Azalea

Another Time, Another Story

Roleplay title: Hold My Flower
Setting: September 1989; USA, Earth
Characters Involved: Mephia Zevi, Thomas Roosevelt, Mephis/Anthony Roosevelt/Rodrigo Armando

“Look at the new outfit we bought him! Anthony is such a cute baby, right?”

Mephia stared blankly at the infant held in front of him. Thomas gave him an expectant smile and waited for a response. Silence passed between them, except for the baby making gurgling noises. Said baby wore a striped white and blue hat that covered his tiny head, with a clashing red and orange striped onesie that said the phrase ‘baby boy’ in the center. His socks were green with neon pink stars. Mephia rolled his eyes. “This outfit was the urgent thing you had to tell me about?” he drawled, uninterested in baby clothes.

“Yes dad, you never visit, you’ll miss out on seeing him grow up! You lost that chance with me, but I don’t want that to happen with Anthony. I know you love the little guy.” Thomas reasoned with a cheery grin, causing Mephia to frown. He vaguely remembered his parents happily fussing over every little thing Mephisto did as a baby and they often felt upset at Mephia for having zero interest in his younger brother. But since he did actually care about his grandson, did that mean he had to act like that too? Mephia sighed. It sounded so pointless to give so much attention to a child, but if his parents and now Thomas did it, then maybe Mephia should try to emulate that behavior. At the very least, he could prevent the boy from growing up into a weakling that he felt sure Thomas would raise him into.

“I suppose I could start spending more time with the child.” He replied in a bored tone and took another glimpse at Anthony. His son dressed him in a lame outfit that definitely did not warrant a visit to his house. “But if you are going to use new clothes as an excuse to invade my home, make sure he is dressed in something less horrible.”

Thomas sputtered and looked confused. The younger man examined his baby with a frown. “What? This outfit is not lame, I picked it out myself!” he defended, and the corner of Mephia’s lips twitched slightly. Mephia had seen decades of changing fashion trends ever since he arrived on earth and by far the 80s were the worst. Most people looked like thrown up rainbows in baggy clothes, with Thomas sadly being one of those people. His son was nearly his mirror image and every time he saw him it was like Mephia was looking at a weak version of himself who enjoyed wearing neon colored windbreakers and headbands. He almost regretted not raising the boy himself; maybe if he had, Thomas would be wearing all black like him instead of the multicolored monstrosities.

“Ah, now I know what went wrong. Do not worry I will fix him. Give him here.” Mephia practically ordered Thomas and snatched the baby into his arms. The infant happily cooed and tried to reach out for Mephia’s hair. Ignoring how his dark locks were pulled by a surprisingly strong grip, he cradled Anthony in his arms and looked at his son. “Go away somewhere for a while.”

Thomas gave him a fake pout, secretly glad that his indifferent father was actually volunteering to spend time with Anthony. Being relieved of his son also meant he suddenly had free time and Thomas was definitely going to take the opportunity. “Fine, I’ll come pick him up in a few hours.” He informed, trusting his father to keep the baby safe. “You can call me if you need help.”

Mephia scoffed. As if he would need help to deal with a child, especially his own grandson! Thomas laughed casually and turned to leave, Mephia never spotting the smug smile on his son's face at the fact that he now had a free babysitter for Anthony. I can't believe that my plan worked! thought Thomas, looking forward to a relaxing evening without a crying infant, changing diapers, and getting spit up on.

One hour later, Mephia glared at the other customers in the store, who were glaring at him because he did nothing to stop the baby in his arms from crying. Anthony’s crying had caused the other babies in the vicinity to start bawling their eyes out. He personally did not care, screams and tears never caused a reaction from him before and Mephia was not about to start now. “What are you looking at?” he scowled at a mother giving him an irritated expression while she tried to soothe a toddler in a stroller. Ignoring the rest of the stupid humans, Mephia glanced back down at Anthony who had now stopped crying. Instead the infant was giggling. Apparently, his angry face made him laugh. He allowed himself a small smile towards Anthony before turning his face neutral and glancing back to the racks of clothes.

At first Mephia only planned to purchase a new set of clothes for Anthony since he, an old wizard from another planet, apparently had more fashion sense than two young humans born on earth. But after seeing advertisements of babies looking "stylish", Mephia felt jealous and annoyed. Why did babies in ugly outfits get recognized as the most attractive when his grandson was one hundred times greater than them? He would look the best even if he wore a potato sack! Not wanting his grandson to look inferior to a stupid human infant, he resolved to buy him the greatest outfit in the store and prove that his precious grandchild was earth's most attractive baby. But, there was one problem Mephia ran into. Everything looked either plain, neon colored, or had ridiculous patterns. The shirts with phrases like “world’s most handsome baby” or “future heartbreaker” were the worst in his opinion. Mephia wondered if this was the reason Thomas had been forced to buy the ridiculous outfit poor Anthony currently wore. The only clothing he found acceptable was a black shirt that said “I have the coolest grandpa” and only because it was one hundred percent true. Oh, if only he knew the spells to manipulate clothing, he would have used his magic in a heartbeat.

It was when he found costumes on early sale for Halloween that Mephia found something to his liking. It was a costume of a fearsome beast, an extinct creature of earth called a dinosaur, and he was looking at a costume of a dark green colored T-Rex with large black eyes. The small description claimed the T-Rex was the king of dinosaurs! Mephia approved of dressing up his grandson as an ancient, powerful king.

