Something a little more serious. It can't always be happy, not even in a family.

Yomikawa was shaking her head at the mess the children had left behind. Books and paper was lying around. Someone had taken notes on the paper, someone else had drawn flowers below. She smiled and picked the paper up. This was almost like a real family. It didn't matter that they weren't related by blood. The note had two different handwritings on it. One of them was neat and easy to read, the other was neat too, but someone had decorated the kanji. That could only be Last Order's handwriting then.

Laughing silently she put the paper on the coffee table and began to clean up. She found a few more notes, some of them in books acting as bookmarks so she put those books on the table as well. The notes were random and didn't make sense to her, but maybe that was Last Order's way of how to research. She could have used the network for it, but it seemed that she didn't want the other SISTERs to know.

The other handwriting appeared on different notes. Only the most important information was written down, sometimes words were circled, others underlined. Yomikawa but those to the other notes, surprised that she then found books that didn't belong to her. They were new, recently bought. There was a picture book, a thick book about fairytales and one about dreams and nightmares. She also found a new toy frog on top of a DVD case. This one was new too.

"Beauty and the beast?" Yomikawa read aloud.

She knew that Last Order liked fairytales and wouldn't hesitate to retell it in a different way when she wasn't satisfied with how the story went. She had done so with 'The ugly Duckling', and with a few other fairytales. The girl seemed to subconsciously know what was right and what was not.

When she put the last few books away a scream rang through the apartment. She frowned and put the book on top of the shelf. It had been a male voice and the only male person in this apartment was still asleep. It had gotten silent again as well, but the tall woman decided to take a look. Who knew what could have happened. It wasn't like the teen to scream out of nowhere. He often shouted when he was angry, but that scream was different. It had sounded pained, maybe frightened.

When he didn't reply to the knocking on his door, Yomikawa silently opened the door and stuck her head in. A pillow flew in her direction.

"Get out!" the teen growled at her.

Something about his voice made the woman frown. It was trembling. She caught the pillow and entered the room. In response the white haired teen turned away from her.

"Get out!" he repeated.

"You can't expect me to leave like that without knowing what happened."

"Nothing happened!"

By now she knew when he lied. It had taken a bit of practice, but now she immediately realized when he wasn't telling the truth. She thought that it was necessary to know when he lied. After all, he had that talent of getting into trouble without even wanting it, because he was the strongest Level 5.

"I know you don't like to burden others with your problems, but in a family everyone supports everyone, no matter the problems." She tried to explain while she sat down on the bed.

"Family, huh?" He scoffed.

"This is like a family."

"I wouldn't know." He muttered.

Yomikawa smiled sadly. "I don't know either."

Silence engulfed them for a while, neither of them moving or saying anything until Accelerator dared to speak.

"You would probably be the mother."

A wide smile appeared on the woman's face when she heard that. It made her proud. "What would you be then?" She asked.

He went silent for a long time, before he finally answered. "Everything I get involved in gets destroyed sooner or later, someone like that doesn't belong in a family."

"Nonsense." Yomikawa replied and turned towards him. "You're doing a good job of being a brat that just hit puberty." She laughed.

He glared at her. "That's not what I want!"

"You want a place in a family, isn't that right?"

His silence gave her the answer. "I'd say you're like a father for the girls." She moved her arms around him to give him a light hug. "And something similar to a son to me."

He froze.

"Don't say things you don't mean."

"Have I ever lied to you?"