Author's Note: I'm sorry it's been so long. It's kinda hard to write a romance story when you yourself are having serious relationship problems and other stuff. This is a short chapter, sorry. This chapter is going to be humorous for once.

Back in Japan

"How the hell do you change a diaper!" Kyo screamed downstairs to Yuki, who was reading in the living room.

"Figure it out yourself, you stupid cat!" Yuki called back, a smile twitching on his lips.

"Kyo, don't yell!" Came Shigure's voice from the other end of the house.

"Who wants tea!" Ayame.

"My God…" Hatori muttered, stalking to Marleo's room and snatching the diaper from him. He quickly changed Marleo, all the while muttering. "We need to potty train him. Soon."

"What we need is a god damned female," Kyo scowled and snatched his son from Hatori, setting him in his bed. "Have a good nap, kid." Hatori rolled his eyes and dragged Kyo out, stalking downstairs.

"Tea anyone?" Ayame flounced out of the kitchen, teapot and cups in hand.

"Please," Hatori replied and walked into the kitchen.

"I'm hiring a maid…" Kyo muttered and walked into the study, beginning his search for a phonebook.

"What the hell is all the screaming...?" Hatsuharu walked downstairs rather slowly, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

"Tea?"

"No thanks." Haru said and walked to the living room, peering over Yuki's shoulder. "Is that a Sex 101 book?"

"Ah! No!" Yuki yelped, jumping up. "Have you just decided to move in?"

"Yeah, basically. Who else is going to keep Shigure and Ayame in check?"

"Um… Hatori?"

"Yeah, right. What's this I hear about Kyo hiring a maid?"

"No idea. We can't afford it…"

"I say we make Kyo get a job."

"Excellent idea, Haru…" Yuki said and walked into the kitchen, proposing the idea to the others.

"Excellent! I can't pay for all of you!" Shigure beamed.

"You don't do anything other then sit on your ass." Haru said, raising his brows.

"Hem, hem!" Hatori cleared his throat. "I suggest you all get jobs… I will stay home and care for Marleo since I am the only one who actually knows how to change a diaper."

"Me! A job! Ha, my dear Hari, you must be joking?" Ayame grinned.

"I assure you, I am not." Hatori nodded and stood, fetching the paper. "Look for some jobs, boys." And with that, he walked upstairs.

"I got a maid!" Kyo said as he walked into the kitchen, freezing as he saw all of them looking at a newspaper. "Um…?"

"Looking for jobs. Join in."

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"Applying here, eh?" The martial arts instructor raised his brows at Kyo and Hatsuharu, surveying them. "Aren't you both a bit… scrawny?"

"We're professionals, believe us." Haru said, crossing his arms.

"Alright, let's see what you both can do. My name's Nigurmurshi, you'll be sparring me. No pads, no hard hits. First one to land three hits to the chest wins." The instructor said, nodding. He walked into the ring, Kyo following after him. "Bring it; you can take a free hit on me."

"Fine then," Kyo smirked and launched himself at him, Nigurmurshi barely having time to move. Kyo rolled his eyes and did a mock punch, watching as Nigurmurshi moved his hands to block it, then Kyo landed a sold kick in his chest.

"Not too bad, rookie." The instructor grinned and kicked at Kyo's head.

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"Welcome to Sunshine Station! How can I help you today!" The waitress at Sunshine Station, a local restaurant in downtown Kyoto, asked.

"I'm here to apply for a job!" Ayame grinned widely.

"Okay! Follow me!" She said and led him, with a slight bounce to her step, towards the manager's office. She knocked and pushed open the door, pushing Ayame in.

"Hello, I'm Ayame Sohma and I will be applying for a job."

"Are you cheerful?" The manager asked, one of those 'I-hate-this-job-but-I-need-money' smiles plastered on his face.

"To the very core!"

"Can you handle children? And I mean lots of children?"

"Of course I can. I have a young nephew, in fact." Ayame responded cheerfully, his hands clasped together calmly.

"Well, fill this out then and we'll see what you can do, Mr. Sohma…" The manager said, rolling his eyes. Whoever is supervisor was, he needed a good kick to the head. How the hell could people be so happy here? Just because it had the word 'sunshine' in the name, he guessed…

Yeah, random chapter. Here's some things I want to clear up:

Dark: I know Gothic people can be Christian. Believe me, I know. I used to be Gothic and I was still a Christian. Most people just assume Goths are not Christian, and I strongly am against that. I arugue against large groups about that subject.

Cocoke5: Never predict my stories. Ever. If I hear someone predicting them, I will change the entire thing up. Actually, I never have a set plan for my stories... ha.

That concludes my clearing up section. People, please IM or email me. I really need advice. Life is tough right now, and i'm fighting a losing battle.