DISCLAIMER: To Love Ru (and To Love Ru Darkness) is owned by Xenec. I don't own anything besides my OCs and this fanfic.


Monday, 7:00 am

The beginning of the day was normal, as usual.

The sun was high in the sky, basking the ground below with its bright and warm light to officially start the day. Being close to the local dry season, this caused the environment to feel a lot hotter than usual. However, the current level of heat wasn't anything comparable to what happened some time ago, which was close to dangerous levels. Nonetheless, with extra bottles of water and light clothing, the people of Sainan were always prepared for these kinds of conditions.

Inside the Yuuki household, Mikan was busy cooking in the kitchen, preparing to start the day by preparing everyone's breakfast. She was in the middle of boiling a pot of miso soup, adding more ingredients and stirring the contents with expertise. This caused the kitchen area to be covered in the smell of the hot dish, easily making anyone hungry to those who caught a whiff of the boiling liquid. Not exactly a surprise, since Mikan was renowned by everyone in the house to be a very proficient cook.

Celine was sitting by the table, smiling and laughing in joyful glee as she played with the kitten paw toy that was given to her by Rito, a while ago.

On the table's surface, there were numerous bowls placed out on the sides, all of which came with two different colors: black and white. The white ones appeared to be filled with warm rice mixed with natto beans, and topped with a fried egg. The black bowls were completely empty, literally having nothing inside of them.

"Rito! It's time to wake up!" Mikan called to the ceiling loudly, as she kept stirring the miso soup on the burning stove.

After waiting for about a minute, hoping to hear something that has to do with her older brother getting out of bed, absolutely nothing happened. The only things she heard were Celine in the living room, and the soup boiling in front of her.

Not receiving any response, she became a little more irritated. "Seriously, Rito, this is getting old! Get up, now!"

Suddenly, she heard a loud thud from Rito's room, which was accompanied by a lot of shouting that seemed to be from three different people. While they were too far to be perfectly audible for Mikan to understand, the voices were definitely familiar, giving her an idea of who they were from and what it's all about.

"Momo. . ." she muttered angrily to herself as she continued to hear the chaos that was happening in the floor above her.

Not before long, the cause of the noise immediately made their way to her.

Rito ran through the entrance of the kitchen, the same one that connected it with the living room. Panic and fear were present on his face as cold sweat could be seen dripping down his head, obviously running away from someone who he (unintentionally) angered. But what makes things surprising, and embarrassing, was that he wasn't wearing any shirts or pants, leaving a majority of his body exposed in plain sight. The only piece of clothing he had on was a pair of white boxers.

"Rito! You still don't have any clothes on!" Mikan shouted to her older brother, his current state making her face red in embarrassment.

"M-M-M-Mikan! There's. . . I-I've. . ." Rito stuttered as he tried to explain to the girl in the room but was not in the right state of mind to do so.

"YOU PERVERTED BEAST!" Yelled an all-to-familiar voice that sounded very close, which made Rito shake in fear.

Before the boy could react, he was tackled to the floor with a force that was strong enough to make most of the furniture in the kitchen to shake for a brief second. It didn't take long to realize that Nana was the one responsible, her knees painfully pushing into Rito's abdomen as she proceeded to look at him with a glare full of rage. It didn't get any better when she grabbed a hold of his neck in a choking grip and began to madly shake his head in a back and forth motion.

"Don't you ever learn anything?! Do you think you can get away from this forever?!" Nana shouted at the struggling boy in anger as she continued to hold onto his neck and violently shake it.

Rito tried to mutter a response, but was busy struggling to breathe while doing so.

Mikan only watched with an unsurprised expression, being far too used to scenes like this happening in the household.

A moment later, Momo bolted into the kitchen and stopped behind her enraged twin sister, quickly catching Mikan's attention and slight irritation. She could see that the mischievous, pink-haired Deviluke was immediately worried for both her brother's safety, especially with how angry she currently was.

"Nana, let him go! You're hurting him more than you normally would!" Momo pleaded in an attempt to calm her twin sister.

