Chapter One: Girls Girls! GIRLS!

The courtyard was deserted by the time he made his way through the town and up the extensive steps of the Hinata Sou.

Even unhindered as his path had been, people stepping out of his way for reasons they couldn't explain beyond a sense of unease that radiated from the young man, it had taken a surprising amount of time.

Especially when he had stopped to listen to the conversation three old men in burgundy robes had been having.

Their talk had been…strange, somehow about him and yet…not, as if they were discussing someone else entirely and he just happened to match their words.

Shaking off such thoughts, he regarded the towering structure before him.

While many had been overwhelmed, or at least impressed by the buildings natural beauty, or the place in which it was situated, he just snorted lightly in amusement, almost willing to believe that his information was wrong.

Who would hide it in a place like this?

A smart person, he answered his own question, starting forward.

Of course, what he didn't know, was that the ancient house was not one to let even a light affront such as the one he had displayed go amiss.

Have you ever wondered why certain events tend to repeat themselves? You are about to gleam an insight into the inner workings of the mind of the inanimate.

This boy would regret his indifference if he ever found out it was the reason for what happened next.

Three patient raps on the door were answered only by silence.

Frowning after a number of minutes passed without any indication that he would be answered, he knocked again.

Again the same result.

Sighing lightly, the blond rested a reluctant hand on the door handle and pulled, eyes narrowing suspiciously as the door slid aside without a whisper of complaint, let alone signs of having ever been locked.

He almost stopped then and there. No one would leave a house this vast unoccupied and unlocked surely.

"Hello", he called, sticking his head just far enough inside to ensure his voice carried.

No one answered.

Taking a brief look around he stepped inside, closing the door behind him and making his way into the living area.

"Hello", he called again, a little louder this time.

The Hinata Sou rubbed its metaphysical hands together in glee. He was inside, now the fun could begin. It had already increased the sound density of its walls, meaning that all of the guests could not hear him no matter how loud he yeld.

But what to do with him?

Had it a mouth the house would have been grinning. Yes, the classics are always the best.

Ensuring that he still couldn't contact any of the residents on the upper floors, the house began to slowly reduce the air flow-through of its lower floor, increasing the effects of its insulation and raising the temperature of the living area several degrees.

It smirked as he began to shift uncomfortably, attempting to air his body.

He began to wander around the room, seeking the coolest spots, unaware he was being herded somewhere.

Traversing a number of corridors before he realised what he had done, he found himself outside of an open room, a piece of cloth draped down to chest level across the entrance.

His eyebrow rose of its own accord. He had immediately recognised the kanji for 'bathes'. He nodded curtly, his estimation of the building going up a notch. He hadn't been informed they had anything like this on sight. It would make his stay here more pleasant and convenient.

The heat seemed to pick that moment to remind him of its presence, and he looked once more at the sign before shrugging and ducking under the makeshift barrier.

Finding an empty basket, he deposited his clothes and possessions neatly before securing a towel around the lower half of his lean, but muscular frame.

The heat already seemed to be relenting as he made his way out onto the deck.

He stopped dead as he saw what awaited him.

A real life, genuine hot spring, right there. An open-air bath hot spring.

He smiled a thin smile and slipped in after testing the water, unaware that the second phase of the Hinata Sou's revenge was already waiting just out of sight.

He relaxed as the soothing water gently ebbed away the tension and kinks within his muscles, and he lay on his back in the waist deep pool, simply floating.

Excellent, first a refreshing bath, then he would find the manager so he could confirm his contracted place here.

His eyes began to feel heavy and he allowed them to close, falling into an also medative state as he drifted carelessly. This was a pleasant start to what he had been concerned would be a long an grueling task.

Things were going smoothly.

He frowned as his head bumped against something.

At first he thought he'd contacted the side of the pool, but rock was rarely this soft, and it certainly didn't gasp when you hit it.

Opening one eye irritably, he looked for the source of his interruption.

To say he was surprised was an understatement, although it didn't show on his face as such things rarely, if ever, did.

Still, that didn't prevent a number of internal responses of shock as he found himself looking up at apair of silkily, slender legs, barely covered by the towel that thankfully, depending on your point of view, kept the rest of the distinctly female body he had collided with, out of view.

