Delilah watched Amelia with slight concern. She was tempted to stand but didn't. She heard Mr. Haru's question but didn't answer it.

Amelia stopped and looked at the cabinet above the sink scowling. She was too short to reach. She jumped to try to reach it but fell back down. Deciding it wasn't worth her time she turned the sink to the hotter side. She was washing her hands again and her finger was starting to bleed. She jumped back when the temperature got to hot holding her finger.

"Ow," she said to herself really ignoring anyone else that was around her.

Mr.Haru cocked his head to the side and stared. How odd the two girls seemed; and he knew odd.
((sorry its short but its writers block.))

Delilah jumped when her sister said ow and went over to her. She reached up and got the disinfectant down and helped her clean her hands and the cut that she had just gotten.

"Clumsy." scolded Shiva, Mr.Haru stood up to see if the young lady was alright.

Delilah spun around when she heard what Shiva had said. She was a bit angry right now and didn't care what other people thought. "Oh you think she was just being clumsy! Well you try having both of your parents commit suicide and then get a poor immune system and then get diagnosed with OCD because your too worried about getting sick to realize that washing your hands every single time you see a speck of dirt isn't a bad thing," she yelled. She was turning red slightly as she felt tears burning in her eyes. Amelia had gone to Mr. Haru now to show him her finger to see if he could help her knowing her sister would need some time alone.

Shiva chuckled, "You think you have it hard. Our mom is dead to in case you haven't noticed the lack of a woman around the house. My brother is incredibly sick to, dieing. get over yourselvs."
Mr.Haru smacked Shiva, "HE IS NOT DIEING!" he turned and stood up then grabbed some bandages from a cabenit. He disinfected Amelia's finger and wrapped it up.
Shiva sat there scowling, "fool. Inviting people into the house when you know funds are hard enouph and when you know Kyoya will soon be trouble for everyone. You just keep picturing things as good but they arent, it's all a bunch of crap." she stood up and walked clear out of the house.
Mr.Haru sat down and ignored the rants.

Amelia hugged Mr Haru gently after he had placed the bandage on and disinfected the cut. She sat down now and looked over at him again. "Mr Haru," she said gently. "My sister can help with the funds since she can work and I can get a job even though I'm a little young. I want to help."

Delilah had already left and was now sitting in the bathroom. She felt sick again and was going into panic mode. She could remember the old apartment that apparently Shiva was completely unaware of. She had heard her little rant and didn't care in the least bit at first but she cared about Kyoya. She felt her stomach lurch slightly and she grew frightened and began crying.

Kyoya was lieing on his bed staring at the cealing. Then he heard crying. "What now?" he growled and stood up. He walked out of his room and to the bathroom.
knock knock
"What's going on?" he ordered more than asked.

Mr.Haru smiled, "You don't need to get a job yet. Relax, if you want to help I could use help on the chores around here and dinner. God knows my eldest son's are always at work and Kyoya... last time he cooked... the fire department was called. Shiva is going back to college soon so she cant do it. I just need a little help until I get home from work."

Delilah heard someone knocking on the door and she stood up. She thought it was Kyoya and didn't really want him to see her in the state that she was in. "Yes," she asked in a slightly meek voice. She coughed slightly and readjusted herself.

"All right Mr. Haru," Amelia said saluting slightly. "I am very good at cleaning and you will never see another speck of dirt in this house as long as I reside here." She was grinning slightly now but when she noticed a speck of dirt on the floor she jumped on a chair. "Where is the vacuum or broom or mop?"

"What's you're problem?"he asked with a sigh and leaned against the wall.

"Wow, you don't have to start so soon!"said Mr.Haru nervously.

"Your sister insulted my sister," she said. "It reminded me of my parents. I miss them a lot." She wasn't crying much anymore but rather only sniffling slightly. The door was unlocked but she was still completely unsure of how she could handle the present situation.

"I insist though," Amelia said bluntly. "I like cleaning."

"So... insults reminded you of your parents?...should I even ask why?"questioned Kyoya.

"Don't you want dinner first?"asked Mr.Haru.

"I'm sorry," she said. She stood up and washed her face.

"Oh yes," Amelia said bluntly.

"Listen... I aint feeling well so hurry up." said Kyoya sighing, "just want to take a shower."

