She gently pushed Blake aside, and walked over to Haruki, giving him an annoyingly wide grin. "Look at who celebrated the fireworks yesterday!" she giggled. He replied with a gloomy glance, and put the bucked to the side, crossing his arms on his chest.<br/>"At least I didn't smooch with anyone like you." he growled. She raised a brow, then smirked. "If I didn't know you, I'd doubt it. But you wouldn't approach a girl... Ever. No matter what." she teased him, and made a step away.<br/><br/>However, his hand was faster than her. Half-hidden under the red sash, it reached after her hakama, and with an abrupt tug he pulled her. She wavered and fell onto the floor, what was followed by a sharp glance in her brother's way, and his laughter. Even though he was pale and hungover, the somewhat smug appearance on his face remained.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Look at who celebrated the fireworks yesterday!"</span>she giggled.<br/>He replied with a gloomy glance, and put the bucked to the side, crossing his arms on his chest.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"At least I didn't smooch with anyone like you."</span>he growled.<br/>She raised a brow, then smirked.<span style="font-style: italic">"If I didn't know you, I'd doubt it. But you wouldn't approach a girl... Ever. No matter what."</span><br/><br/>Watching Haruki and Nyoko bicker like children, Blake could not help but laugh at them. It was like he was dealing with two kids, rather than two grown adults. In any case, it was pretty fun to watch. As their feuding continued as Blake closed his door, his mind was a bit confused. His eyes were blurry still, moving to pull them both apart. "If you two want to wrestle, please take it out of town at your leisure."