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"WHAT?!" Bankotsu yelled when Souten had exclaimed what happened. She kept her head down.

"Did you kick ass Souten?" He asked suddenly.

"Yeah. Got 'im good in the face."

"Just like Hiten...."

She beamed at being called 'like Hiten'.

"And Kikyou fixed your nose up as best she could?"

She nodded.

Bankotsu sighed. "Well...speaking of Kikyou she's coming over for her weekly 'I have to make sure your living well' visit...her grandmother works with Social Services and she'll be over here next week to check on you!"

"Alright."

Just then Kikyou walked in, looking basically the same as she had when Souten had seen her that morning but she was wearing casual black pants and a white top. "Hello Bankotsu." She greeted him.

"Kikyou," he said with a nod.

"How are you?" She asked.

"Good. Yourself?"

"Good," she replied. "Can you cook yet or am I making dinner?" she asked with a tolerant smile.

"You're making dinner..." he said, sort've embarrassed.

"I'll help." Suikotsu offered entering the kitchen. Kikyou shooed Souten and Bankotsu from the kitchen and shut all the doors.

"I have a feeling they're not just making dinner." Jakotsu replied as he flipped channels.

"You're not alone on that one." Renkotsu muttered.

Souten decided to play innocent. "What else would they be doing?"

"Eh...we'll tell you when you're older."

"I'm almost a teenager!" She protested.

"Still too young."

"Its probably nothing I haven't seen Hiten do!"

"Uhh.... That's...." Bankotsu started.

"Disturbing." Renkotsu finished.

"But then he locked me out of the room after it went so far...."

"Exactly. So we'll tell you more when you're older."

"Hiten already gave me that talk." She responded. "They wouldn't be doing that would they?! In the KITCHEN?!"

Silence occurred, proving Souten's accusation. "EWWWW!"

"See what I mean? You're too young."

"No...it's just...ew...I mean around food! Though I really doubt they're doing that much...."

"I say we order pizza." Jakotsu offered.

"I can usually hear when Hiten's doing that."

"...Hear...."

"Way ahead of you Jakotsu!" Suikotsu called from the kitchen. "Pizza will be here in 30 minutes." He said coming out of the kitchen, followed by Kikyou.

"Oh good."

Suikotsu turned to Souten with a small smile. "We were doing nothing o the sort in the kitchen." He told her sitting down.

"Suuuure."

"Well we weren't!" He protested, blushing a little.

She just nodded.

The pizza came; it was Renkotsu's turn to go get it. He was already in an unpleasant mood and the pizza girl was overly perky. He got the three pizzas with one arm and gave her the money, she walked away and he slammed the door shut. "Stupid teenagers." He mumbled setting the pizzas down.

"PIZZA!" She cried happily, taking a slice.

They all got a slice and chatted amongst each other.

"Renkotsu, change the channel!" Jakotsu whined.

"I don't wanna watch those stupid music videos!" He grumbled.

"But I do!"

"Who cares?"

"I do!"

"So?" Renkotsu snapped.

"So change the channel!"

"Again, why should I?"

"Guys, that's enough." Bankotsu snapped.

"Yes Bankotsu." They grumbled. Suikotsu and Kikyou were taking part in their own little conversation, ignoring the others.

Souten snatched up the remote from Renkotsu and changed the channel to what Jakotsu had wanted to watch music videos.

"Hey!"

Souten was ignoring him; the song playing was too good to have to listen to Renkotsu whining. So Renkotsu went ignored through the rest of dinner, and often Jakotsu would burst into random tidbits of song.

After dinner was over, and Souten had finished whatever work she had to do, Bankotsu called over. "Time for bed, Souten!"

"Really? It's only 10:30!" She protested.

"Still time for you to go to bed."

"Okay," she pouted, and then she broke into a run up the stairs and into her room. "NIGHT!" She called from the door before diving into the covers.

"Night!" Bankotsu called at the same time as Renkotsu muttered "Strange kid."

"Renkotsu! Clean up the bathroom after you take a shower! You leave grease stains everywhere!" Jakotsu called walking out of the bathroom.

"You try working on cars all day, freak! Then we'll see who leaves the grease stains!"

"I was just making a suggestion! Don't get so pissy!" Jakotsu snapped.

"Then just don't make any suggestions." Renkotsu retorted.

"Well I'm sorry you're a grease rat."

"Well I'm sorry you're a freak."

"God stop calling me that! I have a name!"

"So?"

"USE IT!"

Souten was sitting up in her bed, listening to the fighting occurring below her. 'How can people who live in the same house fight so much...?' she wondered.

