DISCLAIMER I DO NOT OWN BROTHERS CONFLICT IN ANY WAY SHAPE or FORM

Ema clasped her hands together in fear a she witnessed Yusuke and the strange boy face off.

'No! No! I didn't want a scene!' ahe thought worried as she saw the boy try again to punch Yusuke.

Yusuke was able to dodge it again and instead grab the boy's fist, trying hard to push him back.

"Get away you little punk!" The boy shouted at Yusuke.

Suddenly another hand grabbed the boy's arm and yanked him back.

"Okay, okay, let's back off!" Richard ordered as he pulled the boy away.

"Hey I'm not doing anything!" he insisted, "I was trying to ask the princess out."

"Yeah sure, well guess what? Not going to happen!" Richard insisted as he pushed the boy towards another guard who hauled the boy away.

"Princess Ema, are you okay?" Billy asked as he came over to her and Yusuke.

"Yes, just a little frighten by the sudden violence and the boy trying to take me away," Ema said timidly.

"That's alright, situation under control," Richard assured her. Then he looked at Yusuke.

"Good work," he praised, patting Yusuke's shoulder.

"Yeah, you acted fast and professional, didn't lose focus," Billy also praised. Ema and Yusuke could also see the third remaining guard give a thumbs up.

"Uh thanks," said Yusuke a little confused, "I just didn't think it was right that boy trying to sneek away with Ema is all."

"What did he want? Who was he?" Ema asked.

"Good question," Richard said looking over at Violet, "you might want to be a little more careful yourself Miss Cook over who you chose to hang around with, being the Prime minister's daughter and all."

"Oh I've never seen him before," Violet insisted.

"He was with us actually," two of her friends suddenly spoke up, "he was talking/flirting with us when we got the text from Violet to come meet up with her and the princess and he sort of just tagged along."

"Hmm, I should have known. Just some random guy who thinks he's God's gift to mankind and felt he could get Princess Ema to fall for him on the spot," said Richard.

"Is he going to get in serious trouble?" Ema asked a little worried.

"We'll see, depends on what Ken gets out of him. At most he won't be allowed near you ever again," said Richard.

Ema nodded a little timid.

"I know he scared me but, if he was just being flirtatious, I don't want to get him serious trouble," she said softly.

"Don't worry, Ken can handle it and make sure he's punished properly," Billy promised.

"Still," Ema said softly.

"Hate to break it to you, your higness, but being a princess, you're bond to be the target of some crazed fans. Even if they don't mean any harm, they can still cause it," said Billy.

"Billy," Richard said sternly, "enough, drop it."

"Yes sir," Billy replied.

"Well come on, Princess Ema!" Violet said excited again, "we still have lots to see!"

"Okay," Ema decided, going around with Violet's friends again, with Yusuke not too far behind. Richard Billy and the other guard all followed at an even closer distance, just in case.

As they walked on some more, they soon came near the sports section of the university.

"I wonder if Subaru got to see the basketball court," Ema asked out loud looking at the big building.

Richard stopped and looked at the building as well.

"It sure hasn't changed much since my day," he said.

"Violet, do you think we could go tour the gymnasium first?" Ema asked.

"Sure! Let's go!" Violet said as she and her group all headed off, before Ema could react.

"I personally play on the girls volleyball team. We usually do fairly well," Violet started to say, "you play anything, Ema?"

"Not really," said Ema.

"Your mother was actually quite the tennis player," said one of Violet's friends. Ema stopped at her comment.

"She was?" Ema spoke softly.

"Mmmhmm, even went on to the championship one year she was attending school,"

"Is that true?" Ema asked Richard.

"Yes, but it wasn't like she was team captain or something. She wasn't even the one who played in the championship match," Richard explained.

"Of course she couldn't really, being the princess and all," said Billy, "but she was still really good at it."

Ema nodded. "I wonder if I should look into learning how to play," she said.

"Oh don't think you have to, Princess, your mother only played for fun, not as an obligation," Richard insisted.

"I know, but still," Ema kept saying as the group finally made it to the gymnasium.

