Okay, let me just say that yes, I am aware of the fact that I should be working on Black and Red or La Chasseresse Rouge right now, or at least daydreaming about my Hetalia fic, and not writing fanfiction for a reverse harem anime I finished binge-watching at 3 a.m yesterday morning. However, you must know one crucial thing about me:

I HAVE ZERO SELF CONTROL.

So, without further ado *flings the first chapter out there* I needed to get this off my chest so I could stop daydreaming about a bunch of cute boys. I own nothing other than Ame.

First Meeting

There are certain events that seem incredibly unlikely to occur, even at best. These events are the sort of things you consider when you're bored, or half asleep at night. Those little what if? scenarios that you debate internally, before shrugging them off to focus on the real world. A world where those thoughts have no place.

At least, that was what I always thought.

"I still can't wrap my head around this," I joined my younger sister Ema at the window of the train. I say younger, but we're more like twins. The difference between us was just a year and a few months, and we never quite grew up thinking of ourselves as younger/older sisters.

Of course, I was always responsible for Ema, for keeping her safe and out of trouble, but I've never been sure whether that was because I was older, or if I was just naturally protective of her. I mean, I love my sister, and she's cute and sweet and a lovely human being, but she's really defenceless and vulnerable when it comes to bullies or people who want to take advantage of her.

Which was why, mixed with my excitement was a sense of worry. "Chii-chan, you need to keep your guard up against these wolves!" A squeaky and mildly imperious voice chirped. It came from Ema's bag or, to be more specific, it came from the fluffy grey and white squirrel scampering out of the bag and up her arm. "There are a total of 13 after all!"

"Juli, they're not wolves," she smiled softly as the train drew to a stop. "They're our brothers, right Ame-chan?"

I grinned for her benefit, hiding my worry, and shrugged carelessly. "Well, yeah they are. Come on Juli, let's give 'em the benefit of doubt, huh?" After all, Ema had always wanted a big family. Papa wasn't home often, and it was always just the two of us taking care of each other. A big house full of people to talk to, that actually sounded really exciting.

Juli huffed and folded his arms across his fluffy chest. "I don't believe that in the least! At least I'll be there to watch out for those perverted wolves. M-chan, you'd better do the same when I'm not around!"

"Roger!" I snapped to attention and saluted cheekily. "Commencing operation Protect Ema-chan's Purity is a go!"

Ema sighed at me but she was still smiling. "Oh would you two stop? I told you, they're not wolves!"

"But we don't know that!" I hooked my arm around her shoulders and made my voice all deep and creepy. "What if they turn out to be weirdos who take pictures of you while you sleep?"

Juli screeched in horror while my sister giggled at my antics. "You're being very dramatic. And why me? What happened to you?"

I snorted and twirled around to face her while walking backwards. "I'll knee them in the stomach, why are you even asking? Who do you think I am – BUBBLES!"

After dragging me away from the magical bubble-blowing machine in the streets, we followed the directions on the small piece of paper with the address of our new home. All our things had been moved prior to this time, so the small bags we carried only contained toiletries, snacks, and basic sundry items. Ema glanced down at the paper. "It's just a little further now."

"Yes, a little further before we reach the battlefield!"

"Juli, and here I thought I was the overprotective one," I snickered. Please let it go well, for Ema-chan's sake at least.

It took two more minutes of walking before we spotted the building. There was a large truck just preparing to drive off, I suppose our things had only just arrived. There were two people standing outside the house to see the truck off, a tall man with pale brown hair, and a short boy with seashell pink hair. We hurried over. "Excuse me, um..."

"Hello, I already had your luggage moved up to your rooms," the older one smiled down at us. "I am the oldest son, Masaomi. This is the youngest, Wataru." Masaomi, huh? He had a kind face, and an easy demeanour, and I could feel myself relaxing marginally in his presence.

Wataru smiled up at us with childish happiness. "Hi, big sisters!"

Aw, I actually have a little brother! And he's so cute! I want to high-five the universe! I bent over so I was face to face with him. "Hello, Wataru-chan! Please take care of us from now on!"

His smile grew even wider at that. "I will! Big sis, will you play with me?"

"Now, now Wataru," Masaomi scolded gently. "Ame-chan and Ema-chan are probably tired. Shouldn't you let them rest a bit first?"

The younger brother pouted, which was ridiculously adorable. "Don't worry Wataru-kun," I grinned. "Since we'll be living here now, we can play together often, okay?"

Wataru lit up at my words, and cheered loudly. Juli peeked out from behind Ema's shoulders to appraise them. "Hmm, these two seem relatively harmless," he said. "However, I shall withhold my judgement until we meet the rest!"

