The house was marvelous, you know, the kind where marble is covering everything. The kind of house that was in every single fairytale, you know the kind.

Women were wearing very expensive dresses with shiny pearls and diamond rings and necklaces, while the men wore as expensive suits and designer watches while holding fancy glasses of wine very expensive.

They were having a party, a very high-looking class kind with no children or teens that was held by the Master of the house. Little did the people, know that it was just a front.

Through the chattering and the noises of glasses clinking together, was a sound of music. The piano music was small and slow, party music with the hint of sadness. Not like the social party ever took mind to notice. But, when you see who was the player and how she looked, you would understand why.

It was a young girl, maybe from 5 to 8 years of age, with blonde hair that looked like she brushed it with only her fingers and a shadow covering her eyes. She was wearing all back and white, her clothes tattered and worn like hand-me-downs. She had the saddest expression on her face, but the stuck-up adults didn't care about the sad servant girl. But, she was as good as any paid player, so no one cared.

"Hey girl." She looked up from her hands to see a drunken man with his arm slung over a laughing woman's shoulder. He began to wave his hand towards the black polished piano. "Why don'cha play something fast and complicated for us….?"

She looked up at the man with dull eyes before looking back at her small pale hands. She began to play the same song, and soon the man started to be impatient. Then he started saying things really loudly and people stopped talking to observe. Servants that were there looked at the girl with worried eyes, she was abused enough and they hoped this random guy wasn't going to hit her.

"Hey, didn't I tell ya somthin?! Listen to me!!!!!" the man yelled, and his partner patted his chest.

"She's just a dirty, lowlife maid." She said in an unnecessarily loud voice. The girl twitched, but her face still showed that same deadpan expression. She knew her master wouldn't like this complaining one bit, she could feel his glare digging into her back like a knife. "Apparently the man of this house is to cheap to get a professional-"

And what happened next shocked the crowd.

The girl closed her eyes and soon her hands were flying across the ebony and ivory keys. Everyone stood there and listened to the fast music, but it soon slowed down and became even more beautiful. Some people even started to cry.

No one would have guessed that she was just imitating it from a song she had heard from the radio one of the older servants had bought her for her birthday.

Soon she stopped, it was enough. She looked up at the drunken man and terrible woman, her face expressionless but her eyes showed that he should hurry up and praise her and the woman to go and eat her words. He and the woman looked down at her in shock while everyone else started to clap.

She blinked, she forgot the other people for a bit. She just wanted to show the mouthy woman that she wasn't a lowlife and useless and to teach the drunk to stop yelling at random people while they're doing their job.

Her master came up beside her and put one large hand on her small shoulder, then the people started to praise him instead of her.

"What a talented servant you have!" One man said, nodding down at the girl. She just stared at him, not doing anything. He raised an eyebrow. "But she should learn how to speak."

"Oh," She winced when her master's fingernails dug into her skin. "She knows how, alright. Say something."

The girl winced again before looking at the crowd in front of her and gave them a small, fake smile. They took it as a real one as she said in a soft-spoken voice, "Hello, everyone."

"I know you didn't pay for her to get lessons, I wonder where she learned that. She's so young, and cute." One nice-looking woman said, reaching out and running two campaign red fingernails from the girls' temple to the end of her chin. The girl actually though of smiling at the pretty woman, but what she said next wanted to make her reconsider. "Watch out, Mr. Kimihota, I might just want to buy her off of you!"

"I just might take you up on that offer!" then they all had a nice good laugh out of that.

The girls' eyes grew even more dark and dull. I knew it. She thought in a small, sad voice. She had to bite the inside of her cheek to stop herself from crying. All rich people are the same. They're all the same….…

"Well, then, lets get back to the party!" Mr. Kimihota said, and everyone started back to their chatting and drinking. His hand was still on the frail girl's shoulder, and he didn't let go. He leaned down until he was close enough to hear his voice. "You better start taking other people's request. I don't want anyone to ruin this deal for me, especially a little runt of a girl like you. So if I hear anymore complaining about the music, you'll wish you'd have never been born."

I wish that now. She wanted to say, but instead she kept her mouth shut and her dull stare straight ahead. She nodded her head once before he went back to the party, or to his client.

"I hate this…" She whispered to herself as she scooted back onto the velvet chair and she looked at the keyboard blankly. "I wish they would all…"

"Hey!" She looked to her side to see one of the female servants with one hand by her mouth, as if trying to say a secret. The girl blinked and pulled up the side of her head slightly so the maid could say what she wanted to say in her ear. "Its about time for the dinner to start, so all of us are leaving. And I also just heard that there are intruders afoot. Probably some delinquents trying to crash the party. But Kyri said that their armed, so be careful, okay Chan-chan?"

