"Daddy, make Hayate stop touching me!" Akane whined while scootching away as far as possible from her out stretched brother. She adjusted her seat belt and glared at her smirking brother.

"Akane, please, your father is driving" Maka said craning her neck to watch her child.

Akane curled up and put her feet on the car seat, glaring at him once again. 'Why do mom and dad like Hayate better than me? He's nothing special. I was here first anyway.' She thought, watching him adjust his headphones. The rock music was blaring from his mp3 player. Akane rolled her eyes and looked away. 'I guess I am acting a little childish for a 16 year old. He is only 13.' She buried her nose back into her book.

Hayate stretched his neck to see what she was reading, and lifted off his ear phones. "Shakespeare huh?" He said with a smirk.

"Yea, you have a problem with him?" Akane said with a narrow of her eyes.

He scoffed. "Why the hell would I have a problem with a stupid dead guy?"

Maka turned her head to look at him. "You want to repeat that?" She said while holding up a book.

Hayate flinched and looked out the window. "No."

"No what?" Maka said holding her book up higher.

He slumped down and crossed his arms. "No ma'am."

She put down her book and turned back around. "Now you stop fooling around."

Akane smiled and raised an eyebrow, and went back to reading her book.

Hayate huffed. He made faces at Akane by stretching out his mouth, baring his sharp teeth at her and smushing his cheeks together, then stretching his eyes into slits.

Akane looked at him with unamused eyes. "Stop acting like a 3 year old! Dad, are we there yet?!"

Soul sighed. "For the thirteenth time. No. We've only been driving for 20 minutes! We still have 5 more hours!"

Akane slumped down. She turned her head to her brother, looking at her with his tongue stuck out. She sighed and looked away, out the window. "Why are we going to 'Death City' anyway?" She said looking out at the cobble streets and big buildings.

"They've already told us, like, ten billion times Akane. Are you deaf?" Hayate said with another one of his smirks. "You kids are going to the DWMA in Death City to find out whether you guys are weapons or Meister's." Hayate said, mocking his father in a low, stupid voice. "Well, I know I'm already a weapon, I'm gonna be cool like dad." He said, using his arms as a pillow as he put it behind his head.

Akane rolled her eyes. "As if your ever going to be as awesome as dad. Let alone being as awesome as mom!"

Hayate pouted. "Speak for yourself, I will be the best and coolest Evans in the whole world! Not someone stupid like you."

Akane had enough. She lashed out and pounded him hard on the shoulder. Really hard.

"Owwww!" Hayate yelled, rubbing his arm. "What the hell was that for?!"

Akane felt pleased finally. She's at back and crossed his arms, watching mom yell at Hayate for both cussing and insulting his sister, and that if he didn't say those rude things, he wouldn't of got what was coming to him. Hayate sat back and glared at his sister.

"What do you have to say to Akane? No, to everyone?!" Maka barked at him.

Hayate hung his head. "I'm sorry.. That I have such a restarted sister!" He screamed, laughing his head off.

Maka sighed and looked at her daughter. "Sometimes, I swear, he was raised by a group of monkeys."

Akane nodded her head. "True that." She said rolling down her window. She stuck her head out and enjoyed the cool nighttime air running through her hair. She shook her head hearing her brother still laughing. This is going to be a loooong night.