Breakfast had gone off smoothly. Well, except for that spoonful of oatmeal Neji had to clean off his glasses. But other than that, breakfast had gone off smoothly.

Now, he and Tenten were in the living room, playing with the three children running around the wide space. Neji sighed, having had enough of the little brats. Akachan was the youngest, only three years old, she wore a bright pink dress at all times, and her hair in pigtails. She also said very little, which made her Neji's favorite. Mabui was the middle child, another girl, only fours years in age. She liked tea parties and playing house, and was fairly well behaved. But Jaki, the oldest at only six, was trouble. When Tenten was watching him, he was an angel. But the moment she turned her back, he was pulling on Neji's hair or making a mess, or some other such destructive thing.

Tenten was currently playing with Mabui, carrying the small giggling girl around on her shoulders, and urged on by the constant cry of, 'Fasta! Fasta!' Neji was content to let just Akachan sit on his lap and play with her doll, but Jaki was sneaking around behind him.

"Jaki, what are you doing?"

"Nothing…."

Neji sighed, about to turn around when his ponytail was forcefully yanked on, making him topple over backwards and sending his glasses skating across the floor. Akachan started to cry, and Neji sighed rubbing at his temples as he heard his glasses be snatched up off the floor.

"Neji! What are you doing?" Tenten cried setting Mabui down so that she could comfort Akachan. Neji resented the fact that she had grabbed the child and made no move to help him, but he choose not to say anything about that.

"Jaki yanked me over backwards." He grumbled, rubbing at the base of his sore neck. He was sure that the brat had yanked out half his hair.

Tenten tuned to Jaki with a stern look, removing the glasses from his hands. "Jaki…"

"I did not! He was leaning back in his chair and tipped over! I didn't do anything, I swear!" he cried, his eyes tearing up.

Tenten turned back to Neji, tossing his glasses into his lap. "Really Neji? Were you really going to blame your mistake on Jaki? He's far too sweet to do something like that anyways."

"What?"

"Neji stop being a child." Tenten chided, striding out of the room. "Mabui, Jaki, lets head to the game room. You guys can run around in there."

Neji watched her go, irritated that she had yelled at him in front of children. Mabui scampered after her, stopping only to wave.

"Bu-bye Unnka Neji! Come pway weel soon, otay?"

She ran out of the room, leaving Jaki standing in the doorway. The cheeky brat smirked, and stuck out his tongue before disappearing around the doorframe to catch up with Tenten. Neji could feel his blood pressure rising. There was a reason he hated children so much; he always got stuck with brats like that.

Kodawari bowed his head in respect as he entered the dimly lit room. Yuuku, following right behind him, huffed in irritation, but nodded.

"You've returned sooner than expected. Has old man Konsetsu made a move already?"

Kodawari raised his head to look at the man draped in shadows. "We're not entirely sure. He has guests, a man and a woman. We didn't see them arrive, but the man looks as though he might be blind."

"And you thought they might be ninja in disguise?"

"We weren't sure. It would appear so, but we leave the thinking up to you."

"Wisely said. Return to your posts, and observe them. We will make our move soon enough. And if they are ninja, we'll be ready for them."

Kodawari bowed deeply. "Yes Master Satsujin."

AN: And the plot thickens! *Chuckles* Isn't Jaki such an adorable little brat? I had so much fun writing for him in this chapter. Should be more fun to continue with this now.

And cause I have been, Random Fun Facts! Akachan, the name of the smallest girl, means baby, an easy way to remember that she's the youngest. Mabui, the middle child, means cute. You'll find out why that is later. And Jaki, that lovable little scamp, means imp, cause he's just such a brat! And last but not least, Satsujin. Satsujin means murder. Not a hard to understand why….