The girl twitched when Misao called her by her nickname. She hated it; the working people have called her that ever since she could remember, so she didn't care. Everyone knew her real name except for hers-

She nodded anyway, and looked around to see that the servants were evacuating. Misao patted her head before running to catch up with everyone. And the girl was about to get us too; but Mr. Kimihota came up and pushed her back down on her seat.

'Oh, no you don't." He said, his voice gruff. She swallowed, maybe she was gonna get hit tonight. But instead of getting hit, "You're not eating supper tonight as punishment." Like that was a punishment. Even if he says that, everyone make sure that everyone else has something in there belly before they go to sleep. He continued. "Now, just sit there and don't talk."

"Yes, sir." Her voice was loud enough so a couple of people around them could hear. He looked down at her and looked like he was going to kill her, and eh would've too. But he couldn't, with all these people around. She sat there with her hands on her lap while scowled and just walked away, towards the tables were people were getting seated. Soon the chiefs were coming out with bowls of soup. Some of them stole worried glances at the pale girl, but she smiled and waved, mouthing 'I'm alright'.

"I would like to thank you all for coming!!!" Mr. Kimihota said, standing up and raising his glass. He smiled at everyone, but at this one man more. "Now, if Mr. Ai would like to give a toast." And the man stood up with his glass raised.

"Maybe he's Master Kimihota's client." She whispered to herself, low enough that not even dogs could hear. She clutched and un-clutched her hands on her knees' she wanted to go and eat already.

"Cheers, to this night-" His voice stopped and everyone looked at him to know why he stopped. His eyes were wide with shock and he slumped over his bowl, blood spilling on the white table cloth.

It was expected. Mr. Kimihota was making friends with and making money in the most dangerous way's.

A couple of people screamed and everyone started to scramble out, shots were heard from every corner and direction.

The girl was nowhere in sight, though. She was hiding under the piano, her clothe-covered knee's pressed against her chest. She was shivering all over, it was happening again. Her shaking hand fumbled in her pocket and she jumped once more before she found what she was looking for. She quickly took out her radio and pulled her earphones over her ears, her head filled with the sound of pianos and violins and a girls' voice, drowning out the sounds of gunfire.

Wasuretai anata no koto
Watashi wa tada no dougu?
Too-chan sakaba kaa-chan Haneda
Hitori wa kurushii-

The battery died and the gunfire was still heard. Tears filled in the girls' eyes as she clutched the headphones, making a feeble attempt to make the sound stop. Everywhere she went, people were either dying or shooting. She could never escape from it.

Soon the shooting stopped but she still didn't come out of her huddled position, her radio between her chest and legs and shivering non-stop. She heard voices from other people through her hands and she opened her eyes. From her spot, she could only see feet.

"Crap, some people got away." Some guy grunted from somewhere far away.

"Well, at least we got the target." A girls voice said, and a pair of legs with black slacks kicked Mr. Ai's slumped body and he fell to the floor. His wide and lifeless eyes landed where the girl was hiding and she let out a scared cry/gasp, instantly moving her hands from her ears to mouth.

"Hear that?" the person with black boots said.

"Yeah, someone's still alive…" the black legs started moving, as the girls' body stopped shaking so she wouldn't make noise.

The black pair of legs moved closed to her and she shut her eyes hard, she didn't want to get caught.

I don't want them to find me…..

The shoes came closer……..

I don't want to die!

The shoes stopped and a hand slammed on the piano, then the girl opened her eyes to be greeted by another pair of eyes. The girl had large green eyes that looked like a forest. Her hair was black, falling over her shoulder and almost touching the floor. Her face was looked very soft and friendly, despite the blood that covered half of her face. She looked at the frightened girl with surprise.

"Oh, my! A little girl!" she whispered, smiling with her eyes and mouth now. She extended her hand to her. It was spotted with blood, which made the girl inch back. The girl looked at her hand and then back at the blonde, her expression clueless for a second. But then she got with the program and smiled even more warmly. "Oh, don't mind that. I'm Zumi, age 12. Now, please take my hand and come out. I promise I nor my friends won't hurt you."

The girl came out of her knee-hugging position and was now on her knee's, ready to take Zumi's hand. But she hesitated.

On one hand, Zumi's voice was so warm and inviting, just like her mother's used to be. But, on the other hand, she just killed a lot of people without any feelings of regret in her eyes at all. But on the other hand, she was only 7. And was so scared she would've jumped into a rapist/murderer's arms.