"With all of the perversion he's been giving us, he deserves more pain!" The other Deviluke replied in animosity as she continued to choke and shake the boy in her clutches. Due to how red his face was, it looked like he would pass out in any minute.

"But I keep telling you, it's not his fault! I was the one that went in his room again!"

"Still doesn't excuse him for constantly being a pervert!"

Having enough of this, Mikan blew a very loud, sharp whistle, which was loud enough to get everyone to immediately stop what they were doing and divert their gazes on her. It even made Nana to finally let go of her grip on Rito's neck, allowing his head to drop on the floor as he began gasping for air.

"That's enough!" Mikan shouted at the twins irritably, before focusing her sights on the short-haired Deviluke. "Momo, I thought I stopped you from going into Rito's room last night!"

Momo's expression changed to the happy and cheery demeanor to what people usually see her in, and responded with a giggle. "You did, but I probably sleepwalked again, afterward."

"Yeah, that's a downright lie," she deadpanned.

A tired groan caught her attention and turned to where it came from, only to see that her older brother managed to squeeze himself out of Nana's knee-lock on his abdomen. He slowly stood up back on his feet, looking exhausted as he massaged the back of his head and made heavy breaths for air.

"Anyway, I'm almost done making breakfast, so hurry up and get ready," Mikan commanded in an authoritative tone to the two Deviluke sisters, and went back to looking at Rito. "That includes you too, Rito! Go put some clothes on!"

"Okay! Okay!" Rito fearfully complied, and hurryingly ran out of the kitchen.

After seeing her older brother leave the room, giving her only Nana and Momo to deal with, she made a brief sigh to relax the irritation that's been building up inside her ever since the whole 'event' happened. When that was done, she went back to eyeing the other two girls in the room, looking at them with tired eyes as she watched them look back at her with curious expressions.

"Where's Lala?" Mikan asked the two, nonchalantly.

"Big sister is still getting ready back in our room; she should be done in a few more minutes," Momo answered first, cheerfully.

"And you two need to do the same," Mikan pointed out. "You haven't put on your school uniforms yet. Get dressed, and wait for breakfast in the living room."

Without saying a word, or protest, the Deviluke twins gave a short look at each other and casually walked out of the kitchen.

With the commotion finally over, Mikan brought her attention back to finishing the miso soup that was still boiling on the stove. Since it was almost done, it didn't take her too long to completely finish it, as it just required her to stir the liquid for a few more minutes. Once that was done, she grabbed the oven mitts she left on the space of the counter beside her, put them on, and brought the steaming pot of soup towards the table in the living room.

Using the same ladle she had while stirring the hot liquid, she diligently took full scoops of the dish and poured them into each of the empty, black bowls, one by one. It took less than a few minutes but all of the bowls were filled to brim with soup, completely finishing the errand of preparing breakfast for everyone in the house. After a reassuring and satisfied sigh, Mikan took whatever time was left to carefully place the black bowls of miso soup beside the other bowls filled with the rice, natto beans and eggs.

Back in the kitchen, the phone began to ring, immediately catching the brown-haired girl's attention.

After giving Celine a playful poke on the nose, Mikan went back into the other room that she was in, earlier. She took the phone by the handle, separated it from the base, and held it by her right ear.

"Hello?" She asked through the receiver.

"Good morning, Mikan! It's me!" replied the happy voice of her father.

"Morning, dad, how's the progress with your latest manga?"

"It all went beautifully! We were able to finish it last night, and got it delivered to my publisher."

"That's great!" Mikan replied happily. "Does that mean you were able to actually get some sleep?"

"That's right!" he answered enthusiastically. "One of the best feelings we've ever felt in a while, especially that we don't have to worry about more all-nighters for some time."

"Wait, 'we'?" she asked in a neutral and curious tone.

"Zastin and his two partners that have been helping me with everything, ever since."

"Oh, right," Mikan said in a dumbstruck expression, feeling a little embarrassed that she nearly forgotten the fact that Zastin and his two men were always there helping her father whenever he worked on a manga project. She collected herself soon after. "How are they, by the way?"

"Oh, they are fine," her father reassured. "Finishing that manga took a lot out of them, so I let them rest in the studio for the night, again. They're still sleeping, so I don't want to bother them."