"Look, child, do you like this costume?" he cooed, showing the T-rex to the baby. Anthony smiled and gave him a quick "ya!" before reaching out for the costume. Mephia allowed this and smiled approvingly. He was beginning to understand, just a little, why parents loved spending time with their children. "You do like it. Hmm...Why don't I buy you some new toys, too?" he decided as soon as he saw how overjoyed the baby looked examining the T-rex, probably thinking it was a toy.

It was practically foreign to him, the happiness he felt when he interacted with his grandson, but Mephia welcomed it.

Vampirates

NEMESIS
Little Tori looked nervous at her exclamation, but to Nemesis' delight he seemed open to her idea. She grinned. "Bad? Oh definitely in most cases, but that's why it's fun!" she explained, before a slight frown appeared on her face. It quickly left, however. "Not too much fun for the person getting robbed, though. I was stolen too, once. It was the captain, actually! Stole me right out of my manor, held me for ransom and everything." Nemesis was nonchalant about the entire story. "I got over it though. I begged to join the crew, even. Anyways, you only get into trouble if you get caught, and with us around you'll be perfectly fine!"

By now Nemesis felt excited at the thought of robbing some dumb bastard. She couldn't wait to teach Tori some of her tricks. When the young vampire agreed, she gave him a look filled with pride.

CHARLIE
He sighed as Nemesis spoke. "This is going to lead to trouble...I just know it..."he muttered dejectedly. If they let something happen to the boy, would Jecht care? He probably would not at the moment but the second they retrieved Trixxtal, and if he heard Protettore was hurt in some way, the first mate would become upset. And the entire crew knew that anything or anybody that upset Trixxtal (outside of the captain himself) would infuriate Jecht. "Ohhhh no...oh no no...this will end badly..." he whispered to nobody, his head hanging low as he kicked a few debris out of his path.

To his horror he kicked with more force than he meant to and miraculously managed to hit Jecht, of all the people in the world, straight to the forehead. The already irritated captain cursed as his anger rose to a new level and Charlie saw a few drops of blood drip down from the wound he accidently inflicted.

JECHT
The ship had finally landed at the port and anchored. Once Jecht heard this news he forced himself out of his quarters, feeling completely fed up with all of the bedrest. "Ugh, I don't care about my injuries anymore, I'm getting off this blasted ship!" he whined to every person unfortunate enough to be nearby to hear his complaining. He still felt pain on his body, but he ignored the sensations, feeling he deserved to hurt for failing Trixxtal like he did. But the captain had no desire to stay aboard the ship for much longer. Everything he saw reminded him too much of Trixxtal. He just wanted to get away and forget everything for awhile.

As he began to leave, a piece of debris caught him off guard and he was smacked in the head with driftwood. "What the fuck!" he scowled, rubbing his now throbbing forehead as he turned to the perpetrator. The guilty party looked pale and grimaced at Jecht's glare.

"Charlie..." he hissed, steadily walking towards the blond and the rest of the group, "The FlyingDeath better be in perfect condition when I return, otherwise I'll pick up every remaining piece of debris I find on the ship, sharpen them into stakes, and use you as target practice...!" He promptly turned away from his crew and Tori, whose presence he refused to acknowledge at the moment, and stormed off the ship.

Welcome to the Dark Hour

♥♥Jonathan♥♥

Jonathon sighed. "I see...enjoy your night."he told the teenagers. Just as he was about to leave an older man sat down and ordered a drink. Out of habit, a smile came to his face. "Right away sir."

He turned around and shook his head, still annoyed that the man from earlier didn't pay his bill. Jonathon descended down the flight of stairs and saw his co-worker Tohru being pulled from the...DJ stuff, by a man with a skirt on. Am I going crazy? he wondered. "I should order a drink for myself."he decided, watching as Tohru quickly placed a wig on the man.

"Yeah, that's the only way I'll make it through this night."
Jonathon didn't end up mixing a drink for himself and just made the apple martini. He returned from the back and went back up the stairs, giving the drink to the man. "Here is your apple martini, sir. Have a good night."he smiled. Wondering if he was the teenagers' grandfather or something, he asked, "Anything else you three need?"

Once he got their response, Jonathon went down to the dancefloor and noticed that Kyoya's CD was about to end. He glanced to where he last saw Tohru; the DJ was still dancing with the crossdresser. "Guess I'll have to change it."

Intending on playing Lovi Sky's CD, Jonathon headed towards the DJ system. To his surprise, when he got there, a giant yellow rat was sitting behind a speaker happily eating apples. "...Pikachu?" was his first guess, but Jonathon could tell that this creature was larger and darker than Shinji's robotic friend. The tail and ears were different as well.

♥♥Michael♥♥

Michael nodded. "Yes, he is, though I am uncertain as to how he obtains so much capital." he explained. "But I cannot fly, and he cannot grant me the power to fly. I have no wings."

Michael didn't have any wings, but he wondered if this child or any other human did. He certainly had never seen such a thing. "I opened a door and arrived here." he continued, not understanding that travelling through magically doors didn't happen to normal people and that the kid meant airplanes.