His eyes tracked back the rest of the way to the hazel orbs that were peering down at him from amidst wavy curtains of dark brown hair streaked with lighter highlights that he couldn't be sure whether they were natural or artificial, that framed a pretty face, a face graced with a light blush.

Something strange seemed to pass between them for a second. A sense of… something, that neither one could identify; and then the moment was broken.

The girl's pretty features slowly changed from bewilderment to a look of growing anger.

He knew he had better extract himself from this predicament before-

"HENTAI!"

Something like that happened.

He sat up right as he fist began to descend toward his face, dodging in time and almost gawping as he watched the stone base of the hot spring beneath where he had been lying, crack a little as her fist impacted.

He didn't want to think what would have happened had that been his head.

"Hentai! Chikane!", she continued to yell, and he hesitated for a moment, considering the value of knocking her out before she drew unwanted attention.

His decision was made for him when she came at him again, her fist cocked to deliver another of those inhuman punches.

He hissed in vexation as that one came a little closer to hitting than he would have liked, and back-pedalled out of her range rapidly while trying to figure out whether to attempt to mollify her, or escape.

"Calm down", he said, his voice the even, commanding tone that usually worked on anyone he had encountered.

"Right after you take your medicine creep!", she bellowed back, giving him the second surprise that day.

No one had ever resisted an order from him. It was one of the reasons he disliked those around him more often than not and dinned to speak to any of them.

Lost in thought about this new revelation her third punch took him square on the jaw, hurtling him back over the deck where he proceeded to skid the rest of the way into the changing area.

Even as he impacted, the air momentarily leaving his lungs, and felt the arid sting of the upper layer of skin being forcibly removed in several areas by his interesting choice of travel back to his clothing and other possessions, he didn't cry out, just stood as soon as his body as able.

He could hear an angry sloshing coming from the water, which would indicate that even after that he was being pursued.

After what had just happened, he doubted the young lady was in the mood to talk rationally about whatever mistake had led to the situation they were currently in.

The blond haired youth grabbed the basket that had held his things and froze.

They were gone…his clothes, his case, everything, all of it gone.

There must be an explanation for this, he thought, checking several others quickly but finding nothing as the noise from the bathe ceased, and the sound of wet feet on wood assaulted his ears.

Had he ever been inclined to swear, he might have done so now.

Whoever had removed his clothing couldn't have gotten very far. All he had to do was track them down, retrieve his items, and find the manager to straighten out this whole mess.

As always, having a plan in mind, a clear goal, brought a strange calm over the young man, a sense of control.

He ducked under the cloth barrier and out into the corridor, his eyes roving and alert even as the girl chasing him caught sight of him, taking his retreat as silent confirmation of her assumption that he was some sort of peeping tom that had snuck into the building.

Cracking her knuckles in anticipation, she gave chase as he dart off towards the stairs and the front door.

She skidded to a stop as he vaulted over the railing to the stairwell instead of making a beeline for the door and freedom as she had expected, almost giving her a view she didn't want in the process.

Her anger rekindled as she realised this pervert must be going after the other residents.

In any other behaviour such persistence might have been admirable, but here it just stoked her rage even higher.

"Get back here you!", she screamed as she followed his example, grinding her teeth when he didn't even look back.

He turned off on the first floor without missing a beat, his arms pumping rhythmically in time with his legs to provide the maximum propulsion.

By all rights he should have out paced this girl halfway down the hall, but as fate would have it, she was a star member of her highschool tack team, a promising young star according to her coach.

Said star was currently right behind him, moving like a comet as she seemed to eat the distance between them, a predatory grin on her face.

What kind of people live here?, he thought, once more feeling a stirring of annoyance at this girl's persistence in punishing him for an honest mistake.

He decided to change tactics.

Reaching the outer corridor of the first floor, he leapt onto the railing, running along it for a few moments until locating a suitable handhold and swinging himself in a powerful arc up until his foot caught the rail of the second floor, allowing him to haul himself up, but hopefully leaving his brown haired opponent down on the first.

It worked; he could hear her cursing as her footsteps retreated into the distance, back toward the stairwell.

He would have to be careful, but with any luck he could avoid her at least until he had found his clothes and more pressingly, the carry case.

He allowed himself a moment to relax. If he continued to run around on an adrenaline high, he might miss something critical, or end up doing something rash that would make this whole situation worse.

