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"A-Azusa N-Nii-sama..." she stuttered out in a trembling voice, a single tear slipping down her cheek and she squeezed her eyes shut tightly.

"Chizuru-chan!" called out someone as they rushed over to her.

She looked up with wide eyes and exclaimed, "A-Azu-!" but she cut short when she saw who had come for her. It wasn't Azusa, it was Natsume. Her face dropped as soon as she saw him, and she tried to hold back the tears that wanted to spill out now more than ever.

"Chizuru-chan, are you okay?" he asked worriedly, bending down to her. She whimpered, and for a minute everything was silent until she did something completely unexpected.

"N-Natsu-nii!" she cried out, throwing herself at him which caused him to fall on his behind. She hugged him tightly, sobbing into his broad chest.

"Ch-Chizuru-chan…?" he questioned in confusion, lightly holding her. They were getting some unwanted stares, but Natsume was more concerned about Chizuru at the moment. But she didn't answer him. She just kept sobbing and sobbing, clinging to him tightly.

He sat there awkwardly for a moment, until he sighed softly and soothingly rubbed her back.

"Chizuru-chan, everything is going to be okay, I promise, everything will be fine," he cooed softly and continued to rub her back. He kept whispering comforting things in her ear until she finally calmed down.

"See? I told you everything would be okay," he said with a small smile. She then slowly raised her head, looking up at him with her shining crystal blue eyes. Her face was tear stained, her lips partially open as she leaned her head in closer to his own.

"Ch-Chizuru-chan," Natsume stuttered out, becoming flustered.

"Nat-" whispered Chizuru until she was abruptly cut off.

"Th-Tha complete idiot! I'm going to rip that bloody monks head off," mumbled Kasumi as she was walking towards the vacation home. Her hands were shaking slightly and she huffed out in frustration. Why was all of this getting to her so much?

"Gah!" She screamed out, plopping down in front of a large tree, propping herself against the trunk. She closed her eyes, trying to sort out her thoughts.

"At least no one saw..." she said to herself with a small sigh, but little did she know someone had saw. And someone was lurking around her at that very moment. They were mad. You could even say furious. When she got back to the vacation house, she changed out of her kimono into an oversized button up pj shirt and plopped into her bed.

"I hope this was some kind of twisted nightmare…" she mumbled to herself, slowly dozing off.

Meanwhile, Masha and everyone were having a blast. They had played games, bought souvenirs, and ate a ton of delicious food. But Iori had never returned, and it had been well over two hours by now.

"U-Um… I'm a little worried about Iori-san still…" said Masha worriedly.

"Maybe we should split up and look for him…?" suggested Masaomi, and everyone else agreed.

"Alright so Masha and I will go check back at the vacation," said Kaoru as he and Masha headed off and the rest of the group split up to go look for him.

"I wonder what he could have gotten himself into…" pondered Kaoru as they walked together.

"I don't know… I hope he is okay…" said Masha with a slight frown on her face. Kaoru looked a little worried about her, so he smiled and gently patted her head.

"I'm sure he is just fine," he reassured in his older brotherly way, and he saw her relax a little.

"Thanks…" she muttered with a small sigh. Suddenly Koru reached into his pocket. Then his other. Then started frantically searching himself.

"K-Kaoru-nii…?" asked Masha, a little confused.

"I-I think I dropped my phone!" shouted Kaoru in a panic, and before Masha could say anything to him he dashed off in the direction they came from to look for his phone.

I'll just go on without him… She thought to herself, sighing softly as she continued to walk towards the vacation house. In about five minutes she arrived, and she sighed in relief.

"Iori-san!" she exclaimed as she rushed up to him, he was standing at the bottom of the stairs outside the house.

"Ah… Masha… Perfect," he said as she approached him with his princely smile, and she tilted her head.

"Were you waiting for me?" she asked in confusion, and she was taken aback when he nodded.

"I've been waiting for you… Because I wanted to give you this," he said as he pulled something out of his back pocket. To Masha's surprise, it was the butterfly hair ornament she had wanted earlier.

"I-I-ori-san…" she started, but he cut her off by stepping closer.

"I had to get this for you. It reminded me of you, you're just like a butterfly, and as beautiful as one as well," he told her, carefully taking the orchid pin out and replacing it with the butterfly one. Her cheeks were on fire as she felt his hand brush her cheek ever so lightly.

Suddenly, he grabbed her tightly, a little too tightly, and whispered in her ear, "But you can't fly away from me butterfly, you're not allowed to."

Her eyes widened as she flinched slightly and stuttered, "I-Iori-san… Y-You're hurting me…"

But instead of letting her go, he only tightened his grip on her small frame, making her wince in pain. Just then, she felt herself being ripped from the bone crushing embrace.

"K-Kaoru-nii!" she gasped, stumbling to the ground. But he wasn't paying any attention to her at the moment. He currently had Iori by the shirt collar, glaring daggers at him.

"What the hell are you doing to my little sister!?" he shouted in Iori's face, but Iori seemed almost unphased.

"She's mine now," he answered simply, which made Kaoru even more mad as he threw him to the ground and Masha teared up.

"I thought I could trust you Iori! I thought you wouldn't touch my sisters! I thought we were friends!" Kaoru shouted at Iori in disgust. He then turned to Masha and roughly picked her up by the arm.

"Go inside. Now," he commanded and she whimpered before rushing inside the house.

"Get near my sister again, and you'll regret it," he threatened to Iori, before turning away and walking inside.

Back with Chizuru…

"Wh-What the heck is going on!?" exclaimed Azusa as he rushed over to the two, and Chizuru's eyes widened.

"A-Azusa… Nii-sama…" she whispered quietly. Suddenly she gasped as she was pulled into the air, being held like a bride by Azusa.

"Don't get so familiar with her Natsume! She's mine to take care of!" he exclaimed as he held her against himself tightly, and Natsume simply sat there in surprise. Before anyone could say anything more, Azusa walked off with Chizuru still in his arms.

She didn't say anything, instead she just rested her head against his broad chest. She was glad he didn't hate her.

"I'll protect you… So don't worry…" he whispered softly, and she just smiled as they continued to walk back to the house.

"I see… So that's how you feel about her Azusa…" said Natsume as he watched the two of them walk off.

It was very late at night by now. Everyone had gotten back and everyone was asleep. Or, almost everyone was. One person had stayed up, waiting for the right time to take out their anger. When they were sure they wouldn't be stopped, they swiftly snuck into Kasumi's room.

"Nee-san…" he whispered under his breath as he climbed on top of her. He stopped for a moment and just stared at her. Her peaceful sleeping face was so... Breathtaking. He shook his head, getting those thoughts out of his head.

"This is what you get… What you deserve for kissing that perverted monk…" he mumbled as he started to unbutton her shirt, leaving it open so her cleavage was exposed. He didn't expect himself to be so hesitant. But after seeing that much already… He didn't know what to do.

Again he shook away those soft thoughts and leaned down to capture her lips in his own, and just as they were about to touch, he heard something that made him freeze.

"F-Fuuto… H-Help…" she whimpered in her sleep. Fuuto scoffed, climbing off of her and sitting on the edge of her bed.

"Why can't I do it..." he grumbled to himself and sighed miserably. Hearing his name come out of her lips, in such a vulnerable tone, was too much for him. He got up and walked towards the door, glancing back at her sleeping figure before he left.

Once he left and shut the door, he sighed and mumbled, "Look what you do to me…"