A/N Hi, everyone! I got really sick this week, so I stayed in bed making this chapter for you all! It was a good thing too, considering I haven't put in a chapter for a while. It seemed like a terribly long time I had spent not writing. I'm sorry!

"Oh, it's so beautiful!" Tsukushi sighed, marveling at the wondrous house. It was big, but somehow not uncomfortably big. First sight, she liked this place. Tall and full of windows, it probably had a different perspective to each view. She started to run towards it in excitement, but turned and looked at Tsukasa, who was walking a poor pace behind her. She felt sorry for him, he'd insisted on carrying all of their stuff towards the mansion.

"You need some help with that?" She asked pityingly.

"No, I'm just fine!" He snapped.

She jumped back, not expecting such a rude, vocal slap from him. She was just about to say something that was sure to start a fight, when all of a sudden, "THOSE DAMN KIDS!" Tsukasa huffed, still holding all their stuff; and, miraculously, walking at the same time. "They think that they can get away trying to kill us? I'll kill them!" He was starting to turn red from all the shouting. Tsukushi slowed down slowed down so she was walking in the same step he was.

Touching his shoulder, she said to him, "Tsukasa, I don't think you should be doing much of anything right now. You are obviously shocked, and I wouldn't blame you. Let me take my bag; we are only a few more feet to the house."

Before he could protest, she already took her bag from out of his hand.

"All right," he sighed. Why take it out on adorable Tsukushi, when he could crack their [F3 heads later?

After what seemed to be a long time, but probably only ten minutes later, they got to the entrance. Tsukasa set down his bag, and opened the twelve foot door for Tsukushi.

Surprised, she asked, "Why don't you lock your mansion?"

He laughed. "Stupid girl," he started softly, "If anything foreign shows up on my security's radar, they fly someone out here to secure it. We don't need silly locks out here."

"I'm not stupid," she said softly, while walking through the door.

It was as marvelous on the outside as it was inside the mansion. The first thing she noticed when she walked through the front door was the ceiling. About fifty feet up, carved into a dome shape, the ceiling was a huge window, but tinted to the point that it gave off a slightly depressed air. Slowly scrolling her eyes down, she noticed that the wallpaper was made to look like ancient parchment paper, with grey accents. Right in front of her was a grand staircase, also worn and old-looking. The only thing that looked like it was new was all the windows. Huge windows, everywhere. Not too many to make you feel exposed, but enough too be adoringly gazed out of.

Noticing how quiet she was, Tsukasa looked at her. She seemed totally overwhelmed with the house. Walking up behind her, he put his lips next to her ear, and his arms around her waist, and whispered, "Like it?"

Trying to seem like this was normal; she said unwavering, "Yes… Tsukasa. I love it."

He sighed huskily, and said, "Mmm… good."

Releasing her from his grip, he picked up the bags, (hers included) and started up the stairs. She followed.

"Here's our room," Tsukasa said, stopping in front of a pale blue door.

"Our room?" She asked inquisitively.

"Ugh, pervert!" He sighed. "This was going to be our room even before we knew that we were going to be alone! Rui and Akira where going to share a room, my sister with your friend, and Sojiro was going to have his own room. This place may be big, but it doesn't have many bedrooms."

Even after the explanation, she decided to argue back, "Oh, I'm the pervert? You're the one who automatically decided we'd share a room. Why couldn't I share with Yuki?"

Deciding to drop it, he opened the door.

What was inside shocked both of them.

"Wh-what d-did you d-do?" Tsukushi sputtered, half between rage and bewilderment.

"I didn't do anything!" He said, still staring at the room in shock.

There was one bed, of course, but that wasn't what shocked them. Every where, there was candles, condoms, candies, and other things that didn't start with 'c'. There was toys, (wink wink) lingerie, and several other things that shouldn't be there.

Tsukushi was so shocked, she didn't say anything else, she just left the doorway and made her way to the other rooms in the hall. Opening door after door, the scene was the same. The same. And she was upset. Sliding down on the floor, she started shaking. Not knowing if it was out of anger, Tsukasa ran to the end of the hallway, expecting an explosion. What startled him was when he realized she was crying silently. He hated it when she cried.

"Hey," He said softly, reaching down to hold her.

She let him, surprisingly. Still sobbing she said, "D-did y-you… do this?"