This is already a far from auspicious start, he reflected, waiting for his racing heart to calm and putting at least one corner between himself and the stairway as he padded softly down the halls.

The first room he came across was empty, not much use in any fashion besides giving him a basic idea of the internal layout of the rooms here.

He closed the door with the faintest of whispers before moving on to the next, finding each one in turn devoid of life and completely useless to him.

He paused for a moment, eyes narrowing, he could hear voices approaching.

The voices were high in pitch, feminine. There was nothing to say that these women were as psychotic as the one he had already met, but he doubted even relatively normal women would react well to a man clad only in a small towel skulking around the less inhabited areas of their place of residence.

Making snap decisions was something he despised doing, but these circumstances left little room for anything else.

Opening the door to the nearest room and hoping it was empty like the rest, he ducked through and rapidly closed the door behind him.

As it turned out, this would be the first in a long list of mistakes that male inhabitants of the Hinata Sou were honour bound to partake in.

This room wasn't abandoned.

It wasn't immediately inhabited either, but the silken drapes hanging around the room, and the thick throw pillows pooled around the place, giving the room the feel of some exotic parlour made it clear that someone lived here.

As the voices drew closer the blond boy was forced to conclude that there was a high probability that owners of said voices were coming to this very room.

He scowled to himself even as beads of perspiration began to collect. This was why he didn't like being forced into snap decisions, something always went wrong.

If he'd thought a little more he would have realised he had time to duck into one of the rooms he had already checked.

As it was these thoughts of self recrimination ate up the time he should have been using to evaluate and escape, meaning that when the door began to slide open he turned instinctively to face it, to deep in his own mind to notice his mistake until he found himself locking gaze with two pairs of vibrant green eyes.

There was a profound silence as the two tanned blonds stared wordlessly at the strange, towel-clad intruder.

He eyed them back, ready to move if necessary, but projecting an aura of calm in an attempt to diffuse the situation before it started.

Both women he observed were similar enough that they could have been sisters, though there were slight differences. The taller of the pair, who appeared older than him by a few years, was dressed in a low cut top that exposed a considerable amount of her impressive assets as well as her navel, and a long skirt with a strange pattern on it, had slightly lighter hair than the presumably younger girl next to her, almost silver yet somehow not unnatural in appearance. Her emerald eyes blinked a few times before narrowing slightly, her posture changing to one that if he didn't know better, would indicate casual flirtation along with an unfeminine leer, one hand clasped thoughtfully under her chin.

The younger and shorter of the pair, appearing a few years younger than himself, just stared disinterestedly with a deadpan expression, as if this sort of thing occurred all the time.

The older of the pair changed her stance, stretching cat like and leaning against the doorframe.

"What did I tell you little cousin", she said, her amused eyes flicking to the shorter girl for a moment before raking him over casually, "I told you moving here with me was a good idea".

She took another look at him that almost brought a blush to his otherwise emotionless face.

"Just a towel…", she muttered, giggling to herself for a moment, "Now that's what I call service!".

The young man raised a questioning eyebrow, casting a glance at the younger of the pair as she watched her cousin's behaviour stoically, looking back and forth between himself and her cousin.

If the shorter blond had any interest in the events, she was hiding it well.

"Shameless", was all she uttered, shaking her head at the older girl rather than him.

"Spoil sport Chii-chan", the older blond groused mock pouting at her shorter companion, "Mizuki would agree with me".

Chii just gave her a stare that should have come from someone far older and more mature, to which the older girl just stuck her tongue out.

The object of her attention moments earlier was dumbstruck by the strange behaviour he had been subjected to in such a short space of time.

Perhaps now was a good time to take his leave.

"Hey Yui, have you seen…YOU!"

He cringed involuntarily, cursing his own misfortune. It was the girl from the bathes. She had apparently decided to dress before continuing her self-appointed search and destroy mission, and was now garbed in a plain white summer dress with a light blue blouse worn over it.

With her hair left unbound and spilling freely in wavy lines about her shoulders, the complete image was startlingly beautiful and fragile considering the temper and inhuman strength she had displayed.

The taller of the cousins, now identified as Yui, took note of the sudden tension radiating between her friend and the strange young man who had wondered into her room and grinned widely.

"Your secret lover by any chance Kanna-chan?", Yui asked, folding her arms and smiling even wider as the younger girl stared at her slack jawed like she'd had a stroke.

