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Kalen came into the room that was preoccupied by all the others soon. In one hand was a small jar. "Unfotunately, this won't. But it will help heal the burn without scarring." She said, sitting on a little of the couch by Ichinosai, removing the rag. "Don't you dare move young man or I may decide you don't need this after all." She said before gently applying the ointment which stung the burn before cooling gently.

The twins had noticed Rose's odd behavior and slowly went to look in on her before slipping out again and talking softly. Soon though Tanner opened the door and Taylor walked in with a cup of tea, just how Rose liked it. He placed it infront of her as Tanner sat down and tugged Lily down onto his lap, Taylor perched on the couch on the other side of Rose. "We're sorry Rose-san... You're not going to leave us are you?" The twins said softly watching her.

Shiro allowed himself to be dragged around by his obi just as peacefully as anything. His brother often towed him around like that too so he felt quiet at home. His brother never needed towing which was good because his yukata didn't come with an obi. "Do you think I smell good now? I've been in the garden." He padded back to the couch, his tabi making hardly any sound on the floor. He sat on the arm of the couch by Ichi's head.

He put a hand on Ichi's hair and stared down at his face peacefully. Little white lights swirled around his wrist like a living bracelette. Then they danced across Ichi's face as little warm puffballs of light. They squirmed under the cloth on his face and started working on fixing the burn.

Michael opened his eyes slightly at the change in the room and saw Kalen, but also saw Shiro healing Ichinosai....what an interesting power, he supposed. He watched interestedly, but yet not so at the light and how the burns disappeared. Well, he didn't have to look after them any more. He heard Ichinosai's comments and inwardly laughed. Once Ichinosai's attention was turned back to his healing process, Michael left quietly without notice and went back into the kitchen. He looked through the fridgerator, and pulled out a glass bottle of pepsi. He popped the cap off and leaned against he wall and began to drink it. It was cool in his mouth, and relaxed him somewhat.

Shiro watched both of them leave and sighed. His friends, the little balls of light swirled around his hands, tickling, before vanishing up his sleeves. There was a good reason Shiro always looked like he was glowing subtly. Most people stared for awhile, convinced themselves they were imaginging it and never commented. He laid down on the couch where Ichi had been. He would be fed eventually. It always worked out that way.

"That's not what your subconcious says, but I won't expose you," Ichi smiled or more smirked which is the first time he did it toward Michael anyway. He walked to the others still having the smug feeling but soon felt the familiar embers of his fireballs and ran as fast as he could.

Michael shrugged and then brought dishes and such and set the table. Then carried out the food. He walked back to where he had last seen Shiro, "Hey, dinners ready, come on." Michael said and nodded his head towards the direction they were going. Then he began to walk making sure Shiro followed, and didn't get lost or anything stupid.

Shiro smiled. "Come on what?" He let himself be dragged by Ichi to the dinner table and sat himself down gracefully. The food made his stomach grumble even louder. "It smells wonderful. I think I'm hungry." He looked at Ichi, wondering why he was distressed. "Who is Father? Is someone missing from this house? I am missing from my house." He nodded matter-of-factly.