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I walked out of the gates just as the sun was setting. I ended up staying with Matsumoto to whole day to work on the paper work together, that way she wasn't alone, and I knew how much work there actually was to do. I mean, what has gotten into her? Not letting me do my work. I smiled and shook my head.

Always trying too hard to make me relax.

The only time I really relaxed was when everything was the same. I relished in the thought of not having to change everything at one time. And the only other time I had relaxed was with Gran and . . . Akira.

Ah! I swear am forcing this girl into my life! She is even in my thoughts! That girl would be the end of me.

I forced myself to think about something else, anything else. What happened to me? I used to be ice cold and calm. Then a girl comes along and . . . I melted . . . Shit! I melted! The Ice Captain melted. No. I refused to. No one could do that. I was born cold, cold as ice, and that's whom I had always lived as. A cold person. A frozen heart. A lonely life.

Hah! I scoffed out loud. Great I was literally losing my whole life plan because of a simple girl. A simple . . . amazing, and sweet girl. I let out a long jagged breath and pinched the bridge of my nose, eyes closed. I'm sure I looked strange, standing in the street, holding my nose, and breathing deeply, but I just couldn't bring myself to care.

I stood there for a few moments, clearing my head, until I flash stepped home. I thought would be easier to think in my own house, until I realized that Akira was only a moment's walk away. I sighed and yanked open my door.

This vacation was not good for me.

That's it. All I need was some watermelon. My watermelon vacation, that's what this was. I walked to my kitchen and opened my food/ watermelon cabinet. And just with my luck . . . empty.

This was seriously awful. I shook my head and continued onto my living room. I felt tired. Tired of vacation. Tired of not having work. Tired of not knowing what the heck I was to be doing. Tired of not having watermelon. So I did the only rational thing at that moment. I lay on the couch and closed my eyes.

" . . . rou . . . shirou . . . Toshirou." I opened my eyes with a jolt.

"Yes!" I yelled automatically, jolting up and propping my self up with my hands. I was then blessed with the most adorable giggle. I turned my head to see the blue eyes that were haunting my dreams. Her pale and rainbow hair was in a messy bun atop her head, letting me know she didn't think much about her own appearance.

"Well it's about time!" she laughed. Have I mentioned how non-evil yet evil this girl is?

"Wow. I normally don't sleep through anything." I murmured.

"Well maybe I am something you can relax about. Though I don't see why. I hate my voice." How in God's all glorious name could this girl even say that?

"I like it." I blurted out. She blinked then smiled at me.

"Thanks. I brought you something to start your day off right." She winked. That's when I noticed what she was holding. In her hands was a tray with watermelon covering every inch. She grew, cut, and served me watermelon. God bless her.

I felt like screaming, in joy.

"I have a question first." I responded.

"Yeah?" she raised an eyebrow.

"Have you fed your family yet?" I raised my eyebrow as well.

"Well . . . no." she said in a confused tone.

"Then I don't want it. Give it to Kenaka or someone else in your family." I let my Captain voice come out. Yet her reaction was not what normally happed when I used that tone.

"Right now you are part of my family. And yes I can choose who is in it. It doesn't matter if you feel the same way. I can treat you how I see fit and since you have given so much to my family I can count you a-a part of it." She stumbled to get the words out, her jaw locked and she glared at the floor. She didn't sound angry . . . just frustrated. And it was so cute.

I held down my laughter.

"Well in my opinion I haven't earned that right." I smiled. But I would love to be part of your family and I love you and everybody in it. Her eyes stared into mine. I looked into her blue eyes trying to see what she was thinking. Just to get a hint from her.

Then the door opened.

"Okay, love birds! I am tired of waiting outside! Hurry up and get the Shorty, Akira! He is an amazing cook like you! Lets get breakfast going then you guys can stare at each other all you want." Kohaku leaned against the doorframe, smirk on her face. I caught Shuuhei behind her. Always together.