"W-wha- how could you even suggest something like that!", her volume didn't seem to phase the other woman, only encourage her.

"I don't know", she droned lazily as if it were nothing big, "Strange man appears who only you seem to know, dressed for a night of passion but apparently having snuck into the wrong room… I know how these things are, but I have to say, you really surprised me Kanna-chan, but he is a cute one".

"Yui!"

Yui shrugged, "Hey, hey, no need to worry, I'm not going to go after him".

She resisted the urge to grin as Kanna ground out her name threateningly; she knew her young friend's weak spots all to well.

"Escape", the quiet monotone voice of the Hinata Sou's youngest resident cut through the building argument before it could come to a head, and both women could only blink as they looked around to find that the towel-wearing intruder had indeed vanished without a trace.

"Damn it!", Kanna stomped her foot angrily before turning on her friend, "You see what you did".

Yui just shook her head before falling in next to her irate friend without a word, easily matching the other girl's pace with her longer legs as she stalked down the hall.

"So what's the big deal anyway?", she asked when she was sure Kanna's initial anger had subsided.

"The big deal?", her friend asked, her voice dangerously quiet as her fist clenched at her side, but Yui was intrigued by the faint blush that blossomed on her cute face, "The 'Big deal', is that that pervert snuck into the bathes when I was in there and tried to molest me".

Yui knew better than to take anything Kanna said as gospel, the girl was scary smart, but she had a tendency to exaggerate things, especially where men were concerned.

"A pervert hey?", she said out loud, muttering to herself, "I thought me and Mizuki set up a rotor for those guys…".

"What?", Kanna snapped out of her funk but not able to remember what had caught her attention, her focus had been elsewhere.

"Nothing, nothing at all", Yui waved her hands in front of herself innocently for emphasis, affecting her most convincing smile to seal the deal.

Of course it didn't work, but it was unspoken tradition between the two friends that neither of them acknowledge that fact.

"Anyway, we have to catch him, can we at least agree on that?"

"Course", the blond nodded, offering a mock salute, "Sergeant Major Sexy reporting for pervert catching duty Ma'am!".

Kanna sighed and hung her head looking at the other girl out of the corner of her eye, "You're going to enjoy this, aren't you?".

Yui just grinned.

"Ok, lets get him before…where is Chii?".

"She'll be around somewhere, don't worry about it", Yui said giving her a thumbs up.

Kanna nodded tightly, they could worry about that later, right now there was a pervert to catch.

Said pervert was currently hunched over on the floor of the first floor, having leapt out of Yui's window to escape while they were distracted.

He rotated his shoulder. It had almost been pulled out of place when he had grabbed the window ledge to an empty room below on his way down and hauled himself in.

All of this chasing and running, and he hadn't even met the manager yet, yet alone begun his real task.

Forcing himself to his feet, he took a series of long, calming breaths.

He had to make a new plan. First he would find the landlord and explain this mess, and then he would search for his belongings. Doing it any other way was just too hazardous to his continued well-being.

Shrugging of the last of his exhaustion, he carefully eased his head around the corner, eyes alert for crazy women and luckily finding none.

If memory served, the manager's room he had been told, was on this floor, near the stairwell. He would have to move swiftly to avoid that girl, Kanna, before she ventured down here to continue her search.

He stole out of concealment, moving up the hall without a sound, but as quickly as he could risk.

Almost there, he thought as he neared the stairs, eyes peeled for any activity from the upper landing. Unfortunately he should have been paying more attention to the lower set of stairs.

Having heard strange noises from the floor above while she had been in the kitchen, another of the dorm's residents had reluctantly decided to come and investigate the disturbance.

The blond boy glanced down sharply as he heard a soft gasp, damning whatever higher powers were toying with him, and bracing himself whatever he might find.

He felt the anger leave him as he found his new assailant.

Wide violet eyes stared at him slightly fearfully, framed by shoulder length hair such a dark shade of blue it was almost black with a small side ponytail tied up by an over sized ribbon, and set into a pretty face that seemed a little paler than was normal.

Her tiny hands were clasped against her chest as she looked up at him, her petite figure meaning her stood a good head taller despite only being a little over average height for a man.

If asked to guess, he would have put her at close to his age, maybe a tad younger.

They both stood there like that for a moment, him suddenly very aware of his clothing or lack there of, and the embarrassment it was causing her.

