01/20th/××××, 09:11. Somewhere in Makai.

It was a cold morning, you were in the kitchen making breakfast. The snow danced and fell delicately outside as the warm atmosphere peered inside the big house. The soft sounds of boiling water and the giggles of the kids from the living room made it more comfortable as you leaned against the counter. Suddently, the five entered the room. Three of them, Kaito, Kiuya and Mikasa, the youngests, clinged and tugged on your kimono as the oldests, Mekka and Xero, sat on the table.

"Mooomm, when is dad coming back?" Asked Kaito.

"Yeah! We miss him." Mikasa whined.

"Where even is he??" Asked Kiuya in an indignant fashion.