The screaming continued, and got louder and harsher. She was sure a fistfight would ensue at this rate. She walked out of her room to see Renkotsu and Jakotsu still yelling at each other. Renkotsu seized something from a table and threw it at Jakotsu, but he missed, nearly hitting Souten.

That frightened her. Running back into her room and shutting the door behind her, she dove under the covers of her bed and huddled there.

Jakotsu blanched as the lamp nearly hit him in the side of the head. He glared at Renkotsu, standing his ground. "I'm. Not. Scared of you." He told him.

"I. Don't. Give. A. Crap."

"What is your damn problem?" Jakotsu snapped at him. "You just snap at me all the freaking time!"

"You annoy me," he said simply.

"I don't TRY to!"

"You don't have to TRY. You just DO!"

"Well I'm sorry you can't have an ounce of respect for me just because of the way I am!" He retorted.

"That's fine with me!" he yelled, going to punch Jakotsu in the face.

Bankotsu stopped him. "Renkotsu, cut it out!"

"Oh sure, take the freak's side!"

"That's not it!"

"Then what is it?!"

"There's a kid living here now!"

"SO?!"

"So imagine how she would act if she was seeing her guardians act like this!"

Renkotsu stopped and sighed. "Okay fine." He grumbled, stomping up to his room.

"Good. Now I'd better go check on her...." Bankotsu said, going up to check on her.

"Souten? You ok?" he asked, knocking on her door.

Souten was curled up in her bed whimpering upon hearing the commotion below. He opened her door and peeked in. Seeing her, he came over. "So you heard the whole thing? Poor kid...."

"Is Jakotsu okay?" She asked him.

"Yeah, he's fine. It broke up before anything serious happened."

"He sounded really upset." She stated coming out from under her covers a little.

"He doesn't like the fact that Renkotsu hates him."

"Why does Renkotsu hate him?"

"Who knows? Renkotsu basically hates everyone and everything."

"Jakotsu said something about 'the way he is' what does he mean?" She asked curiously.

"Well...Jakotsu likes guys."

"Like he's gay?"

"Yeah."

"Are YOU gay?"

"Yes...but don't go telling Renkotsu." he said with a serious look on his face. "We have enough destruction going on in this household already."

"Are you and Jakotsu...ya know...?"

His face turned a shade of red. "Yes...."

"Awww!"

His face remained red. "Like I said, don't go telling anyone."

"Okay I promise I won't tell."

"Alright. Now it's time for you to get some sleep," he said, ruffling her hair a little.

"Okay Bankotsu." She said getting back under her covers and closing her eyes. Bankotsu left the room to find Jakotsu waiting by his bedroom door.

"You ok?" he asked Jakotsu.

"Fine. How's the shrimp?"

"She's doing good. Though she did hear the fight, and was a little scared."

"Why was she scared?"

"You guys were fighting. Loudly and violently. Who wouldn't be?"

Jakotsu hugged his companion briefly. "And now I'm tired, later."

"'Night."

[Next Morning]

"'Morning." Renkotsu mumbled as he sat down in one of the chairs.

"'Morning." Souten greeted putting a plate in front of him. "I made breakfast," she announced.

"Is it edible?"

Souten glared. "I happen to be a good cook."

"I didn't happen to know that."

"'Morning!" Jakotsu greeted cheerfully, sitting down. "Who made breakfast? Suikotsu's already at work."

"The shrimp." Renkotsu said, gesturing to Souten.

"Oh, is it any good?" Jakotsu asked. "Can Chibi-chan cook?"

He nodded through a mouthful.

Bankotsu joined them and breakfast officially started. "Wow, who taught you how to cook Souten?" Bankotsu asked after finishing his second helping.

"Manten."

"Hiten never was much of a cook." Bankotsu mused smiling.

She laughed. "One time, he tried to cook, and he caught a dishcloth on fire."

"He nearly blew up the school science lab one time."

She chuckled. "He never told me about that one."

"You were...5."

"Well no wonder."

"Yeah...he was like, 12 or 13."

"Did he get in trouble?"

"It was an accident, so, no."

"Oh."

"Yeah, that's when life was simple."

"Must've been a fun time."

"This moment is getting entirely too sappy."

"No one asked you." Souten retorted.

Renkotsu sighed. "I will dangle you from the ceiling fan by your braid if you do not shut up, shrimp."

Souten glared at him.

"Well, I gotta go to work...." Renkotsu said, getting up and leaving.

"Good." Souten muttered after he left.

"We should bother him at work again." Jakotsu suggested smirking.

"How?"

"Just appearing at his work."

"Ohhh."

"We do it a lot."

"So THAT'S why he's so grumpy when he comes home."

"Maybe."

"Ok."

"Wanna go bug him?"

"Sure!"

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