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Mitsu looked between the three family members as they continued to speak, another word drop catching her attention. Instantly her face paled, "G....grandchildren?" W...why did they think they could give them grandchildren? W..was that possible? Had what Desmond told her not been true after all? Had becoming pregnant been a risk all along?

A touch of panic started to appear in her eyes right before Desmond slammed his hands into the table, yelling at the top of his lungs. It kept her anchored for the moment but it looked like she was ready to make a run for it. She liked children, she really did, but she was far too young to have any of her own. And...she wasn't sure she would make a very good mom. She hadn't really had anyone to show her how. That coupled with various other thoughts had her mind reeling.

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"Yes," Klyde hissed as Jacob squeezed his shoulder a little harder.

"No, no, don't get up," Blake smiled welcoming himself onto the couch where Claire had just been. "We want to get to know this new toy Klyde has brought home."

"She's not a ******** toy," Klyde tried to jerk away, his hand coming up to dig into Jacob's forearm but the larger vampire quickly put him in a head lock. Not that it did much since choking a vampire out was impossible, but it did keep him fairly immobile as he flailed to push him away.

Blake smiled wide as he ignored Klyde and leaned in closer to Riyo. "You smell rather tasty too, I wonder what you taste like." His hands started to move toward Riyo's leg while he tried to use his body to corner her in the side of the couch. Apparently they weren't going to waste any time showing their true colors.

"Ja-Jacob, get the ******** off me," Klyde yelled, finally managing to land a punch in his elder brother's face. With a growl Jacob pulled back only slightly to hold his face, his other hand grabbing for Klyde's hair.

"Not a wise move." Jacob growled.

Eyes darting between Desmond and his parents Mitsu finally pushed away from the table slowly. "S...sorry." There was no need for it but Mitsu felt she had to say it as she pushed her chair back in and followed Desmond with unsteady steps. She looked a little queasy almost, her arms wrapped around her stomach as she fell into step behind the vampire.

"S-so you have a car?" She was desperate to think about something else at the moment. Not that her thoughts didn't immediately go to car seats and those little toy steering wheels you get for children so they think they are driving.

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Blake grinned down at Riyo but didn't seem willing to budge despite her words. "Oh, I can tell you have a bit of a bite to you. I like that. Its always more exciting when they fight back."

"Don't you touch her," Klyde hissed despite the fact that Jacob was trying to pull him out of his seat by the hair on his head.

"Come on, little brother. You started something so now you're going to finish it," Jacob growled hauling Klyde over the back of the couch.

"I don't know maybe I should finish it," Came a deep voice from the door.

All three brothers looked over to see their father standing in the doorway, Claire holding his hand. Apparently she hadn't done what Klyde had asked....scared her brothers were going to hurt her new friend.

"Were just fooling around," Jacob released Klyde's hair making the boy stumble as he regained his footing. "No harm done."

"Bullshit.." Klyde hissed.

Once they were in the garage and the lights were flipped on, Mitsu looked on in wonder as Desmond moved over to unlock the baby blue Buick. She wasn't very car savvy but she thought it looked rather nice, it was at least enough to take her mind off feeling ill as she climbed in the door Desmond opened for her and buckled in.

Like a child taking in her new surroundings her eyes trailed over the seats to the dash of the vintage car. In the end they settled on the fuzzy dice and she couldn't help but lift a hand to poke them. The silence eventually settled in on her and she sat back in her seat wishing Desmond would say something and when he finally did....

"No, I'm sorry Desmond. I didn't know I would be putting you in such an awkward situation." The next words out of her mouth seemed to be a struggle to say, "I...should have explained that we weren't a couple." Though why she hadn't....was a mystery. It just sounded nice so she went with it even if it wasn't true.

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Klyde's father looked over the three boys before his eyes settled on Riyo. There wasn't much to his expression and it never changed from the look of displeasure, though whether that was because his sons were acting like idiots or he had been brought out of his study to play ringleader was hard to tell. He looked like he had just come from a business meeting, dark gray dress pants on, black shoes shined to the point of looking like ink, and white button up shirt with a black tie. The only thing that would give it away that he had been home and relaxing was that the sleeves on his shirt were rolled up a little to keep them out of the way.

"You two," He pointed to Blake and Jacob. "Out."

It was a simple command but one that was followed without hesitation. With a bit of a sneer Blake looked to Riyo shortly, mouthing the word later before he stood from his seat and headed toward the door. Jacob did the same thing bumping into Klyde as he left. Once the two older brothers were out of the room Klyde seemed to relax, but only a fraction. His father was still there and staring daggers at him.

"You know how your brothers are and you brought a girl here," Apparently this conversation wasn't going to be held in private. Either he felt the need for Riyo to hear or didn't care that she was there. "Who is she?" He looked over at Riyo again, his eyes narrowing somewhat with recollection. "I saw you in the office after Halloween."