♥♥Milton♥♥

Milton, now back in the velvet room, wondered why Michael didn't return yet. He frowned and randomly took out a crystal ball. He didn't have TV, so looking into the crystal ball was his only form of entertainment besides being a douche to Michael. He placed hands over the sphere and closer his eyes. He took a deep breath and recited this spell:

"Chamillionairerebeccablackmichaeljordonbugsbunnyv egetashamugoku!"

The crystal ball began to cloud on the inside, and when Michael opened his eyes, he gazed into the smoke. Images began to form and he smiled.

"Let's see what happened in this world, earlier this morning..."

Michael saw two men in a kitchen. At first he wondered how this could be interesting and was about to look at a different moment in time, but suddenly a baby chicken fell through their roof. "Gun...?!"said Michael, watching a chick shoot a flamethrower at the two men. He blinked as he watched how eggs were thrown at the vengeful chicken, but sadly it died of a heartattack. Not bothering to watch the rest, Michael decided to look into the future. It wasn't very far, in fact only an hour from the present time.

A hobo walked into a boy, and the boy turned into a rat. The boy's clothes fell onto the floor and the hobo found his wallet. The hobo girl tried to steal said wallet, but the rat hung onto to it for dear life. Suddenly, smoke appeared and the rat turned back into a boy and the hobo girl was on top of his exposed body. The boy knocked her out unconscious, got dressed, and ran away. "The chicken was more amusing."he commented. Milton, because he didn't have any common sense sometimes, didn't realize he could just find out where Michael was using his crystal ball.

So, he looked into a parallel world instead. That world did not have Kyoya Legacy or Lovi Sky, his two favorite popstars. This world had Lady Gaga, Edward Cullen, Jacob Black, Justin Bieber, and various Asian boybands whose names Milton couldn't pronounce, captivating the hearts of people fangirls."Strange..."he murmured.

♥♥Kieran♥♥

Kieran smiled, happier than a bird with a french fry. Are we going on a date? he wondered, hope in his voice.

Sadly, when he got to the table, Kieran just saw some guy's name. "Oh..."he muttered, disappointed that they were just going to murder somebody tonight. "At least I get to see Kaito and Akito."he told himself, trying to be optimistic. Kaito and Akito were his two bunny personas and he loved them dearly, though not as much as his wife. "We can find him in...a monorail?"he asked nobody, clearly confused. Was he coming into town later tonight?

♥♥Sunako♥♥

Sunako walked into her room and grabbed her iPod, listening to Lovi Sky's song. She didn't enjoy Kyoya Legacy's music as much as she liked Lovi Sky. The young girl pulled out some paper from her desk and began writing some fanmail to Lovi Sky. Lovi Sky is the only man who could bring out the inner fangirl in Sunako: this was her deepest, darkest secret...

Dear Lovi Sky,
I never noticed how my heart could beat so loud when I think of you. I can't focus; my heads up in the clouds. My heart is so lost in the chaos it's crazy and when I close my eyes, you play like a movie in my mind. You are the star of my daydreams and I can't help this crush on you. Oh, I think we're meant to be but I know this is one-sided. The world is cruel, fate even crueler, for bringing you to me but not me to you. So all I can do is listen to your wonderful music, and pray that I don't lose hope when I'm trying to save the world with my friends ♥♥♥♥♥ Sunako

♥♥Kyoya♥♥

Kyoya pulled out his emergency fangirl kit from his jacket pocket. It was a small box that acted like a clown car: despite the size it could hold an almost infinite amount of items. "It only works 50% of the time, butI think I have just the thing to help her."he informed the boy who was holding the girl steady. Kyoya took out his iPod and placed some headphones in her ears. He pressed play and soon his voice was singing a catchy tune. Sometimes, Kyoya figured out, a fangirl who fainted from his presence would become revitalized after hearing a song. While he waited for the girl to wake up and for Shinji to come downstairs, he decided to introduce himself to the redheaded boy. "I'm Kyoya. I'm a persona user like yourself, and I'm going to be staying here until Shinji recovers from his injuries."he explained.

"Chirp!"

Kyoya looked up the stairs and saw Hibird flying down. She landed on his shoulder and nuzzled against him. "Oh, I didn't know you left."he told Hibird.

"What happened to Kimiko?"

Kyoya looked up the stairs again and saw Shinji approaching the three of them. Pikachu was on his shoulder, almost mimicing Hibird. "She's a fangirl, I guess, and fainted when she saw me."

Welcome to the Dark Hour

♥♥Avido♥♥

To Avido's surprise, when he opened the door he saw a woman leaning against the sink of the men's restroom. Or at least he thought it was the men's restroom.

"..." Avido stared at him in silence, hesitant to leave the stall. He couldn't put his finger on it but something about that woman looked...fake, like the cosplay he always wore. Either way, this woman obviously wanted him, and that would not do! Avido was already captivated and infatuated by Lenalee.
He slowly closed the door and crept back inside the stall to hide.

♥♥Lenalee♥♥

Lenalee stared at the second floor, studying a brown haired gentlemen drinking some sort of juice. She didn't know why but his aura seemed peculiar. "He's powerful."she concluded. Then a man with a sunshine colored hair approached her and asked if she would like a drink.

