Here's the next one. It's a complete 180 from the last few chapters, but I hope you all enjoy it.

Shin found it weird that his hair was moving. If he was in France, he'd suspect Gabby or the dog, but he wasn't in France. Turning, he saw Naomi sitting next to him who was now giggling and saying something about his hair being red. She startled him, causing him to roll off the bed onto the floor. Now that he was on the floor, he did a quick check to make sure he was decent, which he found that he was. Sighing with relief, he looked again at the giggling three year old. He swore that he had locked the door the night before.

"You're up early." He finally said.

"Mommy said wake Uncle Shin up."

"Did she say why?"

"She go to work."

Shin sighed, "Give me five minutes and we'll go out."

She jumped off the bed and ran out of the room. Sighing, he dressed himself and walked out. The girl was sitting on the floor with her toys when he found her. He then went to the kitchen to grab food. Getting what he wanted, he turned and bumped into Naomi. She fell and started to pout.

"No, don't cry." Shin said, not knowing what to do with a crying child, "I'm sorry."

And she continued to cry. Not knowing what to do, Shin did what he thought was the best idea. He called Touma.

"What did you do?"

"She followed me and I turned and she fell over. I said I was sorry."

He heard Touma sigh, "Shin, you can't expect a kid to stop after saying sorry."

"Well, what do I do?"

"Have you picked her up and tried to calm her down?"

"No."

"Try that."

Shin then followed his friend's hints. After settling her down, Shin thanked him.

"Geez Shin, I thought out of all of us, you'd be good with kids. You handled Kimberly pretty well."

"I don't have any, and your kid is easy. Give her a book and she stops everything to read it." Shin snorted, "Do I have to keep reminding you?"

"No. I just like bringing that stuff up to piss you off. It's funny." He then stopped laughing, "But seriously, you can't reason with kids. Just be the uncle and spoil her."

"Sayoko will hate me for that."

"That's why you live in another country, Boy-chama."

Shin sighed. He then felt his pants' leg being pulled on. Her small voice was asking for something to drink. After giving Touma one last insult, Shin got her a glass of water before starting breakfast. He soon found that Naomi wanted to eat too, because he was going to eat. He ended up making Hello Kitty pancakes for her, which she then told him that pancakes were awesome and that she had never eaten them before. Naomi then thought it would be funny to try and run her hands through his hair while covered in syrup. So he threw her into the bath. As she splashed around, he took the chance to wish his hair in the sink.

"Uncle Shin, I done." She said standing up.

Feeling awkward, Shin had covered his eyes when she stood, "Let me find you a towel."

He blindly felt around to find one. Then his leg felt wet.

"You're silly." She said, hugging him.

Finding his shirt, he quickly put it on her to cover her up. Then she took off.

"Wait," he yelled after her, "You need to get dressed."

Then he heard it. The one word he didn't feel like hearing at the time.

"Mommy!"

"Oh no." he mumbled.

"Why are you wet and wearing Shin's shirt?" he heard Sayoko say coming in the door.

"I took bath. Uncle Shin is silly."

"I see." She said, giving him a look, "Can't handle a three year old girl, brother?"

Shin gave her an awkward smiled, "I guess not."

"Well, I'll get her dressed for you and then you can take her outside to play." She grinned, "And you'll probably want a shirt on before you head out. It's cold today."

Shin hummed, heading to his temporary room. She always knew how to poke at him with words. And the shit-eating grin he got as she handed her Naomi made him feel even more like an idiot. So he needed a safety blanket, again.

"Touma, what do little girls like to do when they're out and about?"

Tenku gave him an evil laughed, "You poor soul. I don't know how you survived living with Sayoko and your mother."

Shin sighed. He knew calling Touma again was going to be brutal.

"Older women are easier to figure out."

"Yeah, I watched you tame Carla." Touma laughed, "But remember this about little girls: sugar, spice and everything nice, but don't forget that they are greedy little bastards when you take them out to the store."

"What does that mean?"

"Look through your old kids photos from about twenty years ago. All of your answers are there."

Shin paused, wondering why letting Touma live with his family was ever a good idea.

"Dresses, candy and looking pretty." Shin mumbled, "I think I got it this time."

"Good," Touma sighed, "Now stop calling me. I'm trying to get Seiji to go out with me to a science fair and you keep interrupting it. I'm almost out of duct tape because he keeps getting out of it."

"You're not wrapping it around him correctly then."

"That's what she said."

"I hate you."

"No you don't. If you were a real woman, you wouldn't be able to resist my charm. Libras and Pisces get along very well. You're the unicorn to my atom."

Shin sighed as he hung up the phone. He had to stop with he heard Seiji in the background add his two cents about not letting a Pisces steal his Libra.

"Uncle Shin!" he heard a screech from behind him, "Let's go!"

Okay, maybe taking her out to watch the ducks wasn't such a bad idea. Shin got to sit under a tree while the girl played with a bit of water and cute birds. Nothing a Mori couldn't handle, right? She had some bread to toss to them and watching the ducks chase it made her laugh. Then she ran out of bread and decided to throw rocks. Shin had to quickly get up to tell her not to, which made her mad. Now instead of being the cool uncle, he was an asshole. He was never having kids. Never.

Now carrying her on his shoulders, he was receiving an endless head rub as Naomi kept running her hands through his hair. The words red and soft were heard over and over. His nice, neat part became a bunch of fluffy spikes.

"You have a weird obsession with my hair, don't you?"

"Red." She giggled before kicking him with the heel of her feet, "Giddy-up!"

"Ow, the kicking hurts."

