The sun shinned brightly at the small Shoma house, starting their day like every other. With all the commotion and all the racket that the people does inside.

That is until the door bell rang indicating a customer at their door.

Tohoru walked over the door with a smile answering it with her bright smile. Her smile slightly dropped as she stared at the black suited man with brown skin and bald head wearing a pare of sunglasses looking exactly like a MIB.

"...Is this the house of Sho-uma Shigu-re?"

"Ha?"

The girl asked not knowing who he was searching for. She cocked her head to the side as the man repeated the name once more with a much more stranger accent.

"Tohoru-kun, who was it?"

Shigure poped his head out with his strange smile as he peeked to take a look at who was at the door.

"Oh, Gu-re-san!"

"A! Haru-san!"

"Haru-san?!"

Loud laughter has filled the small house for the past 30 minutes as the three teenagers stared at the two idiots adults who were laughing their head out with their stupid talk.

It has been a while since they were informed that the stranger in front of them as Haruhiko Shijuki, a friend of the dog and a member of a clan that has been with the Shoma's for a while.

The three teenagers were seated on the side, not wondering how they had became friends, until a ring of the door bell was heard.

As their usual basis, Tohoru went to answer the door to know who it was. Her eyes sparkled as she wondered who it was. her thoughts were answered as she joyfully opened the door to be greeted by the same silver eyes that made her paralyzed to that place she had stopped her self, right in front of the door.

"Honda-san, who was it?"

Yet again, her body functioned once more as she heard the familiar voice of the grey haired boy who came with a pleasant smile. His violet eyes traveled to his little classmate in front of him as he looked some what startled.

"Your-..."

His voice was cough short as the girl bowed as a greeting and looked up with her silver eyes boring into them.

"I apologize for my sudden appearance here in this house and for my cousin's disturbance here as well."

Her voice was stern yet gentle at the same time as she stood her ground and told her reason for visiting the little house. The two inhabitants of the house stared at the little girl who they had seen her stutter and slightly tremble in front of the class.

The said skin headed man came popping out of no where with a cheerful smile that did not match his appearance with a, about to blow Kyo growling like a cat.

"A! Gekou-chan! You look so cute in that spring cloths of yours!"

Haruhiko rushed over with open arms until the girl suddenly ducked and fliped him over making him fall on the ground. Gekou looked down at him, and smiled gently like a caring mother.

"Haruhiko, the head had requested me to bring you home as you had seemed to cause disturbance to the Shouma House."

Haruhiko's left eyebrow twitched as he looked up at the small girl with fearful look on his fatal position on the ground. he had seen Gekou's eyes grow mysteriously dangerous, like some what of a killer.

Haruhiko shivered and dragged him self as farther away from her as possible. The muffler around Gekou's neck swayed a little as she turned to the others who were watching her with wide eyes and slightly opened mouth.

With a smile Gekou bowed once more as she gently smiled, showing her soft side.

"Well, thank you for taking care of our IDIOT for a while. We'll be leaving now."

With that she bowed once more and turned her heel, making her white knee length skirt sway, along with her long egg white muffler that followed her, and her half tied long back hair shinning under the light. Her hand held Haruhiko by the back of his collar as she dragged him out; him waving with tears to the other idiot adult of the house.

Everything was silent and peaceful after the incident. It was rather pleasing as Tohoru hanged the wet cloths, Yuki tended his garden, and Kyo stared at the blue sky...Where's Shigure?

Not one of them thought of the question, and not one of them had that question run through their head, so...I(narrator) would like to ask...Where is he?

"So you're finally here, Haruhiko..."

A young boy around the age of 10 to 13 spoke as he straiten his composture from leaning on the wall and on to his legs. His un-natural colored orange hair swayed slightly with its red highlights representing the heat of fire.

"Aaaaa-! Natsuki-kun! You look cute as ever!"

Haruhiko exclaimed as he embraced Natsuki into a bear-like hug, taking the poor boy's breath away.

Turning around, Gekou smiled as she walk out the room through the sliding ancient Japanese paper doors. Her long black hair followed her as she turn a corner leaving them all for them selves.

"You guys, keep quiet, we're not here for fun, mind you"

A girl with whitish silver hair walked in with a boy with pure white hair and dazzling blue eyes.

The girl's green eyes glared at the two wrestling people as her companion just yawned as he nuzzled his face lower into the black and gray striped muffler around his neck that covered the lower half of his face.

"Awwww, Aki, don't be a party-poop-er, I was just having a skin-ship with my favorite cousin of mine!"

Aki, the silver haired girl, puffed her cheek as she placed both her hands on her hips in a demanding manner as she snapped her face away in another direction, seeing as the victim of this so called skin ship had lost all accounts of escaping from the perverted clutches of Haruhiko.

The silent white haired boy walked over to the two wrestlers as he picked the little boy by the collar of his shirt with one hand, carrying him effortlessly out of Haruhiko's grip.

His blue eyes narrowed to the skin headed man as he placed Natsuki down on the floor beside him.

"Awwwww, don't get too mad Yukio, I was just playing, I wouldn't dare eat you're brother dearest"

Haruhiko stated in a mocking way as he twirled around with the white haired teen called Yuki set his orange haired brother down on his feet as Aki glared at Haruhiko.

Just when another fight was about to occur, one of the maids excusably walked in the room in a formal manner as she bowed in front of them all.

"The head is calling for your presence, my masters..."

"Spring has finished and it's the time of Fall now..."

Akito's mysterious voice stated as he(in my story Akito's a guy.) look out the window while holding a red colored leaf that had fallen from the tree near the window.

"Seems so, and the Shijuki's will be having their feast tonight...weren't you supposed to go?"

Shigure asked as he stared at Akito's frail form, his eyes were some what gentle as the sickly head of the Souma's turned to the dog of the year with a calm smile.

"She already came yesterday, why should I see her with the rest of them?"