Disclaimer: I don't own Furuba. I don't own yin yang symbols or values. Wish I did. But I don't. Nor do I own Moonlight Sonota, Presto, or anything made by Buckcherry or Rob Zombie

AN: Happy Nako. Then again. when am I ever not happy. The characters in this chapter are based off of three people. Me, if I did not have that naughty little voice in my head. My late older brother, if he were still alive. And Me, if I didn't have that whole innocent thing going for me. Oh, this is gonna be fun.

Blah - normal

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Michiko's POV

"Michiko, are we there yet?"

"Shuddup and act your age." I punched Mareo in the stomach and turned to my sister as my brother groaned in pain. Shina had a deep thought look on her face. I knew my sister had to go through whatever words were running through her head. Only when her face turned sad do I bring my polar opposite out of it.

Hmm . . . maybe this time it'll be happy. Right, she is thinking about how she's gonna make a bunch of people happy. Happy things Shina. You can do . . . . Crap. She frowned. Oh well. Showtime. I walked over to Shina, sat on her lap and said "Santa, I wanna boyfriend."

Shina's POV

I smiled. Michiko really was crazy. I was used to it though. "Why do you always do that?" I looked around as my beloved sister laughed. We were riding on a bus that would drop us off two blocks from the lucky people we were about to 'ahem' visit.

People were reading books to pass time. Some businesspeople were talking on their cell phones. Mareo was flirting with a bookworm who was to absorbed in her novel to pay him any mind.

"Three reasons," by now, Michiko had gotten off my numb lap and sat next and eyed our relentless older brother with amusement. "One, you make good practice for when I go to the mall, to visit old fat dudes in red and white suits during the Christmas season." I rolled my eyes. She is way to old to sit on Santa's lap. Last time she did that she nearly broke his legs jumping on him like a wild animal. "Two, I really do wanna boyfriend." Dignity meant nothing for this woman as she cried and begged. "Gimme a boyfriend, Na!" (AN: Nickname. Michiko Ko. Mareo Ray.)

"In the words of the the Great Ko, 'Act your age'!"

Michiko's expression turned serious with concern etched into her eyes. "Three," she said quietly. "Your face got a little to sad for my taste. What's happening in that pretty little head of yours?"

My thoughts returned to their previous state but, this time I thought out loud. "What if they don't want our help? What if they want to keep their curse? It's happened before, Ko. Worse yet, what if yin, yang and the voice don't want to let go? I'm scared. The curse ate them up inside last time."

"First of all, if they turn down the Licentia Basium then they can rot and die for all I care. Second, we don't know if we've found yin, yang and the voice yet. Leave that job to Ray. If we did, whoopee, we finally found our soul mates. If they don't want to let go of their curse, we'll convince them with our" she struck a sensual pose that turn many male heads. "ample assets."

"KO! Have some decency!"

"Why do you say that?"

"Nevermind." I took out my iPod and the home school workbook and did an assignment that wasn't due for a month as the delicate sounds of Moonlight Sonata and Presto calmed my impatience.

Michiko's POV

Typical Shina. When she didn't understand my usual antics Shina did something that made sense. Homework. Soon her eyes glazed again with deep thought. For a while I was worried. Then she smiled. Good. I thought. She's probably thinkin' 'bout her Prince Charming in all his Bad Boy glory.

I pulled out my laptop and plugged my own earphones into my ears. As I listened to the musical geniuses such as Buckcherry and Rob Zombie, I wrote about my weird companions and how I'm no better.

August 6th

When I really think about it, my siblings and I are a weird group of people to see traveling around.

Let's start with Mareo.

I turn to get a good look at the tall, lean brunette. He finally moved on from the bookworm and was ogling some girl's butt. Pervert.

I wonder when the last time he washed his hair was. I don't know why he doesn't do it. It's not like his hair is hopeless. I remember the way it was before. It was dark and curly and made his blue eyes shine. He has really faint freckles and smooth skin the color of maple wood before it's stained. He's skinny but muscular. Overall a very attractive guy. Hell if he wasn't my brother . . . I'm not going to finish that sentence. Then there's his . . . I guess you could call it a tattoo. Except that it was there he was born. It looks like an arm band yin yang tattoo at first glance. Only where the black and white dots are supposed to be there are eyes. And of course you can't forget the fact that he's physic. Those visions really are a hassle, especially when He gets a big one and passes out. He likes karaoke bars, pork, teaching Shina and me our lessons, kissing (which does come in handy) and pigs. (AN: ahem) He hates people who hurt me or sis.