She took Zumi's hand and the green-eyed girl smiling even more. She crawled out from the shelter of the piano and Zumi helped her up. She was still shaking, so she wasn't really balanced so she clung onto Zumi's knee-long black jacket. She closed her eyes so she wouldn't see all of the corpses.

"Who's she?" She opened her eyes to see that another kid was standing there, waving his hand at her. He looked about a year or two older that Zumi, with shaggy brown hair and wild brown eyes. He had the same black wardrobe as Zumi had on, so he must've been the second shooter. "She saw us. We're supposed to kill everyone in sight."

He then glared at the blonde and scared the living wits out of her. She clutched onto Zumi and buried her face into her bloodstained jacket, peeking at him with one eye. Zumi shot a glare at the boy and threw something at him. "Shut up Mamoru! She's scared enough, and what good will it do if we kill her? She's so young…."

"Look who's ta-" Zumi threw something at him, and he didn't dodge. It his hit square on the forehead and he winced. "O~w!"

"Shut up or else I kill you!" Zumi threatened. She wrapped her arms around the blonde and started to walk towards the exit. "Come on, missy. We better get to the car before the police come." She hollered back at Mamoru. "Come on you duck-wad!"

"Fin, fine…" Mamoru muttered, kicking Mr. Ai's corpse one more time before following.

The girl held onto Zumi's jacket so she wouldn't fall as she tried to keep pace with her fast stride. Soon a sleek black car came into view and Zumi's stride became even more faster. Mamoru walked ahead and opened the door for the two girls and Zumi helped the girl in, then herself and then Mamoru. And soon they were off.

The girl was still huddled against Zumi and soon she was asleep, the hum of the car making her a lullaby. Zumi patted the young girls' hair as Mamoru scowled out the window and to the world, his arms crossed over his chest. The driver looked at the three through the rearview mirror, particularly the new, younger girl.

"Who's she?" He asked, his black eyes questioning.

"She's a servant girl of one of the rival bosses." Zumi said, just high enough for him to hear but low enough so the girl wouldn't wake up. She looked down at the blonde girl, who was still shaking out of her small dress shoes. "She was so scared, and you should've seen how he treated her. He really is a horrible man."

"She's seen our faces, you should've left her alone or killed her for gunpowder's sake!" Mamoru growled in a loud voice. The girl stirred and Zumi shot a glare at Mamoru. His voice was lower now. "And you know Leader will kill her when we report. You know that."

"But," Zumi looked back down at the sleeping girl. "But I want her to feel liked and loved before she dies, okay? Am I a bad person to make her feel that way?"

"And there's a strong possibility that leader won't kill the girl after all."

That caught the kids' attention. "What?!"

"Yeah, she looks exactly like her…" The driver visibly shrugged his shoulders, "Who knows…"

^.^

The room was huge! There was a large one-seat chair that was at the end of the red carpet that lay on the shiny gray floor that shined in the dim light. Giggles echoed in the spacey room.

First there was a girl that looked about the age of 10, with aqua-green pigtails that almost touched the ground. She was playing with a couple of blonde twins, age were blonde, the girl had short hair with a white ribbon on like it was bunny ears and the boy had a smallest of all wore black, the ten year old wearing a white spaghetti-strap and black skirt while the twins wore black shorts and white shirt with yellow ribbon and tie.

There was a fourth person who was there, he was much older though. He was about the age of 16, with black hair and blood red eyes. He was wearing a long black leather jacket and black pants with black combat boots.

He sat on the chair with his legs crossed and one elbow resting on the armrest, his knuckle on his chin. He looked and was really annoyed, while he tapped his free hand on the other armrest. "Where in the bloody hell are those three?"

"Oh, don't worry, Leader!" The 10-year-old said happily, smiling over at the teenager. "Just you wait, cousin and Mamoru and Lim will be here any sec!"

"I hate it when your so optimistic, Miku…." He frowned. It didn't faze Miku and she started to play with the twins again. The boy looked at the Leader and he looked back at him, then rolled his eyes and waved at him, then the boy started to play again.

True to Miku's forecast, the double doors opened. But it wasn't the two that the young Leader had hoped for. Instead there were two other teenagers.

One was 14, with short brown hair and eyes. She wore a red shirt that was cut off and a red skirt, a black jacket on. The other looked 12, with blue hair and eyes. He had a white shirt and black pants with a long blue scarf.

