Hey guess what. People have been reviewing and the y actually like the story. You readers have no idea how happy this makes me. This chapter is dedicated to the people who reviewed. I also recently realized that in the third chapter I told you I had a story on fictionpress and forgot to tell you about it. It's called "Forgotten Ghosts and Blind Happiness" by saint of love. Love it or hate it. Whatever you want just review.

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Chapter 4 Questions

Mareo's POV

I could tell that living there would be very interesting. Oh, we really should tell them about that part. I tried think of the best way to tell them that we were going to staying with them until everyone in their family who wanted and were able to get our help got it. Inspiration struck. I cleared my throat and said as nonchalantly as possible "So, where's our bedrooms?" (AN Please tell me I'm not the only person who finds this funny.)

I saw Shina and Michiko exchange silent giggles. Every resident of the house suddenly got a slightly confused look. Shina, being good at the innocent look, stepped forward, put up the angel face. "Oh, didn't we tell you before? We're staying here until our task has been fulfilled."

"What?" everyone began to look worried.

Shina began to get really unnerved. People didn't really have that reaction to us. Well, not often anyway. "Is there anything wrong?"

Shigure had a very uneasy darkness in his eyes."We'll need to tell Akito that people are staying with us. I don't think he'll react well that. He hates Tohru. He'll loathe you."

Michiko rolled her eyes. I could see the impatience on her face and the way she put her hands on her hips and put her weight on one foot. "Who says you have to tell him."

"He did."

"And what kind of power does he have over you?"

"He's the God of the Zodiacs."

Realization graced the face of my sister. But, the previous impatience never left. "He may be the God of the Zodiacs." She walked over to him, grabbed chin and turned him to face her. "But, you aren't a zodiac. So, I repeat, what kind of power does he have over you?"

Shigure looked shocked. So did all the others. Suddenly relief flooded them so much that I thought everyone felt it. "None. H-he d-doesn't h-h-have power over m-m-m-me." Shigure, a man who always seemed eloquent, stuttered with emotion. "He can't do anything to. He can't hurt me. I finally have a choice." He suddenly all but collapsed into Michiko's arms a nd hugged her. She held him as he sobbed (AN happy tears) "Thank you."

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Michiko's POV

After that, it was decided that me and Na would have a room together. We wouldn't have it any other way. Opposites attract I guess. Shigure suggested that "such lovely ladies" should stay in his room so he could "keep them warm". This earned him three punches and the bowl in the head. The bowl was from Yuki. He had Machi on his lap. Somehow I don't think he would have gotten up, even if was to beat up a guy who so totally had it coming.

Ray is in the room across from ours. He says it's keep Shigure and Kyo from coming into our bedroom, Kyo didn't react kindly to that. He said (or yelled more like it) "DON'T COMPARE ME TO THAT PERVERT, YOU--" I like to say I persuaded him to hold his tongue but, he didn't hold it very well. I don't think he proved his point very well, either. Ah, hell. I'll just say it. I kissed him to make him shut up.

Speaking of Kyo, I'm not sure how I can be attracted to him. He doesn't seem to be my type. I generally like the quiet tempered and kind type of guys. Kyo is easily angered and just plain mad at the world. Still i can't help but feel myself...um...attracted to him. I guess it helps that he is a really good kisser with sexy eyes and hair that feels like silk thread and looks like strings of amber jewels. In other words, he's hot.

Oh beloved journal, I honestly would write about something other than the way his hand cupped the back of my head or the way I could feel his muscles move or the sweet trail of kisses that ran from just behind my earlobe to my collarbone. But, I can't think of anything else. If it weren't for the fact that we had an audience (not that they were paying attention to us) I would have yelled "Don't stop!" I stopped myself though. I must be hanging out with Na to much.

Goodnight to the endless void white that is my hard drive. I know you are calling me to do the impossible by filling that infinite number of blank pages with my pathetic excuse for a life. Maybe someday I will. Maybe someday Na and I won't compare ourselves to each other. And Maybe someday the sky will fall down. Tomorrow is endless. Nothing is certain to me. Except one thing I will never fill a void with the meaning I desire if I die for exhaustion first. Hamlet (AN Do not own.) said "To sleep is to dream." So I sleep and dream. I dream of the happy ending.

I saved and closed. I always got more deep and eloquent at night. Whenever I come up with something worth writing, it is usually nighttime.

I walked over to Shina's desk. She had a pad of sketch paper on her desk. She told me she was going to make a few rough sketches of some designs for the room.

There was a box frame of what I guess could be considered a room but, over it were drawing of Haru and his name in a decorative style. Then it seemed Shina was beginning to be thinking a little to far ahead.

