I apologize for the typos last chapter. Seriously, I didn't notice them.

And sorry for the month long update.

CHAPTER 4

The Midnight Crisis

He lazily rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and he yawned. Then, he forcefully shook his head to get rid of his sleepiness. Urg. I have to wake up Riza.

Hiro walked past his room in the basement to reach Riza's. He stopped right in front of her door. What time is it by the way? He fetched his phone from the pocket of his pajama. He flipped it open. He squinted when the lights coming from his phone had struck his eyes. A large 2:27 a.m. was flashing in the screen. Oh my god. She'll kill me for interrupting her sleep, for sure.

He raised his hand and balled it into a fist. Gently, he knocked on the metal door. Once. Then twice. There was nothing. She wasn't coming out. So he decided to put some force in it. He banged three loud thwacks at the metal door in front of him.

He was already going for the third one, but his fist did not land on the door. Instead, it was now fully open and a pair of werewolf arms grabbed him by his head, "Hiro, how dare you to cut my sleep off!" she growled. "You'd better have some valid explanation…" A pair of glaring and golden eyes met his chestnut-colored ones. Her voice was thick and stern. "Do you even know what time is it? Huh?"

He played with his fingers as he let out a nervous laugh, "Well you see, my nieces woke up just a while ago. And Hime asked me a favor, so I was wondering if you could help me with it…"

She dropped him back on his feet. Her palms resting on her hips, "What favor? And why does that involve me?"

"The twins ran out of milk and right now…they…are…hungry."

A swarm of bats swirled beside Hiro and Reiri soon came out of it. "Ah! Reiri-san!"

"Fufu, now you could really put those tits to good use," she caressed Hiro's face with her hand, "Right Hiro?" and a giggle came from her lips.

"SHUT UP! I WILL REALLY KILL YOU SOMEDAY!"

"T-that's not it. Uhm, Hime asked me to buy them some milk. And I need get to town as soon as possible because my nieces are screaming at the top of their lungs. They have to be fed right away, and the only means for me to do that is for you to give me a ride to the nearest 24 hour convenient store."

"How about Flandre? She could drive Hime's car."

"She's charging herself."

"Or if you want," Reiri whispered in his ear, "you could just fly with me." Hiro blushed and he backed away. He politely refused the offer.

Riza tugged her hands at the back of her head and started walking. "Fine, fine. I can't do anything about it anyway. Come on Hiro,"

"Thanks a lot Riza!" Hiro started walking behind her with Reiri following the two of them.

The silence of the night over Sasanaki was ripped by the sound of the screeching wheels of a motor bike.

Hiro was gripping on Riza's hips as tightly as he could. This will be the death of me! His mind shouted as Riza tossed and turned on the road without using the brakes. What an extreme ride!

Reiri hovered close above them. What a reckless bitch.

"We're almost there Hiro!" Riza shouted. Her voice was muffled when it mixed with the gush of air.

And several turns after, they stopped in a convenient store. Hiro dismounted the bike, his knees wobbly, his hair and his clothes disheveled.

The young werewolf warrior removed his helmet and placed the bike on its side stand. "Go inside and buy the milk. We'll just wait for you here."

"O-kay." He said weakly as he slowly regained his gait.

A '24 HOURS OPEN!' sign was situated above the twin glass door, though the light in the letter 'E' was out. And a board shouting 'WANTED: HELP' was hanging on the door.

A radio was playing in the background. Other than that, the store was quiet for there were no other customers. A man who was about in his early twenties was sitting in the cashier while reading a magazine. A white name plate saying – Hi! My name is Yuuto! – adorned his plain green apron.

He walked straight to the racks of baby milk. And he was bowled over to find a dozen of different kinds of baby milk. Were Sayane and Kotone newborns? 6 months old? How was he supposed to know?

"Having trouble picking up milk?" Reiri was suddenly standing behind him. Seriously, how does she do it? She is just popping from anywhere!

He grabbed two cans and compared it with one another. His head slightly tilted to one side. "I don't know how old are they so I don't know what milk to buy." He looked at more baby milks from the rack, almost toppling the milk cans over.

Reiri's finger gently tapped her chin, "I'd say they are about three months."

"Three months," he smiled, "Yes, that's it. You hit the nail right on the head. Three months, that's exactly what they are." He immediately grabbed a can of milk for a three month old baby. Beside the wide selection of milk were some other baby stuffs. He saw a bag of diaper and a pack of baby wipes. Might as well get some. He grabbed two large bags of smallest sized diapers.

He moved ahead to the counter, "Good morning sir-". Then he took a good look at his merchandise. "Wow," exclaimed the man at the counter as he rang up the goods. "How many babies do you have?"

Hiro looked at the man named Yuuto. "Too many," he replied with a crooked smile.

Beside the counter was a rack of magazines in books, and luckily there were two books talking about babies and stuff. He added that to his purchase and he paid up.

"Thank you for the purchase. Please come again! And oh~ Goodluck with your babies sir." Yuuto handed him two paper bags.

Hiro made his run outside.

Hiro knocked on the door of his master's bedroom. "We're here-"

"Thank goodness you're here Hiro!" Sawawa who was carrying a sobbing Sayane made a run towards her brother. "What took you so long?"

