Fumio's grin slowly grew as Aya dropped her sword, but soon his eyes widened a little as a fist flew towards his face. He could of stopped it, but chose not to and just took the hit head-on. His hair fell in-front of his eyes as he stood there, grin none-resistant, he was just quiet. As he listened to Aya, Fumio couldn't believe what he was hearing... He expected her to just go off at him and tell him that she never wanted to talk to him again or something along those lines... but no, instead she said what she saw him as... Turning his face back a little, he looked at Aya, continuing to listen as his face kept straight, stopping himself from showing an feeling. Aya then hugged him gently, but he didn't hug her back, instead just let her hug him as he thought, confused. [i]'But... no... I wasn't angry at you because of something like that.... was I?.... No, I don't care about Kenji or his bullshit... but, I guess I didn't like the idea of Aya being with that peasant.... Fuck, how'd I get into this situation?... I seriously have a soft spot for Oda's it seems....'[/i] Sighing, Fumio placed his right hand on top of Aya's head, closing his eyes. [b]"Why do I care about you Aya?... I blame you, damn bloody adorable demon~"[/b] Opening his eyes, Fumio hugged Aya back tightly, not regretting what he said but still, she was right, he didn't want to see her making bad decisions and hang around people that could end up making her do things she didn't want to.... [b]"I dislike caring feeling like this, but I guess I can't help caring about you heh... Little sis... Wait, I thought you were older than me?"[/b]