Shina Sohma

Mrs. Sohma

Mrs. Shina Sohma

Mrs. Lin-Sohma

Mrs. and Mr. Sohma

Mrs. Shina Sumi Sohma

Mai Sohma Kioshi Sohma

Dai Sohma Kei Sohma Naoko Sohma

Satu Sohma Yasuo Sohma

Yoshi Sohma Jomei Sohma

Maemi Sohma Nariko Sohma Renjiro Sohma

She was unstoppable. I knew that if anyone could bring her out of the "Name Game" it was me.

Shina's POV

Haru's eyes were filled with so much emotion that even I couldn't draw it. But, that wouldn't stop me from trying. When I asked Yuki about it later he said that Haru's eyes were normal so dead that you would wonder if he was still alive. Was I the only one who could see it? I saw more joy and gratitude than I will probably ever see again. Yuki also told me about Haru's black side. He said that he's never seen anyone calm him down as fast and easily as I did.

After Haru thanked me he left my side to make fun of Kyo for being so bold. I did the same for Michiko. She didn't blush at all. Not like Kyo. Then she told me that I seemed very comfortable with Haru. Someday I'll make her blush like she does for me.

I wondered why Haru got so defensive when I told him about my being "called worse". And why I such a profound affect on him. And why I felt I should be the one to do that. And why I couldn't stop thinking about him. I think it's official. I have a crush on Hatsuharu Sohma. His parents named him HOTsuharu for good reason. Hhm...Shina Sohma...Mrs. Sohma...Mrs. Shina Sohma...Mrs. Lin-Sohma...Mrs. and Mr. Sohma Mrs. Shina Sumi Sohma Mai Sohma Kioshi Sohma Dai Sohma Kei Sohma Naoko Sohma Satu Sohma Yasuo Sohma Yoshi Sohma Jomei Sohma Maemi Sohma Nariko Sohma Renjiro Sohma

Suddenly, my sister's voice interrupted my thoughts. "If that's gonna be our bedroom, I looked up to see Michiko's trademark teasing grin. "I think, I'd rather bunk with Shigure."

"Or you could stay in Kyo's room."

Michiko imitated Shigure's hand over heart pose. "Oh Na, do you really hate me or do you just want me out of the way so you can get Haru in bed?" As I felt heat rise to my face, Michiko's pained façade disappeared and was replaced with perverted revelation. "I just realized we are wasting a room. I could have stayed Kyo and you with Haru." (AN Haru lives at Shigure's house.)

"Okay. One, I might have a mental breakdown if you make me believe I'm a waste of space. Two, I wouldn't do that. Three, even if I would, Ray would have a heart attack if we tried something like that."

"That brother of ours needs a girlfriend. I'm surprised he didn't tear off Kyo's head when I started kissing him."

"True. Maybe if he did have a girlfriend he wouldn't try to kill any guy who so much as looks at us."

"Not that he's any better." We laughed. We are so different. Our personalities clash so much. Or at least they should. But I love you Ko.

"Oy. Na, do we have lessons tomorrow?" Michiko looked at the clock. "It's 12:26

"No, but we should get to bed anyway. We always wish of the free on their first day."

"Yeah, I guess you're right." She dug through the bag she hadn't unpacked yet. She pulled out her favorite pajamas, black silk cut-off tank top and really really short black silk shorts. "Besides, Tohru's cooking was delicious. The sooner we go to sleep, the sooner we'll wake up, and the sooner breakfast will be served."

I went to my dresser. Unlike my sister, I put my stuff away. And unlike the fire hazard that was my sister "organized" chaos, my drawers were neat and clean. I pulled out my white, cotton, floor-length night gown. My favorite pajamas.

We laid down on the bunk bed (me on top, her underneath) and I snuggled under the warm comforter.

"Ko?"

"Ah?"

"Are you going to dream of Kyo?"

"What else would I dream of?"

"Monsters?"

"Nah, I have you to protect me from monsters."

I laughed "I'll do my best."

"Na?"

"Yes?"

"Are you gonna dream of Haru?"

I blushed as a picture of Haru popped into my head. "I certainly hope so. After today, I think any dream without him in it would be a nightmare."

"I'll try to protect you too."

"Thank you."

"No problem."

Suddenly our door opened to reveal Mareo. "Go to bed Nako," he said sternly, though I could tell he was smirking.

"Okay." we said together.

"Goodnight girls."

"'Night, Ray."

"Goodnight, Ray."

He turned of the light and closed the door.

"Goodnight." we said to each other at the same time.

I love this chapter. I wanted to establish that even though Shina and Michiko are so different, they are still really close and some what on the same wavelength.

I'm gonna take a poll. Who should be the older twin?

Shina:

Older - uses proper grammer, acts mature, dresses like an adult

Younger - still is not comfortable with intimacy, seems younger sometimes, played the "Name Game"

Michiko:

Older - deep thought process, comfortable with her sexuality

Younger - acts immature, obnoxious

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