I wasn't your biggest fan. I mean, how could I ever be, you seemed to get along very well with my father, maybe a little too well. So when Fuyumi came back home and said: "Dad invited Hawks here for dinner so we could meet up the number two hero!" I wasn't exactly happy. But it was Fuyumi, saddening her would only sadden me further, so why not just roll with it. Rolling with it. Easy huh? Sort of. You sat at the table, conversing nicely with all of us and... it was pleasant. For everyone. All I saw was how nice you were to dad, not even endearing, just nice, talking to him... as if he were a good person. My siblings adored you, and after the excruciating dinner was done and everyone minded their own business, I decided to go pray by my brother's, Touya, altar. And there you were, knelt and praying. Rage filled me like water in an overfilled cup. How dared you sit where family was supposed to be, lounging someone you technically had no idea of. This all seemed... like disrespect Excuse me? I spoke I wanted to pray for my brother.

(P.S. in this AU, you, Hawks, knew Touya back in childhood, have fun!)