Klyde sighed a bit, "They weren't supposed to be here today. That's the only reason I brought her over." When his dad asked who she was he looked to Riyo shortly, the introductions now being done a little awkwardly since his father seemed to remember where he had seen her last. "Dad, this is Riyo. Riyo this is my dad, Vince McBane."

Vince did not smile, his pale violet eyes staring at Riyo. "I apologize Ms. Riyo, my sons seem to lack a manner of grace and dignity when it comes to guests." So he obviously knew, or at least partially knew and had done nothing to really correct the issue. He didn't look all the sorry either, like he was merely going through a formality. "Why don't the two of you come to my study...we'll talk."

And that was obviously not what Klyde wanted to hear. "I dunno Dad, w..we were going to..." Think of an activity. "Get Riyo something to eat...since we don't really have anything here..." They did but it wasn't like his dad ever noticed.

"I won't keep you long." Was the short reply before Klyde's father headed out the door.

Mitsu nodded a little, her eyes nervously diverted to the dash. They, however, widened a little shortly after. Did he...? Did Desmond just say...what she thought he said? That he thought it sounded nice as well? Looking over toward the vampire, eyes searching his face for the truth, she eventually smiled softly before looking away again rather shyly. "I thought it sounded nice too."

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Klyde looked reluctant to follow his father, but he did so anyway as it seemed Riyo was going to comply. Hopefully this didn't turn out as badly as he imagined it would. The entire walk to the study was in silence, Klyde anxiously staring on. He wasn't sure what to tell Riyo to give her a heads up, his father was often unpredictable but very good at picking just the right questions to either embarrass or get under the skin right off the bat. Somehow, he had a horrible feeling this meeting with his family was going to make her hate him in the end. His brothers coupled with his father was like a dynamic trio. The topper on the cake would be if his mother showed up.

When they finally got to the study Vince was quick to take a seat at his desk on the far side of the room. As one would imagine with a study it was full of books. If one looked closer they would realize most of those books revolved around law and its practices. He had cabinets neatly lined on the right side of the room, a few empty file folders sitting on top of them. There was currently a file folder open on his desk, a case file he was working on.

"Have a seat," Vince gestured to the chairs in front of his desk. It was set up so that he could meet with clients.

That smile quickly faded as Desmond brought up a subject that still stung a little. She was doing well to get passed it but it was forever a reminder that he had known what was going to happen...and never tried to warn her. Her chest suddenly feeling tight she drew her legs up to her chest, resting the balls of her feet on the seat lightly to not mess up the suede.

"I..I kind of guessed that....after." The dash became very interesting as she couldn't bring herself to look in his direction at the moment. "I had often wondered...before that. I didn't want to bring it up because if you wanted a relationship you would have asked right? That's....what I thought anyway. I was happy to just be close to you so I told myself it wasn't important." She didn't elaborate on whether that had actually worked or not, but Desmond would probably know no different.

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Vince wasn't much for small talk, so after Riyo and Klyde took a seat he cut to the chase. "So, Ms. Riyo. What do you know of our family? You've obviously met the majority of them today save for my wife." He looked at the file in front of him with interest, pulling it forward and tilting it so that it couldn't easily be seen. "Do try to be honest." It sounded more like a warning though only a hint of one. If there was one thing Vince was good at it was telling a liar. For a vampire it was easy to tell when a person's heart rate sped up, especially when they were telling a lie. He saw enough lying day in and day out even the best of liars hardly ever escaped his detection.

There was silence once again. If there was anything Mitsu hated and nearly feared as much as heights it was silence. The quiet continued to eat away at her but she wasn't sure what else to say. Her brain and mouth just weren't on the same wave length.

"A..ask you...anything?" She questioned her gaze shifting to him slightly, though she seemed to stare at his chest and not his eyes. At first she was unsure, nothing really came to mind. "I.. I don't..." But then something struck her. A question that had been looming on her mind since earlier. "What do you think of me now? Knowing that I've been with someone else and knowing who that someone is." It was a double edge sword of a question. While she wanted to know...she really didn't. She feared hearing the words tramp or slut escape his mouth, but she needed to know if that was how he felt. There was no regret having been with Shun and no matter what Desmond said would change that.

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Vince didn't even crack a smile at the complement to his daughter. He was rather cool and collected looking over the file in front of him taking in Riyo's words. So it didn't seem she knew much, or didn't want to share. "So how long have you and my son been sleeping together?"

"Eh..D...DAD!" Klyde nearly barked but realized his mistake when Vince looked up with the coldest gaze. While his sons may act like idiots when not around him he didn't tolerate back talking apparently.