Akira turned red, really red, shocking me. Even red she was beautiful.

"Ah well yes. I mean no!" Akira shook her head. "Toushirou doesn't have to cook! I mean if-if you want to that okay." She rambled. I smiled.

"I guess if I cook I can earn the watermelon." I grabbed the tray out of her hand and set in on the side table, taking a piece from it and walking off. I turned back to look at her. "If you could wait, I will get dressed." She nodded slowly, eyes wide.

APOV

I watched him walk off. This was the first time I had really been in his house. Well I have been but I didn't look around too much. There were trinkets all over the place that I had noticed last time. I looked around, taking in every detail. It didn't really seem like Toushirou's style. It was so bright, so open.

"I knew it. You like him." I heard Kohaku speak up. I jumped, totally forgetting she was there.

"Do not!" I said automatically. Instantly I felt a sharp pain, disagreeing with my words. "He is just really nice. And he has done so much for me-us! I mean he has done so much for us! Ah! Kohaku don't say anything!" I pointed at her in a threatening manner. She laughed.

"Never thought you would ever find anybody. You're so selfless." She winked. "Shuuhei go home. I'll be there soon." Shuuhei left without question.

"Am not! I am selfish, and evil, and rude, and-and-!" I searched for words bad enough. Kohaku's smile faded and she sighed. Her footsteps padded over to me slowly. She sat down onto the couch where that guy was just moments before, and wrapped her arm around me.

"Sweetie, it is not selfish to want things. It's not selfish to want to be with someone. Its not selfish to love someone." She rubbed her hand into my shoulder. I listened to her words with sadness. I couldn't have him though. He was perfect. He was way beyond me. Even if I spent my whole existence trying to do good deeds it would never make me in the same league as him. He was kind and beautiful.

"I am not good enough." I raised my head to her. "I know my place. That's one of the only things I do know. And he is way beyond it." She gasped and glared at me.

"You are so full of crap." She raised her hand and flicked my forehead.

"What? How so?" I rubbed my forehead with a grimace.

"I'm talking about how blind you are." She tilted her head and rose and eyebrow. "You help tons of people. You give them shelter, food, and a warm night. And you give them love. You love every single one of them and they all love you so much in return. You deserve so much. And that you can't see that is just plain beyond blind."

I stared at her in shock.

"I am not blind. I'm just . . . realistic?" My words came out as a question. She laughed humorlessly.

"Realistic? Really?" she scoffed.

"Yes! I am! I know what I can and can't have and I don't let that mess up my life." I nodded to myself and held my head up proudly.

Then I was slammed into, making me crush into the ground. I let out a squeal of shock and tried to get back up. When my attempt failed I looked up only to find Kohaku sitting on my waist. She had her hands on my shoulders, holding me down, and her knees touching the ground on either side of my stomach.

"Have a little more faith, girly!" she winked at me.

"Ow!" was my only reply.

Then we were both laughing. She rolled off me and we both continued in fits of giggles. Don't ask me why we were laughing, because I couldn't tell you, but we were. It must have been our expressions. I clutched my side willing the hitch to go away but grew worse with every sound that came out. Tears flowed down my face and the fits continued.

"Looks like I missed something." Chuckled the very voice that had been in my dreams the past month. I knew I should stop and stand to welcome him back in but the very sound of his voice seemed to bring back the impossibility that I could end up with such a god. The thought was so funny I fell into a whole new fit, Kohaku following suit.

"Yep I definitely missed something . . . didn't I?" he repeated. Why couldn't I stop laughing?

"Oh . . . my . . . God!" Kohaku breathed between giggles. "Just . . . stop!" We continued to laugh until we calmed down. Toushirou remained quiet, giving us time. When we were done and panting on the floor he spoke again.

"You done?"

We laughed for another ten minutes. I decided to walk outside so I could get some air into my brain. I breathed in and out slowly. The smile seemed to be stuck to my face. My side burned terribly but I loved it.