Masaomi led us to our rooms. "Ema-chan, this will be your room, and Ame-chan's room will be right across from yours," he gestured to the line of doors. "Ah, Ema-chan, your room used to belong to one of my brothers, so I apologize if any of his belongings are still inside."

As long she doesn't stumble across something weird. "Thank you, Masaomi-san," Ema thanked him and we both bowed.

He laughed and waved his hands at us. "Ah, that's too formal," he replied. "After all, we're siblings now, right?"

That's true. "Then...Masaomi-kun?" I tried hesitantly, and relaxed when he nodded with a smile. He then left us to get settled in a bit. "I hope all our brothers are as nice as he is."

"I hope so too," Ema smiled. I dropped my bag on her bed and stretched while she decided to look through one of the boxes. "Should we change now?"

"Nah, let's explore a bit!" I beamed and dropped my arms, spinning on my toes. I almost knocking over another box in the process, but that was ignored. There was no point changing immediately, I figured. Instead, I wanted to explore the house and I needed Ema to be with me because I was severely directionally challenged and would probably get lost in a bathroom or something equally embarrassing and that was not how I wanted to meet my new family.

We made our way downstairs to main room. "Ema-chan, this TV is huge!" I gaped at the large flatscreen TV that took up the better part of the wall. "Ema-chan, are you seeing this?! How many channels do you think we can get on this thing? I say 500. No, wait, 600!"

"Ame-chan, you're getting too excited," she giggled at me. "We're going to be living here now, you'll be able to find out for yourself."

Maybe, in the distant future, when I stopped feeling like a guest in what was supposed to be my new home maybe. That would take a while. "Ah, are these my new little sisters?" We both turned at the new voice in the room.

Two men stepped out of an elevator, both smiling at us. One had white hair arranged in a messy manner that covered one eye, and the other had dark purple hair that covered the opposite eye. Both had deep, violet coloured eyes, and looked incredibly similar in spite of the difference in hair colour.

I was so busy analyzing them that I hardly noticed when the white-haired one came closer and drew both of us into a hug. What? "It's a nice to meet you hug~!"

You don't know this about me yet, but I love hugs. Big hugs, small hugs, hugs that devolve into cuddles, spinning hugs, you name it and I am down, so my wide-eyed expression wasn't one of shock and confusion (like Ema's), but of complete delight. I was more or less squealing with unabashed delight on the inside.

I would have returned the hug and squeeze, had the second person not whacked him over the head, knocking him over. Awww. Oh, there you are Juli, the gray squirrel hissed and climbed up Juli's arm to rest on her shoulder so he could glare at the other person. "I'm sorry about Tsubaki," he smiled at us. "I am Azusa. Please take care of me."

Will do! "That hurt you know, Azusa~!" The white-haired one – Tsubaki, I believe – whined as he got up. Huh, they really did look similar. "Were you thinking that we looked similar?" I started at that and he grinned.

"We're identical twins," Azusa explained. Oh, well that makes sense. That aside, there was something familiar about them. I felt like I'd heard their voices from somewhere...

"You two are too loud," someone said. A new person came out of the kitchen, wheeling a tray of tea and coffee ahead of himself. He had short blonde hair arranged neatly on a chiseled face, and blue eyes behind a pair of glasses. He was dressed like a business man, in a red dress shirt, black waistcoat, and black dress pants. Like everyone else in this family apparently (barring Wataru), he was tall. This is beginning to get on my nerves.

Considering that I was an inch shorter than Ema, I did have a tiny little complex about my height.

"Please to meet you," the blonde smiled down at us. "My name is Ukyo and I work as a lawyer."

We bowed politely. "Nice to meet you," Ema said nervously. "Please take care of us."

Tsubaki hugged us again, just as tightly as before. "Yes, please do~!" Once again I was about to return the hug, in spite of Juli's hissing, but someone new yelled.

"Tsuba-nii, what the hell are you doing in the house?" I looked up and spotted redhead on the balcony above the living room. He was dressed in some variation of what looked like Ema's school uniform.

"Ah, Yusuke, welcome home!" Tsubaki grinned, loosening his grip on us, but not fully releasing us.

The boy hissed in annoyance. "It's not welcome home! Bringing home a girl is just-" there he cut himself off, suddenly fixing his eyes on Ema. They lit up in recognition and he scrambled down the stairs. "W-Wh-Wh-You?!"

Oh dear, if that really was Ema's school uniform, then was he someone she knew? "Asahina-kun?" Ema tilted her head to the side and I winced internally. Worse, he one of Ema's classmates. Now that she mentioned his name, I'm pretty sure she'd mentioned him once, maybe twice? Awkward.