Speaking of Shina, let's talk about her next.

I looked at the lady in question.

I don't think it's healthy for someone to study that much. I would write her off as a typical nerd but the classical music is pushing it a bit. Her hair is in a French braid. Every strand is is in place. She doesn't wear make up. She has on a white polo shirt and and a pleated pale purple knee-length skirt. She doesn't even realize that while outfit doesn't show her curvy body, it implies it. Her hair will be blond, red and brown all at once. Her eyes change too. They vary between gray, green, teal and blue. She has a "tattoo" too, on her right middle finger. It looks like a silver Yin yang ring except, it's part of her skin and the part that should be Yin is actually another yang. She is telekinetic. Whenever her emotions go out of control, things either float (good emotions) or bang into the wall, each other or people's heads (bad emotions). She likes to draw, sing, beef, flag twirling, reading and studYin. She hates arrogant jerks and anyone who messes her family. She would shamelessly use her telekinesis to hold them over a cliff until they beg for forgiveness.

Now for the hard part. Self-evaluation.

I would love to skip this part. This is the part where I talk about myself. See I am quite literally the evil twin. Of course. I'm not evil. Just a punk rebel. I'll just use the same pattern. My hair is down, wavy, reaching the end of my shoulder blade. I brush it a lot because I like the way it feels after it's brushed. I wear dark pink lipstick, foundation and black eyeliner (current selection) or brown eyeshadow. I am wearing a black leather mini skirt and a hot pink halter top. I have curves and unlike Shina I'm not afraid to show them. Being twins, hair and eyes are the same, except I have red dyed tips. My tattoo looks just like Shina's, except not at all. Mine is on my left middle finger. It's "metal" looks like blue gold. It has two yins instead of having two yangs. I am telesonic. I can manipulate sound. I can't create it but, I can control it. My emotions have a reaction with my powers similar to Shina's. Loud is bad. Quiet is good. I like acting, singing, flag twirling, miso, leeks, journaling, and dancing. I hate fish, people think they are better than us, even if they are.

That wasn't so bad.

I don't think the fact that Yin is completely bad. Yin has a little white dot in it. Yang has a little black dot in it. I'm a little of good and a lot of bad. Shina is a little of bad and a lot of good. Mareo is just both of our personalities mashed together. He sees all. We are all part of each other, which is good. It means we can't ever fall apart.

I closed my laptop. Life was good. True, I missed mom and dad but, it's Lin family tradition. Besides our parent couldn't take on all the families we had to deal with.

"Good. You're done. Next stop is ours." Mareo was behind us. He finally took on a mature persona. It was probably for preparation of meeting our "patients" as he put it. Shina was already packed up. I scurried to get my stuff together.

Mareo's POV

As we got off the bus we went in the light and dark auras that only I could see. Hhm they seem forked. Like it's everywhere. I choose the area that seemed most dense. "Okay. remember the rules." I got a list and read aloud. "One, Mareo is not allowed to mention, hint, imply, or in any way push knowledge of the existence of the Yin, yang or voice to said persons or his drop dead gorgeous sisters. (AN: Guess who wrote that rule.) He is allowed to tease about crushes but, only when it obvious to everyone except the crushes or people to thick to know the difference. Two, if you know or think you know who any of the counterparts are, DO NOT FORCE OR TRY TO MAKE YOURSELF OR ANYONE ELSE FALL IN LOVE WITH THEM. Three, there is to be no mention of the love part to anyone in the family. This includes servants and roommates. However, you are allowed to tell them about the rest of the prophecy. Five, Family comes before love. Six, the cured and witnesses are not mention the cure to anyone other than cured or witnesses. After everyone who wants to be freed is, anyone involved is given freedom of speech. None of said people are to interfere with or speed up the time that we spend in the area."

