"Do you know what you did wrong?" Maphisto asks in a stern voice.

"Kind of,"

"Well explain to me what you think you did wrong,"

"I got angry and almost hurt you,"

"That's not the problem here," Maphisto raises his voice slightly causing Yakria to flinch, "You snuck out of the house, you called hundreds into MY yard, you almost got yourself killed, AND you almost hurt all four of us!" By the end Maphisto is yelling at Yakria who starts to cry looking to Amiamon for comfort but reseaving none, "Do you understand NOW what you did wrong?" He yells getting louder as the realization sets into his mind that he almost not only lost his own life and the other three but his beloved neice as well.

"Brother, I think that is enough," Amiamon says softly giving into Yakria who is full on sobbing as he smooths her hair down her back.

"Yah, your right," Maphisto says calmy, now feeling exhausted by everything, "Your father wants to talk to you, but we can wait until morning to do that," Maphisto stands up then crawls into bed, turns out the light and falls asleep leaving Amiamon to care for Yakria, getting her tucked back into bed and soothing her crying until she to falls sleep.

Her power is awakening Amiamon thinks as he drifts off to sleep dreaming about giant lolly pops.

A loud growling sound wakes Yakria as she feels the loss of heat from her two uncles. She slowly opens her eyes peeling apart the dry tears and sleep to see Kuro sitting on her chest purring loudly, "Good morning, Princess," He says happily to her as she hears birds chirpping and students rushing around outside.

"Morning," Yakria pulls the covers back, shimmys herself to the floor, holding onto the bed so she doesn't fall then makes her way to the door. Opening the door, she see's the office is empty. Fear sets into her heart as thoughts rush through her mind. They all left me because I was a bad girl last night. They don't love me any more! Tears quickly fall from her eyes as she curls into a ball and begins to sob on the floor. Kuro walks up behind her not knowing why she is crying

"Princess?" He asks putting a small paw on her back, "Why are you crying?"

"Everyone is gone! They left me all alone because they don't love me any more!" She screams, her sobs becoming harder as she starts to cough.

Shura walks down the hall way to Maphisto's office to make sure he hasn't done anything stupid while she was on her date with a cold glass of beer last night. As she nears the door she hears sobbing and begins to rush. She slams the door open to see the little girl from the day before in a small night gown on the floor weeping.

"Hay kid, whats wrong?" Shura asks walking up, ready for anything the girl would throw at her.

"I don't know where my Uncie Maphie is and I'm all alone and I'm scared!" She sobbs looking up at Shura who stands with her hand on her hip and an annoyed expression on her face.

"Well, come on then, we can go look for him together," Yakria nods her head, calming down a bit, stands and walks over to Shura who holds her hand down for Yakria to hold, "Alright, let me think for a bit here on where he might have disappeard to," After about two minutes Shura can't think of one place, but she gets an idea to dump her on Yukio. A large smile adorns her face as she begins walking, Yakria following beside her quietly. He should be in his advanced math class right now. She thinks as they begin to leave the building, only to have Yakria stop in her tracks, "What's wrong now kid?"

"It's too bright," Yakria wines.

"You want to find your uncle, right?" Yakria nods her head, "Then suck it up and lets move," Slowly Yakria obays and they make their way across campus to the advanced wing.

As they make their way into the building, Yakria thankful for the lack of sunlight, a loud, demonic growling is heard. Shura stops in her tracks, ready to draw her sword. It comes again and she looks down at Yakria holding her stomach, "Is that you?" Yakria nods looking up at Shura with her bright, crystal blue eyes, "Are you hungry?" She nods again, "I'm sure Yukio will get you something to eat," They keep walking, the growling getting louder every couple of steps.

Finally after what seems like forever to Yakria, Shura comes to a door and slams it open making the whole class jump, "Hay, four eyed chicken!" She yells causing the class to look at the barly dressed woman with a mixture of fear and confusion, "I got a hungry present for you," Yakria walks in, still holding Shura's hand and immiditaly see's Yukio. She lets go of Shura and runs as fast as she can to Yukio who is in the first row of desks. The class watches as she makes her way to him.

"Shura, what the hell are you doing here?" Yukio yells as Yakria beems up at him, happy to have one of her uncles back.

"I went looking for the head master, but found her crying on the floor instead," With that being said, she turns and leaves, closing the door behind her.

"Uncie Yuki!" Yakrai holds her hands up to him to be picked up.

"Mr. Okumroa, what is the meaning of this intruption?" An older man with a graying mustach and bald head asks sternly.

"I'm sorry sir, I wasn't aware of this myself," Yukio retorts sheepishly as Yakria looks at the older man and back at Yukio.

"Take care of it,"

"Yes sir." Yukio is about to get up and leave with Yakria when he stops suddenly, "Yakria, you like math, right?"