"Well, that's good to hear."

"I'm planning to host a celebration with them on a job well done, since I'm not booked for any deadlines for some time,"

"Aw, that's nice of you. What are you planning to do?"

"Take them out to watch some new superhero movies, and reserve spots in one of the best restaurants in the city."

"Wow, all of those really sound fun. Why don't you ever treat me and Rito out, like that?" Mikan asked in a deadpanned voice, but showed some hints of irritation and jealousy.

"M-M-Mikan-"

"Relax, dad, I was just teasing you. I still know that you and mom are always busy because of your jobs, so don't worry about it," she interrupted her father with a happy demeanor and giggle.

A relieved sigh was heard on the other side of the line, something that widened the smile on her face. "I swear, sweetie, you can by just as cruel as your mother."

Mikan just made another short giggle in response.

"Anyway, there's something I have to tell you. It's very important, and Rito needs to know it, as well."

Hearing this instantly drove the girl into a more serious-like mood that was mixed with curiosity and a little bit of worry. However, she wasn't anxious or scared of anything, and remained calm.

"Did something bad happen?" she asked in a collected and neutral tone.

"No, no, it's nothing like that," her father reassured her. "But do you remember what me and your mother talked to you and your brother about a week ago, about your cousins from America coming over to Japan?"

"Yeah, I remember that," Mikan confirmed as she clearly remembered the conversation. "We've agreed to let them stay in our house once they arrive. But won't that happen two months from now?"

"Uhm, right, about that. . ." He trailed off a bit in an uneasy tone. "Some things happened to them that made it all complicated, so they're on their way today."

"TODAY?!" Mikan screamed anxiously over the phone.

"I'm sorry, but some things happened that forced them to do a lot of last minute changes! It was out of anyone's control!"

"But that means we still have to prepare the house for their arrival, and me and Rito have school today! We won't be able to get everything ready because we'll be too busy on other things!" Mikan said loudly to the phone on her hand, more anxiety taking becoming visible.

"I know, Mikan, I know, but you shouldn't have worry too much on cleaning the house. Just make everything looks welcoming, that's all that matters. They're nice people and are also unprepared with the last minute changes as we are, so they will understand the fact that you weren't able to get yourselves ready," her father explained in a way to try and relax her daughter.

It didn't have a significant impact on her, but she became more calm and accepting of the situation. In response, she let out a tired sigh of her own. "How soon will they be here?"

"I don't have the exact time, but it will be during the afternoon, probably around dinner time."

"That won't give me enough time to even shine the floors," Mikan moaned in unsettledness.

"Like I said, just make everything look welcoming. More importantly, make them feel welcomed. Most people from America aren't too strict on household cleanliness as us. As long as you get them to feel welcomed in the house, then they will not have any problems with you or Rito. But do try to get whatever you can ready."

Mikan only groaned and massaged her forehead with her other hand. "Fine, that means I can still focus more of my time on cooking."

"Don't forget that you have your brother, Lala and her two sisters to help you when you need them."

"I know, but they'll be busy with other things. Besides, I'm okay handling the house chores by myself," she said under a casual attitude, but that quickly changed to an annoyed deadpan. "I'm usually the one that does most of them, anyway."

"Alright, Mikan, just don't work yourself too hard."

"Okay, dad," she replied in a more collected tone. "Also, how are they going to get here from the airport? Will they take a taxi?"

"No. I've talked to some of my friends to pick them up and drop them off at the house. Don't worry about it, Mikan, I talked this over to your cousins too, and sent both groups pictures of each other to make everything easier."

"Okay, as soon as I'm back from school, I'll clean up the important things in the house."

"Like I said, just focus on making them feel welcomed more than anything."

"I will, but won't you come by to see them?"

"Not today. Remember, I'm going to be treating Zastin and his friends, but I'll try to come by either tomorrow or the day after," he answered her casually, still sounding calm and enthusiastic. "Anyway, I have to go now. Need to buy some breakfast before the guys wake up. You, Rito, and everyone else, be good at school."

"Alright, dad, you and Zastin have fun now," she replied happily, a warm smile present on her face.