Reading the rules really was pointless. We all had it memorized by now.

Michiko spook up first. "Ray try not to slip this time."

"I would have loved to see you handle the situation. You have no idea what's it like to know who you and you baby sisters end up with and not be able to say anything.

"Neither do you."

"Yeah . . . well . . . That's beside the point.

"Uh-huh. Right. Whatever."

"Hey guys," Shina, being perfect, got impatient easy. So when she did, it was a good idea to duck. I did but, no aerial weapons came my way. "Stop acting like an old married couple! We're here." She pushed the doorbell. It was opened by a petite brunette with long straight hair and big deep blue eyes. Damn! I hope she's cursed. I'd love to give her freedom over and over again.

Tohru's POV

I was making lunch for Kyo, Yuki, Shigure, Haru, Momiji and Machi. Haru, Momiji and Machi were visiting. Machi was working on student council with Yuki. Everyone had bets going on how long it will take for them to get together. I don't like to think about the fact the people are betting on love under my roof. Haru came visit Kyo. They had became best friends after Haru set Kagura up with a guy who didn't mind getting beat up. She broke up with him soon after that but, she didn't see Kyo as her fiancé anymore. Momiji came to see me and to make sure Haru didn't get lost.

ding dong

"I'll get it." I yelled.

"Thank you, Miss Honda." Yuki smiled that princely smile that used to be only reserved for me. Now it was for me and Machi. I don't mind. Yuki was practically my brother and Machi was so in love with him.

"Yuki," Machi was clearly exasperated by his behavior. "Call her Tohru."

I'm sure that Yuki would have apologized but, still continue to call me by "Miss Honda" but, I was already on my way to the door.

Outside I found a very attractive man, whom seemed to taken a liking to me, and two girls who could easily be twin sisters of the man. "Hello." I bowed. "How may I help you?"

One of the girls said in a very serious tone. "My name is Michiko. This is my twin sister, Shina and my brother Mareo. There is a curse on this family. We are here to remedy it."

Mareo's POV

At the word "curse" the girl bristled. Good. I got it right. Once Michiko mentioned the Licentia Basium she calmed bit. "Come in you should talk to Shigure. I'm Tohru Honda."

"Thank you Tohru." Shina seemed to be very at ease with this girl. Almost as much as she is with Michiko.

We walked into the house and into the dining room where there were five people, none of whom seemed to notice us. All of them were beautiful. There was a silver haired boy working on paperwork with a redheaded girl. Both of them seemed to be blushing. A black-haired dude in a kimono was reading what seemed to be a porn novel. There was a blond boy about ten years-old that obviously had way to much sugar. Then I saw them. Figures that Yin and Yang would be best friends. That's kinda perfect actually. Except where the voice. Yin and Yang had were surrounded by their respective light and dark auras.

I looked at my sisters who were quietly calling dibs. This should be good.

Michiko's POV

"I'll take carrots." Tradition is a very important thing between me and my sister. We came up with cute names that only stuck until we learned their names. They rarely ever came up again.

"I'll have Cookies n' cream"

"Silverado"

A little boy with a lollipop in his mouth ran past us. "Sugar"

"Mr. Perv."

"What's with the food items?"

"I'm hungry. Sue me."

"Gladly."

Tohru whispered in Mr. Perv's ear "Shigure, there's someone here I definitely think you should talk to."

Shigure glanced up saw us and yelled "HIGH SCHOOL GIRLS!" He almost jumped us if Mareo hadn't stepped in front.

"And their overprotective brother." he snarled. Crap! He can be scary when he needs to be.

Shigure cowered in a corner as Silverado walked up to us and bowed. "I apologize for my cousins behavior."

We were instantly charmed into paralysis. Shina was the first to recover "Oh that's alright." I thought that the sooner we got down to business the better. Fortunately the scene from earlier grabbed everyone's attention. Now all we gotta do is keep it.

"First, no interrupting, 'kay?" everyone nodded. "Good. We know about your curse. Don't ask how. We'll save that for a later date. More importantly, we know how to cure it. It's a method passed down the Lin family called Licentia Basium. Freedom Kiss. We are going to literally suck the curse out of you.