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"Thank you dear. You're so kind." Rose answered immediately and helped the little girl with the sweet smile. She regarded her as her favorite of Yoshitaka's brood thus far. Knowing that she wanted very much to understand herself as well as what had gone on in her life that seemed hidden and kept from her. Rose couldn't help but pity the poor child and loved her deeply almost from first meeting.

When Ichi came into the kitchen to ask if he could set another place for someone that she'd not met before she immediately thought yes considering it was Ichi who had asked. He hardly ever had any friends over, but he seemed to make them all the time. That boy had a heart of gold as well and definately kept it on his sleeve. "Of course dear." She regarded and thought how tragic it would be if Michael had put him up to this. She'd hoped that the boy hadn't thought of making his siblings introduce his friends as their own just to get them inside the house. That boy was more trouble than he was worth and Rose couldn't understand why in the world Yoshitaka had adopted him. Probably out of pity and in hope to cleanse him of his mean streak. Rose doubted it could happen, but admired Yoshitaka for continuing to try.

The twins were probably some of the few that could tollerate and stand Michael, considering Tanner was a fire manipulater as well and Taylor always followed his brother. Besides, they weren't born as pure as some of the others and they never would be. Being born from a cursed witch and a demon had it's own hard qualities to live up to.

But just because Michael was close to likeness in them, didn't mean they let him get away from anything. Such was proved when they ran over to him from behind and immediately attached themselves to his arms. "Michael! You going to eat with us today? Grandfather's coming back tonight!" Tanner, Taylor, Tanner said as they switched off. They tugged him towards the table. Michael had come in during the majority of their bodily growth spurt, going from 4' 4" to 4' 9" to their current height.

(Tanner Taylor Both)

The twins giggled at the name calling of Rose, they were fond of her, but it was just funny when Michael said it so rudely. "Not a clue. Maybe newt eyeballs? Or how about lizzard tails? Bat wings! Stewed in fungus. With the intestines of a dog. And rattle snake poisoning. Don't forget the the cockroach salad. Or the frog juice for a drink. The deadly nightshade as dessert. With a touch of a virgin princess' hair. It was stewed in her blood to enrich it so that we may become stronger. To grant us access. To the dark lords of the underworld. But not even that will help us! In the end I will lay my brother down to his death bed. Where I shall sleep until the dark evil will take over me. And the only way to prevent him from overtaking the world is if I myself use my fire to burn his body. But in the end I shall have used my dark powers to suffocate my brother. Allowing us to fall to our peaceful ending..."

The pingponging of their story continued until they had been acting it out around the point where Tanner would lay Taylor to his death. They moved gracefully and in synch, knowing the other's move as they did them. Before finally ending their speech in synch.

They pouted at him. "You wouldn't make us miss Grandpapa's arrival! But afterwards we give you permission to play with us in our game." They said nonchantly before prancing over to him and each giving him a kiss on his cheeks, "For goodluck for later." They soon were skipping their way to the front door, planning to wait there for their Grandpapa's arrival.

Kalen came down the stairs and watched Michael for a little bit before going over to him. "It is good to see you here Michael, Father will be pleased if you decide to stay for dinner. I do hope you choose to." She said before going after her darling children to present them with a scolding for their morbid acting so close to where Lily and Ichi were located.

Shiro let himself be pulled along, gentle as a lamb. He looked at the one that Ichi called Micheal. "Hello," he said cheerfully. He walked through the halls, towed along by Ichi, his tabi padding quietly on the floor. He smelled the scent of food cooking even before they reached the kitchen and his stomach growled again.

He stared off out the window until Ichi mentioned his new friend. "Who is your new friend?" he asked, confused. He listened to the children bat strange food suggestions back and forth. "Does virgin blood really make you stronger? You can use mine." He said it without a hint of anything but honesty in his voice. Micheal kept capturing his eyes with his brillliant hair. He was sad when he went outside.

"I will fix it!" He trotted over to Lilly, not understanding that he had just been asked to leave the kitchen so they could prepare the food. He peeled the bandaid off her finger and placed the finger in the palm of his hand. As he stared at it, little white lights began dancing around it, slowly, as if they were curious. They looked like tiny unblinking fireflies and when they touched the skin they were warm. They melted into the cut, tingling and closed it without a mark. Then they danced giddily around Shiro and disappeared. "My friends like to fix things."

"I didn't do it," he told her patiently. "My friends did it. I will go away so you can cook. Kuro says that if I stand in the way I will be stepped on because I'm not strong. I am not a carpet so I should not get walked on." He returned her bow quickly and went to find out where Ichi had gotten off to. If he didn't stay around people he would wander off and then someone was bound to get angry with him and demand to know where he had been. He never knew how to answer that question.

Michael couldn't help but let the fury over take him, the fire ball left his hand and flew towards Ichinosai, ...and past. Before anyone could have said anything to him he was gone. Demon! Bloody @#%$ing monster is what he is! Your mother is a #$@$ing slut! Why, why don't you just die... "Ahhh!" Michael slammed his fist into the pavement. His breathe was heavy....he wasn't sure how long he'd been running or where. But he took a minute took look around...of all places...it was the school. Michael left out a short chuckle and fell against the wall. Bastards all of them. ....wished they all %&#@ing die. He put out the fire in his palm on the grass. The scents waffered up into the air, burning...