"Ange! We're leaving for the airport! Make sure you behave yourself around my parents, okay? Don't forget you're sick, drink plenty of water and get lots of sleep!" Ange's mom yelled.

Yelling was necessary in this case, Ange was forced down the hall, and up the stairs to her temporary room for the next few days. Being confined to a room never stops a young girl though; they always find a way out. For Ange, it only took the split second in-between her grandmother turning her back to empty the clothes that were brought for Ange to make the escape back to the outside.

Kyrie knew very well that Ange was going to do this, so she already had the door shut and barricaded by an 18 year old to lock her in. Kyrie believed that maybe finding out all attempts out were useless would calm the beasts that is her daughter, but she was very wrong. Pound, pound, pound. Ange was beating on the door to try and break through, so everyone on the outside can hear her cries, save for Rudolf who was in the car honking the horn out of boredom, and probably to piss his son off.

"But my fevers gone down! Its gone down!" Ange protested as loud as she could, her family had to hear her.

"Lemme check for you Kyrie, I'll see just how far down her fevers gone."

Battler opened up the door that Ange was now leaning against with a pout on her face. Ange fell to the ground, like most people do when they lean against doors that are going to be opened. Battler squatted down, lifted up his sister, and put his hand on her forehead. Much to his surprise, her fever has dropped! Not that he was a temperature taking expert or anything. It was at 103 degrees the day before, and now it feels as if it's around….. 98 degrees. Quite a drop in temperature for someone that was vomiting and complaining just hours before!

"Eh!? It really has gone down! Come and check for yourself Kyrie!" Battler said, with a very shocked tone of voice.

While Kyrie went to get a thermometer from the medical box her parents kept, Rudolf got out of the car yelling at Battler "Hurry up and get your ass in the car you useless son!" Battler's response was as expected, "Shut up you old man! Just go to a retirement home already!" Then after a few minutes of playful arguing between father and son, ranging from how fast Rudolf gets around, to how big battlers 'elephant' has grown, Kyrie stepped back outside, thermometer in hand. Ange knew the drill already, being constantly sick the last few days, and her life in general, and opened up her mouth for her mother.

It was another boring wait for Battler and Rudolf, mainly Rudolf, but in the end, a temperature of 97 degrees! Ange was perfectly safe to go to the family conference! Well, at that time she was, and if Kyrie allowed her to go, of course. Ange's protests of not wanting to stay at her grandparents' house continued until Kyrie gave in (it took about 5 minutes to get her to that point) and walked inside to talk to her parents.

"Mom, Dad, where are you?"

Simultaneously they both responded "In the kitchen!"

Kyrie grabbed Ange's hand and dragged her along down a hallway or two to the kitchen. Kyrie parents, with a confused look on their face, questioned Kyrie as to what was going on. As promptly as she could (have to hurry up for that impatient husband of hers!), she explained the situation to them, that Ange was as fit as a fiddle and ready to go. Ange's very concerned grandparents doubled, no quadruple checked with Kyrie that it was okay, they already asked Kyrie's sister, Kasumi, to come and help take care of Ange. This was an even more powerful of a reason to take Ange away from her parent's house. Kasumi was the 'evil sister' of the Sumadera family, but to her Kyrie was this 'evil sister' who got all the happiness. Would anyone in their right mind trust their daughter to a crazy relative?

After two minutes of talking it over, Ange's grandmother walked up the stairs. The bags of clothes she just emptied had to be packed again, and then another minute later, came down with some bags of clothing neatly folded and organized into underwear, shirts, and pants. Not that a six year old had many of these things, just a few pairs to last a weekend.

"Well, I guess we're off" Kyrie said as she excused herself from her parent's house, down the hallways, and off into the car.

"Climb in Ange, we've been waiting for an hour already!" yelled an angry, over exaggerating Rudolf. He always got angry easily, but for once his son thought he had all the rights to be angry.

The family of four finally set off, to the airport to surprise the others of not one, but two surprise guests that they hadn't seen coming. The drive seemed to last an hour for those inside, Ange fell asleep on Battlers lap and woke up quite a few times on the way. She was still recovering from her ailment after all. Battler, as afraid of bouncy vehicles as he was, tried to keep his calm in front of his little sister, 'wouldn't it be embarrassing to see your big brother freaking out because of a few bumps in the road?' was the main thought that ran through his mind, 'No idea what to do on the airplane… or the boat also' came to the surface of his mind once in awhile.