"No thank you waiter."she answered the strange man in front of her. Avido told her to recite that exact phrase if any other man besides him tried to offer her some sort of drink.
Lenalee titled her head to the side, her unique eyes wide as she tried to figure out why this person in front of her also gave off a different aura. It wasn't exactly the same as the brown haired man and she wanted to find out why. "Ah, I see. Your soul is a...worm."she concluded.

Then to her surprise, another person gave off a strange aura. She turned her head towards the DJ, sensing his different soul. Lenalee just walked away from the old man and stopped when she was close enough to speak to the DJ. "Your soul is a plant monster."she informed him.

♥♥Avido♥♥

Ten minutes in the stall was more than enough time for that woman to grow bored and leave, or at least for another man to come and distract her, but no the only bodies in the bathroom were still them two. Avido reached into his pocket and pulled out a tiny sphere. This should work...he thought, tossing the ball over the door. Avido didn't know what it hit, but what mattered was that the smokescreen worked. The entire bathroom became filled with grey smoke and Avido snuck out of the stall and ran back towards the dancefloor.

To his horror, he found Lenalee not in the spot he left her but talking to the DJ! "Nooooooo!"he shouted, sprinting across the dancefloor and shoving anyone who got in his way, including an old man, and gently grabbing Lenalee's hand.

"Let's go before more men hit on you and more women hit on me!"
When he saw Lenalee's head nod in agreement, the two dashed out of Club Escapade.

♥♥Milton♥♥

Surprisingly, the loud complaints of the young girl sitting next to him did not bother him. He continued sipping his juice and when he finished it, Milton felt a lot better than before. In order to skip out on the bill, Milton carelessly summoned the velvet room door. He randomly opened it and walked inside, despite the fact that the two teenagers on the second floor and anybody else who happened to be looking saw him.

♥♥Jonathan♥♥

"Where'd the man sitting next to you two go?"asked the waiter as he set down the juice. He didn't notice any of the strange things that happened because he was in the back mixing drinks together.

♥♥Kieran♥♥

Kieran backed up everytime Mizuki poked his chest and before he knew it, he was against the wall. The entire time he kept his mouth shut because he was trying to think how to explain to her what happened. She'd be pissed if he cheated, but Mizuki would be a thousand times angrier if she found out Kieran met Kyoya Legacy and she didn't. "I..."he began, stopping when he felt a sharp point in his pocket. Suddenly remembering he received an autographed CD not due for release until next month from Kyoya as thanks, he kissed Mizuki on the cheek. "...Went and got this for you, love."he said, showing her the CD.

Kyoya's handsome face was on the cover and inside on the actual disc, his signature blessed it.

♥♥Michael♥♥

"Ten...An impressive number."he said, holding the pile of hamburgers the child shoved into his hands. Michael merely observed him as he stood up and display no signs of obesity, thinking about how humans are so interesting. "Oh, yes I do need to go to Japan. My boss wants me to buy shampoo."he answered.

♥♥Hibird&Kyoya♥♥

Hibird flew on top of Kyoya's head as if his hair was a nest. The scream did not shock Kyoya and his ears weren't even bothered too much since he was so used to it. "I'll just let myself in then."he said with a charming smile, shutting the door behind him.

He began talking, knowing that she'd stop screaming in order to hear his wonderful voice. Probably.

"Hello, dear fan."he greeted, assuming that she was a fangirl. "Would you please do me a huge favor and take me to my beloved cousin, Shinji Sanada?"

Welcome to the Dark Hour

++ HIBIRD && KYOYA && KIERAN ++

"Excuse me ladies and gentlemen, I believe you wished to kidnap my beautiful self to thrust onto me your forbidden desires~~? Well, my wonderful kittens, try and catch me!"

Every head in the rabid mob turned towards the sweet, smooth voice of Kyoya Legacy. "KYAAAAAA~!"cheered the fans. Kyoya winked and started to run again, leading the drooling men and women away from the school gates. He grinned as he ran into an alleyway, and to the surprise of the fans who followed him, Kyoya Legacy had disappeared.

Kieran heard more cheering and checked out the window, but he saw a tumbleweed roll where the crowd stood earlier. "Everybody left?"he stated in shock. Then a tiny, plump bird randomly flew pass Kieran and perched itself onto Kyoya's shoulder.

"Tweet!"chirped Hibird happily.

"What's that bird? How'd it get inside?"asked Kieran, staring at it. Wow...its so...cute. he thought, blushing at the adorable sight in front of him.

"This is Hibird, she's my loyal friend."informed Kyoya, gently patting her on the head. He smiled and stood beside Kieran, viewing the wonderful scenery outside the window. "Thank goodness, the coast is clear!"

The two parted ways and Kyoya made it to the dorm without being noticed. He happily knocked on the door, hoping that Shinji would answer the door. He turned to Hibird and asked, "So...you didn't make me say anything embarassing or sound obnoxious right?"

Hibird joyously chirped and nodded her head, causing Kyoya to sigh. "Awww man...you did, didn't you?"

Kieran, meanwhile, gulped as he unlocked his door and stepped inside. He was late and his wife would be pissed. "Mizuki...I'm home!"he called out, but there was his darling waiting for him in the living room. "Ah, sorry I'm late."he apologized.