"Goodbye, sweetie," he bid his farewell before closing his line, leaving the receiver to be filled with the kind of noise that signals one of the people in the connection was no longer available.

Knowing that the conversation was over, Mikan the phone back on it's base and was about to walk back into the living room. Right after she turned around, she caught a clear sight of Rito standing in front of the doorway, looking interested and confused (mostly confused). This instantly surprised Mikan, almost making her jump from the sudden rush of bewilderment, but it didn't come to that and she merely looked at him with a very stunned expression.

"Ah! Rito?!" she nearly shouted in surprise.

"Sorry, sorry! I didn't mean to scare you!" Rito replied as he defended himself, not wanting to get into trouble with his sister or create a bad misunderstanding. This made him nearly as frightful as her.

"How long were you standing there, and why were you just standing there?" Mikan asked under a serious deadpan, already calming down significantly.

"Everyone's waiting for you back in the living room, and asked me to go get you. And I wasn't here long, I just got here," Rito explained as he waved his hands in front of his chest innocently, still visibly nervous by expression and voice. However, like his younger sister, he too calmed down, his nervousness replacing into caring curiosity. "If it's not personal or anything, who were you talking too?"

Mikan crossed her arms and let out a tired sigh, then went back to looking at him under a neutral gaze. "It was dad."

"Oh. What did he want?"

"It will be better if I explain everything after breakfast. I don't want to keep everyone waiting any longer."

"Uhm, okay."

With that being said, Mikan followed her brother out of the kitchen and back into the living room; no other words were said between the two siblings.

She saw everyone sitting around the table, intently waiting for her and ready to eat the food just prepared not too long ago. Momo sat close to the side of the wooden fixture that Rito would normally sit on, Nana took the spot directly across from her sister that was really close to the television, and Lala took the space in-between them. Meanwhile, Celine was still on the place by the table as earlier, still playing with her toy.

After receiving and giving some morning greetings by everybody, Mikan made her way to the table and sat beside Celine, who gave her a tight hug in excitement.

Everyone began to finally start eating their morning meal, which everyone immensely loved. As usual, Mikan garnered a lot of praise for the preparation of their food, something that she accepted warmly.

While they all did this, there was some small talk involved between the group, mixed with some laughs and giggles as the girls shared on what ideas they would do during and after school hours. There was some hostility from Nana, as she chastised and scolded Rito for what happened earlier in the morning, and being 'perverted'. He attempted to defend himself by explaining his side of the story, but wasn't able to make any decent statements as his nervousness and obvious fears made him stutter out his sentences.

Lala and Momo sided with Rito and attempted to calm their sister down, which did work to some degree, but didn't like seeing her other sisters actively defending the boy, and a cold attitude towards him.

This was a common thing that tends to happen almost every day, so Mikan wasn't worried about this bringing any kind of dangers to them. She knew that even her older knows not to take these kinds of instances too seriously, and just accepts them. It was a normal start of the day in the Yuki household.

Finally, for what felt like an hour, everybody in the room were done with their meals, all of them sighed in content as they smiled with full stomachs of pure satisfaction. Empty bowls littered the surface of the table, but since it wasn't a tremendous mess, no one showed any signs of bother towards it.

Everyone gave Mikan another round of praise for the food, finding it all delicious as usual. With a casual smile of contempt, she accepted the congratulatory comments in warm stride.

"Oh, Mikan, before we forget," Rito started in neutral interest as he watched his younger sister looking back at him with the same expression. "You said you would tell me about the conversation you had with dad, earlier?"

"Yeah. . ." Mikan replied, nearly pouting in obvious annoyance and worry.

"What's wrong?"

Meanwhile, everyone else watched the exchange under complete curiosity, but tried their best to not make blatantly obvious.

"Remember what mom and dad told us last week?"

"Huh? You need to give more details than that, Mikan," Rito said neutrally, but his curiosity and interest was growing.

"About two of our cousins from America moving into Japan for their new jobs."

"Ah! Yeah, I remember that!" Rito complied happily, a large smile of joy showing on his face. "They're coming to stay with us for a little bit first, right? And they'll move straight to Tokyo, right after."

