Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu walked into his room with his head low, not noticing me sitting in the room. He continued walking to her desk until he noticed me once I cleared my throat, catching him off guard as he got ready to fight... Or something along them lines. "Oh!" Fuyuhiko exclaimed, backing down once he realized who I was. His eyes went wide, then back to normal. He then continued on and sat behind his deck. "What do you want?" He questioned looking up at me.

Its not like I didn't like Fuyuhiko, in fact, if she was being honest, he would've been a good friend to the old me, but to the now me was a different story. I've seen the Yakuza before, and so far, he seemed weak compared to the ones I've face and met. But looks alone hasn't made him the Ultimate Yakuza.

He snapped out of his quick thought to look at me. "You forgot that we're suppose to hang out, our teachers assignment?" I asked, crossing my arms as I leaned back.

He sighed and placed his folder down on the desk. "I don't have time to waste, so tell me your business and leave me alone." He said, with me narrowing my eyes at his tone of voice.

I didn't like it one bit. I cleared my throat and pushed down the urge to get up and beat the shit out of him, it was suicide, but would of been worth it to put him in his place.

I watched as he tried to compose himself after his outburst. "Sorry, I prefer NOT to fail this assignment and have her all over my ass. Would you like to have her on your ass?

Fuyuhiko chuckled nervously as he rubbed the back of his head. "Right, I'm just a little stressed." Fuyuhiko smiled, but I could tell it was fake, it seemed practiced and I couldn't help but feel like I was about to find out why. Fuyuhiko picked up a pen from his desk and started to cross things out on her folder while. "I don't want to sound rude, but why are you here?" Fuyuhiko questioned.

"I just told you why I'm here." I said, rolling my eyes.

Fuyuhiko looked up from his work. "The assignment?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow.

I nodded as it was the truth. "Yeah, I told you, I don't want the teach on my ass twenty four seven. I don't want to get to know you, which brings me to my question. Would you mind if I just hang out with you, not bothering you while you do Yakuza stuff?" I asked as it was a win-win situation.

Fuyuhiko's eyes went wide as he stood and walked over to a cabinet. "Fine, you will stay till dinner." He spoke over his shoulder, with me shrugging as I was ok with that.

I smiled at him. "I'm fine with that." I responded as I leaned my head back.

"I cant help but think about who you are." He said, looking over at me.

I raised an eyebrow as that caught me off guard. "You don't want to know me, trust me, who I am will break your mind." I responded, narrowing my eyes at him as it was a touchy subject.

He thought about it for a while, then locked eyes with me and at that moment all of questions jumped out the window. It was easy to see that he wanted questions on who I was, but with a single look, it shut him down before he could utter a word out. He gasped and dropped the book he had picked from the cabinet. It made me smile as I saw fear in his eyes.

I couldn't help it, I let out a laugh at him. "Relax, just don't question me on my past and well be fine." I said as I looked to the side. Fuyuhiko bend down and picked up the dropped book, keeping his eyes on me. I really wasn't okay with this, being looked at by another guy was REALLY disturbing.

He sat down at his deck, eyes still on me. "Okay, so your past is out of the question. must of been a terrible past with your family. I'm not questioning, I'm making up a past for you, because you don't want to share your information." He said crossing his arms.

I shook my head and looked at him. "Make up whatever you want about me, just don't make me out as gay." I said as I stood up and started walking to the door, but stopped before I left. "Where's your bathroom?" I questioned, not wanting to bump into some Yakuza members on the way there as I was uninvited.

"Three doors down on your right, cant miss it." He said, pointing down the hall to his right, with me nodding as I exited the room.

Later

Walking out of the bathroom, I made my way back to Fuyuhiko's room. Before I could enter, I watched as Peko stepped out, with her hand on her keno stick, who had her eyes on me, watching my every move. "He's no in there." She said, with me following her.

When we got to the bottom level I saw Ibuki sitting in the waiting area. She walked over and looked at me questioningly when she started laughing. "What?" I asked as I crossed my arms. Peko shook his head and walked out first, followed by Ibuki.