++ MICHAEL ++

Michael tilted his head to the side. "That...thing is good for you?"he asked suspiciously, noticing all of the grease and condiments oozing from the hamburger. He hesitated grabbing the grease monster, cautious about staining the white gloves over his pale hands, but curiousity got the better of him. "Hm, I suppose I've consumed worse food."he reasoned. The white haired gentlemen bit into the burger. Ah, he could taste the pesticide on the lettuce and tomatoes, the chemicals in the meat patty, the salt, the ugh....

"Yes, I have consumed worse food."he concluded, thinking about Milton's horrid cooking. "Thank you for enlightening me in the ways of hamburgers, young man."

++ MILTON && JONATHON ++

Milton, feeling lonely because Michael did not return yet, decided to neglect his duties in the velvet room and drown his depression at a night club.

"Here is your apple juice, sir."said Jonathon, who poured the artificially flavored drink into the customer's wine glass. Jonathon felt a little sorry for the man, who introduced himslef as Milton. He was sitting all by himself on the second floor, drinking fake apple juice.

++ KENJI ++

Kenji shook his head. "No...its okay. I'm afraid of your sister answering the phone."he admitted. Mizuki was his homeroom teacher and the last thing he wanted to do was fail because he bothered her, or something. "Thank you, though. I'll look at my notes, I guess..."he said, remembering that he had notes in his folder.

++ SHINJI && PIKACHU ++

As Pikachu waved to Kimiko, Shinji heard a knock on the door. "Can you get that? Or tell somebody else to? I think its my cousin, and I don't want to be seen speaking to him in public."he sighed, leaving the room and walking upstairs. The last thing he needed was for a fangirl to see him talking to Kyoya, figure out they're realated, and decide to kidnap Shinji as a hostage in exchange for a date with Kyoya Legacy.

++ AVIDO && LENALEE ++

Meanwhile, Avido and Lenalee also entered Club Escapade. "This, is a night club! Usually depressed or unsatisfied people show up here, interesting huh?"he asked, holding onto Lenalee's hand as he gave her a tour of the Paulownia mall area. "I'm gonna use the restroom, so hang around here and wait for me okay?"

"Sure."answered Lenalee and she began to walk around the night club. Both her and Avido were dressed normal, because he didn't want her to attract to much attention at the club and be stolen away by some other man.

++ SUNAKO ++

Blushing a bit when Momo took her hand, she smiled. "You're welcome!"She was glad that she guessed everything right.

"Did you guys see that?"

Sunako pulled her hand away and went into the hallway to see what Fleance was talking about. She didn't see anything unsual. "No, but if you ask Shinji, you can watch whatever Pikachu saw."she remembered. They were on the third floor, so she didn't really hear the door.

Welcome to the Dark Hour

++ SUNAKO ++

Sunako, confused about the situation, walked over to Fleance's room. "What's going on?"she asked, poking her head into the room only to see Momo clutching his chest. "Ah? Oh no, Momo!"she gasped, running to his side. Full of concern for her friend, she pressed Pikachu's cheeks in a weird order. The robotic rodent awoke and he spat out a first aid kit from his mouth. Shinji installed it after he got pwned by the shadow and, luckily for Sunako, Shinji explained to her his plans before he started enhancing Pikachu.

After much trial and error, Sunako figured out how to help her suffering friend using the first aid kit!

++ CLEAFEN ++

"Hello there, Lance."greeted Cleafen, who was standing out in the hallway. "There will be another attack soon, be careful my love!"

He blew an air kiss at Lance before vanishing once more.

++ JONATHON ++

Jonathon was sitting in front of an intimidating mafioso family, attempting to explain why their beloved Shinji was hurt. They knew about the existance about the Dark hour, despite none of them having the potential.

The don angrily stared down Jonathon while he spoke.

"Despite the weapons I provided, despite having Pikachu by his side, he still was injured by those creatures? Jonathan Takeba, fighting against other humans is one thing, but these shadows are on a whole different level. That is why I am sending my son, Kyoya, to watch over him."

Jonathon didn't expect him to send a popstar to protect Shinji. "Thank you." was all he could say. Kyoya Sanada was the leader before Shinji took over, before he decided to quit fighting shadows to pursue his dream of becoming a popstar.

Therefore, not all of the current persona users are aware that Kyoya Legacy used to battle shadows.

"I just hope fangirls don't swarm the dorm..."

++ KENJI ++

A huge smile was on Kenji's face and he looked up at his darling Hikaru. "I love you too!"he replied, glad that his beloved finally returned home. He stood and gave him a hug, sincerely having missed him for the few hours he was gone. The shadow attack left Kenji paranoid about losing him and Sousuke's departure to America didn't help either. That night, Kenji probably would have jumped off the roof to go after Hikaru if Sousuke didn't stop him. "Did you have fun at art club?"

++ KYOYA ++

"Jesus help me...!"

A stampede of fangirls and fanboys chased the famous popstar out of the airport and into the street. A good hour had passed and neither Kyoya or the fans were slowing down. "This is worse than the bulls in Spain!" he yelled, running blindly in random directions. Kyoya spotted a man about to close a gate.

"Waaaaait!"

Kieran, about to close the gates to the school, got tackled by some guy. "What in the world?"said the bewildered man, watching the guy who tackled him finish closing the gates. Kieran stood up and dusted off his clothes, about to ask the guy what his problem was when a huge swarm of mostly squeeling girls gathered around the gate.