Ukyo stared at Tsubaki. "I'm sure I told you to inform Yusuke of this?"

Tsubaki looked away with a snicker and Yusuke snarled at him. "Tsuba-nii, you didn't tell me on purpose!"

"On purpose? You make me sound like a bad person," Tsubaki pouted, pulling the innocent act. I covered my mouth with my hand so no one would catch me giggling. I caught Tsubaki's mischievous smirk, and nearly choked on my repressed laughter.

Yusuke glared at his brother for a few more seconds, then glanced at my sister, before scowling at the ground. "I won't accept this," he muttered, walking past us. "My classmate can't be my sibling."

"Eh, what are you saying? You won't accept what?" Tsubaki followed him, taunting him cheerfully. I stared after them curiously. ...wait, is this...does he...? If so, then wow this was turning out to be the plot of a plot soap opera.

Ema turned to me, her confusion clear in her expression. She was probably wondering what she'd done to make Yusuke dislike her presence so much. Juli jumped on her shoulder and peered at her worriedly. "What's wrong, Chii-chan? Your face doesn't look so good."

I took her hand in mine. "It's not your fault," I told her quietly. "Whatever's up with Yusuke, you're not the cause, okay?" She nodded and gave a small smile. I pinched her cheek gently. "There we go! Just because we moved here doesn't mean I want you to let boys make you sad, got it? I didn't raise you like this!"

She giggled and nodded. "Yes, Ame-chan."

Apparently, when it comes to love, there is such a thing as being too close. This was going to be fun. Or awkward. Or both.

Just then, I heard the quiet rustle and click of beads, and steady footsteps on the stairs. The man coming down was dressed like a Buddhist monk, in purple and black regalia, and fingering a string of silver prayer beads. He was a darker blonde than Ukyo, with hazel eyes, and skin that just was a few shades darker than his brothers'.

Well, I'm not an expert or anything, but I was pretty certain that he was the textbook definition for the word gorgeous. Also for the word Casanova. By that, I mean he looked like a born charmer. It showed not only in his appearance, but in the way he held himself and the way he moved his body, the way he smiled at us as he approached the small party that had gathered in the living room.

"We finally meet, little sisters," he stopped in front of Ema and I. His voice, and the smile he gave us were positively sultry, as he took our hands and lifted them to his lips. "If you ever want to hear some prayers, come to big brother anytime."

What? Ema's face was pink, but I was made of sterner stuff dammit. I don't swoon. Honestly, I don't think I'm capable of swooning anymore. That got burned out of me a long time ago. "Oi, Kana-nii!" Yusuke yelled from somewhere behind us.

Juli hopped off Ema's shoulder and scampered over to the hand closest to the blonde's face. "Juli, I don't think-!" Too late, the squirrel swiped across his nose with tiny claws, forcing him to release us to tend to his wounds. Goddammit Juli. I sighed and walked over to where he was clutching his nose and hissing in pain. "Here, let me see..." I grabbed his hand and studied the wound carefully. It wasn't large, hardly more than a tiny superficial scratch. "Still, you should apply antiseptic to it, just in case." Juli didn't have any germs, but you never know.

He stared down at me in surprise, and then he smiled. "Thank you. I never introduced myself, did I? I'm Kaname."

I smiled back, releasing his wrist and going to stand beside my sister. "I'm Ame, I'm Ema-chan's older sister." Ema bowed nervously. "It's nice to meet you," she said softly.

Masaomi and Wataru walked into the room, and I noticed two other people that hadn't been here before. When had they arrived? One had black hair and a quiet, slightly intimidating aura, and the other had longer, silver hair and seemed mysterious. "I see you've all met," Masaomi smiled, turning to us.

I'm just gonna say it now: there are way too many of you. None of you better come near Ema!

"Big sis!" Seeing as I was closest to the steps, Wataru slammed into me with enough force to knock me over, had I not just managed to brace myself a split second before impact. I stumbled backwards, blinking down at the small person hugging me around the waist. "Big sis, let's play!"

He's so cute, give me strength. "Wataru," Masaomi scolded. "Be more careful. You could have knocked her down."

He immediately looked repentant, and murmured an apology. I crouched down and wrapped my arms around him in a hug. "No worries! We'll play later, okay?"

"Okay!" He chirped. I caught Ema's eyes and she smiled at me. She knew what I was thinking, that this was what it was like to have a sibling much younger than you were. It probably wouldn't always be a bed of roses, but for now this was nice.