As the group walked inside, they were surprised to see Subaru heading their way to the exit. He froze when he saw Ema coming in with the big group.

"Oh, another one of your brothers!" Violet said out loud.

Immediately nearly half of her friends raced to Subaru and surrounded him.

"Hi,"

"Hi,"

"So you're an athlete?"

"You any good?"

"Do you just play basketball or do you do other sports as well?"

Subaru looked at Ema with a questionable look.

"Sorry, they're Violet Cook's friends," Ema apologized.

"Uh-huh," Subaru muttered as he tried getting out of his crowd.

"So, Subaru, what did you think of the gym?" Richard asked.

"It's nice," said Subaru, "I suppose if I were to transfer here, I could really work on my skills as a basketball player."

Then he noticed Richard smirking, "how about we make that match between us interesting? If you win, you transfer here. If you lose, you don't?"

Subaru thought about it for a moment.

"I'll consider it," he finally agreed.

"If you don't want to risk it, we can still just do it for fun," Richard assured him sincerely.

"Thanks," said Subaru.

Just then a door behind Subaru and his girls opened and Coach Holly came running out.

"Oh good, you're still here," He said walking over to Subaru, "I wanted to let you know, I spoke to the head of my department and he said I could offere you a full feldge scholarship if you chose to transfer and play for us."

"Oh really?" said Subaru, "that's very generous."

"We can also offer you anything else you might want or need coming here," Coach Holly continued to add on, until he noticed Ema.

"Oh Princess Emma! I'm so sorry!" he said with a bow.

"It's okay, I was just actually coming to see what Subaru thought about your program," said Ema.

"Favourably I hope," said Coach Holly.

"A little I'll admit," said Subaru, "I need some time to think about it first."

"Of course, of course, I understand," Coach Holly assured him, "but do let me know." He handed Subaru a card before walking back to the court.

"Want to come with us Subaru? Miss Cook was going to show us some popular places here on campus," Ema asked.

"Sure," Subaru agreed.

"Would you really consider going here Man?" Yusuke whispered to his brother as they walked on.

Subaru shrugged his shoulders, "it might not be so bad. Iori already is, why not?"

"Yeah and then if shs decides to study here, she'd be going to school with you two?" Yusuke said to himself a little alarm.

Natsume was quite enjoying his quiet time with Emily as he jotted down notes and scanned throught the books and papers. Though mostly he let Emily read allowed to him while he took notes. She seemed to have a habbit of finding the right myths and legends that would be interesting.

"And that's why the legend says the witch haunts the woods," she read out from her latest book.

"Fake or not, she sounds like she'd make a great villan to fight," said Natsume as he wrote down some more notes.

"I used to be scared of her as a kid. My older sister and brother would threaten to drop me off in her woods so the witch would get me," said Emily, "that is until Dad showed me the truth behind her myth. I guess that's why I wanted to be a history major like he is."

Natsume nodded as he kept writting. "I may have a rough idea of what the game should be. I'm thinking a medieval theme game where there a castel is put under a dark spell by a witch and either a knight or a princess must travel through the land to find a golden flower and place it in the palace to put it back in order."

"Like say the castle on the hill?" Emily asked.

"That's what I was going to base it off of and I'll probably make it be a golden Maebe flower," said Natsume.

"Oh that's a good idea. Having a maebe flower in the game will definitely have an affect on Elence residents," said Emily.

"Are you going to have it be a strictly fighting game or maybe a thought provoking game with puzzles and brain tesers the players have to solve?"

"Can't say yet, we're still in the development stage," Natsume said as he wrote some more notes down, "out of curiosity, which would you prefer?"

"Me? I like a good mind challenge personally, but I know how some people just like to blow shit up," said Emily, "if this is meant to be a tribute to Princess Yolanda and Princess Emma, oh sorry Ema, you should ask her and the king which one they prefer. Mind challenging or straight up fighting."

"I shall," said Natsume as he gathered up his notes. He looked at one of the open books in front of him that told the real story about the small castle on the hill.

"One my brothers actually already visited that place not too long ago. He seemed highly intrigued by it," he mentioned, "I think he's already planning on a book to write about it."