He took an unconscious step forward and she let out a small shriek, trying to step back herself.

The floor, still slick from the water he and the dark haired girl, Kanna, had dripped over it during the first round of their chase refused to provide traction for the white sandals she wore to offset her yellow dress, and her foot shot forward forcing her body to tip back toward the stairs.

She opened her mouth and shut her eyes, waiting for the impact to jar her from consciousness if that was the worst it did.

It never came. A strong hand flashed out, grabbing her wrists and yanking her back upright.

Confused and off balance, she stumbled to a halt against something, tentively opening one eye.

She gasped, the boy that had scared her into tripping had caught her and she was now resting against his currently bare chest with his arm wrapped reflexively around her.

Her cheeks were on fire as she tired to look up without looking directly at him.

"Are…are you ok?", he asked when she began to stare at him unseeingly, her cheeks flushed. The strange cold detachedness in his voice brought her back to reality, which unfortunately did nothing for either her heart or her face.

He raised one stern looking eyebrow when she didn't reply or move away.

"I-I…that…um…", her response if you could grace it with that title seemed to confuse him and she tried to force her words unto coherent sentences as he began to lean closer, wondering what was wrong with her.

As his face began to loom closer, she did the only thing that a shy girl can do in such situations…she passed out.

The blond boy was not sure whether he should be concerned or amused by her response to his enquiries, but his musings were cut short when he heard an annoyingly familiar voice.

"Found you again, you menace, I…what are you doing to Ayu-chan!".

The young man made another snap decision. Faced with the possibility of a pummelling from this dark haired terror, something he couldn't defend himself from without dropping the other girl first, he took the only sane option… he ran.

Scooping Ayu up he was gone before Kanna could even blink, but it didn't take her long to charge after him with a cry that was equal parts rage and concern for her friend, now in the clutches of the 'fiend'.

He barrelled down the stairs, moving on pure instinct. At least, that's what he told himself afterwards. That had to be the reason he had chosen to flee into the courtyard, the only other option was stupidity.

As he ran Ayu began to awaken, but one look at her current position, held carefully in his arms bridal style and oblivion found her knocking on its door once more.

He was about half way to the stairs before the ground seemed to erupt around him, and he was dragged into the air by a strong net as he triggered some sort of disguised trap.

As he and Ayu swung in the gentle spring breeze he watched as the smaller of the cousins he had met, Chii, walked over to him and cocked her head to one side, her small blond pigtails blowing in the breeze.

Kanna and Yui finally caught up, slowing down when they found him suspended and helpless.

"Alright, nice work Chii-chan", Yui praised the younger girl.

"Success", the smaller girl droned, flashing them both the victory sign.

"Ok", Kanna said, offering the girl a happy smile before turning something more demonic on him, "As soon as we get Ayu out I'll-"

"What's all the racket about?".

Everyone's eyes turned to a middle-aged woman leaning unenergetically against the doorframe to the front door, yawning widely as she adjusted her glasses and tried to use her fingers to straighten her long brown hair.

The blond boy recognised her only seconds before she did him.

"Oh Ryu-kun!", she didn't seem to notice the distasteful way he reacted to the nickname, "You're here already, I…why are you in a net?".

The other girls whistled innocently.

Having been introduced as Ryuuya Kisame, the young man had then had the pleasure of formal introductions to the girls who had moments ago been chasing him with dubious intentions.

First up were Chii and Yui Su, cousins born into the current ruling family of MolMol; Chii was the daughter of the princess Kaolla Su and her consort, while Yui was the daughter of her sister Amala and the reigning king.

Both took after their mothers in looks while only Yui seemed to follow her maternal parent in terms of personality, while Chii took after her father, a surprisingly quiet and serious man to end up with a wildflower like Kaolla Su.

Butting into the introductions had been a young woman about his age with sandy brown hair, slit like eyes, a sultry grin and expensive clothing named Mizuki Sekata. She also worked part time to maintain the teahouse linked to the building and had currently left her fellow waitress and resident Natsuki Otohime; the sister of someone he'd never met named Mutsumi an acquaintance of Ema's, to gawp at the new guy. Roughly Yui's age if not slightly olderNatsuki would be the eldest of the group.

Next up had been the girl he'd 'rescued', Ayu. That was all they managed to coax out of the shy girl. She seemed to be having trouble looking at him for some reason, let alone talking to him, so he dismissed her and let his gaze drift to the last person in the room.

