An: this part of the story will take place ten years after the first part left off. Also I can already see people getting annoyed about me calling Colombia Columbus. I was writing it originally at 2:30 in the morning. Aside from that though could like the three people who have read this maybe give me some feedback. I'm all new to this stuff so thanks, any enjoy.

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a door creaked open, it was a rather late night. The door opened to a small apartment flat, a kitchen and small living room was the only visible part so far. 4 teenage looking girls than began to walk in, clearly exhausted from something. As they walked in the clock on the wall showed 1:23 in the morning. The 4 girls sat on the couch, before turning on a show on the tv. One of them got under a blanket while another began to gorge on hot pockets. If you where to see the flat every other weekend you'd see the same thing happen. This was a ritual for the four girls after a mission.

" holy shit, I'm tired. How about you guys." One of the girls said before pooping a bubble of gum she blew.

" we all are, cmon let's at least finish the episode Columbia" said another one of the girls to the now named Columbia

" keep it quiet, we don't want to wake him up, I don't know if I can her him rant to me and refusing to not call me anything else other the Cleve, big sis Cleve or Clevebro" at what was said by Cleveland everyone else in the room gained a small smile and a chuckle though the final girl Monteplier was already asleep, though she always passes out pretty quickly.

" Thats it, I'm tired of this. I have a god damn exam tomorrow and you guys won't SHUT UP. This is the most important exam of my life so please let me sleep!"

Cleveland gained a guilty but sly look " told ya you'd wake him".

It was at this moment the boy from the other room walked out. He was tall, very tall, like Midwest Idaho type tall. At 14 he was 6,1 and that is a truly terrifying hight for anyone his age. Problem being there was no human his age. Though if there where he probably would have been made fun of for his long, flowing lochs of blonde hair reaching to his lower shoulder blades. The boy looked pissed, piercing green eyes scanned the room. Though it would be hard to take him seriously given he was currently wearing teddy bear pajamas. It was a running joke that they where his lucky pajamas. As a another second passed, as if the contrast of outfit and attitude finally clashed he chose one. His glare softened and he gained a small smile.

A soft but loving greeting could be heard from the boy now standing in the living room " Hi sis, I missed you guys. I still have a few questions if you don't mind."

it was at that everybody else in the room noticed the paper in his hands. Smiling the three Still awake girls, gave him some hugs and began to help him with his problems on the study packet. They went over the topic for the next hour or so, catching up and laughing.

Eventually it came to a stop when they realized it was 2:30 in the morning and they had to go to bed. However that would be hard given the reason they had checked the time. The boy, Derek, had fallen asleep on Cleveland's shoulder and had fully snuggled in on her shoulder like he used to when he was a baby. It was than they decided they would sleep out in the living room that night.

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sun was shining, bird's chirping, Naval gunfire in the distance, San Diego screaming about the state of her heavy cruiser, truly another beautiful day in Azur Lane. However one thing was amiss, the flat that the Cleveland sisters could be found in was full of action at 6:45 in the morning. This caused large panick through the entire base as the only reason the sibling ever got up before 7:10 was to either, prank, mission or something was very very wrong. Most people assumed the ladder, understandably as they would have just gotten back from a mission, basically eliminating the first two options. Unfortunately the explanation was a lot more simple than that. It was Derek's test day, the day where he would be possibly chosen to command a torpedo boat. As such, as any good sisters would do they made sure he had a good breakfast and was calm.

" Columbia, Cleve I...cant...breathe...good luck hug...to...tight. You Kansen...got the...lucky end of... the stick...when it comes... to breathing" gasped the crushed Derek. He was now wearing skate vans, blue baggy jeans and a Anthrax shirt. He was attempting to eat when he was ambushed by his adoptive sisters, though hopefully not for much longer. Today was an important test for him to become a hybrid.Half Kansen half Human. Despite his current position and apparent uncomfortableness, he didn't mind the warmth and love of his older sisters.

"Ohh, sorry. I forgot I was just so sure you had this in the bag. After all if I couldn't teach you right, I don't know who could" said a now very cheeky Cleveland. She backed off from the hug and the same was done by Columbia. They both looked at home with pride at what they assumed would be a future PT boat Commander. Maybe even join them given the rising tensions with the Sakura Empire as of late.

after about 30 minutes of this, the now thoroughly prepared and tired boy left to tel the exam of what would likely be his life. As Derek walked through the halls to the exam room one though was blowing through his mind like a battering ram facing a particularly ferocious garden shed. " will I do well"