So here it is, the second chappie^_^ enjoy...!

Disclaimer: I said it before and I'll say it again -_- I don't own anything!! Well, except this fanfic and Aoshi's butler outfit. I just hate his trench coat =^_^=

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"Misao-san, wake up..."

"Hmmmm..." Misao moaned, not quite awake, trying to identify the whispering voice. She opened one eye... maybe she would be able to see something... it was Aoshi... oh well... wait a minute...AOSHI?

"AHHHHHHHH Aoshi-san!!! Gomen ne..."

But he was already leaving the room. With his back turned, he only said:

"Dinner is served."

Misao sighed, slowly drowning in her own unhappiness.

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"Finally Misao! How much more time were you planning to take?" Okina scolded.

Misao sat down without saying a word. She knew too well that when her father was like this one single word from her could be her death.

Dinner went quietly as usual. Misao stared at her plate the whole time, occasionaly shooting a glare at Aoshi ao that, in case he looked at her, he would know that she was immensely displeased that he had ignored her just some minutes earlier. Of course none of that happened: Aoshi seemed too interested in looking at his shoes rather than looking at her.

Suddenly Okina spat a huge amount of the strawberry cheesecake they were having for dessert.

"What is this?!" he shrieked like a madman.

Aoshi cleared his throat.

"Strawberry cheesecake, Sir." he said, sarcastically.

"I KNOW THAT YOU MORON! CALL THE COOK IMMEDIATELY!"

Aoshi did so. A few minutes later the cook came. His name, Misao recalled, was Dante Sparda. He was the kind of cook that, when he was not cooking a meal for them, he would be reading numerous cook books he kept hidden under the sink (Kaoru had told her this).

"Yes sir?" Dante bowed slightly before Okina.

"Why the... why are you so calm?!"

Dante blinked. Misao could tell that Okina had been about to say 'why the hell', but his so called "nobility" had prevented him from doing so.

"I am calm because I don't know what the problem is" Dante said with a smirk, quite matter-of-factly as if he were teaching some retarded kid.

Okina was about to blow up; Misao too, but in her case blow up from trying not to laugh.

"I'll tell you what the problem is! Here I was, eating MY cheesecake" Okina yelled, looking like he was about to die from a heart attack. "when I chew on something that almost broke my teeth! Do you know what it was?"

"Obviously" Dante said, flipping his hair back. "no."

"A tooth! It was a tooth! Now how do you explain this?!"

"Quite easily, actually. Kaoru and Yahiko have been fighting in the kitchen...again. So that tooth... must be Yahiko's."

Yes, fighting with Dante was always hard and useless. With no arguments left Okina motioned for him to leave and then headed upstairs himself, not even wishing goodnight to his daughter. Misao just sighed: that would have been a lot more traumatic if she weren't too used to this.

Before she left the table the doorbell rang. Misao got all hyper knowing that it must be her guests but tried to keep a certain level, so she let Aoshi answer the door ('After all, it's his job' she thought bitterly) instead of running and do it herself as she wanted.

So, she just stood by the dinner table and waited until they all came in, led by the butler (A.N.: Gomen ne, I'm just having fun calling Aoshi 'butler' =^_^= hehe).

"Good!" Misao said, clapping her hands together. "You're all here."

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