I looked to the side and saw Fuyuhiko sitting at the counter with a girl, making me raise an eyebrow as I didn't recognize her. "Whos she and why was Peko and Ibuki here?" I asked as I walked over to them, taking a seat on the other side of Fuyuhiko.

I could tell my presence had confused the girl. I nodded to her, but kept my mouth shut as to show respect to Fuyuhiko as this was his guest. He glanced at me and went back to eating his salad. "Hey, who the hell are you?"

I looked at the girl, not impressed by her. "Dakota Feichko, the Ultimate Pessimistic." I answered, not wanting to be rude to her.

She laughed at him. "Lame, but since you gave me your name, i might as well do the same!" She said, placing a hand on her chest. "I'm Natsumi Kuzuryu, the Ultimate little sister!" She introduced. Natsumi has long blonde hair, grayish olive eyes similar to her brother and permanent blush marks on both cheeks.

Fuyuhiko turned to look at his sister. "Hey, you can only become Ultimate at a subject, not a role. Like Dakota, he's the best at preparing for the worst, as Peko is the best swords women there is." He explained to her, making her laugh. "I'm serious!"

She then turned to him. "So what, I'm still going to become the Ultimate Little Sister, just you watch!" She said, pointing at him.

I shook my head at her. "If you want to become the Ultimate Little Sister, you're going to need to fit the role. What have you done that has earned you the right, scouts are looking for things that make you pop out, not blend in." I said, looking her dead in the eyes.

Her eyes were wide. "I passed up the chance of taking my brothers spot as the Ultimate Yakuza, dose that count?" She asked, sweating a bit.

I shook my head at her. "No, if you want to become the Ultimate Little Sister, you must be willing to do everything a Little Sister dose, but even beyond that as well." I said, pulling out a slip of paper and a pin. "Step one: Remember the most embarrassing things your brother had done or has happened to him and pick on him about it." I said, knowing that he left as it was his moment to leave. Step two: Don't keep secrets from each other. Step three: You own have his things. Step four: Copy things your brother does. Step five: Try to dress like him. Step six: Play with his old toys, but your too old for that so scratch that one off." I said as i scratched it off as soon as i wrote it down. "Step seven: Listen to each other, shows trust. Step eight: Manipulate your parents, play the ~cute~ card, to get what you want. Step nine: Competition, whether you argue about hair, who looks better, or who can run up the stairs faster. Step ten: Get him to open up to you, don't let him hold the weight over his shoulders, never judge him, always help him with his problems. Step eleven: Always try to have fun with your brother. Step twelve: always turn a bad situation into a funny one, lighten the mood up. Step thirteen: Who ever makes your brother angry, don't rush head in, ask him about it, and if he doesn't have a way around it, help him, and vice versa, but don't abuse this power as it is dangerous not only to you, but your brother. Step fourteen: Be proud of your brother, and he in return will be proud of you. Step fifteen: If they make your brother cry, are not worth handing out with, so you have to remind him this every time he dose, but he's a big boy and if he cries, be there for him. Step sixteen: Never get drunk without your brother seeing your first time getting drunk, he'll flip once he sees you get drunk and it will be funny for the both of you. Step seventeen: Let your brother know he's amazing every now and then, he will listen too you. Step eighteen: boring bits on TV, fast forward because you two grew up with each other and know what the other likes in the movie, don't always do. Step nineteen: make plans together, like movies or what not. Step twenty: when you move away from each other, it will hurt, so don't even prepare for it, because step twenty: reuniting with one another is the best feeling for both of you." I said, looking at her as she stared at the note.

"So, If I follow those steps, I'll become the Ultimate Little Sister?" She asked, with me shacking my head at her.

"No, it gives you a better chance." I said, with her looking at it again. "Another thing, the Ultimate Little Sister shouldn't be rude to others, but show respect. Because once you show them respect, they in turn will show it too you." I said, handing her the slip. "That is what will make you become the Ultimate Little Sister." I said as I stood up. "Now, I must get going, it is getting late." I said as I noticed the clock, bowing to her as I made my leave.