Rens-lover: HEY! I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while! I have been a little busy! Sooo…Let's get on with the story shall we?

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN BAKUGAN! ONLY RIMA, GINGER, PETER, AND OTHERS!

POV. Rima

I woke up to my alarm clock going off. It's my eighteenth birthday. Mom said she had some surprise for me, but I don't know what yet. I got dressed and headed downstairs. Mom handed me a passport. "Rima…you will be going to California to live with your father." She said. I stopped in my tracks.

"YOURE GIVING ME OVER TO HIM?! AFTER WHAT HE DID TO ME?!" I demanded. She only nodded. I can't believe this! My dad abused me when I was little, which led to a nasty divorce and custody battle. My mom won. Now that I'm eighteen, she's giving me to HIM.

"Pack your stuff. You leave today." mom said. I stomped up the stairs, slammed my door, and cried. I packed the teddy bear he had gotten me when I was little. Even though I didn't especially like my father, this teddy bear still means a lot to me. I got my shit packed and went downstairs, feeling completely hollow. Mom drove me to the airport and I boarded the plane. Yay…a two day flight.

Two Days Later….

POV. Ren

I was sitting at the table feeding Peter when my wife, Ginger got home. She was followed by my daughter, Rima, who looked furious. Couldn't really blame her though. She ran up to her room, slamming the door. I sighed heavily. "She will come out when she gets hungry." I said. I knew she needed her space. I set my focus back on Peter, who had a huge grin on his face. "You're so cute." I laughed. He giggled happily and clapped his hands. I miss Rima at this age. She was so cute.

"Ren…you should go talk to her." Ginger stated. I knew she was right, but I just didn't have the courage to face my daughter right now. I continued to feed Peter. "Ren!" Ginger yelled. I bolted up.

"Ok…ok…I'm going." I heaved. I headed upstairs. I hesitated before I knocked on her door. I was too scared to face her. "Sweetheart…I'm making your favorite for dinner…" I said.

"Go away!" she replied. I flinched at her biting words. I went back downstairs. Ginger was playing on the floor with Peter. He squealed in delight as she tickled him. I sat down on the couch to watch them. After about an hour, Rima came downstairs.

POV. Rima

I sat on the steps, watching my dad's wife play with their son, my half-brother, Peter. He's so cute. Then dad looked at me. "Nice to see you come out." he said. I only huffed irritably. He looked disappointed.

"Don't expect my forgiveness." I snapped. He flinched and looked away. I felt strangely satisfied by his reaction. He knew I didn't like him. Then, Peter crawled towards me with a huge grin on his little face. "Hey buddy. What's up?" I laughed, lifting him into the air. He giggled gleefully as I hugged him.

"At least you like him." dad said. I rolled my eyes and focused on Peter. Dad seemed sad that I ignored him, but I really didn't care. He deserved it.

"Shut up. Of course I do. He's my brother." I replied. He smiled and nodded. I then smelled the food in the oven. It smelled like lasagna. He really is making my favorite dinner. Ginger got up and checked on it. It smelled so good.

"Hey Rima…I know you hate me right now, but I hope we can someday make up." dad stated. I only shrugged. Maybe someday…but not anytime soon. I wasn't ready to forgive him for what he had done to me.