought it would be best to try and stir her sister, "Dinner, come on Shi, we can't miss it."

After addressing her sister, Nemui continued down the hall and then she made her descent down stairs. She entered the kitchen,a light blush forming on her cheeks. Who is the girl in the kitchen with Narukei? She was pretty, normal, but still pretty, "I-Im sorry... D-did I interrupt something?"

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Shiori woke to the sound of a bell, groaning softly as she rolled out of bed. She looked around at the unfamiliar room, then as her eyes adjusted she reminded herself that this was her new room at her new home. She was almost convinced that coming here was a horrible dream, but here she was, awake and back to reality.

She stood, digging through her boxes of belongings until she found a brush and she ran it through her hair speedily. She only paused as someone knocked on the door. She was tempted to ignore it, but was surprised when Nemui's voice chimed through.

"Dinner, come on Shi, we can't miss it."

Shiori sighed as her sister spoke to her from the other side of the door. Apparently it was time for dinner. So that's what the bell was for.. Shiori thought to herself, slightly dreading the event. Shiori shook her head and crinkled her nose at the thought of hearing that bell every day. The bell made an obnoxious sound, one she knew she would grow tired of in no time. We need something else to notify everyone... Wouldn't a text suffice? Oh yeah... We don't have each other's numbers.

Shiori changed clothes into a pink and white striped hoodie and jean shorts. She didn't have an makeup on, seeing as they went on a long trip and she just went to sleep, so she just brushed on some lip gloss and was on her way out of her room. Shioro carefully escaped her room so that anyone who might possibly be lingering in the halls wouldn't see she didn't unpack anything yet. She let out a sigh, preparing herself to see Narukei again and slowly made her way towards the kitchen. don't want to see him.. I'm scared..

She was so engulfed in her thoughts that she didn't even notice when she missed a step going down the stairs, falling down the remaining five steps. O-ow.. Nothing was broken, nor was she bleeding, but the fall was definitely embarrassing. She landed on her butt, but she did hit her head on the way down so she was rubbing it after she came to a halt on the floor, "I hate stairs... That hurt more than I thought it would.. At least I learnt my lesson on a small fall I guess.." Though it hurt, Shiori was thankful that Nemui and Narukei were in the kitchen and missed her stumble. If anyone saw that, it would have been really embarrassing. Nemui was the clumsy sister.. Shiori was in archery, her balance was everything to her. It was bad enough that the fall shook her confidence, she didn't need a witness to constantly remind her of the incident, I need to focus more on my surroundings and quit thinking about Narukei so much.. He definitely isn't thinking about me.. the realization was depressing, but she had to look on the bright side. She had an even better position, right? She was his sister, not a girlfriend he could cast away. Sisters were permanent additions to the family, so in reality she would be closer to him than she would have been if he acknowledged her feelings in the past. Whether he remembered her or not, she planned on being a good sister from now on, even if it hurt. No more rude behavior, Shiori. Time to be family.. I'll ask him to go rent a movie with me so I can apologize properly without anyone overhearing.

She finally stood up, still near the stairs though.She had new determination and made her way to the kitchen, "Sorry I'm late... Who's your friend Iyazaki-san?" She coated the hint of jealousy in her voice the best she could, forcing a smile as she looked to Nemui, then the other girl. Was this Narukei's girlfriend? A family member? Shiori's resolve was shaken. There goes her bright plan...

"I am Shiori Santioa, nice to meet you....?" She trailed off waiting for the brown haired girl to introduce herself.

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Character Portrait: Nemui Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Shiori Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Narukei Iyazaki Character Portrait: Yukito Iyazaki Character Portrait: Keiko Misanami

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Oh, so they did meet before. Interesting, a classmate since the younger years. Yukito did not hide his amusement about her answer. He smiled at this in a rather carefree manner. "I see, it's nice to see you again then. What a coincidence, this is." He stated the latter part with a hint of mystery and wonder. His body position never changing or even alleviating one bit. Well, he had no intention to release his prey anytime soon. But, it seemed the dinner bell literally saved her from that as Nemui managed to use that as a good enough distraction to escape from him. She docked under his arm and scurried away like a mouse. Her mere actions were enough to make him chuckle lightly. It just makes him want to crush her more.

"Let the chase begin as they say." He softly murmured to himself with mirth after knowing that Nemui was out of range. That was then his phone vibrated signalling a text message. He took it out from his pocket and saw that the message was from Haruko. It seemed that there was another project for him to undertake. She will be sending him the details of it tomorrow. So, that also meant that he would be leaving school a bit early then. Well, that shouldn't be much of a problem, really. The school had already been informed about his possible schedules so, a compromise had been made. Actually, the agency had suggested for him to stop attending and just have himself, home-tutored. But, where was the fun in that? Anyway, he replied to the message with a simple okay. After that, he went downstairs to have dinner.

It had been a long time since he ate such a meal with anyone especially with his brother. Well, their family were never the close-knit one, especially with their kind of problems. It just made them drifted from each other rather than to solidify their relationships. But perhaps, he simply did not want to feel that kind of pain again. The answer, distance. Of course, he was completely being silly about it and quickly perished that thought before it could take root into other things. His hands were already full with gallivanting of his personal whims. He had no room for other sordid thoughts and things which will not do him any good.

Anyway, he would rather focus at the task at hand which was having dinner. And so, he went to the dining room which was adjacent to the kitchen. His eyes spotted a curious thing as his so-called new toys seemed taken aback by something, but as he approached further, it was a someone. This made him raise an eyebrow a bit and then a flash of interest within those orange-glazed eyes of his before it disappeared. Things just get interesting as time goes by. "I didn't know we have another guest, Aniki." He noted casually as he walked towards the newcomer and his brother. He was never the kind to bother himself whether he was being disruptive of a conversation or for the better word, privacy. He simply does what he wants. "Hi there, Yukito Iyazaki at your service."

He offered a polite yet carefree smile to the brown-haired girl who appeared to have dog with her in tow and a bloody leg for that matter. His eyes narrowed at that sight. "We should treat that." He stated as he looked to the nearest bathroom and went there. After a few seconds, he emerged carrying a small first-aid kit. It hadn't been used for awhile now as much as he could recall. Not like, he gets injured and all. His keeper of a manager and the agency always ensure that he is of sound mind and body. Although, he wasn't certain about Narukei, but his older brother was not clumsy now is he? Anyway, he pointed at a nearby stool at the counter. "Make her seat there, Aniki." He noted towards the older male with his casual tone. When it was done, he knelt to the floor in front of the brown-haired girl and opened the kit.