"You have cousins coming over!? Why didn't you tell us about this!?" Lala squealed in excitement, her eyes widely gleaming like stars.

"Well, they're-"

"I hope they're not perverted like you," Nana interrupted in a grumpy tone.

"Don't judge them in such a way!" Rito reacted to Nana's statement defensively, visibly looking angry and offended.

"Hey!" Mikan shouted with a stern and serious gaze towards Rito and Nana, making them go silent as they look back at her.

"Sorry," they both apologized simultaneously.

"Seriously, you guys tend to act like a bunch of kids," Mikan grumbled with an annoyed pout.

"Uh, Mikan, how does our cousins involve with your chat with dad?" Rito asked, really wanting to bring the conversation on track.

"And when you were about to talk about them, you seemed worried," Momo pointed out, finally getting involved as she just watched the whole exchange. However, a mischievous and flirtatious smirk formed on her face as she looked at the boy next to her, then proceeded to lean on his side and wrap her arms around her waist as she began to snuggle him. "Afraid I'll have Rito more to myself while you're busy occupying your cousins?"

"Ah! Ahh! M-Momo! Momo!" Rito stuttered out of anxiety, causing his body to shake and quiver out of the immense nervousness.

"No! Of course not!" Mikan protested against the Deviluke in defensive anger.

"Momo, stop doing that, right now!" Nana said to her twin sister angrily.

The mischievous Deviluke twin just giggled in response as she loosened her grip on the brown-haired boy and began moving back to her original spot. "Calm down now, I was just teasing. No need to be so stressed out."

Mikan just looked at her with an irritated glare, while Nana just let out an angry moan and placed her hand on her head. Everything was quiet for nearly a minute, no word being muttered with the exception of Momo's giggling, making the atmosphere feel tenser than it should be.

"Mikan," Lala called out inquisitively, ending the silence and getting her friend's attention. "Did something bad happen to your cousins?"

Hearing that caused both of the Yuki siblings to widen their eyes in fear and shock, with Rito feeling a lot more of it than his younger sister.

"No, no, no! Absolutely nothing bad has happened to any of them," Mikan quickly replied under urgent nervousness, which didn't really calm anybody (Rito in particular).

"Are you telling the truth, Mikan? You're not holding anything back, are you?" Rito questioned his younger sister under a lot of worry.

"I am telling the truth, and don't you dare accuse me of lying! Now, relax, before you make things more complicated for me to explain!"

"Okay, okay," Rito complied, really wanting her to get with the point of this conversation.

After finally getting everyone to be quiet, as well as not having the worries for any more interruptions, Mikan explained everything that she and her father talked over the phone in relation to their visiting relatives. It all went well while she retold everything to her friends in the living room; they listened to her intently and did not mutter a word. However, things began tense for her when she finally got to the point of the 'problem', and it didn't help that signs of her discomfort were showing when she told them.

"THEY'RE COMING TODAY?!" Rito shouted in complete shock, loud enough for it to be heard outside of the house.

"Rito, don't shout so loud!"

"Why are you two so worried about that? Shouldn't the both of you be excited?" Momo asked the Yuki siblings calmly and curiously.

Rito was the first to answer, albeit, nearly in full panic and stress as he clutched the top of his head with his hands under immense anxiety. Something that made Momo worry (and a little scared) for him. "There's a lot of things we have to worry about! We haven't even prepared the house for their visit, and we won't be able to because we'll be in school most of the day! Me and Mikan were already setting up plans on how to organize our time with them, but all of those won't matter because they'll be here before we have a chance to finish-hmpf!"

"Alright, alright, we get it," Nana said in annoyance as she held Rito in a tight headlock, and had her right hand covering his mouth. "And to think you were only a headache as a pervert."

Rito struggled under the Deviluke's grip in an attempt to free himself, even stretched his arms far behind his back to try and reach her, but had no avail.

"Mikan," Lala called out in her (usual) cheery demeanor. "Since you're so worried about preparing the house for your new arrivals, then have no fear!"