"Did anyone tell you how it's the number one hot spot for couples to hang out at?" Emily asked sounding a little annoyed at the idea.

"Yes, the king himself mentioned he had even brought his wife up there for alone time," Natsume concur.

"Sometimes I feel it losses its value by being used as a just a make out spot for horney teenagers," Emily muttered.

Natsume looked at her a little surprised at her comment.

"You never went up there with a boyfriend or something?" he asked.

"I tried not to, actually ended up getting dumped by two boyfriends after I refused to go," Emily admitted.

"Well I find it a little admirable that you have some strong principles and stick to them. Any man who wouldn't want to respect your choice of not wanting to use an important historical sight as a cheap make out spot," Natsume complimented before heading to the doorway.

"Thanks," Emily said as she stayed behind and started to put the books away.

Natsume looked over his journal of notes for his future game. He could already feel the creative process of planning on the game flowing through his head. He was so deep in thought he didn't realize another man hurrying towards him fast.

"Oh dear! Oh dear! What was I thinking?! Of course I didn't have a lecture today, I have that special foreign guest visiting! Oh I hope Emily could handle herself!" He practically shoved Natsume off to the side as he past him.

"One side lad, no extra help today!" he said as he hurried past.

"Huh?" Natsume said looking back at the man walking into Professor Smith's office

"Wonder how long he'd wait until he figured out I already came and went," Natsume said to himself as he walked to the door.

"Oh no! Wrong again!" he suddenly hear Professor Smith shout as once again Natsume felt himself get shoved over again.

"It's not the visor I'm expecting! It's the princess who's visiting! I better hurry! I better hurry!" he hear the professor shouting as Natsume saw him mad dash out the door.

"Dad! Did you just!" Natsume heard Emily cry out, "oh never mind!" She came up towards Natsume, "are you alright Mr. Asahina?"

"Yes, that's twice now your dad just seemed to not notice me," Natsume observed.

"Don't take it personal, he's done that to my brother and especially my sister too. I'm sure if I wasn't working with him all the time, he'd do the same thing to me," Emily insisted.

"I see, um with that said. Can I just contact you next time I need historical help for the game?" Natsume asked.

Emily looked surprised by his question but then smiled.

"Sure, just call me your personal historian," she said. She gently took Natsume's journal and wrote her name and number on it.

"Call me anytime you need, even if it's the middle of the night," she assured him.

"Thank you for your help," said Natsume.

"Ah, of course it was the foreign guest today!" Professor Smith suddenly pushed between the two adults in a hurry, running back to his office. "Emily, come! Stop flirting with that student! We have much to do before he arrives! I know I have some books he might find interesting!"

Natsume looked at Emily with a questionable look.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of dad. You go ahead," Emily assured him, "have a good day."

"Thank you," said Natsume as he hurried off. He looked at Emily's name and number in his page.

It made him smile thinking aboyt her.

"Thanks for the demonstration," Futo thanked Professor Zellman as he led Ami out of the recording area and headed to the exit.

"That was fun, huh?" he asked as he and Ami walked along, "why didn't you tell me you could sing?"

"I never thought about it," said Ami, "just like I never thought I'd be more than a maid to you while you're visiting here or that you'd want to take me back to Japan with you."

Futo turned around and smirked at her.

"Quite the little kick start to your signing career huh? You come back to Japan with me already declared my girlfriend, huh?" he bragged.

"I'm confused! When was it decided I was going back to Japan with you?!" Ami demanded to know.

"The minute you sang that duet with me and I heard how good you are but also heard how good harmony wr make. How can I look over such talent? My recording company would never forgive me," Futo explained as though it was so obvious.

"And the whole girlfriend thing, just as you said, a way to make me more well known?" Ami asked. She felt a little hurt that's all it semmed to be.

"Of course, anyone labled as my girlfriend will have instant fame. It'll be good for you," Futo insisted.

"Well maybe I don't want that kind of fame! I'd rather just have a boyfriend for real, even if he didn't make me famous!" Ami said a little mad as she tried to walk past Futo. She was in such a hurry, she nearly forgot Futo still had a hold of her arm.