Kanna had refused outright to tell him her name, stating that no matter what Ema might say, he would be gone too soon for it to matter.

His lack of reaction had left her fuming in her seat.

"Right, now that we all know each other a little better, I have to ask Ryu-kun…", Ema's expression took on a grasping air, as if she were trying to find the best way to say what she said next, "Why are you wearing nothing but a towel?".

"I'll tell you why!", Kanna exploded before he could react, "Because he's a no good pervert who likes to sneak into the bathes while girls are in there and try and feel them up!".

"I do no such thing", he said, striving to remain calm.

"Then why did I find you pawing at my legs in the hot springs!", she yelled, her face going red as Yui and Mizuki turned to each other and began laughing and whistling.

"I was unaware there was anyone in there except myself", he said, very slowly as if talking to a child, "I just wanted to relax".

"Hey, we all have our hobbies", Mizuki quipped, pretending not to have spoken when Kanna glared over her shoulder at her, trading smiles with Yui as soon as she turned back to begin her tirade.

"You know", Yui spoke casually, "With all the fuss she's making over a mistake, I think she liked it".

"What!", Ryuuya irritably checked his ears. The human voice shouldn't be able to produce such output.

"I think you're right Yui-chan", Mizuki spoke excitedly as the older girl nodded sagely.

"I can't believe…", Kanna trailed off before rounding on him, her ire back in full force.

"You! This is your fault, you no good peeping tom!", she stamped a foot on the table in front of him, glaring down at him to try and force him into submission.

"For the final time", he intoned icily, returning her glare with one of his own, "It was a mistake".

They continued to glare at each other, neither willing to break eye contact and show weakness.

"They're staring deeply into each others eyes Yui-chan", Mizuki pointed out as if the other girl had missed it, practically bouncing with excitement.

"Ah yes, young love, I'm so jealous", Yui said, wiping at her eye as if brushing away a tear.

This time Kanna could only stare, unable to believe what Yui had just said before it dawned on her that to look at Yui, she had broken the unvoiced contest between her and Ryuuya.

Turning back she found him avoiding her gaze so she couldn't initiate another glaring match.

Facing Yui all she could do was mouth "I hate you, you know that", to which her friend responded by blowing her a kiss.

"…Ok, but none of that actually answered my question", Ema pointed out sheepishly.

"I have nothing else", Ryuuya answered first this time, "When I tried to leave I found all of my things gone".

"Really? That is strange…then again I'm surprised no one met you, I mean, I know I told Yui that…", she glanced over at the young woman who seemed to have developed an intense fascination with her nails, "Yui-chan, what happened to Ryu-kun's things?"

"Not a clue", Yui responded sweetly…too sweetly.

Mizuki looked at her friend, admiration shining in her eyes, now wide open, "Yui-chan, you didn't…"

Yui smiled minutely which started the sandy haired girl squealing like a teenybopper before her favourite boy band.

"Yui-chan you're the coolest!", once more Mizuki was in awe of her older friend's many talents.

Accepting the praise, Yui forgot she was meant to be playing it innocent, suddenly noticing the eyes of everyone in the room upon her.

"Busted", Chii's single phrase pretty much summed it up nicely as Yui scratched the back of her head nervously and chuckled weakly.

"I should have known", Ema muttered as if wondering why she had trusted the blond girl in the first place, "Ok, after Yui returns your clothes Ryu-kun, we'll finish up our chat and get you moved in".

Having perched on the arm of the sofa near Ayu, Kanna practically fell when she heard that, "What? Moved in, you mean he…".

"Yup", Yui supplied with a tiny smirk, "Meet the newest resident of the Hinata Sou".

She might have been in trouble for not telling everyone earlier, but as far as Yui was concerned, Kanna's slack jawed expression made it all worthwhile.

---Author Notes---

Ok, first things first, ages and so on:

Ryuuya Kisame: 17

Kanna (withheld): 17

Ayu (unspoken): 16

Chii Su: 13

Yui Su: 19

Mizuki Sekata: 16

Natsuki Otohime: 22

Ema Maeda: 33

Next up, Chapter Two: The New Guy; Ryuuya is introduced to Hinata house law as he begins his search.

Till next time, Betweenheavenandhell