"What happened to you?" He asked as he began to dab a cotton with antiseptic on the wound while effectively cleaning the blood trail with a towel and some alcohol. He seemed to be good at what he does which might be surprising with his reputation and seemingly cheerful recklessness. "I suggest a bit of caution, it would be a sad thing to see such beautiful legs as yours with scars now." He said this with a very straight face as he lifted his eyes to look at her, a gesture to emphasize his point. Those eyes of his reflected care and a smile of kindness on his lips. Of course, he was playing on the role of a gentleman. After saying that, he focused on the wound and soon enough, he was done with it. "There you go." He announced as he applied a rather cute bandage with rabbit prints on it. To Narukei and Yukito, it should be obvious to who bought them. But of course, Yukito would not like to recall that person at the moment.

Then, he took a lollipop from his other pocket and gave it to the said girl. It was his trademarked strawberry treat "Here's your reward for being a good patient." Yukito noted with a jovial tone and then looked at his older brother. "She'll be joining us for dinner, right?" He was certain on that fact knowing Narukei to be the true gentleman between them. Then, he looked at Shiori and Nemui. "I have no problems with it. It has been long since we have dinner with this many people, don't we, Aniki?" That was actually true, since dinners between them consist of only one. "The more, the merrier. Oh, I forgot to mention. Shiori suggested we have a movie night. It's been quite a while since I stayed in the house. So, let's have one."

Yukito looked at Narukei with a child-like glee. With that expression, he seemed to appear much of his age, a boy, than an adult, that he seems to exude. "Of course, our new guest is invited too." All of these suggested by him with an innocent and carefree manner. But really, there was nothing innocent about his intentions especially, when he did take note that failure of coating from Shiori's voice. He picked up on it as perception was a tool for his kind of trade after all. And as of now, he wanted how much he could push on that. "So, shall we have dinner now?"

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Character Portrait: Nemui Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Shiori Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Narukei Iyazaki Character Portrait: Yukito Iyazaki Character Portrait: Keiko Misanami

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"Hasn't been ideal? Is she that bad or is it just a cold?" His expression changed to worry for the elder lady. She like his very own grandmother. He would always be the one to help her around the house among other things she needed. She was always alone and by herself, at first he felt sorry for her, but over time it was different. He never spoke to his grandparents before, so if he ever did, she'd be the one he pictured them like.

"Actually we have an Aid Kit, that might be better." He let go of her arm and walked over after getting a towel from the counter. "Here use this and I'll get-" But before he could take more action, he was caught with his hand on the girls leg and a towel pressured on her wound. Okay, probably not the best position to get caught in, especially when no one could tell if the other was hurt. And there was the point that, Ne was blushing. She definitely got the wrong idea.

And again before he could explain the situation, Shi walked in. Just when things couldn't get any worse. It did. He could feel the pressure of her presents right away. It was as if she wanted kill him for some unknown reason. He almost didn't want to look at her, but he smiled and nodded towards Kei. "This is Miss. Misanami, Keiko, that is." That was that, he lifted the cloth a bit to see the cut. It wasn't too bad, just a bleeder was all.

"I didn't know we have another guest, Aniki." The sound of his brother coming in was like an alarm clock. It made him feel slightly on edge. His grip on the back of her calf tightened, but not enough to hurt her and just like that he loosened his grip a bit once again touching her as if she was about to break.

When his brother left to most likely get the Aid Kit, Naru whispered lightly towards Kei, for her to hear only. "Let me know if Gran needs help, alright?" He didn't look at her but kept his eyes on cleaning up the blood as best he could. That was until Yu came back and without thinking much to it, Naru lifted the girl up like a Princess and placed her on top of the kitchen stool. Placing the towel in the trash, he stared at it for a second while listening to his brother talk to Kei. The dog, on the other hand, tugged whimpered at Naru.

Nodding at Yu was all he did to answer his question, picking up the dog he placed her outside and slid the glass door shut. Staring at the dog outside as Yu started to ramble some. But once he heard that there's be a movie night, things felt a bit uncomfortable.

"Actually, I'd have to decline." For one, he wasn't up for spending time watching movies, he never really did like them. He'd always find them a bit boring and predictable. Naru looked at Kei and smiled. "Miss. Misanami and I have other plans after dinner." Of course he meant to see her Grandmother, anything to get out of this awkward mess. "There is someone I must see. So I might not be back until late, give or take." Hopefully Kei plays along with it. If not, he'd had to find some other way out of it.

Offering his hand to Kei, he helped her down. "You can sit next to my set if you like." He gestured his head to the side where he'd normally sit, which was at the end of the table. His father would normally sit across from him at the other side, but that hardly ever happened. In fact, maybe once a year. Still out of all those years, not once has Naru's spot changed. "This way no one will bump into her leg."

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Character Portrait: Nemui Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Shiori Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Narukei Iyazaki Character Portrait: Yukito Iyazaki Character Portrait: Keiko Misanami

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"This is Miss. Misanami, Keiko, that is."

Well, at least he wasn't addressing her by her first name, but that barely made the situation better, at least not to Shiori. She got to see the guy that she was not-quite-romantically-over touching another girl in the kitchen in what seemed to be a rather intimate fashion. She couldn't help but be consumed with jealousy. He didn't remember her, and now he was doing stuff like this out in the open? The girl seemed oblivious to the situation, only making matters worse. Shiori hated girls who used their innocence to get guys to like them.

"I didn't know we have another guest, Aniki."

Yukito was shortly behind them, no doubt listening in, but she decided to not comment any further. She had a feeling that she had the right to remain silent and anything she said could and would be used against her in this house. She continued to force a friendly expression on her face, regardless of how poorly convincing it came across as. She had to at least attempt to play nice, even though it was exhausting... and Shiori was doing everything in her power to ignore the fact that she wanted to take the nearest kitchen knife and stab this brown eyed bitch.

"Hi there, Yukito Iyazaki at your service."

Shiori entered the kitchen, not looking at the others and poured herself a glass of water. She took a quiet drink, eyes closed and obviously a little ticked off. Though who wouldn't have been in her shoes? She couldn't help it that she was still attracted to Narukei, even though the fact that they used to date was all fake. It was only to teach her how to act around the guy she was crushing on before, but how could she have known that she would end up falling for him instead? Though on the flip side, how was he supposed to know? She never confessed, so why did she blame him? She felt guilty, confused, angry and sad all at the same time, and it was more than a bit overwhelming.

She didn't fade back into reality until Narukei lifted Keiko bridal style, and she nearly choked on a mouthful of water. She silently composed herself, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and sighed. She did not come down to dinner to watch Narukei flirt with another girl. This was getting ridiculous, though she had to admit the smell of the food was amazing... not that she could eat it, processed foods were marked off of Shiori's diet. But there was no harm in appreciating it from a distance, right? Too bad..