Literally everyone's' eyes widened in shock and fear, knowing exactly what the oldest Deviluke sister was about to suggest.

"I have an invention that would-"

"No, no! There's no need for that, Lala!" Mikan urged her friend as positively as possible, despite the visible tone of hurried worry.

"Are you sure? But I haven't even-"

"Big sister, how about we just help Mikan with the old fashioned way, for today? It would be more fun that way." Momo butted in, supporting the younger Yuki.

"But I. . ."

"Yeah, it would definitely be much more fun that! Especially with having to do it in a short time, it'll feel like a great challenge."

"That's right, big sister; you do like challenges, do you?"

"Oh, uh, yes. . . Yes, I do!" Lala said reluctantly at first, but quickly accepted it with a beaming smile.

Seeing this made everyone let out a simultaneous sigh in relief, their earlier worries melting away as they all felt calm.

Mikan looked over to her older brother, who was still being gagged by Nana. "You can let go of him now."

"Right," she complied and released her grip from the boy's head and mouth, then walked back to her previous spot.

Mikan stood up and began collecting all of the empty kitchen ware from around the table. "It's almost time for us to go to school, so I better get all of these washed."

"Hey, don't forget about us," Rito said as he stood up and helped gather the dirty bowls. "We're always available to help out, no matter what."

"Yeah!" Lala cheered.

Mikan couldn't help but giggle by a behavior that she normally found silly of her brother, but looked back at him with a warm smile.

Fukuoka Airport, Docking Area B

The waiting area was relatively quiet, only half of the seats available were filled with Japanese passengers that were waiting for their plane to finish final preparations before they could dock. As of now, all they did was watch the new arrival of tourists and returning citizens marched out of the jet bridge in tightly packed droves.

The first ones to walk out of the crowd were a man and woman, both appearing to be in there early-to-mid-twenties, and possessing physiques that many would find attractive. And like everyone close to them, they wore clothing that was considered casual-formal.

The man seemed to be the oldest and tallest of the duo. He was six feet in height, easily towering most people around them in the airport, had emerald green eyes and bright brown hair. In terms of clothing, he wore a white-colored, clean collared shirt with a black bow tie and black trousers; giving off the impression of a business man. On his back was a large, heavy-duty backpack that looked as though it was made from the military, even supporting the camouflage coloring scheme. On his right hand, he clasped on to the handle of a hefty luggage bag, dragging it along with him as he moved.

The woman wore clothes that was slightly less formal than her partner, but due to the its appearance, and the quality of materials made into it, it was still considered formal wear. She, too, had a crisp white collared shirt on, but it was covered by an olive green turtle neck, accompanied by dark brown trousers worn over the lower half of her body. There was an orange scarf wrapped around the lower portion of her face, masking her mouth and most of her nose. In terms of matters outside of clothing, she also possessed emerald green eyes, but they were 'brighter' than the person she was with, literally looking like shining jewels in some cases. She had a large backpack that was almost identical to the one her companion owns in terms of appearance and design, but was dark grey in color. She was also dragging around a rather hefty luggage bag.

After the two individuals walked their ways out of the densely packed crowd, they managed to find a wall-mounted pay phone close to some of the airport's public restrooms.

The man inserted some coins into the slot, took the transceiver and dialed some numbers on the pad, his female counterpart leaning on the space of the wall beside him, watching and waiting.

"Hello, Yuuki Saibai, here," said a voice from the other end of the line in fluent Japanese.

"Hello, uncle Saibai, it's Armaldo," replied the man in complete English, obviously fluent in both languages. "We've landed."


Author's Notes

Well, this is the very first chapter of a fanfic that I thought I would never write about. But look what happened now. . . I'm writing it.

This has been in the works for a while, and I'm excited to see how this will turn out, so please be respectful.

Just to let you know, I am thinking of an actual plot for this, and if all goes well, I'll expand those into more ideas.

And as a big fan of the anime series, I REALLY do try to get the original characters' personalities right and have them portrayed as accurately as possible. I just hope I'm doing that right.

Anyway, please leave some feedback, or outright follow this fic if you really do like it because I'd appreciate that and it would give me more motivation to get more chapters out faster.