"No, of course not! I may have problems controlling myself, but I would never put that... corn-stuff in our room!" He said, still shocked. Those damn guys! How could they make my Tsukushi cry like this? They'll pay now!

"Baka," she half-laughed, half cried, " It's porn-stuff, not whatever you said."Starting to calm down, she hiccuped,"I-I'm not e-easy…"

"Hey," He said softly, lifting her face up to his. "I know you're not easy. That's one of the many things I love about you. If we were to do anything, I would want us both to feel comfortable. I've… changed since back then." He said, now noticing how her eyes were watching his lips, and the urge to kiss her was imminent. But this wasn't the time. She needed to trust him right now.

"So," He started, standing up, "Why don't we go clean up our room, and get to bed? If you want, I could sleep on the floor…"

"That's okay," She said, surprising them both. "I think there's enough room for you."

"Welcome to the Domouji mansion, Miss Yuki." Two maids greeted her at the doorway.

"W-why thank you," Yuki said politely. Walking through the front door, there was a rush of feet, and suddenly there was Tsubaki, right in front of her. Wow, she's Tsukasa's sister? Very pretty, like a model.

"Welcome!" She smiled. "Good- you didn't bring anything, just like I told you! Follow me, I'll show you to your room."
"Okay."

Her room was wonderful! Flowers all around; (mostly roses) the bedsheets, the wallpaper, the pillowcases. But, they weren't the outdated, old-people rose sheets. They were rich in color; the deepest reds, the purest whites, the darkest blacks. And there were flowers in the vase on the most beautiful, cherry-red-wood desk.

"Like it?" Tsubaki asked.

"It's wonderful," she breathed.

"Good," she sniffed proudly. "The boys are downstairs, in the living room."

Yuki followed her down the steps and into the living room, where all the boys were seated on the floor, huddled around a phone.

"Oh, good timing!" Sojiro smiled.

"Yeah," Akira started, "We're just about to call the two lovebirds!"

"S-sit down here," Rui said, just waking up. Those boys could hit hard.

"Everyone ready?" Tsubaki asked, sitting down in her own comfy armchair. When she got no response, she dialed the number, and put it on speaker phone.

Later that evening….

Ring, ring ring!

Tsukasa heard a phone, but couldn't find it. Since Tsukushi was in the master bathroom, taking a shower, (not located in their room) she couldn't help him. Where is that damn phone? There was so much clutter, he didn't know where it could be.

Ring ring ring!

By the second ring, he finally found it on his nightstand.

"What do you want!!?" He growled, knowing who it was.

"Hey, how are ya?" Sojiro said in a chipper tone.

"Some damn good friends you are! Not only do you trick us into going on this trip alone! (which actually, I didn't mind-)" He spoke quieter.

"We knew you wouldn't," Akira stated proudly. "It was my idea in the first place."

"Hang on, I wasn't finished arguing with you! You stupid people forgot to put just enough fuel in the tank, so we crashed on the runway instead-!" He shouted now.

"Oh, you two hard-heads lived anyway…" Rui defended. For he was the one who had the job of calculating the statistics. (which, surprisingly, was done by himself, probably why it wasn't so far off)

"And you put that…stuff in our room, and all the other rooms, just so we would have to see it-!"

"Oh, did you see my handiwork?" Sojiro told him gloatingly.

"So, it was you!" Tsukasa yelled at him. "You shocked Tsukushi so bad,-"

"Really-"

"No, don't interrupt!" Tsukasa raised his voice even louder. "You shocked her so bad, she, she… she cried." He spoke much softer, gentle like.

There was a long pause, and then he heard at the other end,

"We're sorry,-"

"We didn't really,-"

"We didn't think,-"

"She said," Tsukasa silenced their blubbering. "That she wasn't easy. For some reason, she seemed really upset about it." And then he decided to tell them what happened, specifically when she started to open all the doors almost at once, looking as if she couldn't out-run them.

"I've never seen her like that before," He stated.

There was complete silence on the other end.

"Wow," someone stated.

"Yeah."

He was just about to continue when Tsukushi entered the room, her hair wet, her skin smelling wonderful, her body in some striped pajamas that were buttoned down to the very deep of her neck.

"I-I've got to go," he stated, hanging up the phone.

Tsukushi, noticing where the attention was, shifted uncomfortably and said, "I didn't know we had a phone."

"Me either," Tsukasa breathed.