Mr.Haru sighed and shook his head.

"I'm sorry," Delilah said rushing out before even drying off her face. "I don't mean to get in the way." She bowed slightly before returning to the kitchen table.

Amelia glanced at her sister and threw a towel at her. "You a bit distracted," she asked.

"Damn...that could have gone better." muttered Kyoya, he was never exactly good when it came to being tottaly nice. He quickly undressed and got into the shower.

"Where should we sleep Mr Haru?" she asked politely.

Amelia was curious too but now she was eating and was trying to get her sister to eat. They both seemed to be adjusting fairly well now.

The knobs were on hot but Kyoya was still cold. He turned the water to full heat so even the pipes made noise. It burnt when it touched his skin but it seemed like he would do anything to stay warm at the moment.

"Ah, well. You have been to the bathroom? There are stairs leading up. At the top of the stairs is my room on the right, broom closet on the left. Then on the right is Shiva's room and on the left my other son's room. And next to Shiva's room is Kyoya's room. You will be having Shiva's room."said Mr.Haru.He heard the pipes strain against heat, "YOU'RE USING UP THE HOUSES WARM WATER! TURN IT OFF!"

Kyoya heard his father and quickly turned everything off. He stood there for a minute before puting on a towel and shivering slightly. The shower didn't help when it came to Kyoya's feeling sick. He sighed and quickly dressed again before coming out of the bathroom, "Sorry!"he yelled before going to his own room. He laid down on his bed and covered himself up. The boy looked like a cacoon the way he tangled himself up. He didn't dry his hair so the pillow started to get wet.

Delilah and Amelia both nodded at the same time. Delilah was eating now while Amelia was beginning to drag their suitcases up the stairs. She was struggling slightly but it didn't bother her. She put them in a neat line in the hall so that no one would bother her than knocked gently on Kyoya's door curious as to whether he needed anything.

"Do you need anything," she asked without waiting for a response from him.
Delilah still felt a bit awkward in a stranger's house. She was eating slowly so she had enough time to ask questions between bites. "I apologize if I getting overbearing at all I can always get the old apartment back," she said.

"Mmmph..."muttered Kyoya, he stood up and walk to the door and opened it. "huh?" he asked and his feet froze before he could move again.

"Listen dear, our house is hell! We got variaty here. Be who you are. You wont be judged, unless you are Shiva. She is just the family's royal pain."laughed Mr.Haru.

"I was jut wondering if you need anything. Do you need any help because I have just offered my services in helping anyone in this house that needs help," Amelia said with a bit too much pep and bowed while doing so. "I'd be very pleased to play the piano for anyone who wishes because I've practiced at the music store many times." She bowed again for an unkown reason trying to be as polite as possible.

Delilah nodded slightly, her head bowed. She felt a bit upset at the present time. "I miss my dad," she said with a sigh. "He always took me out to eat and we always made cookies together."

Kyoya forced himself to move and he let his hands hold onto her shoulders gently while his head rested on her right shoulder from his side. "...don't be so polite. No one is and is just makes me angry because if someones polite I always just think their fake." he sighed.

"It's alright to miss someone. Almost everyone has lost someone special to them. Morn as you wish but if you make it a habit then i'll have to force happyness upon you!"excaimed Mr.Haru.
"Run for your life."commented Cast sitting down at the dinner table.
The other son of Mr.Haru was still quit however.

Amelia was a bit shocked at first but then relaxed. She was fairly used to being around people and knew that he was clean. She sighed slightly not moving really. "I'm not fake though," she said. "I just like seeing people happy so I treat them nicely and do things for them. Plus I just enjoy cleaning."

"All right," Delilah said a little unsure of what to expect. "I'll try not to make it a habit." She turned to Cast a little confused.

"What do you mean run for your life?" she asked.

"...alright..."he muttered standing up straight and going back to bed. He laid down and pulled his covers half way above his knees before just dozing off quickly.

"I'll leave it a surprise."said Cast.
Mr.Haru stuck out his tongue like a little kid.

Amelia nodded slightly and turned around and returned to the kitchen. She wasn't really hungry but didn't know where else to go.

Delilah was sighing slightly not knowing what to think of the current situation. Everyone in the house seemed to have some kind of unusual problem and it interested in her in a minute way.