"Leader," the boy said, the two teens nodded their head at the oldest. Leader nodded his head back and the three younger kids grew quiet.

"Yes, Meiko, Kaito. What is it?" he asked, looking as bored as ever.

"Zumi Hatsume, Mamoru Hatsuhara, and Lim have returned. And…." Meiko said, looking hesitant. The leader raised one eyebrow and sat up from his slouched position.

Kaito looked at Meiko and knew she wasn't going to talk anymore. So, he continued for her, "And they have brought a "Guest" back…..."

The leader's red eyes were filled with fury now. He raised one hand and pointed to the door. He yelled, "Bring them to me now!!!!"

"Eeek!" Kaito squeaked, then the two ran out to fetch the tree.

The leader sighed, sitting up and rubbing his temples. He looked up when he felt something tug on his shoulder. It was the blonde boy, and he looked worried. The leader sighed and patted his head. "Don't worry, Len. I'll take care of this. Go play with Miku and Rin."

He nodded and didn't say a word, he just ran back to where Miku and Rin were standing. They didn't want to play or laugh, or even breathe for that matter. When someone disobeyed their Leader, someone was going to get severely punished or killed, depending on the level of disobedience.

Soon, the double doors opened once again. Meiko and Kaito first came in, then Zumi, Mamoru and Lem. But the "Guest" was nowhere in sight. Leader's eye twitched.

"The mission was a success." Zumi said, smiling at the leader as if the tension wasn't heavy on her shoulders. "We even killed another boss, like 'kill a bird with one stone' you know?"

"You brought someone back." Leader growled, his eye twitching once again. "Where in the hell is it? You didn't let that person out here did you?"

"Oh, come on, Raiden." Zumi said, using her Leaders full name. But Raiden didn't want to hear it.

"How many time have I told you, kill every-"

"I consented to it." Everyone looked at Lim. He had his glasses on the tip of his nose so that he could make eye contact with Raiden. Raiden growled as his eyes met the older boys' normal black eyes. "Would you like to meet this guest?"

"You can bet your ass I would want to meet him!" Raiden growled, his hands clutching the velvet arms of the chair.

Zumi looked up at Lim, afraid for the girl. During the drive, the girl had woken up and Zumi had told her life story, so she felt connected with the girl now.

Lim nodded, and she took her hand from her back, showing a smaller hand. Everyone leaned in as more appeared from behind her back. A wrist showed, then a black covered forearm, then a head, and then a body came out from behind Zumi. She had the lightest and most childish eyes with the color of gold-ish honey. She had short hair, like Rin. She had on a black long sleeve that was way to big for her with a black skirt. She had white knee-high socks with black, small worn shoes. She looked tired, maybe because it was way passed her bedtime.

Everyone's eyes widened, Miku gave out a gasp of surprise. Raiden was the most surprised. His eyebrows were raised and his eyes were wide, and if this weren't serious, Mamoru or Miku would've taken a picture for future memories.

"Wh-who…." Raiden said, then he sat up even more straight, uncrossing his legs. He held out his hand and the girl flinched, holding onto Zumi's hand with both of her small one's. Raiden exhaled deeply and he started to talk in the most softest voice anyone had ever heard him talk. "Come here, girl. I won't hurt you."

She looked up at Zumi with hesitant eyes and Zumi pulled her arm towards Raiden, making the girl walk towards the older boy. Zumi let go once she knew the girl would walk and she continued down the reed carpet, still hesitant. She passed everyone else, who were still looking at her.

Soon she was a couple of feet from Raiden and she held out her own hands, sliding them into Raiden's bigger one's. He smiled, another sight to see. It was a smile to die for, not in the literal sense. She stopped and he pulled her slightly closer.

"What are you to Mr. Ai and Mr. Kimihota?" Raiden asked. The girl blinked and averted her gaze away from Raiden's red eyes.

"I….. I don't know anything about Mr. Ai." She answered, stifling a yawn. "And Mr. Kimihota is my master……I don't like him……he's mean….."

"Are you tired, little one?" Raiden asked, still smiling. "Would you like to sleep over."

"….Yes…"

The girl nodded restlessly and he pulled her closer, pulling her onto his lap and gathering her up in his arms. She didn't make any attempt to struggle. She was too tired to care. He began to rock back and forth slightly, making her even more tired.

"What's your name?" He asked, petting her hair.

"I….don't know…." She whispered. "Everyone called me Chan-chan…… back home…… in the servants……house……"

"Chan-chan is a ugly name." Raiden said, pulling her to his chest even closer. "How's 'Riku' sound to you?"