The Flame Warrior cooed the baby, "Hi there Saya-chan~ don't cry." He raised the paper bags so the baby could see it, "Look, I bought your milk." Hiro dropped the paper bag at the table. "It took me sometime to choose milk. Thank goodness Reiri-san was there. She helped me."

Riza entered the room. "Choosing milk? Psh, that's nothing compared to me driving all the way to the convenient store."

Reiri who was following the werewolf warrior said, "Bitch, if it wasn't because of me, he will still be in front of that milk rack."

"Come on, stop it you two. Both of you helped me back there. Thank you." The young man unpacked the paper bags, pulling out a can of baby milk, two bags of diapers, baby wipes, and two books.

A familiar tone, "You got the milk?" the princess must be behind him, for he heard her voice at his back.

"Yeah. And look at this Hime," he turned to face her, "I got two books about-" his breath was caught in his throat. She was standing in front of him with Koto-chan in her arms. A handful of her golden tresses framed her face in which Koto-chan kept pulling on, and the rest was tied in a messy ponytail.

He gulped, "…babies."

His eyes were just focused on her face as he stared in awe. Her crimson eyes that gives off a cold glare, the bridge of her nose, her soft white cheeks, and her generous and plump looking lips plus the disheveled look of her messy ponytail. She was so lovely; there is no denying in that.

He clenched his hand before he tried to reach those blonde tendrils and pin it behind her ear. The hell, it itched so much but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Here," Sawawa shoved Sayane in Hiro's chest.

He blinked, "Wha-what?"

"You take care of her. I already cleaned their bottles and I have it filled with fresh water." The maid turned her attention back to Sayane, she patted her head. "Be a good girl to your uncle, no, your temporary 'Da-ddy' okay?"

Hiro blushed at the notion. "D-Da-Daddy?"

Sawawa then turned to Kotone, "Be obedient to your temporary 'Mo-mmy' okay~"

Hime knitted her brow, "Mommy?"

"Come on guys," Riza forcefully pushed Reiri and Sawawa to the door. "We should leave their little 'family'. We've done our part, so bye!"

"Wait-" but they are gone; they just vanished to the thin air.

Hiro stretched his arms, "Phew~ they are finally sound asleep. Who knew that having twins is sooo tiresome?" he walked towards Hime who was sitting at the chair. He sat next to her.

"Where did you get these?" she pointed at the books.

"Oh, that? I saw them at the convenient store and I figured out that we are in need of those. Considering that this is the first time that something like this happened, I think a book will really be useful."

Hime grabbed one, and she peeled the plastic cover. "Go and get the other and start reading." she started to turn the pages.

"Right now? But we could just go over them tomorrow-"

Hime winced.

"What's wrong? Are you alright Hime?"

Hime raised her hand up to her face so she could take a better look at it. The tip of her middle finger had a small cut where blood was slowly oozing. "Paper cut,"

He pushed his chair back so he could get up, "I'll get the first aid kit."

"Don't. I don't need that thing. It's just a small cut and it will surely heal fast."

"But the blood won't stop if you we wont do anything about it."

"I don't need the first aid kit Hiro. This is just a scratch."

"Then…" He swallowed. His heart was pounding inside his chest. "May I…have it?"

3:00 a.m.

I walked and walked and walked in the middle of this town. I don't know where my feet will lead me. But what else can I do? I have nowhere to go. And I am feeling hungry too.

Then I saw a store. It was a small convenient store in the corner of the street. I saw a flashing red sign: HELP WANTED. Luck must be on my side. I walked hurriedly in front of the store, and I just stare blankly at the cardboard sign.

I want to apply. But…will they let me in? My hair is tousled, I only have my slippers, and I don't even have proper clothes.

But...I'll give it a try.

I walked inside the store. A radio was playing in the background. There was no one in the counter though. So I walked a bit more around the store.

A man in a green apron was arranging some milk cans over. He was facing sideways so I can't really see much of his face.

"Goodness, do customers know how hard is it to arrange this things?" I heard him said. I turned away; guess I will just look for another job.

Someone grabbed my hand when I was about to walk away. I squealed. I turned around to see who it was. It was him, the man with the green apron.

He's handsome.

"Sorry, did I surprise you?" he said as he held my hand in his soft and gentle ones. His voice was deep and tender.

I pulled my hand back. I looked at the ground. "W-why? What d-do you want?"

"Do you want a job?" I looked up to him. He was smiling at me.

"Wha-"

"I am manhandling this convenient store all by myself. And I really need some help right now. So, I'm wondering if you need a job or if you want it."

This is my chance. "I-if it is alright to you then, I'll take it."

He walked to the entrance of the store. He came back with the WEANTED: HELP sign on his hand and he muttered something like 'We don't need this anymore' or something. "Come here! You start right away!"

He pulled me to the counter. "Huh? But I can't start with me looking like this. Don't you think I should at least look presentable?"

He pulled a drawer at the back of the counter and he gave me the same green apron. "What are you talking about? Other than the tousled hair, nothing is wrong with you. You already look good to me."

I blushed. Is this man blind?

"By the way, I'm Yuuto. Your name is?"

"Sayuri. Sayuri Shouko."

END OF CHAPTER 4.

Sorry for the last part. It's a bit rushed.