He pulled her back until he had his other arm wrapped around her waist.

Normally Ami would give a slightly smug smile and act innocent. But this time around she kept her angry face.

"Would you please let me go, Master?" she requested sternly.

"No," Flut replied bluntly.

"What?" Ami asked as she felt moving against her free will. Futo pulled her into the empty class room just to the right of them and slamming the door shut. Ami felt her back pressed against the door itself before the lights went out.

"Well look at this, I have a cute maid all to my own, even if she's not dressed in the proper attire," shs hear Futo whisper right before he pressed his lips against hers.

All Ami could feel herself doing is moaning in pleasure as Futo kept kissing her. She herself was surprised that she was giving in so easily. She should have been pushing him away, yelling at him, walking away. Not welcoming the forced kisses and the feeling of his hands gliding over body.

"Is this more of an act for my big rush to fame?" she asked in between breaths and kisses.

"Is that all you think about? Fame?" Futo teased, "you'll hurt your boyfriend's feelings if you say such things like that."

"So you really want us to be a couple?" Ami asked as Futo tried to kiss her again.

"I would think that is obvious," Futo said, kissing her some more.

"But, mmm, Master Futo, mmm, we, ah, have only, mmm," Ami had to work really hard to push him back to finish her sentence, "we've only know each other for a few days! And it's only been a master and servant relationship at most."

"Funny how time flies when you're having fun," Futo said as he kissed her again. Ami didn't stop him again, but welcomed it with enjoyment.

That was until the door handle started to shake behind her.

"Why is this door locked? Who's in there!" they heard Professor Zellman calling out from the other side. "You better not be making out in there! You know empty classrooms aren't meant for private make out sessions!"

"Stand back," Futo instructed , pulling her away from the door and letting the professor open it. He came stumbling in mad, only to lose his disposition when he realized Futo was standing in front of him.

"Oh Mr. Asahina! I'm so sorry! I didn't realize you were in here!" he said quickly.

"It's alright, I was just helping my girlfriend adjust her blouse," said Futo calmly.

"Of course, of course!" said Zellman.

"Thank you, have a good day," Futo said as he led Ami out of the room and walked on.

"Smooth," Ami said.

"Oh I'm sure you'll learn to be just as smooth once I make you a star," Futo assured her.

'Wow this is really happening, isn't it?' Ami thought. She never thought such a twist would spring up in her life.

EEma sighed as she sat in one of school's mess halls that was more like a fancy coffe cafe than a cafeteria. All around her Violet and her friends were talking and giggling among themselves. They tried to get Ema and her brothers to join in, and would try to bait Subaru and Yusuke with their flirtatious gestures and words. Both seemd capable of rebuffing the girls fairly easy though.

"So in all honesty, what do you think?" Yusuke eventually asked in a whisper.

"I like it here, it's so beautiful and friendly. Plus I don't know if it's just in my head but I feel connected more to my royal roots here. Like I can feel what it must have been like for my mother or grandfather going here," Ema whispered back.

"Oh," Yusuke said, a little uneasy about the idea of Ema feeling such a connection to the university.

"I like it to," said Subaru, "and if I know for a fact you'd transfer out here, well I'd be more incline to as well.".

"Would you really?" Ema asked.

Subaru shrugged his shoulders. "I guess I'd want to make sure you were safe," he confessed.

"That's so thoughtful of you," said Ema.

Yusuke gripped his fist a little tighter than before.

I'm supposed to protect her! Me!' he thought.

"I'm going to discuss coming here with grandfather when we get home later," Ema suddenly declared, I think it's time I try to really accept myself for who I am, a real member of the royal family of Elence!"

Both Subaru and Yusuke were a little started to hear her say that.

"But you still considered yourself a member of our family too, right?" Yusuke asked.

"Well yes, but there's a lot I have to go through as a member of the royal family," said Ema, "the more I stay here, the more I want to really connect with it. Please try and understand."

"Of course," said both her brothers, not quite sure if were feeling easy over Ema's desier to reconnect to her royal roots.