"That was awesome." Kohaku stumbled out the door to meet me. "Who knew the little gentleman could be so funny?" she nudged me. I let out a short laugh.

"He didn't do anything! That's what's funny!" I smiled back.

"Well I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks so." Toushirou's deep voice spoke from behind us. I turned to see him leaning against the doorway. "I thought maybe there was something on my face that kept you going but now that I know it wasn't me I guess I can relax." He smiled at me gently. I cursed the shock that ran through my body. "I was going to give you ladies some alone time but I was scared I would find you the same state again."

"Yeah your probably right!" Kohaku smiled. How could she talk to him so easily? Did she not get lost in those iced blue eyes?

"So I'm sure you girls you want something to drink after all that work?" Toushirou said calmly as he walked inside. Kohaku pushed me in the door, too fast for my taste, and I slapped her hands. She laughed at my blush.

"Water okay?" Toushirou asked over his shoulder.

"That's great." I squeaked out.

I will never survive this.

TPOV

I grabbed the glasses and filled them quickly. I was sure that the girls were thirsty. I never laughed like that before but it sounded painful. But I was glad I saw it. Akira's face was amazingly bright when she was laughing. I hid my smile by looking down at the sink.

I turned around to see them both pushing each other in the doorway to the kitchen. I raised an eyebrow, both glasses in hand. Kohaku slid part of her long brown hair out of her face and behind her ear. She grabbed one of the glasses and downed it in no time at all, and no breath needed.

"More please." She smiled. I felt a tiny smile react to hers. I filled the glass again and put in her thin hand.

"Thank you." Akira blushed as she lifted her glass from my fingers. During that moment her soft small fingers brushed against mine. An electric shock ran through my body at the small touch. "Sorry." She whispered, her face even more red. I felt my own small blush touch.

"No problem." I whispered back. I meant for my voice to come out stronger. I cursed myself.

I watched Akira sip on the water eagerly. She had strands of hair in her face. My hand itched to reach up and pull the strands out of my view but I knew I didn't have enough control to stop there if I did. I had to be careful. I didn't want to scare her away. Though that may be better for her.

"Can you guys cook breakfast now?" Kohaku brought me out of my bubble. I welcomed the distraction eagerly.

"Akira?" I asked her.

"Huh? Oh! Yes we can go over there now. If that's okay with you. Are you done getting ready?" she added hastily.

"Yes. Shall we go then?" We headed outside to the house next door.

When we walked in everyone was waiting in the living room. Kenaka was sleeping on Kanda's shoulder. His drool slowly wetting the fabric. Ateko and Kyo were so close together it was hard to see what belonged to whom. Aya was sitting in between the twins, giving them each a hand. Usui was sitting with Taka at his feet, head resting on his knees, most likely asleep. The rest of the girls were snuggled together in various places.

Kohaku ran over to Shuuhei, who was sitting on the loveseat in front of the television. She jumped straight into his lap and nuzzled into him. His face went from shock to pure joy.

"Mornin' Whites." Ateko winked and smiled at me wildly. Kyo gave me a peace sign and wrapped it back around Ateko.

"Hey! Whites here!" Usui yelled loudly in shock. Taka, who was sleeping on his lap, raised his head and looked around.

"Hey handsome!" Taka waved sleepily.

"Leave him alone you disgusting creature." Usui lifted his knee and it connected hard into the gay guy's face.

"Hello, Toushirou." Aya said sweetly. The twins both nodded at the same time. Hanna and Lanna refused to let go of Aya's hands.

"We'll be in the kitchen." Akira said over all the voices. She waved at me to follow her. I did eagerly.

"Eggs are fine?" I asked as I looked in the fridge.

"Sounds good to me. How many are there?" I counted the boxes.

"Three dozen. And two packs of sausage." I called from the inside of the machine.