The girl smiled sleepily, her eyes closing. "That sounds……good." And then she was sound asleep, curled up against him with her hands close to her face.

Raiden looked down at her as if she were the light of his life, like a father did to a newborn daughter. Which was weird coming from a ruthless teenaged leader like him. He then looked up at the other teenagers.

"Rin, Len, follow me to your room. She'll be sleeping with you two tonight." Raiden said, getting up carefully so Riku wouldn't wake up. Rin looked excited, she always wanted to have a younger sister. Len looked nervous. While they walked past, Raiden ordered, "Go find some clothes for Riku and take it to the twin's room. Got it?"

And with that, the three blondes' and the Leader were gone for the night.

^.^

Moonlight was the only light as Rin opened the bedroom door, letting Len and Raiden walked in. Riku was still asleep, despite the fact that Raiden's arms squeezing her against him.

"Here's the bed." Rin said, grabbing Raiden's hand and leading him towards the bed.

It was double king sized; so 7 people could sleep in it at the same time. The twins were spoiled, since they were the youngest. But since the room was huge and so was the bed they had to share.

Rin and Len climbed on the bed and opened the covers to Raiden could put her in. Riku cuddled against the pillow, sighing as if she had never slept on a bed before. Rin climbed in on her left side and Len climbed in aqwuardly on her left. Raiden stared down at the youngest blonde.

"Leader." Len whispered, catching the boys' attention. Once he had all eyes on him, he continued. "Why did you let her stay?"

"Because Rin and you need a younger sis." Raiden lied, punching the blond boy lightly on the chin. Len didn't buy it and Raiden sighed. The girl shivered and Rin scooted closer, hugging her. "I want you to protect my little sis. Can you promise you will protect her, Len?"

Rin would've gasped if she weren't trying to make Riku stop shaking.

Len was hesitant about what Raiden said. He looked at the younger and more frail blonde and thought for a second. He wanted to agree with his sister, but on the other hand he didn't think that saying such a thing to a young boy would make him feel any better. He was literally saying that this 7-year-old will be the next gang Leader……

He rested his hand on what he thought was his sisters and intertwined his fingers with his, and they didn't return the gesture.

Instead of his sisters, though, it was the girls. She had her hand slightly open, her sleeves covering part of it and her fingers were intertwined limply with his.

For some reason, when he looked at her face and then his sisters' he was more confident. He nodded and smiled. "Yes, I'll do my best to protect her leader~!!"

Raiden smiled back and patted his head then pointed his thumb to Rin's direction. Len looked to the side to see that Rin was already asleep, still hugging Riku. Len didn't get how his sister could go to sleep so quickly.

Raiden waved at Len before walking out of the room, closing it behind him.

Len looked at Riku's face one more time before lying down next to her. She looked happy and peaceful being next to them, a small smile on her face. Len smiled at her and held his hand up to hers, which was lying on the bed. He blushed as he fell asleep, involuntarily intertwined his fingers with hers again.

^.^Meanwhile^.^

Zumi looked as clueless as Miku, Mamoru, Kaito, and Meiko were. But Lim knew this was going to happen. Meiko and Kaito walked out first with Miku, they knew the order wasn't for them.

"What the heck happened just now?!" Mamoru said, nearly falling to the floor with confusion.

"I'm just happy Ri-chan is going to live!!!!" Zumi said, almost breaking out with tears of joy.

Lim rolled his eyes and pulled on the two kids' collars, pulling them out of the thrown room and back towards the front door.

"You don't know, do you?" Lim said, receiving another clueless stares. He sighed and looked down at them. "Riku is the name of Raiden's younger sisters' name."

"A~nd?" the two asked in unison.

"A~nd, that young girl looks just like her." Lim stopped pulling them and dropped them, rummaging through his pockets. He took out his wallet and opened it, reversing it so they could see the picture inside. Mamoru and Zumi jumped at the picture and studied it. Riku looked exactly like the girl in the picture!!!

They both as short blonde hair and the same yellow eyes, thought this one was younger than the new one. "NO WAY!!!!!"

Sigh. "Oh yes." Lim said, reminiscing in his past. "The little one was a real doll, she was nice and polite and cute, unlike her older brother." Another sigh. "I think this girl is the real Riku, though."

The two gasped. "Then that means…."

"Yes," Lim nodded. "That means she's the heir to become a Fire Flower……"

^.^

There's the first chappie! Heheh!!!

Please read and review and then I'll continue.

And I promise next time there will be action, pinkie swear!

But, for now, Sayonara!!!