Yukito took over and began treating the attention whore's wound. The girl seemed surprised, but Shiori was certain that it was an innocent act. This girl was just fishing to gain more attention from the boys, and it was fairly irritating. Then this girl had the nerve to shoot such a pitiful look at her and Nemui? No one is falling for this crap, Keiko-San. Your act is cheap. Shiori thought to herself, biting the inside of her cheek to avoid rolling her eyes. This girl completely ruined Shiori's attempt to start over with this family, something told her she wouldn't like this girl, at all.

"What happened to you?"

Well apparently someone is still under the illusion that this girl wasn't purely out to seek attention. Shiori took a sip of water, and if looks could kill, Keiko would have definitely been very, very dead by now. Can I take my food upstairs? she twitched, definitely wanting to just skip to dinner and kicking Keiko out. Now? Please? No? Okay...

"Long story short? Hopped the fence chasing after the dog, went to grab her and I fell.."

Using a dog to attract guys? Damsel in distress routine? Why are these guys even humoring this? How low can she get? Did they truly believe Keiko or were they just suckers for any old sob story? She noticed that the dark haired girl flinched as the alcohol got into her wound and Shiori smiled a bit At least one thing about this girl is real.

"I suggest a bit of caution, it would be a sad thing to see such beautiful legs as yours with scars now."

Yep. Just suckers for the damsel in distress act. Shiori thought in a mixture of disappointment and disgust. She looked to Nemui, rolling her eyes at an angle only her sister could see. She then leaned in, "I don't feel very hungry anymore.." she whispered for her sister's ears only.

"Scars are badges of honor in Baseball! That's what coach says at least... Well.. My old coach..."

Shouting? Really? I hate this girl, she is so obnoxious!!! Shiori thought, now in mental agony. She wasn't sure that she could take this much longer. This girl was torture in living form.. Then her tone grew softer. Here comes the sob to the story. Are we supposed to ask about her coach? I'll pass.

"There you go."

Finally he was done fixing up her leg, now she could leave, right? For a moment, Shiori thought the day still had a chance. She didn't know just how wrong she was.

"Arigato, Iyazaki-san."

Everything about Keiko dug under Shiori's skin and simply rubbed her in every wrong way possible. If they were cats, she would have already shredded Keiko into pieces. She literally wanted to toss this stray outside where she belonged... Yet no one else seemed to agree.

"Here's your reward for being a good patient."

Who carries lollipops around like that? That's a bit creepy.. Shiori even twitched a little and grew pale. Just what kind of guys were the Iyazaki brothers? She shivered as a few ideas ran through her mind, trying not to judge either of them too harshly, even though they were fooled by this strange girl's pity party.

"She'll be joining us for dinner, right?"

Immediately her irritation was directed at Yukito. Why did he have to open his mouth? Perhaps she would have left if he'd stayed quiet! Now she'd stay and get cozy with him and Narukei when this day was actually meant to let the siblings get to know one another. She wanted to put her best foot forward, apologize for treating Narukei coldly, but something about this girl was fogging Shiori's better judgement. She didn't understand what she was feeling, but how could she? Jealousy was new to Shiori, seeing as she was very popular at school. She understood why she couldn't be with Narukei, but why did he have to show interest in a girl that didn't even put minimal effort in appearing feminine?! It was enraging and hurt at the same time. Maybe that's why it was so easy to pretend to date me and suddenly leave without warning.. I'm not his type after all, even before we became family.. she felt her chest beginning to tighten up, and it felt like a knot was forming in her throat, but she did her best to ignore it. She didn't even realize she was so close to crying.

"The more, the merrier. Oh, I forgot to mention. Shiori suggested we have a movie night. It's been quite a while since I stayed in the house. So, let's have one."

His voice broke her out of her destructive, plummeting thoughts. She was grateful, but also terrified. Was he on her team or purposely destroying her as payback for earlier? He couldn't have.. She was so careful to hide the malice in her tone earlier, how could Yukito have noticed something so faint? On the other hand, Shiori was kind of hoping to invite Narukei on her own terms, alone, after an apology, but this worked too.. Besides, there was no erasing Yukito's words anyway. She could feel her fingers trembling, so she shoved her free hand into her hoodie and took one last drink of water from the glass in her other hand.

"Of course, our new guest is invited too."

Shiori's eyes widened at this, and her gaze immediately fell on Narukei. What would he say? Would he decline? Would he go and just sit with Keiko? Would Keiko even want to attend?

"Actually, I'd have to decline. Miss. Misanami and I have other plans after dinner. There is someone I must see. So I might not be back until late, give or take."

Shiori's spiraling thoughts came to a halt when Narukei chose to ditch with Keiko. Suddenly her chest tightened, it was almost suffocatingly painful and she slowly put her empty glass in the sink. Suddenly she didn't feel so hungry anymore, honestly she felt like throwing up.

But the show had to go on, and she wouldn't ruin it for everyone else just because she was upset, so like in a theatre she decided to leave before she made things worse, "It's okay, we don't have to. No one does that anymore. It was just me trying to avoid studying." Shiori replied with a forced laugh, rubbing the back of her neck.

"Yeah.. Sorry. Maybe next time.."

Shiori grabbed an apple from the counter as she passed by and a bottle of water from the fridge as well. Then she froze in shock as she felt something wet on her cheeks.

W-why am I crying? I.. I don't want to.. I just want to.. I.. She lowered her head immediately. She knew she had to hurry as she addressed the group, or she'd be the next charity case. She kept her head low so her bangs would hide the tears that were beginning to fall down her face, and give her more time to speak. She had to compose herself, at least her voice.. She didn't want to cause a scene like Keiko.. She didn't want to come across as looking for pity, and she didn't want to cry in front of everyone.. She didn't want pity.. She wanted to stop feeling this way, whatever this was.

"So, shall we have dinner now?"

"Actually, I'm not very hungry.. " she muttered in a soft, relatively even tone. She was doing well so far, just a bit more, "Gomenasai, Narukei-San.. The food smells delicious... I just don't eat processed foods or meat."

Sure, she apologized and explained herself, but Shiori had to find a good excuse to skip dinner. She wracked her brain, but used a more natural and honest approach, "I haven't felt very well today, and Juniors have a huge test tomorrow.. I should study."

She immediately excused herself, but stopped with her back to the group, "G-Gomenasai.." Her voice finally cracked, and realizing that it was becoming too obvious, she scurried off. She made quick work of the stairs, actually breaking into a full on run as she made it upstairs. She immediately made a beeline for her room and locked the door.