The car was filled with silence for the entirety of the drive, nobody inside bothered to question why. Their family might seem happy to others, but there was a small strain in it. Battler left the Ushiromiya family to go live with his maternal grandparents, not Kyrie's, but Asumu's, his biological mom. Kyrie was his dad's second wife, and Battlers step-mom. That's all there really is to it, Asumu died 6 years ago, Rudolf re-married. Just recently Battler 'returned' to the family. The silence for the drive might have been to not disturb Ange during her naps, the three didn't know which. It was an unspoken, mutual agreement between the three to keep quiet.

Once they finally arrived, Rudolf saw a slightly chubby man carrying bags into the airport. Battler didn't know who it was, having been gone for 6 years, but his hold man and Kyrie clearly knew who it was. The man looked too old to be George… and no way was it Krauss, he lived on Rokkenjima…. What was his name again…? Ah well, he'll find out eventually. Can't be that many jiggly people in this family, nobody was really fat in Battlers memory, besides the guy who's name he couldn't recall. Actually, George was slightly chubby, but this man had to dark of skin and looked to old. Unless everyone in the family suddenly put on weight during these six years, which is highly doubtful, they couldn't have been that depressed because of Battlers absence that they ate their angers at him away!

"Wake up, Ange."

"Ange, wake up!"

A few more shouts later, and Ange still wasn't waking up! So, it was time for the last resort! The cruelest thing Battler could ever do to his sister…. Torture her awake…. With tickling! The deadliest weapon of all time for a six year old! It can bring even the strongest child on their knees begging for mercy! The power of being tickled is not to be messed with. His hands were braced and ready for the pounce, and he was slowly moving his hands forward to Ange's stomach, when his plans were ruined! She was awake! Looks like everything didn't go as planned this time. Maybe later today he could team up with Jessica to torture Ange. Hopefully Jessica was still the type of person to play along with such things.

Rubbing her eyes while speaking in a low, whisper like voice, Ange asked "Where are we? On the island?" with a yawn as she was finishing up her sentence. When sleeping, it's impossible to keep track of everything, but even assuming you're on the island is a very unlikely thing!

"No no no, we can't get to the island that fast!" Her big brother answered in a slightly sarcastic tone "But we are at the airport. Now quickly, get outside, we're gonna be late!"

So Ange did, she followed her parents through the sliding doors while Battler was stuck carrying his and her luggage inside. The suitcases full of clothing and other items almost toppled to the ground a few times, but as always Battler was there to save the day! Battler, the hero to all suitcases around the world, a name known to all suitcases, the savior of all! When he finally got inside, someone who looked eerily familiar to him walked up to him.

"George!"

"Battler! Nice to see you again! It's been 6 years, hasn't it? Here, lemme help you carry that luggage."

Battler took him up on that offer, and tried to hand George some of the luggage. Unfortunately for both of them, the hero of all suitcases didn't prevail this time, and the luggage toppled down onto George. Good thing they were only light clothing! They couldn't have hurt that much, but they did knock off his glasses. The moment George's glasses toppled to the ground, Battler thought "Wouldn't it be funny if he says 'My glasses, my glasses, I can't see anything without my glasses!'" Well, thankfully for all of us, George wasn't that type. 6 years ago he wasn't, but it'd sure be ironic now if he was!

After that slapstick mess of dropping and picking up the luggage, Battler looked around to see who was all here, and who he remembered. Kyrie and Rudolf weren't anywhere in his sight was the first thing he noticed. But his remembering was cut short when in a loud voice he heard "Battler, it's been 6 years, look how much ya' grown!" it was yelled by that chubby man he saw earlier. Who was this man…. It was… Rosa's husband…? No, it was…. Oh that's right, Hideyoshi, Eva's husband! He had dark skin, and a balding head.

"Oh my, look its Battler, and Ange! What a surprise, I didn't expect to see either of you here today. I heard Ange was at home sick," said the women who Battler thinks is his Aunt Eva. "You have grown quite a lot! Though you could always grow some more, how about some karate lessons with me and George?"… Hopefully, that was meant to be sarcastic! Tracing through the back of his memories, he could vaguely remember Eva always being the most playful of the adults. But karate of all things! Eva knew martial arts 6 years ago, but she's starting to get old, shouldn't she give it a rest!

"It sure has been awhile Battler, and it's his first time here with Ange too!" Said… who was that now? Rosa! Yes, Aunt Rosa! Who else could it be? The youngest of all Battlers aunts, age still unknown, most women don't let their age out anyway it seems. Her long hair was straightened to perfection, and she was smiling at Battler.

The pint-sized girl over there that Ange is talking to must be... Maria? That's the first name that comes to mind, Rosa's daughter. Maria and Ange are so close in age that they must get along well, it's always hard to get along with someone nearly 10 years older than you, and so whenever Ange isn't here it must be a big drag for Maria. The children kept talking, and Battler overheard a bit of their conversation.

"Uu- Ange!"

"Maria!"

