Ian, Ichigo, Naru, and Sue were in the kitchen. Ian had a black eye. He was rubbing a bag of peas against his black eye. Naru was beside her son with a stern look on her face. She was the one who delivered the black eye. Ichigo was sitting at the table, his tongue was burning. Sue was sitting beside Ichigo stuffing her face with curry.

" I feel sick," Ichigo's tongue was on fire. " What did you put in that food?"

" The food's not the problem," Sue retorted stuffing more of the strange food in her mouth. " You just eat too much sugar. It ruins your taste buds."

" I don't think that's the case."

" You know, Sue, don't you feel enthralled being here?" Naru asked.

" Did you feel enthralled beating up your own son?" Ian asked.

" I do, Naru. It's like when we were both young and you and Keitaro were trying to get into Tokyo U.

" Yeah. Remember the day you and Keitaro got married?"

" Remember the time you and Keitaro tried to have sex for the first time?"

" Yeah."

" I gave you that—"

Naru squeezed her hands over Sue's mouth before she could say another word. Naru was infuriated. A small red tick popped out her head. Naru's face was obscured by dark light as her small yellow eyes were the only thing Sue could see.

" We get the point. Stop talking—"

" Hello." Naru and Sue heard a loud sound. It was coming from the door. The door fell apart. Naru and Sue then heard the sound of glass smashing. " Hello."

"Mutsumi's here," Naru and Sue said in unison.

Mutsumi has her own unique approach to life; a combination of super optimism, naivety, and heresy absurd insights. Despite her apparent air headed behavior she is, however extremely bright and somewhat mischievous though this is hampered by her physical fragility; like when she got higher marks then Keitaro and Naru in the mock exams but failed to get into the university three times because she forgets to write her name and how she worked with Sue and Sarah to pull pranks on Keitaro.

Mutsumi walked in. She hadn't aged since Ian first met her. She still had that long brown hair reaching her mid-back, that same curvaceous figure, and that those happy eyes. Her eyes were closed. She was wearing a green sundress with a sun hat on her head. Prone to anemic fainting, her optimistic spirit used to stark contrast to her frail body as she gradually got better. But she was still very clumsy.

" Aunt Mutsumi?" Ian asked. " You're here?"

Mutsumi didn't say a word. She walked towards Mutsumi. The way she moved made people think she was tipsy. Mutsumi stride over to Ian. Ian could almost smell alcohol on her breath. Mutsumi never could hold her alcohol, and if she did have alcohol it was because Mitsuni met up with her and gave it to her. Mutsumi took one long pause at Ian and then she kissed him.

Ian experienced an open mouth kiss. It hurt. Mutsumi's tongue was wrapping around his tongue like a serpent. Ian's looked around. His mother Naru, Sue, and Ichigo were looking at him. Naru's mouth was agape, Sue was still munching on her curry-like dish, and Ichigo was holding a camera up recording Ian's kiss. Mutsumi pulled her lips away and smiled at Ian. Naru stood up and banged her fists against the table.

" Mutsumi, you can't just waltz in here unannounced and kiss my son! It's not right!"

" You're right Naru. How silly of me."

Mutsumi smacked her hands on Naru's cheeks. She kissed Naru on her lips. Just like her son Naru also felt uncomfortable with Mutsumi's tongue wrapping around her mouth. And more so by how Ichigo was recording it with a camera. Mutsumi pulled her tongue out of Naru's mouth, then she sleep on her chest. Mutsumi was using Naru's chest as a pillow to help her sleep.

" OI, I am so taking a video of this. Show me some more sugar, baby."

" Speaking of sugar, weren't you the one who tried pouring it in Coach Yatokize's octane tank when I showed up and told you if you acted like a barbarian you would become a barbarian."

" Did you say that? I must have been high."

" Peach Fuzz."

' No one calls me Peach Fuzz! Nobody!"

" What's wrong with Peach Fuzz, Ian?" Sue asked.

" It all started when we were in middle school. Ichigo took Gym class. Because he was so out of shape everyone decided it would be funny to take his clothes and put them on the goal post we used for football."

" Don't tell this story!"

" Well I'm telling the story! Anyways, it was lunch time. Icihgo was outside with nothing but a towel around his legs."

" I was shivering!"

" Anyways, Ichigo took a ladder trying to grab his clothes that were on the very top. But when he reached too far his towel slipped off. So there Ichigo was, butt-naked, while everyone was looking at him. The girls were laughing at him, the boys were laughing at him—"

" You were laughing at me."

" And there was Coach Yatokize waving his arms up and down not doing anything. I think he was trying to symbolize a Touchdown. Ever since then some of the kids would could him Six Weeks of Winter, Pink Bush—"

" Peach Fuzz!"

" Yes, I heard about that," Naru said. " Risako told me a friend of hers saw it when she was on her way to the conveince store."

" Who's Risako?"

" Risako Urashima," Sue replied. " She's Naru's daughter and Ian's sister."

" Ian, I didn't know you had a sister. Why were you trying to keep her from everyone?"

" Not from everyone, Ichiro. Just from you. She's two three years older than me and attends nursing school. Every Wednesday I would take a train to her nursing home and give her a sack of onions."

" Why onions?"

" Because she likes cutting them. She says it feels better than mom's soap operas."

" Is she single?"

" What part of the Bro Code do you not understand?"

" The Bro Code?"

" Yes. It says one person cannot sleep with the other person's sister if they've known that person for over twenty-four hours. "

" What other stupid thing are on this 'code'." Naru said.

" Let's see…" Daisuke tapped his chin thinking about what he was going to say next. " You must always have your bro's back, no exceptions. When your bro's girlfriend inquires about his whereabouts you know nothing, always. If your bro is aiming for the hot friend they must always double date with the dynamite."

" Do you mean she carries bombs?" Sue asked. " I like this woman idea."

" No Sue, it means one of them has to be with the less beautiful friend."

" A bro must always respect another bro's car, house, and parents. Love thy father and mother. A bro will never get with a bro's biological mother or sister. Step sisters and mothers are a fair game. If Ian wasn't your son, would you and me like to play Twister?"

" Sorry, but I'm happily married to a nice man."

" Boner Killer. And that's all I can remember."

" Yippee," Ian said nonchalantly.

" So when are the rest of the guests going to arrive?"

" One should be arriving right about…"

BING-BONG!