As soon as she realized she was safe, her hands met her face and she wiped her eyes, attempting to calm her eyes which suddenly were responding like two open floodgates. Her tears kept falling, despite herself and she hated herself for it. She hated herself for not being able to handle dinner, with or without Keiko. I'm such a horrible person.. That girl was genuinely hurt and all I cared about was my own selfish jealousy..

She collapsed where she stood, now on her knees. She grabbed a pillow from one of her loaded luggage boxes and she buried her face inside of it. Get over him.. He likes that tomboy.. They're probably dating in secret or something.. Just let it go, Shiori! she mentally screamed at herself. The only person at fault here was her, and she wanted to die for being so selfish. He was her brother, or well, he would be soon.. Why did she feel the same as she did the day he left? Her ribs and stomach ached, but her chest ached even more. She felt like her entire torso was waging war against her in this exact moment. Liking someone, is it supposed to hurt this much? Why won't it just stop?

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Character Portrait: Nemui Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Shiori Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Narukei Iyazaki Character Portrait: Yukito Iyazaki Character Portrait: Keiko Misanami

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A lot happened, and as much as she hated to admit it, she kind of zoned out. Shiori definitely wasn't happy, but Nemui was completely clueless as to the real reason behind it.. Yukito and Narukei were fawning over Keiko, and this was all a bit crazy for their first dinner together.. She just couldn't help but mentally tune out everything going on. It was too much information to process and to be honest she just wanted this to be a harmonious dinner between four individuals that would be forced to live together for the rest of their high school careers.

"She'll be joining us for dinner, right?"

Isn't that a bit disrespectful? We're supposed to be getting to know each other.. I guess it doesn't matter, we'll have plenty of time to do that later, but still.. it obviously matters to Shiori-chan.. Nemui made a point to avoid making eye contact with the others, but she gave a small smile, "It's nice to meet you... Misanami-chan." She chimed, and although she didn't have a jealous hint buried in her voice, she did have an uneasy expression on her face. She was definitely worried, mainly about her sister. Sure, Shiori did have a tendency to overreact at times, but to a certain level, Nemui understood why she was upset. Though she knew neither of them had any choice in the matter. This home belonged to the Iyazaki family, and they were still Santioa's, legally speaking. They were outsiders, at least until the wedding.

"The more, the merrier. Oh, I forgot to mention. Shiori suggested we have a movie night. It's been quite a while since I stayed in the house. So, let's have one."

Nemui's eyes immediately widened. So that's why.. She was hoping to make up for her behavior earlier... I wouldn't want someone to overhear me apologizing either. No wonder she doesn't want Misanami-san here. Nemui thought to herself, realizing there was a lot more to her sister's reaction than she'd previously thought. Even though she was her sister, Nemui still had trouble understanding Shiori. There was a lot that Shiori kept secret, but she didn't blame her. It was human nature to keep some things private from everyone else.. besides, Nemui was never the type to pry in the first place. As far as she was concerned, if she needed to know, Shiori would eventually tell her.

"Of course, our new guest is invited too."

Was he intentionally trying to put Shiori in a difficult position or was he honestly clueless? Nemui wasn't quite certain which was the case, but she definitely knew Yukito was not a force to be reckoned with. The dinner bell was the only thing that saved her from his clutches earlier, and she blushed just thinking about what could have happened if she had been stuck there any longer. He was far too suggestive and impulsive with her, and she couldn't help but wonder how many other girls he treated that way, especially after he commented on Keiko's legs. How could he spout out compliments and flirtations so easily? Was love and romance simply a joke to him? She was glad she found this out early, because she definitely didn't want to make the mistake of falling for her own step-brother.

"Actually, I'd have to decline. Miss. Misanami and I have other plans after dinner. There is someone I must see. So I might not be back until late, give or take."

Nemui's eyes shot to Narukei, her face had shock plastered all over it. Did he not catch on that Shiori thought of an event to mend her rude behavior? W-wait.. Is Misanami-chan his girlfriend? A-After dinner plans!? Immediately her face burned a dark red as she only got images of adult behavior. What could they possibly have to do that late other than... Immediately she shook her head, trying to get her mind on something else. She had to find a distraction, to get the mental image of Keiko and Narukei doing inappropriate after dark activities out of her thoughts.

"It's okay, we don't have to. No one does that anymore. It was just me trying to avoid studying."

Shi-chan... Nemui's eyes watered a bit, noticing the hurt in her sister's tone. It was heartbreaking, seeing as she was the sensitive sister, not Shiori. Why was this happening? Wasn't this supposed to be a fun day? She just couldn't understand this situation at all.. She played this moment over and over in her head ever since she found out she'd have two brothers, and it didn't turn out like this at all, not even once. This was really becoming a depressing evening.

"Yeah.. Sorry. Maybe next time.."

Shiori retrieved an apple after Keiko agreed with Narukei, and they were both looking at each other in a weird way. When her eyes returned to Shiori, she noticed something was up, because Shiori's body went completely still for a moment. It was almost as if Shiori had seen a ghost... though her back was to the group at the moment, so Nemui wasn't sure what was going on yet. Though as soon as Shiori lowered her head, Nemui immediately knew. Shiori never once let Nemui see her cry, but she always let her hair hide her eyes whenever she couldn't hold back her tears. Although Nemui never actually saw the tears before, she knew this stance well. Their mother missed Shiori's birthday three years in a row, and Nemui got to see Shiori take this stance every time. I may not know everything about my sister, but I can tell when she is crying.. Though why the older girl was crying was a mystery. She knew it wasn't just over missing out on her chance to apologize or broken plans. There was something else going on here, Nemui just didn't know what.

"So, shall we have dinner now?"

"Actually, I'm not very hungry.. "

Her sister's tone was delicate, but very controlled. Judging by her voice alone, no one would ever be able to tell how upset she was, but Nemui knew better. She spent her whole life with her sister, and Shiori was an energetic girl, and never spoke this soft unless she was hurt. Just like with Mom... Who is Narukei-san to her? Did they know each other before now?

"Gomenasai, Narukei-San.. The food smells delicious... I just don't eat processed foods or meat. I haven't felt very well today, and Juniors have a huge test tomorrow.. I should study."

After complimenting Narukei's cooking, Shiori began to walk away, but came to a halt all of a sudden. Nemui turned to face her sister, mouth opening to say something, but she was interrupted by Shiori and didn't have time to say anything else. Nemui felt like crap, there was nothing she could do. She felt like a ghost trying to communicate to the living.