Seeing them talk made both Rosa and Battler chuckle a little, it's always so cute to see young people talk.

"Where's Sakutarou Maria? Is he in your bag?"

A look of displeasure swept across Maria's face, and Rosa rushed in saying that Sakutarou was left at home by accident today. Ange might not have realized the lie Rosa was spreading, but Maria and Battler understood. Who was this 'sakutarou' and why did Rosa react so…. Upset about it? Well, all in due time, all in due time. It was quite a mystery to Battler, but it didn't seem too terribly important.

Kyrie, who seemed to mysteriously disappear when Battler was inside came up to him and handed him two tickets, one for himself and one for Ange. The plane to the harbor was about to set off, they really did arrive late, Battler had hardly any time to mingle with his cousins! Well, only George and Maria where here, the only cousins missing was Jessica, but she lived on the island.

Rudolf stepped out of the bathroom with George just as Battler told Ange our tickets were here. Rudolf walked over to the sofa for waiting people and yawned. George headed over to his parents, with his hand in his pocket fondling with what looked like a small box. Battler couldn't help but get interested by this box! It was way more interesting then this 'sakutarou' thing!

When Kyrie looked at the clock, and noticed the time, she rushed us all out to the landing area to the private Ushiromiya family jet. Kyrie as usual, was on top of things. Standing next to the… plane…. Very jumpy plane was a ticket taker who was yelling out the passengers names. Ticket taking must not be a very exciting job, but money is money in any age.

"Eva Ushiromiya"

Eva didn't pick up her luggage, and just walked up into the plane. Was she going to leave her luggage behind? She smiled at her husband and son before taking her seat in the plane.

"Hideyoshi Ushiromiya"

Hideyoshi picked up to suitcases, Battler assumed one was Eva's and the others his. Was Eva always the type to rely on her husband to carry her stuff? Ah well, doesn't matter. Hideyoshi went up the steps to the inside of the plane and took the seat closest to Eva.

"George Ushiromiya"

George picked up his luggage, and climbed in after his father in mother. Battler never noticed before now that George looked very similar to both his parents. His face is a shape in-between Hideyoshi's roundness, and Eva's slight pointy-ness. His dark hair came from his father; George would look weird with Eva's reddish-orange hair color.

"Rosa Ushiromiya"

Rosa picked up both hers and Maria's luggage and climbed up the steps, but stopped at the door. She was probably waiting for Maria; she is a nice mother to do that for her daughter.

"Maria Ushiromiya"

Maria climbed up the steps in a very cute way, with a sort of skip while saying her catchphrase "uu-uu!", which Rosa told her to stop doing as Maria was halfway up the flight of stairs.. She met with Rosa on the top of the steps, and they both went inside to take their seats.

"Rudolf Ushiromiya"

Rudolf left his luggage behind and climbed the steps inside. Old man was probably gonna leave his luggage for Kyrie. His face was already in a window with a smirk on it, staring outside at Battler. The old man would do that.

"Kyrie Ushiromiya"

Kyrie ushered herself in, carrying both hers and Rudolf's clothes. She really was the perfect wife, always doing what her husband wanted. Sometimes Rudolf does take it too far though. Kyrie, like Hideyoshi, took the closest seat to her husband.

"Battler Ushiromiya"

Battler picked up his and Ange's luggage; it was a nice thing to do. A six year old might have difficulty carrying herself and a suitcase up those steps. Battler waited by the door until the man outside called;

"Ange Ushiromiya"

Ange registered the fact her name was said last, and climbed up the steps to meet Battler. Following him and trusting him completely, she was led to her seat. All seats in this plane were window seats, which meant that Battler could see all the way down to where he knew, just KNEW the plane would spiral to their death. Planes were so much worse than cars, at least to most people, but to Battler, planes were absolute terror. Everyone thinks they're safer on the land than high up in the sky.

The plane took off, and excessive amounts of screaming from Battler ensued. Everyone laughed, even Ange, how embarrassing! Maria was even edging Battler on, "Fall, Fall, Fall!" she says.

"Hopefully I don't fall; I'd rather fall off the boat, as least I could swim to the island that way!" yelled a very frightened Battler.

Eva kept teasing Battler more than Rudolf and Maria combined, she was pressuring him to take a plane trip all the way to Egypt! Egypt of all places! That trip would last forever…. In a very bumpy…. Scary plane…. Shuddering at the thought, Battler screamed at Eva "No, anything but that! Please noooo, anything but that!" His old man kept saying it'd do him good to get over his fear.

The plane trip lasted for a half hour, or maybe an hour. The ride was filled with laughter, mainly at Battler. If the family could be happy for the next few hours, maybe they can say they lived a very happy life.