"Hmm that may be enough." She said slowly. Maybe? Really? How much did these people eat?

"Okay." I got all of the stuff out. She got the pans and some biscuits going. And we began to cook.

I cracked the eggs into a bowl. Akira seemed to be impressed at me only using one hand so I used a whole dozen to try to teach her. She really didn't get it. We laughed a bit as she tried one last time then I took over again. I saved the eggs by getting the shells out with my fork. She was a pro at the bread though. She kneaded by hand and rolled the pieces perfectly. She left me in the dust.

Yet again the time was passing too quickly. So I decided to use my time to learn. Learn about her.

"Do you oppose twenty questions?" I asked as I cut the sausage.

"Not at all. What's your rules?" she asked as she checked the oven.

"I ask. You ask. Repeat. But you can't use my question until you ask two others. Same for me." I made up the rules quickly.

"Okay. You go first." She smiled up at me.

"What's your favorite color?" I asked. Its good to be safe.

"I would have to say rainbow." She laughed at the simplicity of the question.

"Rainbow isn't a color. It's a load of colors." I raised an eyebrow in her direction.

"So then that's my answer. I like the 'load of colors' that fall under the name of rainbow." She smiled.

"Fine. I wont fight you on this one. Your turn."

"What's your favorite animal?" she questioned.

"Dragon." I blurted out without a second thought. She laughed at the shock on my face.

" That's not what I expected!" she smiled. "I like those too. Your turn."

"Why are there so many colors in your hair? I mean I now know you like rainbow but there are so many." I teased.

"I have a color for every person in my family." She smiled at me proudly. She puffed out her chest. "They each get a color of their choice and they can choose the spot."

I flipped the sausage. That was interesting. I would have never guessed. I looked at her hair with more interest than before.

"What's the orange for?" I asked.

"I thought it was my turn." She wiggled her eyebrows at me.

" Just answer the question." I mumbled. She laughed.

"The orange is for someone who is not here. He only comes every once in awhile. But I haven't seen him because we moved. I'm sure that he doesn't know where we live or he would have come by. So I always have an eye out for him when I'm out and about." She smiled tenderly in thought.

"The green?" I asked.

"Which one? I have dark green and lime green." She held up the strands without even needing a mirror.

"Both." I asked, intrigued.

"The dark green is for Aya. She is our nature person. She is our best gardener. The lime green is for Kyo. Cause y'know, his hair is green." She pulled the rolls out of the oven.

"The dark blue?"

"Its for Taka. He has always had those markings under his eyes that are dark blue. And it looks good on him!" she nodded happily to herself. I watched her unyieldingly.

"Red?" I asked, half wanting to know, half just wanting her to talk.

"That's for Saya. She has always loved red. I'm sure soon I'm going to have to add another shade of red for Renji. They have been together so long. I'm just waiting for him to propose. I'm sure she is too!"

"Purple?"

"Ateko. She is very purple. A bubbly personality."

"Pink?"

"Oh. I've got two of those too. Hot pink and baby pink. They are for the twins. They chose those colors themselves because they begged for them. I said yes of course."

Of course, cause your unbelievably kind and always have something that people need.

"White?" I asked. I didn't even notice it before. Her hair was a very light shade of yellow but there was one white strand that stood out.

"That's Kohaku. She is an open canvas. There is no color for her just yet. She can be whomever she wants. Freedom is her gift." She spoke so sweetly I almost felt hurt. This girl gave so much away but she expected nothing in return.

"Black?"

"Kanda. He is very much everything. That's why he's black. He keeps it all blended in though. Just like the color. On the surface its kinda hard to approach but under all of it there is a rainbow." She talked with the smile tracing her face the entire time.

"What color would I be?" I asked before I could stop myself. I said it in such a whisper I half hoped she wouldn't hear it. But she answered with the same far off expression in her eyes, not looking at me.

"Ice blue. The prettiest color in the world." The color of my heart that just melted.