"We looooooove you Kyoya Legacy!"

Kieran, realizing what was going on, walked back into the school with Kyoya and left his psycho fanbase waiting by the closed gates.

"Thank you so much! I have no idea how we're going to get out of here later but I finally escaped them." said Kyoya, drinking some water from a fountain. Kieran just chuckled, amused that a random popstar was taking shelter at the school. "You would be great for our track team." commented Kieran.

++ AVIDO && LENALEE ++

"She sure has strange sleeping habits..."commented a young man who only went by Avido. He smiled and closed his closet door. For the past five hours, he devoted his time to ironing and organizing every article of clothing that belonged to him. The closet space was so large that he could probably convert it into a shopping mall if he wanted to.

Avido, wearing a pirate outfit excluding the hat, walked over to his desk and grabbed a journal he sometimes wrote in. He gently sat down on his bed, not wanting to wake up the sleeping woman next to him, flipped to a blank page, and began to write.

It's been two weeks since I found Lenalee wandering the streets, lost on the night of a full moon. I was returning from another successful mission when I spotted her walking alone in the middle of the road. I gave her the clothes I stole from that bitch I met at the anime convention the weekend prior to that night, because the poor girl didn't have anything on. When I asked her name, she didn't have one of those either! I felt sorry for the girl, so I brought her home and dubbed her Lenalee Matsuda. Then-

"Hm? Why'd my pencil break?"he asked himself, turning his pencil over and observing the broken tip. He sighed and put the journal on the stand next to his bed. Avido looked over at slumbering Lenalee once more, wishing he could speak to her. He got out of bed and went over to the window, closing the curtains so the room wouldn't be so bright. Avido smiled and pulled the covers over her before heading towards the exit.

Just before he left the bedroom, he looked back at Lenalee once more.

"Sweet dreams, sleeping beauty..."

++ MICHAEL && MILTON ++

"Hey, Michael."said Milton, poking his attendant in the head. "I need more shampoo. Can you go get some for me?"

Michael sighed and replied with a bored tone, "Sure...why not."

Michael put down the broom he was using to sweep the floor and didn't bother changing clothes when he left the velvet room. Sadly, unbeknownst to Michael, Milton fucked up the door earlier so he ended up in an American airport rather than a Japanese market. "Milton is a damn idiot."growled Milton, who got numerous stares from people because he appeared out of nowhere dressed in strange clothing.

Deciding that he might as well take his time, Michael sat down next to some kid. He glanced over at the item in his hands and looked confused. It appeared to be some sort of deformed sausage pizza? "Excuse, but what is that you are eating?"he asked the kid eating the hamburger. He didn't know much about this other world, except for random things that Milton asked him to buy such as shampoo or pizza.

++ SHINJI && PIKACHU ++

"Pikachu!"shouted the robot as he proudly exited Fleance's room. He successfully made up for two weeks in just a few minutes! Now, to go back to sleep somewhere...

"Piiika?"

Pikachu looked at Fleance curiously, then glancing to where Cleafen was before wandering over to Kimiko's room. Shinji nodded and was about to leave when he saw Pikachu. "So there you are."he said, bending over to pick up Pikachu. He craddled him in his arms as he spoke to him. "Kimiko said she would watch over you. Say thank you, Pikachu."

Pikachu hopped onto his shoulders and waved at Kimiko. "Piiiiikachu Pika!"

++ SOUSUKE ++

Sousuke was at an American McDonalds, amazed at how large their small soda was. "This is amazing...and for such a cheap price too!"he said, taking a picture on his camera. He was going to show Kenji a bunch of strange America things when he got back.

Another Time, Another Story

Roleplay Title: Hold My Flower
Setting: Year 1138
Characters Involved: Valdeimos Mancini, Valencino Mancini

It was time for his lunch break and what should have been a relaxing hour immediately went downhill ten minutes in. The bell chimed as a familiar blond walked through the door. “Valdeimos!” he heard a happy cry and Valdeimos cringed. He set down his food on the table and turned to the restaurant’s entrance. There stood the most recent annoyance in his life, his normally reserved brother Valencino. Valdeimos saw the poorly veiled excitement in his eyes that he had become accustomed to seeing over the past few months.

Valencino walked over to his table and Valdeimos kept a strained smile on his face. He had no doubt that his brother would give another endless spiel over the peasant girl he started to date months ago. It was always “I bumped into Miss Morgana again today, I had a pleasant conversation with her!” or “Miss Morgana looks more radiant with every meeting!” or “I just thought of an excellent place to show her, Valdeimos, do women enjoy going on dates to places like this?”. He refused to drop his compassionate persona but Valdeimos did his best to say subtle insults about her when he saw openings. He wanted to dissuade Valencino from his frequent visits because all he did for an entire hour was talk to him about her. To his dismay, no manipulations he tried succeeded in stopping him. Valencino either took his hurtful words as sarcasm or a joke.

“Hello, Valencino, it is nice see you.” He greeted in a polite tone, as his brother invited himself to sit in the chair across from him. “Are you here to talk about your girlfriend again? Do try to remember to breathe this time. You speak on and on about her without rest, it’s a wonder you don’t pass out from lack of air. Mother would be furious if she found out you wasted your breath on some commoner.” Then Valdeimos gave a fake laugh, “Kidding. You’ve described Miss Morgana to me so often that, even though I have yet to meet her, I can tell she is a wonderful person.” He lied as he took a sip of his water.

