Hey, omg, thanks for reviewing, and I've missed y'all too :3 So much has happened since I finished 'LAW' and I'm going to have to tell you ALL of them... though now I think about it, it's not a lot, it's just a major thing for me... hehe...

Anyways, those of you who read all my A/N's in the last story, will know that I was totally crushing on a guy. I told that guy, and though he didn't reciprocate my feelings, he said he still hoped we'd be friends. And we are :D everythings cool, and I'm even invited to his party tomorrow! HAPPY 18TH JOE! lawl :3

Anyways, as for chappy 1, yaa... the fight scene was from Sherlock Holmes 2010 film... Robert Downey Jr, X3 *dreamy sigh* he was amazing in that film! Sorry, tangent... my bad.

All I can say (resurecting my old quote) is;

Enjoy!

"This... is the new house?"

"Yep."

"Dad."

"Yes?"

"This sucks."

He laughed, and attempted to smile at me, but it didn't quite reach his eyes, so I knew he agreed with me.

Okay, fair enough, it looks nice, if a little outdated. But it gave it that antique, lived in feeling. However, the gaping hole in the roof could be a little problem. I mean, I don't think that would do so well when it rained.

Dad saw it too.

"Easily repaired you know. But it's a really nice place. Come on, lets look inside."

He ran a hand through his short hair, and nudged his glasses up, then smiled at me and lead the way inside.

It did look nice, if not a little dark... but we could remove any blinds up, duh. And it was a bit dull too, but a splash of paint here, and a mirror there, and we were in business!

"Think it'll do?" asked dad, looking at me through the corner of his eyes.

"I think so. But you need to hire some people to come and decorate it."

"I will do. I just need to know which room you want, and what colors and styles and stuff... you're mother really is better at this stuff, but she's-"

"Busy at home or something. I know. You said."

"I know..." he muttered.

"Anyways, let's go room hunting."

-x-x-x-x-x-

"You want this room?"

"Yes. It's big, and it has a balcony, with a great view of everything might I add."

"It's right next to the leaky room."

"I know."

He shrugged, and totted something down on a piece of paper, using my back to lean against.

"What colors do you want?"

"Well, I want a laminate floor, white walls, a pine bed with white sheets, duvet covers and pillows. Then I could have black box shelves, a few black leather chairs, a bookcase, built into the wall maybe, and a big T.V. up on the wall."

"Anything else you're highness?" joked dad.

"A black throw for the bed, and a black fluffy rug."

"Okay."

Right, I know that that sounds like a lot, but most of it can come from my room at home. I already have a bed, but it's metal and squeaky, so it's not coming. But I do have a throw already, and I'm sure I could get half the things I want from a cheap home ware store.

But, it is up to dad, he might just go about it the easy way and get someone to buy it for him.

Or maybe we could find a catalog...

Whichever way works, that would be cool by me.

"Think we should go home yet?" asked dad, briefly staring out of the window to the garden. "I need to see your mum about something."

"Sure. And what?" I asked, grinning at him, so he grinned back.

"Non of your business."

"Fine. Just cos you want sex." I huffed, stomping out before him, but I couldn't really miss his loud rumbling laugh.

-x-x-x-x-x-

"Mum, we're home!" I shouted, walking into the house, kicking my shoes off next to the shoe box, and hanging my blazer up.

Dad followed, looked around slowly, then shouted "Saori?"

"I'm up here!" came the reply, before quick footsteps thudded down the stairs.

I saw mum first, hair tied up in a messy bun, eyes twinkling like they always did, wearing some ripped up trousers and an old tee, then came Hatori, my little brother, he's nine, so still in elementary school, but I don't suppose he's as bad as other little brothers out there.

"Hey mum, hey Hati." I smiled.

Hati just smirked at me, and mouthed 'you're in trouble'.

Shit.

"Mai, how was school?" asked mum, in a sickly voice that made my stomach churn.

"Was fine, but this guy started having a go at me and Cali." I said nonchalantly, pulling out some books from my satchel to make a point that I had homework, and if she beat the living crap out of me, then I'd be in shit at school too.

"What did you do?" she asked in a not so sickly voice.

"Battered him." I muttered, making Hati snort with laughter until dad clamped his hand over the kids mouth.

"You beat him up?"

"Yes."

"School phoned, along with his parents. He's in hospital."

"And?"

"And they don't expect him to recover for six weeks. That's just physically. The mental trauma will wear off in about six months."

"Six weeks and six months? Dad, I told you so!" I said, turning to give dad a high five, and he went to, but stopped when mum glared at him.

"You knew about this?" she hissed, stepping forward, and I was amazed to see dad take a step back.

"She has her reasons." he said, holding his hands up in surrender.

"I was told that she and Cali bumped into the guy, so he told them to watch out, and Mai let lose."

"Not true!" I yelled, stomping my foot, mum glared at me, so I held back on my tantrum. However I couldn't care less if he was in hospital, this wasn't fair, they hadn't even told the whole story!

"Well, why did you attack the guy?" asked mum, leaning against the wall.

"He said I was a slut, he and his brother would 'do me' and you were a milf."

She raised an eyebrow.

"Really?"

"Yep." I replied, nodding.

"Pinky swear you telling the truth?" she asked, sticking her little finger out to me.

"Pinky swear." I said, linking our fingers and pulling away.

"... You're free to go." she said, waving her hand at me. Dad and Hati's jaws both dropped in shock. Normally mum would just rip my head off, and send me to bed. But this time was different.

Wow. Personality check!

"Okay." I smiled, walking off. I did have homework, so I was gonna go to my room and get it done.

I love my room... it's amazing. A little slice of heaven on the edge of Tokyo.

It's painted midnight blue on three walls, and the other is bright white. The carpet is white too, with a smallish blue rug. My beds metal, and it has a black throw on it, because I stole it from mum ages ago. Then there are pictures of the New York skyscrapers, in silhouette, so that looks pretty. I could hang them up somewhere.

And then there were my various doodles of random things, and all my photographs, and all that shizz.

But I had no time to think about that stuff, because I actually did have a mountain of homework to do... insert sigh of self pity here.

I had some Literature to do, a lot of maths, and a huge can't be bothered feeling was sinking in.

But... it had to be done.