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"Dad, yo-you can't be serious," The teenage girl wailed. Her father sighed. He was planning for her worst reaction to his news but so far she didn't seem to take it that hard.

"Would you feel better if I told you it's not going to be such a long trip?" He knew it was hopeless to try and comfort her but well..it's worth a try.

"What kind of comforting question is that? You said you were going for four mounths. Four! That's.....uh dad what's thirty one times four?"

"I don't see where this is going."

"Dad!"

"124."

"You're leaving me with someone I don't know for 124 days!"

"Look Shiori is a childhood friend of mines who lives near here. And she has a son about 1 year older than you, so it shouldn't be that bad. You might even make some new friends."

"You don't even trust your own daughter to stay by herself alone?! I'm 14 for god's sake. I can take care of myself!"

"That's the problem. I can't leave you for even 2 hours without getting a phone call from the school or the police."

"Dad! It wasn't my fault. The police only called fourteen times! And I wasn't the one that started the fights, they said so!"

"Yes, yes but the school."

"I'll go to school, I promise. Just please don't leave me in a complete stranger's house. Please!"

"Enough. I've made my decision. I'm leaving tomorow so we're driving to Shiori's house tonight."

"(-.-) Dad, you are the meanest dad in the whole universe, you know that?"

"I'm sure I can live with that." He watched as his daughter stomped out of his studies slamming the door in the process. He sat back down on his chair and continued to sign some papers and finish his work.

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"You can't be serious?!" The girl on the other end of the phone questioned. In a calmer she asked, "So who are you staying with."

"Dad's old childhood friend." The girl answered.

"I still can't believe your dad looks that young!"

"Not the point!"

"Oh yeah. Sorry, I'm still kinda suprised."

"Yeah, but I can't go!"

"Kizu calm down. Look it won't be that bad right?" Her best friend ask.

"Yes it can! She even has a son!" Kizu exclaimed.

"So? What's the point?" There was a pause. "How old is he?!"

"Uh....about 15 I think."

"This is your chance! If he's cute go for it. I mean......."

"I'M NOT GETTING A BOYFRIEND!!!!!!!"

"You're 14 you need a boyfriend."

"Nika!"

"Okay, okay. Sheesh just tryin ta cheer ya up."

"No your just tryin' ta get me a boyfriend." Kizu mimicked the way Nika usually talks when she's impatient.

"I give up! So seriously, why don't you wanna go?"

"Cause, my 'job'."

"Oh yeah, forgot. Can't you still work while you're at Shiori's place?"

"No." Kizu answered flatly.

"Why not?" Nika asked.

"Cause I can't keep on disappearing whenever I have a mission. She'd get suspicous."

"Yeah I guess."

"Look I gotta go. Dad's drivin' me to her house tonight, and I gotta get ready."

"Just promise me one thing?"

"What's that Nika?"

"Call me once you get there and e-mail me his picture!"

"Yeah sure whatever," Kizu agreed while sweatdropping. She hung up once her friend did. Sliding off her bed the girl looked around her room. "I can't see why he can't leave me alone. It's not like I'd cause a world war with someone." She mumbled.

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Shiori's house was long ways drive. After an eternity of driving, Yota Mirayao, stopped in front of a small house. "We're here." Getting no response from his daughter he looked back at her from the rear view mirror. He sighed when he noticed that she had fallen alseep during the 2 hour ride.

"Kizuru we're at the ice cream parlor," Yota said. As he had expected her head shot up at hearing that.

"Really?"

"No."

"Dad it's not nice lieing."

"It was the only way to get you to wake up. C'mon we're here."

"'Here' where?" Kizu looked outsidde her window at the small house compared to their mansion.

"Don't play dumb. C'mon." Yota got out going to the back of the dark navy blue covertable. Opening the trunk he lifted his daughter's suitcase out then closed it. Kizu opened the car door standing still while studying the house she would be spending the next four months in.

"It's so small," Kizu whined. Actually she didn't care for the size, she just needed an excuse to go home. "I'll sofucate."

"It doesn't look half bad."

"Of course it doesn't look half bad that's because it's terrible." Yota fixed his daughter with a glare silencing her.

"I don't want you to have that kind of attitude while you're here, got it?"

"Yes sir." Kizu walked solemnly up the path to the house with her father close behind. Kizu rang the door bell, soon the door opened revealing a guy with long waist length hair. She looked up into green eyes and stared. //He's so TALL.//

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Me : Hi! It's me again. Okay so you probally knew that it was me. I'm not forcing anyone to review or anything but leave a comment at least or maybe suggestions, flames, anything! But that would mean it's a review and I said I wasn't going to force anyone to review. (-.-) This is getting no where. Um.........so the next chapter's coming soon if I can stop myself from being so damn nervous. But I doubt anyone would've stayed to read the next chapter anyway. (^-^) Oh well!

Hiei : *pops out of nowhere* Review! Review or else! *points sword at the viewers*

Me : *sweatdrops* Hiei uh.......

Hiei : Shut up woman! God damn it can't ya see I'm tryin to get some reviews.

Me : How many pounds of suger did you have?

Hiei : Uh.........what makes you think I ate any suger?

Me : *sighs* Thought so. OUT!!! *points at the door*

Hiei : Review or I'll sic my dragon on you!!!!!!!!!!

Me : OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hiei : *stomps out while mumbling something about stupid bitches that somehow ended up being writers*

Me : *mumbles about enraged fire demons who eat too much suger*