Valencino just smirked at him amused. “Well, then I am sure you will feel delighted by my news. I plan on proposing to her!” he announced, and Valdeimos got caught so off guard that he spit out the water he had been drinking in shock. Valencino grinned as he dodged the liquid with a shield spell, his experience as a protector aiding him in staying dry.

“Alright there, brother?” asked Valencino who tried his best not to laugh at his brother’s loss of composure, but Valdeimos did not care. Memories long forgotten had returned to him. An image of a dark haired girl flashed into his mind and he immediately felt a surge of bitterness in his heart.

“Oh…yes. I was just surprised. You have only known her for a short time, after all, and marriage is a big step. Are you sure even love her?” he asked with genuine concern for his brother. He immediately wished he could take back his question when he saw how offended Valencino looked. “Of course I love her!" his brother answered immediately, with slight anger, ready to defend his love for Morgana. Valdeimos knew from experience that if he did not pacify him, Valencino's talks about Morgana could continue for hours. “How could I not? I know you have never dated any one, so you don’t understand my feelings for her! I know she is from the lower class, but love should not discriminate and I don’t care about that. She is kind, beautiful, and-”

Valdeimos ignored the tirade. He had heard most of Valencino’s descriptions of his “beloved” girlfriend during previous visits. Instead he became lost to his own thoughts. Was Valencino in a right state of mind? Even with hearing endless speeches on how much he adored Morgana, Valdeimos did not understand. Why would his brother allow himself to even think about marrying a girl who was not a noble? The dark haired girl from his past came to the forefront of his mind once again, ready to haunt him. “Love should not discriminate” struck a chord with him and Valdeimos felt the bitterness in his heart return. Valencino was mistaken in his assumption that Valdeimos did not understand him. In fact, he knew for sure that he understood more than any of their siblings would.

“Enough! Okay, you love her. I’m happy for you,” he replied halfheartedly, not that Valencino noticed. Unless the dislike for her was blatant, like their parent’s opinions, it was like Valencino was oblivious to the idea that someone would not approve of the relationship. “How are you going to propose then?” he asked with some hesitance, expecting another long winded speech and a grand idea to woo the peasant girl.

To his surprise, Valencino seemed nervous and rubbed the back of his head with a sheepish grin. “Ah, I have no idea. I need advice, to be honest.” He admitted, a tad bashful.

Valdeimos frowned and looked at him with disbelief. “Moron, I’m not even married. Why not ask someone who went through this, like father or Valora?” he asked, feeling out of his element. Valdeimos felt bewildered over getting asked for love advice. His only relationship ended in disaster.

“Well, father and mother hate Morgana. And ask Valora, are you kidding?” he scoffed, “She proposed to Valentiano with a necklace made of claws from a bear she fought or something! And can you imagine asking advice from any of our brothers? You’re the only one I can depend on when it comes to her.”

Valdeimos conceded to his point. It was absurd and the biggest plot twist of his life, but he could see the wisdom in asking him for romantic advice out of all of their siblings. The only thing he could see Valentine married to was his job. Valroya would rather die than commit to marriage and asking Valtreks or Valhallen would go nowhere. Valencino most likely thought the rest of their brothers were too young to get any helpful advice from. Valdeimos at least cared enough to try to listen to Valencino and never once complained over his spontaneous visits to his work. Oh, if only Valencino knew the truth and how unsuited Valdeimos was for this. “I’m the worst person to ask romantic advice from.” He replied, serious in his tone.

Valencino sighed and looked dejected, but still hopeful at him. “You must have some idea though, right? Don’t a lot of people propose during dinner here, since this is such a high class restaurant? I know I need a ring but I just want to have the most perfect, romantic proposal for her! My beloved Morgana deserves nothing but the best.”

Valdeimos frowned. This conversation was bringing out his forgotten, painful memories. Every time his brother spoke about Morgana, Valdeimos could not help but think of the dark haired girl he tried to forget. Raava Rixore: the woman he fell in love with despite his better judgment. His pride and shame drove him to keep her a secret from everybody. Unlike Valencino, he could never bring himself to propose to her because she was low born and he knew his family would have disliked her just like how they currently dislike Morgana. The thought that his little brother disregarded Morgana’s social status and loved her so openly made him feel jealous. If he had let go of his pride maybe Valdeimos could have been in his place. The spiteful part of him wanted his brother to fail in his proposal; but, Valdeimos would never wish anything bad on his beloved family. So, he ignored his bitter feelings and let himself think of Raava for the first time in a decade. He thought of her smile, the feelings he had for her, the things she adored…what would she have wanted from him? How would he have asked her to marry him? What would have made her say yes? It brought him great despair to think about what could have been, but for his dear little brother, Valdeimos would try to think of a suggestion for him.