"G-Gomenasai.." Her voice finally cracked, and realizing that it was becoming too obvious, she scurried off.

There was the obvious hitch in her voice, now everyone would know that Shiori was upset, "S-shi-chan..! Wait..!" She called out, but dropped her head in defeat. Shiori was already upstairs by the time that she'd called out to her. Nemui looked to Keiko, then to the other two boys before taking a seat quietly at an open slot, sitting next to Keiko. She knew she couldn't console Shiori.. She didn't know what was even hurting her. She felt so helpless, "S-Shall we...? I have to help Shi-chan study before bed..." She stuttered in a timid tone, eyes turning to the stairs again, then back to the table.

This day is absolutely the worst..ever..

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"When people think they're avoiding trouble, they're actually running into one. But still, it's funny when they do try and I liked to see that more, as they conclude that it's really inevitable, the looks they have are very entertaining, just like the one you're all having right now."
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How Yukito wanted to laugh so loudly at this moment. But, he didn't like the idea of explaining or making up a reason to entertain the probable questioning looks from them. So, he decided to keep it inside and that comes to him very easily. In any case, the new guest who identified herself as Misanami Keiko from his initial assessment is the sport-type girl, nothing profound in that. Yet, the thing that interests him most is the uneasiness in the air and that subtle reaction of his brother, Narukei and that of Shiori as well. He could already see the red flags being raised all around even more so, when Narukei declined the offer of a movie night. He of course, reacted, but not before taking his seat.

"Well, that's a bummer." Yukito sighed dejectedly. "I guess that's not surprising. We never bond." He said flatly and shrugged his shoulders in a nonchalant manner. The meaning of his words had such diverse ones, but boils to one thing. Is the relationship between the brothers not as close as one would generally assume? "Sorry about that Shiori." He glanced at the girl apologetically who followed up with an apology of her own that she could not eat dinner with them. His eyes narrowed ever so slightly, but it disappeared much like that of an illusion which no one would believe to be real or not.

Still, it did happen as he received an entertaining reaction which further his own formulated conclusions. If he was not a wonderful actor, a sly smile resembling that of a fox could have been seen adorning his lips. However, there was none of that. "Don't worry about it. We're going to be family so, a missed dinner is not a big deal. We have the rest of the days to get dinner with complete members, right?" His voice echoed with cheerfulness and gentle optimism. In this light, he was much like a hopeful, innocent and happy little brother, considering he is indeed the youngest among them. He appears so harmless, friendly, and approachable. "Good luck on your test tomorrow, Shiori-chan and if you need help with math or snacks, don't be shy to ask me or Aniki."

Of course, he was well-aware that Shiori was running away from whatever she may be feeling or not liking about the current situation. He gauged that from the girl's so-called subtleties which was also confirmed by Nemui's reaction. But, it doesn't mean he would reveal that he is aware. Why take the fun out, isn't it? Instead, he directed his eyes at Keiko. "Don't worry about it, Keiko-chan. Aniki seems to like you so, I'll be seeing you more probably." Whether there is nothing beyond those words or he is implying something else, it could be openly interpreted, but the answer could never be obtained from him. That's because all he has to offer is a carefree smile on his face. "Itadakimasu." He then proceeded in eating his meal. "Good cooking as always Aniki." He noted with an effortless smile as he take another bite and then glanced at Nemui. "Oh, we're going to the same school aren't we? Shall we all go together? I'm guessing we're at the same class too."

That's when he remembered something as he changed his attention to Keiko. "Oh yeah, Keiko-chan. Are you also attending Seitenshi Academy?" He queried it was the nearest one here at the same time known for its quality education and sports program. "It would be nice seeing you around there or even more so as a classmate." He took a breather by taking another bite of his meal and then speaking again. "Don't you think so, Nemui-chan?" He gave Nemui a side glance before happily continuing his meal and soon enough, he was done. Wiping his mouth with a table napkin, he looked at the other occupants of the table. "Gochisousama!" After saying that, he picked up his plate when his phone began to ring indicating it to be a call. The melody coming from his phone could be heard through the dining room, but his expression of a carefree one did not change.

He took out his phone and ended the call without bothering to answer it or even looking to see who was calling. There was no need as he already knew who it was based on the ringtone played by his phone. "Well, I'll be going on ahead. I bid you all good night and sweet dreams." Yukito then looked at his older brother. "Thanks for the meal, Aniki." He gave a grateful smile. "See you when I see you guys." Not an odd one to say to a newly acquainted person, but to his brother. It indicated one thing clearly about the two boys. Even if they're brothers, it's not like they are always together. But that would be understandable due to Yukito's current occupation, still somehow, there seemed to be more about it. He then a wave of hand as he went to the kitchens to put down his plate on the dishwasher. After that, he went to the Sun Room.

Once inside, he finally took a good look at his phone and when he was certain no one was around. His face reflected that of clear hateful dejection with the undertone of sadness which he does not want to acknowledge. "What does she want..." He muttered under his breath before turning off his phone. After doing so, he took a deep breath with his pristine mask put back into place. His eyes looked at the view of the semi-lighted landscape of the house. It was beautiful in its own character and design, but would be more lovely upon sunrise. In any case, he stretched his limbs and put that notorious mischievous smile of his. "I don't care anyway. I have other things to play with now." He ended that night with that note.

On another hand, this time the phone ringing was Narukei's. It was apparently a call from his step-mother and Yukito's mother, Gabriela. This was certainly a long-distance one and the only time she would call is in regards to the boys whom she had treated as both hers.

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Character Portrait: Nemui Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Shiori Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Narukei Iyazaki Character Portrait: Yukito Iyazaki Character Portrait: Keiko Misanami

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Image Naru slowly slid his hand over to Keiko's, only touching the side of her palm wit his index finger as he leaned slightly over towards her direction. "Sorry about this, but I'm not so sure I can really explain what's going on myself." If it wasn't obvious he was ignoring his brother's rambling and the awkward situation behind with Shi. Wasn't like he could fix things how they were, especially if he didn't know what he had done wrong in the first place.

Once Shi directed herself towards Naru, he simply sat straight up, like normal, placing one hand on his lap and the other rested on the table next to his plate. "Sorry to hear that Miss. Santioa. I'll make sure to go shopping for the right foods next time." This wasn't said in a rude way, in fact, it was said in a calm and soft tone. He didn't judge the situation, even though it bothered him a bit. He found it rude in more ways than one to reject meals that presented to you. Just be sure to get something later before you sleep. I rather no one starve because of their studies."

