Kodomo No Omocha is property of Miho Obana.

A/N: Thanks for reviewing! Thanks a ton! I feel great, now! I'm having a ton of fun with this fic! I can't tell you what I'm planning, mostly cuz I don't know yet! Ha ha! But, really, thanks a lot!

Akito's POV

I sighed, flying down the street. Natsumi was gonna be so ticked! I should just be thankful that she was legally an adult before Mom died! Screw Dad, who the heck knew where he was. Probably off with some replacement family. I pulled up to the front step, hopping off my bike and just letting it fall there, pausing only to open the front door. "Natsumi, I'm so sorry!" I cried.

I smelled dinner and followed the scent. She was in the kitchen. She glanced up at me. "Hello, Akito." She said softly. "You and I need to have a talk." She ushered me into the living room. We sat on the fluffy couch. "Akito… Mom is dead… and Dad…"

"Dad ditched us!" I clenched my fists.

"Don't say that! We don't know what happened! He could be dead for all we know! Up until he disappeared on that business trip he loved us all very much so don't say things like that!" I relaxed, letting the anger simmer down. "I know you and I have never really understood each other and it's hard sometimes to get along but we're all we have now. We need to stick together." She told me.

"Does… that mean you're not mad that I'm home late?" She laughed at my question.

"No! Dinner's not ready so technically you're home early. By the way, what were you doing?" Oh crap.

'Quick! Lie! Think of a lie!'

"Uh… I was… um… I met this girl, Sana Kurata-" I began. Suddenly Natsumi screamed her girly, high-pitched scream.

"Sana Kurata?! She's famous! Did you get her autograph?!" Famous? This was the first I'd heard of her.

I shook my head. "No, but I gave her a ride home. She was throwing a party… she asked if I wanted to come but I thought you'd be ticked… so I declined and hurried home…" Natsumi dragged me to the front door.

"I'm getting dinner in the fridge! We'll have it tomorrow! Get your bike ready, we're going over there!" Huh? I got on my bike and waited. Natsumi ran out the door, slamming it and locking it behind her, jumping on the bike with me. "Go! Go! GO!" She ordered. I pedalled as fast as I could. "Wow… her house is pretty close, isn't it?" I nodded. Natsumi got off and ran up the door she rang the doorbell. No answer.

I rolled my eyes. "Come on, Natsumi." I pulled her to the backyard. There was a gate. I looked around and spotted Sana. "Hey! Kurata!" I called, waving my arm in the air to get her attention. She turned and saw me.

"Akito! You can come? What about your mom?" My blood froze. I didn't really have a mom… but Tsuyoshi's the only one that knows that. I forced my blood to heat again.

"Uh, she said I could come!" I lied.

"Okay!" She opened the gate for Natsumi and me. "Is this your sister?" I nodded. "I'm so happy you could make it! Help yourselves!" She gestured to the buffet tabled.
"Don't mind if I do." I grinned, heading in its direction.

"Akito! Don't be rude! Thank Sana for inviting you! Oh, Sana, I'm your biggest fan!" Sana laughed nervously.

"Uh… thanks! Don't worry about it! If not for Akito I would've been late for my own party! That's thanks enough!" Noticeably, she left out the part about our condition. I'd have to thank her a billion times over later.

A/N: Hm… Muse ran out. I'll read over it again and start writing some more. For now, I'll post.