"My apologies, Klyde. Was that too personal?" He looked back at the file again. "Maybe Riyo would like to tell me about her mother then. An intriguing woman. Seems to be well managed with a good head on her shoulders but suffering from a little stress it would seem and a violent daughter who was after her life." He didn't even sound accusing, it was so matter of fact.

"What!?" This time Klyde didn't react to the stare as he stood from his seat, his hands hitting the desk. "What are you getting at, old man?" He hissed, eyes faintly glowing. "You're saying that Riyo attacked her mother? It was the other ******** way around!" From the yelling his voice was starting to go hoarse quickly, but his anger waged on. "And what does that have to do with anything?"

Vince normally didn't show his case files since they were confidential, but he turned it enough so that Klyde could see Anne's name at the top of the page, her statement on the matter written out. There were a few other items of interest, witness statements, pictures, but none went noticed as Klyde stared at the name and picture.

"W...what the hell Dad?"

"Her hearing will be soon." Vince stated taking back the file. If not before it was very apparent now he was the one covering Riyo's mother's case. "Anne has been so kind as to share a few things about her daughter to me." He looked up at Klyde pointedly. "Some enlightening things."

When he took her hand she finally dared to look at his face and saw that soft smile. Instantly it made her relax a little, a relieved smile crossing her features. But then he mentioned his parents had done something similar. Searching for some sort of explanation, the words slipped out of Mitsu's mouth before she really thought about it. "What did your parents do?" It was too late to realize it was really none of her business, but it had already slipped out.

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Vince's expression was unchanging as he watched Riyo fight for a moment with what she wanted to do or say. Her words didn't seem to touch him, there was no compassion or remorse in this man who sat behind his expensive desk in a soft leather chair. He didn't have anything to offer in return, not a witty retort or come back. No, he had something a little more meaningful in mind as he watched Riyo head for the door.

"I think my son will make an excellent example in my case. So violent a vampire can't even escape being injured. No wonder your mother was frightened for her life."

Klyde's eyes widened a bit before they narrowed, the glow intensifying. He wanted to scream and yell at his father, but he was already in deep water. If he had the choice he would leave this place...but he couldn't leave Claire behind and he couldn't take her with him. If he tried his parents would hunt him down. "You're a real piece of work." Klyde finally hissed. "I won't be a part of anything you do to help that woman."

Quickly he turned to follow Riyo hoping to console her. He never could have imagined a trip to his house would turn out like this. Sure he expected bumps here and there but with was a complete derailing and sliding off the edge of a ravine kind of bump.

"Klyde!" His father called to him just as he reached the door and against his better judgment he paused but did not turn around. "I would stay away from that girl."

Klyde didn't answer instead he continued to move. There wasn't a chance he would comply with that. "Riyo!" He called after the feline hoping to catch up with her. "Riyo, I'm sorry."

Having her hand back, Mitsu wrapped it back around her legs as she watched Desmond set his seat back to begin his story. He sounded so matter of fact but Mitsu couldn't help but note a hint of something else in his voice. That same feeling that used to hit her before started to well up. That feeling of sadness that Desmond had ever suffered.

His story had started out innocent enough. His parents had lied to him, she had been told that, but to hear it in more detail was saddening. She could just imagine a younger Desmond looking out his window dreaming of better things. It was heart wrenching.

Turning her gaze upward at the starry night, Mitsu took in the view while she continued to listen in silence, her gaze only leaving to look over the playground that was mentioned. It was an old looking playground, run down and a little neglected. In its time she could imagine it was the best place to be.

As much as she thought she understood, she clearly didn't when Desmond explained what he found in the basement. Eyes growing wide she looked at him with a mix of shock and sadness. Never could she have imagined that was how he had found out. "I...I'm so sorry, Desmond. I had no idea." Slowly the picture of how parents were supposed to be and how they actually were was starting to change in her head. It was hard to imagine someone doing that to their child.

"B...but you said you met a little girl?" Mitsu was desperate to cling to something positive from his story. Maybe there was some ounce of happiness hidden under all the remorse he had gone through. "What about her?" Her eyes looked worried as she reached out a hand to touch his arm.

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"R...Riyo?" Klyde had finally caught up with her when he saw her dart into one of the bathrooms. For a moment he lingered at the door while she was sick too nervous to move forward. His family had made a hell of an impression today...and he wondered how she saw him now. Surprisingly when the smell of blood hit his nose, Klyde did not react. He knew what it was so he slowly moved into the bathroom and knelt next to Riyo as she balled up on the floor. "I'm...so sorry, Riyo." His voice cracked and was full of sadness. "I...I had no idea." Slowly he reached a hand out and hesitantly rested it on her head, his other hand resting on her shoulder. There wasn't really anything he could say that could make it better.

"Do you want me to take you back to the dorm? Or somewhere else? We can just drive if you want to." He was desperate to make this better anyway he knew how, and his tone could attest to that.