Ne called after her sister but decided to sit down at the table after a long hesitation. Just as he was about to say something to her, what his brother had said caught his attention. Likes Keiko? How did he get that idea? Was Naru not kind to nearly everyone in need of it? And the way he said it, almost sounded as if he were to eat her up instead of the meal before them. Not saying another word he just listened to the other speak as he himself ate quietly in the most proper way anyone could.

Once dinner was done, his brother did what he did best, leave. It was one thing Naru very use to it from him, if his brother didn't leave, he'd began to wonder why. He nodded in response and started to clean up and put away the foods that had gotten left over, putting a little of everything on a side dish for Gran.

"Oh Ne-chan. He turned to face her, holding a kitchen towel in his hand. He bowed at her softly. "I apologize if you are upset, even though I am not so sure myself the situation. If I had done something to upset Miss.Santioa, I hope she could tell me soon. Ah, but,..." He went to the fridge and grabbed a few things, sticking them in a bowl. It was a salad with hard boiled eggs stuffed to the side and a little tiny dish of the ranch in the middle to allow her to dip. "It's fresh still, but it's all we have left after I cooked. That is until I go shopping again. Would you mind having her at least snack on it." He winked in a playful way and pressed his index to his lips. "Just say it's from you. I doubt she'd eat it otherwise."

He handed her the bowl and chuckled a bit to himself. It sure was an awkwardly odd day. Suddenly his phone started to go off. "Do you mind if we head out now Miss. Misanami. I will walk you home and if you don't mind I'd like to check up on Gran." He said grabbing the plate of wrapped food while flipping his phone open to answer it. "Excuse me for a moment... Hello Gabby, it's been a while. Is everything alright?" His mood had become softer and his voice and changed as if he was talking to someone he highly respected, thought it wasn't fully that way.

Gabby and Naru's situation was a bit odd. She was his step mother, but never once had he called her mother. He'd always respected her and is grateful to her and all she had done, but he had also disliked her and was still upset with her, even though he had yet to show it or mentioned it to anyone. Her call though was most likely because Yu's birthday was coming up and she wanted to steal him away, but if he ignored her that meant he didn't want to be bothered with it. After all, she was Naru's last choice in calling for anything.

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Character Portrait: Nemui Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Narukei Iyazaki Character Portrait: Yukito Iyazaki Character Portrait: Keiko Misanami

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"Don't worry about it, Keiko-chan. Aniki seems to like you so, I'll be seeing you more probably."

Nemui's eyes shifted to Yukito, though she wasn't really bothered by these words. She didn't mind either way if this girl was around more often, but there was something bothering Shiori about her, and it worried Nemui a lot. Her concern was not with Keiko's possible future reappearances, but her sister's well being.

"Itadakimasu."

"Itadakimasu...." Nemui managed to mumble shortly after Yukito. The small girl doing her best to eat quietly, but also ignore Yukito's words. Something about the things he was saying seemed a bit off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it... and it wasn't like she had proof that he was out to make her or her sister miserable, he'd never directly said anything cruel or mean.. Though just the way he spoke, it was like indirect jabs at someone, like the main rival in a manga would speak. Though she felt she might have been grasping for nonexistent straws, perhaps she just wanted someone to blame? Yeah, that was probably it. Don't think too much..you'll ruin everything.. She reminded herself with a silent sigh. She wasn't sure about what was going on here, but she was one hundred percent certain that this could have definitely went a lot smoother than it did.

"Good cooking as always Aniki."

"Thank you for cooking, Narukei-san." Nemui chimed in, although her tone was more anxious than anything. She wasn't very comfortable among the group, seeing as despite being her new family, these boys were still strangers to her in a personal sense. She ate quietly, in a very pristine manner and took a small drink from her glass of water, "I-I'll cook next time if it would help around the house.." She added after swallowing her water. She continued to eat at a decent pace, only to be interrupted by a question aimed at her by Yukito.

"Oh, we're going to the same school aren't we? Shall we all go together? I'm guessing we're at the same class too."

She definitely felt like he was testing her, but she knew it was probably just in her head because of the Shiori incident. She remained quiet for a second, a little uneasy about being put on the spot so suddenly, "Uhm..." Immediately she thought of his fan club, and she shivered a bit at the thought. Arriving with Yukito would be putting a huge target on her back. She didn't want to be rude, but she was also worried about the consequences. This wasn't a spot she wanted to be put in, but she had no choice but to answer, and her answer would change the rest of their first impression so she only had one option, "..S-sure..."

"Oh yeah, Keiko-chan. Are you also attending Seitenshi Academy?"

Her eyes immediately turned to Keiko, but down to her plate, choosing to simply listen in. She hoped this girl wouldn't be, especially since she seemed to cause her sister so much grief. Say no, please say no.. Nemui prayed in her head, slowly taking small bites of her food, a distracted expression on her face as she waited for the brunette to answer.

"It would be nice seeing you around there or even more so as a classmate."

Nemui's shoulders tensed a bit as she thought about having Keiko as a classmate. It didn't bother her if the girl would be her own classmate, but she kind of hoped that the sporty girl wouldn't be in the same grade as Narukei and Shiori for her sister's sake. She felt like she was the only one who cared about her sister, but then again, why would they? Nemui and Shiori were outsiders, these brothers seemed distant enough from each other, why did she even have these expectations in her head? Did she really think she'd enter a warm and happy little family like you see on T.V.? She really felt deluded.

"Don't you think so, Nemui-chan?"

Nemui looked up from her plate in shock, blinking a few times to let her mind assess what she'd been asked and slowly nodded, forcing a sheepish smile to her face, "O-of course. Though, don't expect to be able to talk to Iyazaki-san at school. He's a bit of an idol there." She told the other girl with a thoughtful nod, thinking directly of his bitchy fan club. They wouldn't let a cute girl like Keiko ten feet near Yukito. They'd rip her to shreds with their bare hands if they had to.

"Gochisousama!"

"G-Gochisousama..." Nemui sounded off shortly after Yukito stood to dispose of his plate. Nemui couldn't help but hear the ringtone, but she didn't think too much of it. He was very popular, not to mention a celebrity, so of course he would get phone calls. She would have been a lot more surprised if he didn't. Though she couldn't deny the curiosity she felt.

"Well, I'll be going on ahead. I bid you all good night and sweet dreams. Thanks for the meal, Aniki. See you when I see you guys."