He just received more kicks, in which he retaliated with bringing her around and carrying her upside-down until she stopped kicking. Shin then placed her on his hip and carried her back towards the house. He tried to ignore the looks he was receiving for carrying her oddly, but Naomi made it hard for some to not comment.

Walking in the front door, Shin gently tossed her onto the sofa which she then tried to jump on him. It soon became a game of him pushing her to her bottom and she would try to jump on him. Shin quickly became sick of it and sat down, pinning her in between the couch and his back. They sat like that until Sayoko came home with Taro. Knowing her brother's looks well, Sayoko knew he was slightly angry with something. Seeing the look as well, Taro took Naomi with him to their rooms.

"Let me guess," Sayoko then spoke, "She was too much?"

"No, she's completely crazy." Shin crossed his arms, "There was not one thing we did today that both of us enjoyed."

She sighed, "I was hoping that you didn't have to tell me that. Everyone that watches her says the same."

Getting up, Shin excused himself to make a phone call.

When Taro knocked on his uncle's door, he found that Shin was going through old clothing, and folding them into separate piles. What caught his eye the most was the old camouflage uniforms.

"Uncle Shin," Taro said in a calm voice, "We have visitors over and mom wanted me to tell you that dinner is done."

He then walked over to look, "You were in the army too?"

Shin laughed, "No. I had to work with them for a bit."

"You're the coolest uncle ever; Armor and shooting bad guys."

"I was going to toss these out." Shin said looking at all the uniforms, "Do want them?"

"Please?"

Shin laughed, "Take good care of them."

"You have medals too?" Taro said looking at them, "What did you do?"

"I jumped out of helicopters to save people in the water."

"What's this one for?"

Shin stared at it before laughing, "There was a flood and I had just saved an elderly woman. She started telling me that I should have saved her dogs, and then she started to hit me with her cane when I told her that I didn't see any dogs."

"What did you do then?"

"I jumped back into the water to look for any form of dog. When I entered her house, there were just stuffed toys so I grabbed one and brought it to her. She then hugged me."

"What about this one?"

Shin frowned looking at the one Taro was holding. It was from the shooting.

"Eh, your mom can tell you about that one."

Hearing the change in tone, Taro didn't bother him about it, "Okay. Who are these people?"

He was holding up the picture of Yayoi and a ripped page from an old magazine. Shin quickly took it away from him before he could recognize her or ask questions about the barely clothed woman picture. He knew that he probably should go through the pockets before letting him take them.

"No one special."

"What are you two doing?" Sayoko asked, standing in the doorway.

They both gave her a surprised look.

"Come on." She said, before leaving.

Entering the dining room, Yayoi and her fiancé were already sitting down. Naomi was rambling about the ducks from earlier. Shin realized how awkward this visit was. First was that he was having dinner with his ex-girlfriend and her fiancé, and the second was the guy's name; Morimoto Shin.

Leaning to his sister, Shin let her know in English, "This is really awkward. Why do I have to be here?"

"Because you're polite and the perfect gentleman."

"I'm not watching Naomi in the morning then."

"Fine."

The third thing that made it all awkward is that the women called him Boy-chama all night to not confuse Yayoi's fiancé. It made the two kids laugh as well.

'So much for being the cool uncle.' Shin thought, trying to hide his embarrassment in his glass.

The last thing that made him open a bottle of wine to drink out of was that he was left to entertain the man. The guy was smart, polite, but uncomfortable with new people. He would move his glasses around when he was nervous. The man was lucky that Touma was not here. Touma liked to make fun of nerds that couldn't get out of their safety box.

"So," he started after drinking out of his glass, "You play the cello."

Shin saw the man's eye lit up before he spoke, "I do. I find the sound peaceful. Do you play any instruments?"

"I can play the guitar. I'm not great at it though."

"Then you're not practicing it enough." The man said, "The guitar is a hard instrument to learn. If you're serious about learning it, you should be practicing at least four hours a day."

Shin frowned, "I only play with a friend when he's over."

"Hmm," the man hummed, "You know her brother right?"

"I do. He's a friend of mine."

"Why is he so scary? It's like he's hiding something."

Shin laughed, "He's not hiding anything. He's just like that."

It took a few more topics before they both could contain a conversation going. It also helped that Shin cheated and got his counterpart to drink with him. Comparing wine was something they both enjoyed, and Shin brought out the two bottles he had brought with him. Something else they had in common was that the women in the house were a bit angry that they were drinking.

"So you two are drinking?" Sayoko said, giving her brother a glare.

"Not drinking; comparing." The other Shin responded, "Wine is something to be enjoyed slowly, not finished quickly."

"As a wise Frenchman once said," Shin started, "Ce soir, nous buvons du vin et faire la fête."

"And who was this?" Sayoko asked.

"It was my friend Martin."

"Boy-chama, why don't you take the kids upstairs and get them ready for bed." She then said.

Shin sighed, "Alright."

Getting the children to bed, Shin could hear the conversation going on between his sister and the guests. It mostly consisted of Sayoko apologizing to Yayoi about his behavior. Yayoi didn't seem to mind as her fiancé was happy. He came out to the living room after hearing the front door shut.

"What the hell, Shin?"

Shin snorted, "I made an uncomfortable circumstance work. It was better than anything the two of you did."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Sighing, Shin stopped his attack to grab his coat and shoes, "Nothing. I'm going out."

He could hear her walk up to him quickly, "Just answer the question."

"Boy-chama, really? It was cute ten years ago. I think after tonight, the only woman in Japan that doesn't treat me like a little boy is Nasuti. No wonder Mr. Morimoto was comfortable." He then walked out the door with keys in his hand.

"Shin, the police are stricter about driving drunk nowadays." She called out.

"Don't worry about me calling you then."

"Shin…"

He didn't turn to give her the bird.