"Mhm!" She beems up at him.

"Sir, would it be alright if she sits in class. I sware she won't make a fuss,"

The man thinks for a moment, "Fine, but the first distrubance, both of you are out,"

"Thank you sir," Yukio sit's back down with Yakria in his lap. He gives her his pencil and a blank note book paper. He looks around slightly to notice his classmates stairing at him and whispering.

"Alright, settle down," He turns back to the chalk board, he begins writing a problem on the board; 4(4x)+2(x)=72

16x+2x=72

18x=72

x=?

"What is the answer?" He asks turning back to the class.

Yakria looks up from her crude drawing of a rabbit.

"Uncie, Yuki, I know the answer," She pulls on his tie.

"Your not serious," He whispers back, "Raise your hand and wait to be called on," She puts her small hand in the air and waits.

"Okumoria, what did I say?" The teacher asks exasperated.

"She thinks she knows the answer," Yukio responds, hoping he isn't making a fool out of himself.

"Fine, what's the answer little girl?"

"The answer is four," Yakria beems happily bouncing proud of herself.

"Mr. Okumora, that is enough, out!"

"That's not fair," A girl in the back row speeks up, "She got the answer right, so why kick them out?"

"Why are you standing up for them?" A boy in the front row asks.

"Why not just see if she guessed it, give her another question!" Another boy yells over the bickering in the room.

"That is enough!" The teacher booms, "I will give her another question, but if she get's it wrong, both of them get kicked out and Yukio get's detention after school," This silences the class quickly, "Alright, little girl,"

"Yakria, mister,"

"Ok, Yakria, here is your next question," He turns back to the board and begins scribbling again. Yukio looks down to see Yakria stairing, anilizing every movment of the teacher as he writes the long equation.

1/40+1/60=1/x

x120=x120

120/40+120/60=120/x

5=120/x

5x=120/x

"What does x equal?" The teacher turns around his glasses gleaming in the florecent balbs.

Yakria sits still, not even breathing. He can almost hear the gears moving in her head.

"I'm waiting," The teacher pries tossing the chalk up in the air and chatching it again.

The class is completly silent, not even a breath is heard.

"The answer is 24," Yakria says proudly.

"How is that possible?" The teacher drops the chalk the class gasps as it hits the ground, "How old are you?"

"She's five," Yukio says quickly.

"Five?" The class yells in unison.

A quiet knock on the door causes every one to turn, "Excuse the intrution, but I'm looking for a little girl," Maphisto says opening the door.

Yakria gasps loudly and wiggles down off of Yukio's lap begins running, turns around, grabs the picture then runs back to Maphisto who holds his arms open.

"I have been looking for you everywhere!" He scolds lightly as Yakria bounds into Maphisto arms. He picks her up and puts her on his elbow.

"Look, I made a bunny," She giggles as Maphisto fakes astonishment.

"Wow, look at that, the next famous artist," He chuckles and takes the picture, "Now, you need to talk to your father before he kills me," He hands Yakria the phone, already ringing.

"This is Hanar,"

"Hi Daddy!" Yakria says loudly happily bouncing on Maphisto's hip as he turns to leave the class room.

"Hi there my little bundle of joy, how are you feeling?" Yakria hears yelling, screaming and cursing, "Would you people be quiet for five mintues? I'm having a convorsation with my daughter!" He yells putting his hand on the phone.

"I'm ok, I had lots of fun yesterday! Uncie Ahma took me to the zoo and I got to meet a bunny! I learned the happy bunny hop!"

"Put it on speaker!" Some one screams at the top of their lungs.

"For the love of..." Hanar puts the phone on speaker and everything is silent.

"So he took you to the zoo, huh?"

"Ya! Daddy I want a bunny,"

"Um...Hanar, I alrady discussed this with her, she doesn't get a rabbit," Maphisto says into the phone as he walks toward the twin's dorm.

"Your uncle is right, no bunnys,"

"Oh, ok." There is a long pause as Yakria begins to trace the patterns on Maphisto's hat as he carries her down the halls of the school, "I miss you Daddy," She finally says sadly.

"I miss you to huny," Hanar says with a small pang of hurt in his heart, "I love you so much though,"

"I love you more, Daddy," Yakria smiles.

"Oh, I have a secret to tell you, Daddy,"

"Oh? What's that?"

"I love you the most," Yakria giggles into the phone beating her father to the punch.

"You little stinker!" He frams anger as a large smile adorns his face showing off his fangs to the coucle, "Alright, I have to let you go now, Yakria. I love you with all my heart, you be good for your uncles. Can you do that?"

"Yes, Daddy,"

"Alright, have a good day, bye-bye," With that Hanar hangs up the phone and shoves it back into his pocket.

"Alright, back to business,"