"Goodnight, Iyazaki-san." Nemui replied back, though his ending statement only verified that this family would never be close. His departure was so casual, kind of empty really. Nemui found herself standing up to put her own dish in the dishwasher as well, her mind elsewhere, no longer in the kitchen, although that could have been said for half the duration of dinner. She didn't really know what to do with herself after putting her plate in it's proper place. Did Narukei and Keiko wish to be alone for a while? Was she in the way? She had so many questions, but knew she'd never get around to asking any of them. She noticed that Narukei began to make a spare plate, and she was more than a bit curious, but didn't ask about it. It wasn't her place to question these boys, again reminding herself that she was an outsider. She finally came to find the courage to speak, about to make her departure when her entire reasoning collapsed with two words.

"Oh Ne-chan."

She immediately jumped out of her skin, taken by surprise. She didn't expect to be directly addressed by Narukei, nor in such a familiar manner. She was almost certain he'd never called her that up until now, and it definitely brought a light blush to the timid girl's face. She'd been calling him by first name, but definitely not something as cutesy as he'd came up with... and she'd used '-san' instead of '-kun'... he jumped straight to '-chan'... There was definitely a difference in confidence, but she was well aware of her own state of confidence. His just caught her off guard, "Y-yeah..?? What is it, Narukei-san?" She asked a bit hesitantly, turning her gaze to Narukei directly.

"I apologize if you are upset, even though I am not so sure myself the situation. If I had done something to upset Miss.Santioa, I hope she could tell me soon. Ah, but,..."

She nearly felt her entire spirit twist in knots of horror as he bowed to her. EH!?!? Why was he bowing? What was going on? She was definitely a bit concerned judging by her shocked expression, but his words finally made sense of his reaction, "H-Honestly... I'm not sure as well... there's certain things she still hasn't told me about her... s-so I'm not so sure what happened either..." She replied in a nervous fashion. She didn't really want to say too much in front of Keiko, because it wasn't her business what went on between the four of them, but she didn't want to be rude or dishonest either.

"It's fresh still, but it's all we have left after I cooked. That is until I go shopping again. Would you mind having her at least snack on it. Just say it's from you. I doubt she'd eat it otherwise."

At first Nemui was very confused about what Narukei was doing, but once he explained his actions, Nemui felt her eyes swell up with tears. Despite Shiori's behavior, he was still looking out for her? Nemui quickly wiped her eyes, nodding her head quickly, "T-thank you.." She had to wipe her eyes again with her sleeve, definitely a bit undone by the act of kindness. Then a blush formed on her face after the wink. She nodded her head, letting him know she wouldn't tell her sister the truth, although Nemui already felt bad for deciding to lie about it's origins.

"B-b-by the way.. Shiori doesn't eat processed foods or meat products because she's been on a non-processed diet for six years.. I-it wasn't a personal attack or a-anything.." Nemui felt she had to explain. A lot of restaurants gave her sister dirty looks, or treated them very poorly for her sister's choice of appetite, but she honestly couldn't knock her sister for wanting to be healthier.

"I can't be certain, but I'd say she wanted to eat it.. but if she got sick she wouldn't be able to study for the test tomorrow... The chemicals in the food we eat daily can make people who don't normally ingest them physically sick if they try to eat them... Gomenasai!" She bowed for her sister. clenching her fists around the fabric of her long sleeved jacket. She didn't want this family to hate each other... She'd do anything to prevent it. Even if it did make her feel uneasy and nervous. She then bowed once more and scurried off, shutting the door that separated the dining room and living room behind her as she went. She had to get the food to Shiori, not to mention she wanted to give the two in the dining room their own time to connect. She made her way across the living room, clenching the bowl as she glanced up the stairs, suddenly a bit scared to face her sister, frozen at the bottom of the stairway. I can't move.. She thought to herself, eyes still wet from her previous crying.

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Character Portrait: Narukei Iyazaki Character Portrait: Keiko Misanami

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Dinner had been complicated, especially since Yukito was rambling on about Narukei liking her, but she wasn't sure if Yukito meant as a friend, or if he was referring to a less likely scenario? She highly doubted that it was true, especially if the younger brother meant romantically. Why would someone like Narukei ever like her? Besides, she wasn't looking to flirt with anyone, nor did she want to get in a relationship. She had a scholarship to worry about and a sick grandmother to take care of. She didn't have time for boys, especially not a boyfriend. Not going to happen..

"Oh Ne-chan. I apologize if you are upset, even though I am not so sure myself the situation. If I had done something to upset Miss. Santioa, I hope she could tell me soon. Ah, but,..."

Keiko overheard every word, but kept quiet and put her plate in their dishwasher. She didn't mean to be eavesdropping, but she was kind of just here and it couldn't be helped. Though, she still felt incredibly awkward and guilty for doing so. This was a family moment and she knew she shouldn't have been here at all. She caused a lot of problems, and she really didn't understand exactly how, but she knew it was her fault. That much was obvious.

"It's fresh still, but it's all we have left after I cooked. That is until I go shopping again. Would you mind having her at least snack on it. Just say it's from you. I doubt she'd eat it otherwise."

Keiko smiled a bit, finding it a bit heartwarming that despite all the chaos the four seemed to still care about each other, regardless of how little of niceties they were. The short girl began to noticeably start crying and Keiko finally turned to look upon the two. She wanted to step forward and comfort the small girl named Nemui, but she knew that it crossed boundaries that she had no right to overstep. So she let the girl cry, and she seemed to calm down, seeing as it was just over the kind gesture, and not because she was actually upset or anything.

Narukei chuckled, but the cute moment between the two was destroyed when his phone rang. She thought it was a bit odd to have a phone call this late, but she realized that it was none of her business, and left it at that. Besides, if her parents called this late, she would have answered it.. so she couldn't judge anyone anyway. She missed them so much.. so whoever was calling him must have had a good reason.

"Do you mind if we head out now Miss. Misanami. I will walk you home and if you don't mind I'd like to check up on Gran."

"I don't mind. I'm all set. Got to find Hachiko though.. She'll freak out if I return this late without the dog.." Keiko replied with a small laugh. She was already a bit nervous, wondering if her grandmother had spent this whole time worrying about her. She hoped not, she never meant to stay gone so long.. and she still never made it to the grocery store like she had planned.

"Excuse me for a moment..."

She definitely didn't want to eavesdrop on his phone call, especially when she caught the first few words that came next. It was a girl, and she definitely didn't want to hear what he'd say to whomever was on the other end of the line. His relationship status didn't concern her at all, so she decided to make herself useful. Besides, it was less intimidating outside under the stars.