"So, have you tried calling your jet company?" She asked.

"Oh, uh… no."

"Well, why not try it right now?" She asked him, starting to lie down on her side of the king-sized bed.

"Um, right," He dialed. An automated voice, loudly spoke in a cool manner, saying, 'We're sorry, we can't find the connection. To try again-"

Tsukasa hung up, stating to Tsukushi, "It seems that people can call us, but we can't call them."

"Oh."

Sliding into bed, with his own red/white striped pj's, (the lights already turned off) he said to her, "Could I h-hold you?"

"Mmm…" she stirred, not saying anything else.

He took that as a yes, and pulled him into his arms. He whispered softly, 'thank you', and started to drift off to sleep, Tsukushi following close behind.

"Tsubaki, we didn't mean to, honest!" Akira whined.

"Yeah, we thought they would take it well in hand!" Sojiro defended. "Actually, we were hoping they wouldn't just take it in hand…" He mumbled.

"You made her cry! What… were… you… thin…king?" She said between punches, with glowing eyes. After finishing her roundhouse punch on Sojiro, ("Why me?" He sighed.) she got up and brushed imaginary dust off her sleeve.

"Ah. That's better," she stated.

"What did you do?" Yuki spoke softly, probably out of fear.

"Oh, don't worry about them, I showed restraint. They normally get a worse beating."

"But, shouldn't we take them to the… hospital?" Yuki said, looking at the heap of bodies on the floor. Even though Rui didn't say anything, he got a couple of licks too.

They looked beyond fixing, in fact, they looked like they were dead. But no, they were just knocked out.

"So, do you want to go shopping?" Tsubaki asked.

"Um, isn't it a bit late to shop?" She said hesitantly.

Tsubaki laughed. "Not if you're a Domouji! So let's go!" She said, grabbing Yuki's hand. "You have almost the same figure Tsukushi does! That's perfect!" She squealed, getting them both in her car. (she wasn't like her brother, always driving a limo everywhere)

"Um, okay?" Yuki said. If she was right, (about the boys) then they would be fine, and from what it seemed, Tsubaki wasn't going to let her get out of this car. Wow, she forced me into a car, beat up some boys, and told them off, too! She is such a… cool person!

At the shop(s), Tsubaki took her everywhere, insisting that she pay for everything, which was good, since Yuki didn't have enough money to buy a pair of socks in the whole strip mall. Another thing, (but Yuki didn't know if it was exactly nice) was the fact that she was always putting her in dressing rooms, giving her lots of clothes, some that she never dreamed would be tried on by her.

"Uh, Tsubaki? I don't know about this…" Yuki stated, still in the dressing room with this latest pick.

"Oh, nonsense! You'll look great!"

"That's not what I meant. I… appreciate all these things you buy me, but I can't accept any of it. I don't deserve it." Tsubaki could hear the resentment in her voice.

"Heh... you know something Yuki?" She paused, "I hear that all the time from Tsukushi. Not that it's annoying, but I understand that you guys aren't used to getting the stuff you wanted, and I'm not used to getting to share it with someone. I hope you don't mind, but I like shopping with Tsukushi, and I want to like shopping with you too; so indulge yourself… for my sake."

"Um... okay." Yuki was sorry that she even brought it up. Oh well, at least they could have a fun time at these shops.

"And besides," she added slyly, "I heard there was a certain boy you like? We can make you even cuter!"

"W-what do you know about it?"

"Oh, don't worry, I won't tell anyone that it's… Akira!"

"R-really?" Yuki said, a little shocked that she had known… and didn't know who it was. "Who did you hear this from?"

"No, no, I have my sources…" Tsubaki said smugly, "And I know just what to attract his (and the rest of their) attention!"

Yuki stepped out of the dressing room, wearing a dark blue cocktail dress.

"Oh, you look so cuute!" Tsubaki squealed.

"Do think so?" Yuki sighed in relief.

"Oh yeah! Those boys won't know what hit them! Now, let's go get…shoes!" She said, dragging Yuki with her.

A/N I was right! This was longer! Even though I didn't put as much as I thought I would, I am starting to get sleepy, so I will add it in the next chapter. Speaking of which, since I realized how close it was to Valentine's Day, I will add at least another chapter before the basis of this story. You know, I don't know if I can finish this whole story before Valentine's, because I don't know how long this story will be! But I will do my best.

Thanks for reviewing!