OXOXO

The whole family, our new family, gathered on the sofa for tea. Ema and I sat together, with Wataru on my left, then Masaomi, then Yusuke, the mysterious one who I found out was named Iori, and Ukyo. On Ema's right was Kaname, the black haired one whose name turned out to be Subaru, Tsubaki and finally Azusa.

"Were you surprised?" Iori asked. "When you found out how many siblings you were going to have? I'm sure it must be a shock..."

We nodded in reply. "We'd heard of it earlier, but it's still so..." Ema trailed off, not sure how to explain it. I had no idea how to explain it either. I had been incredibly worried about the move, nervous about whether they would be kind to Ema and I, if they would even like us, scared of an Us vs. Them situation.

I had no idea how to say any of this without offending anyone, or dampening the atmosphere, so I said nothing.

"I'm glad I have two big sisters!" Wataru leaned over to grab my hands in his smaller ones. Aw, he smelled like strawberries and cream, like kid's shampoo. Let's go play in my room! I have a big toy rabbit!"

Masaomi smiled at him and drew him back into his original place. "Wataru, let's leave that for later, alright?"

"Okay..."

I smiled at him softly, lowering my voice a bit. "I'd like that, Wataru-kun. Please show it to me later, okay?" He beamed up at me happily and nodded. They all seemed perfectly lovely, I thought. Kaname was a bit too flirty, but as long as he didn't do anything to Ema then I could live with that.

Oh yeah, that reminded me, we had thirteen brothers and so far I had only counted one, two, three... nine people present. I mentioned this to Kaname. "There are still others that aren't here; two of them live separately, and the other two are at work. One of them is here," he reached for the remote of the huge TV I had been gushing over and switched it on, displaying a huge stadium full to the brim and nearly overflowing with screaming people.

On the brightly lit stage was a figure dressed in the flashy clothes of a pop idol and singing into a microphone. "It's Fuu-tan!" Wataru chirped.

"Fuu-tan?" Ema repeated, looking from the screen to the child and then back again.

Fuu-tan, or Asakura since that was his stage name, was this crazy popular idol that the vast majority of the girls in my classes were nuts for. Honestly, I have nothing against girls going nuts over pop-stars, if you like something and it's not harming you, then go ahead, I've just never been interested in the lives of popular celebrities.

That aside, I had one or two of his songs on my phone because they were pretty catchy.

Tsubaki hugged the pillow he was holding and hunched over slightly to glare at the screen. "What a fake smile..."

Asuza laughed quietly at the statement, and I stared at the screen some more. He looked...handsome yeah, okay, but also like the kind of person that I wanted to punch repeatedly in the face.

Whoa, stop it Ame, you don't even know him! Don't judge.

Still, this was one brother we needed to watch out for. The conversation shifted to the idol onscreen. At the moment he was touring, and was currently in Hokkaido. "Then let's ask for a Kakinawa eel as a souvenir," Ukyo suggested.

"Souvenir?" Ema asked.

"Fuuto is our brother," Masaomi explained. "Asakura is his stage name, though his real name is Asahina Yuuto. He's fifteen years old."

My eyes widened in surprise. "Seriously? Wow, that's amazing!" Seriously, a lawyer, two voice actors, and an idol, what the hell was this? I was almost jealous, until I realised that this was my family now, and I had all these amazing and above-averagely attractive brothers just cluttering up the house. The girls in my classes were going to be jealous of me.

I turned in Ema's direction, and caught Subaru staring at us. The second we made eye contact, however, he looked away. So maybe he wasn't intimidating, just awkward around new people. I sighed happily and leaned over to rest my head on Ema's shoulder. Huh? "Ema-chan, do you feel alright?"

"Huh? Yes, I'm fine. I'm just a little dizzy..." she closed her eyes and inhaled shakily. I immediately sat up and cupped her cheek, hissing at how warm she felt. "Ame-chan, it's okay..."

"You're burning up, it is not okay!" I snapped, drawing everyone's attention. Ema swayed for a moment, and suddenly pitched forward. I caught her before she could hurt herself, brushing her hair away from her face. "Ema-chan!"

Masaomi got out of his seat and knelt beside me, placing a hand over her forehead. "She has a high fever," he stated. "Help me get her to a bed, I'll need to check her temperature and give her medicine to combat it."

As reluctant as I was to do so, I let Masaomi and Ukyo carry my sister to her bedroom. I was about to hurry after them, until I felt Wataru tug at my skirt. The little boy looked near tears. "I-Is sissy going to be okay?"

"Of course she is," I patted him on the head. "Sissy's going to be just fine, and then we can play together when she gets better!" He sniffled, then nodded and smiled up at me bravely. I smiled back, and quickly hurried after the two.