"Hello Gabby-"

Keiko nodded, slipping outside to search for the dog. She noticed the Cherry blossom trees in the yard, smiling a bit. He seemed to care about whoever he was talking to, and she was a bit glad that people were still so close. She only wished more of her family cared for her grandmother as this family seemed to care about each other. They had their distances and disagreements, but everyone in that house cared for someone else so deeply that it was worth arguing and crying about. She envied that kind of family. Her mother and father were always very casual and a relaxed couple. They got along well, but they hardly ever fought, and when they did it never was a whole lot of conflict. Their love was like vanilla, towards everyone. It was boring, it wasn't passionate at all. This family was passionate, even if it wasn't about the same things..

Though Yukito definitely got under her skin a little at dinner. She wasn't very fond of him announcing that Narukei 'liked' her. Even if he did, why would they be seeing a lot more of her because of it? She had baseball practice, along with plenty of responsibilities around her house. Where was she supposed to find all this time? Surely he wasn't talking about romantically? Did she not make it clear that she didn't want a relationship? She'd never experienced a crush before, and she definitely didn't want to start now. She was actively doing everything she could to avoid falling for anyone. Why did he try to go out of his way to imply romantic interest, especially since it definitely seemed like there wasn't even a snowball's chance in hell of there ever being something between someone as popular as Narukei and as tomboyish as her. He could have any girl he wanted, why a girl on the baseball team who has cuts and bruises all over her? There were plenty of feminine girls who smelled like roses and wore skirts that were chasing after him, hell, even some of the less tomboyish girls on the teams followed him around from what she'd seen over her annual visits to this town. She didn't feel so much like the new girl, seeing as she was so familiar with this town..

Hachiko approached, but went right by Keiko and scratched on the glass. The dog's beady brown eyes looking straight up at Narukei as she whined for his attention. Keiko twitched a bit at this and shook her head, "Jeez... even the dog..?" She asked herself in disbelief. Though she laughed a bit later. It was ridiculous how many people were drawn to the Iyazaki's, even her grandmother's pet! She went to pick up the dog, but it only growled at her in return. It always did dislike Keiko, so the brunette girl let out an annoyed huff, sticking her tongue out, "Stupid Mutt..." She had a frown on her face afterwards, really starting to loathe that dog and it's picky behavior.

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Character Portrait: Nemui Santioa (Iyazaki) Character Portrait: Narukei Iyazaki Character Portrait: Yukito Iyazaki

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"I always wonder why girls are so easy to cry even if they do their best to stop it. Probably, because they can use it.
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They are used to manipulate the world around us, but it is effective solely due to one thing. It sparkles like light in the dark."


|| Current Location ✦ Sakura Square/Paris |||| [ Theme ✦ [Dead Hearts ] ||


Yukito sat on one of the hanging sofa and always pondered the contradictions of how he does things. This room was actually the favorite part of his mother. It was actually her mother who had personally designed the sun room with a theme relating to a beach house. His mother was fond of beaches and wanted to bring a piece of it here. He despises his mother, but at the same time he could not let go and would find himself coming here to a place where a lot of memories with his mother had been made. Unlike his brother who kept the garden house to himself, he doesn't particularly care who uses this room, but he would not deny that this place does hold some sentiments to him.

He released a rather large sigh and took something from his pocket which was a stick of lollipop, his favorite flavor. Entertaining himself, he popped it into his mouth and savored the sweetness it brought. He leaned on his seat and closed his eyes briefly. Memories flashed through his head without any chronological order, just a jumble of puzzles pieces. "Tch!" He clicked his tongue in annoyance as he quickly stood from his seat. It was only when he was by himself that he would allow a semblance of other emotions be blatantly shown. The memories of the past were really irritating and he hated the fact that it keeps hounding on him when he would let his guard down.

At that point, something fell from his other pocket. He glanced at it and saw it to be one of his tarot cards. Yukito picked it up and it was one of the major arcana, The Fool. Well, that was very interesting. The symbol of unlimited potential, new beginnings, choices and so forth. It also has another meaning when reversed, the blatant ignorance of consequences as transition occurs. All of these were rather accurate involving him and his current situation. This is why he is rather fond of fortune-telling. "Power of assumption, integration, and reality. So, I have to make a choice to begin..." He shrugged his shoulders and put it inside his pocket once more. "We'll see..." He muttered under his breath as he decided to retire in his room for now.

As he came out of the sun room, Yukito took notice of a certain figure at the stairs. He did not say anything at first and made his observations. She was holding a bowl rather tightly. It was probably from Narukei to be given to Shiori. That figures, but what made him pause a bit was Nemui's face. It appeared that she cried from the glistening tears on her eyes. "First day and you're already crying, Nemui-chan." He finally announced his presence as he approached her. There was a small smile on his lips, but it was not meant for play or fun. It was a comforting one which his eyes of orange reflected the same. His fingers ever gently removed the shining crystals hanging from her lashes. "Who made you cry?"

The reason did not matter to him. His concern? Well, there is a part of it, but there was more to his actions which would not be seen with his perfect mask on. "I can't have my sisters be left in tears by anyone just like that, especially when I'm here." He tilted his head to an angle slightly and made a guess. "Perchance, would it involve Aniki?" His voice did not betray anything beyond a casual concern type of question, even now... Yukito had never stopped playing a role ever since that day, the day his mother left.
The line finally connected, but Gabriela had expected that. Narukei had always been polite and kind as much as possible. That child would try his best even if it causes him trouble or annoyances. Perhaps, it was supposed to be that way as she was a selfish woman which seemed to be inherited by her son, Yukito, a balance, but, she would not be offended if someday Narukei would just get tired of it. She truly wished that someday that Narukei would find someone who would take care of him just like how he does to those around him. She heard Narukei's voice on the other end as she had a small smile on her face. "Hello, Ne--" She stopped in mid-sentence and remembered that she has no right calling any of the boys of the nicknames she used to call them. "Narukei-kun, I'm sorry to bother you. It must be night there. It's just that Yukito-kun is not answering his phone." There were other noises at her end, mainly voices of people. She was actually still working and was at the gallery at Paris.

"I'll be coming back to Japan for the opening of my art gallery there. It would be around Yukito-kun's birthday, so I'll be sending invites. It's not forced. You and Yukito could ignore it or give it away. I just want to inform you both beforehand." There was a pause there as she was looking at a letter on her hand from Kaoru. It was finally time and she remembered the promise that they had made when she left him with the children back then. "I have heard that Kaoru would be remarrying. I have received an invitation for the wedding." Her voice was calm as a beautiful river, there were no bumps or anything that could reflect anything else. One would guess that she has no romantic feelings for Kaoru anymore.

"Narukei-kun, you do know that you can talk to me if you have any sentiments. I will be here as much as I can." She said her piece and decided to end the call. "That's all I want to say. Well, please inform Yukito-kun. Good night, Narukei-kun and stay safe both of you."