“What about…roses?” he finally suggested, thinking of the past. Raava’s favorite flowers had been roses. One day Valdeimos had managed to get a bouquet of roses grown in the royal garden from his cousin Bellerophon. Her happy expression when he showed her the roses had been the first time Valdeimos considered serious commitment to her. But thoughts of marriage terrified him and he immediately discarded any thoughts of it. If he had proposed to her, Valdeimos liked to think he would have given her a ring tied to a rose. It was a nice fantasy. “Most people like receiving flowers.” He explained, feeling the regret over remembering Raava. “And it worked for Bellerophon, too.”

He felt nothing over the fate of his cousin’s tragic love. But he saw Valencino wince at the thought of the prince’s comatose fiancée so neither made any more comment about him. “That is true.” Valencino agreed, and a thin smile formed on his lips. “I can present her with some flowers when I pick her up for our date, and…”

As Valencino began to think of scenarios Valdeimos let his thoughts roam once again. While he did care for his brother and mostly wanted him to succeed in his pursuit, it still was super annoying spending his breaks listening to him talk about Morgana. He glanced at the clock. He still had thirty minutes left to go and sighed. Valdeimos took a bite out of his lunch as he listened to Valencino speak, letting his brother distract him from thoughts of Raava.

He hoped he forgot about her quickly.

The End and the Beginning {Midorimacchi & Azalea}

OZ

Wizards on Wiz worship Oz as their god, but in actuality he had humble beginnings as an ordinary mortal. He is originally from another world where humanoid people who possessed special powers lived. The planet was dying, however, so a deity name Jubileus gave the strongest people the ability to survive and escape to a new world. Oz was one of the strongest of his kind and one of those chosen to receive a new power from Jubileus. They all received immortality but their other new powers all manifested differently and they all became the first of a new, different species; Oz became the alpha wizard. His body became completely made of magic so he no longer bleeds blood and he can shapeshift into any appearance of his choice. Unfortunately, not all of his friends were strong enough to handle the power of Jubileus. Refusing to abandon them to die on their doomed planet, Oz decided to turn them into immortal wizards like him so they could escape with them. When they arrived on earth, they became that world's first supernatural beings.

Like how he turned his friends into wizards, each alpha had the ability to turn humans into their species. After he adjusted to his new home Oz started giving humans magic, although because they were mostly strangers he did not know he could trust, he kept them mortal and a granted them significantly less magic than his friends from his homeworld.

Oz personally liked to be in charge and responsible of wizards; he views them as “his”, and loves them all dearly no matter what, though he does play favorites. He acted as their leader ever since the beginning and had a tendency to act controlling over the use of magic, and would personally eliminate wizards who were too harmful and dangerous with spells or corrupted with dark magic beyond hope of saving. But despite his strictness, he felt fiercely protective of wizards and started holding grudges against those who harmed wizards. Eventually he got tired of sharing earth with so many other species, especially those who envied or wanted the wizards’ magic for themselves, and started looking for a different planet to live on. He made a new home for wizards, an unnamed planet that held a large continent that could house all wizards in one city they later named Atlantis. He was the leader of the city and provided guidelines and teachings for wizards to follow. As time passed and tales of his power, him being the source of their magic, and his immortality, were told to the next generations so wizards began to view Oz as some sort of god. He never disputed that belief and let wizards assume what they wanted about him, actually feeling quite thrilled as being seen as a powerful god of magic.

When Faizera fell into despair and fled to earth after hurting Oz over and over again until he agreed to remove her immortality, the alpha wizard followed her and begged her to return to Atlantis with him. But she refused and Oz felt betrayed so he cursed her with infertility. He gave her an excuse that he did not want her to pass on her powerful magic to anyone born on earth, especially since 'witches' were hunted and often killed, but he really just felt angry and refused to even think about the possibility of her starting another family without him. He felt guilty a few days later and returned to earth to fix what he had done, but then he realized she purposely lost all of her memories. Heartbroken and in denial, he was tempted to restore her memories and take away the magic of whoever erased them, but had enough self control to stop himself from irrationally hating the wizard who helped her forget him. His feelings turned into resentment and he was petty enough to change his mind about removing the infertility curse. Oz felt disgusted with her for throwing away everything they had together, for hurting him, for choosing to forget their family and abandoning them, and for running away from him without giving him a chance to help her get through her depression. He watched her from a distance at first to make sure she was safe living alone on earth, and he had a small hope that he could rekindle their relationship. But his feelings turned bitter and his resentment transformed into outright hate. Oz checked up on her less and less until he stopped bothering to leave Atlantis, and just hearing her name would make him irritable for hours. He held the grudge against her for years until he felt the magic he had given to her all those years ago return to him. His entire body stilled and felt cold when he realized Faizera was probably dead. In the end it was Anghelios who retrieved Faizera's corpse from earth and Oz, lamenting that even with all of his magic he could not revive someone from the dead without turning them into some sort of monster, grieved as he buried her on Atlantis and loathed himself for letting this happen.

Not too long after her death, another tragedy struck Oz. His immortal wizard friends were disappearing one by one, causing him great distress and after losing Faizera there was no way he would allow them to be lost too. The alpha hunter lured him away from Atlantis and back to earth using his friends as bait. But Oz was too late to help them, they were sealed away into pocket dimensions inside moons, and he had fallen into a fatal trap. The alpha hunter sealed Oz into the star named Zoroastar, where he was isolated from other beings and his friends were the unwillingly seals that trapped him inside the star and bound his most of his magic.

After realizing he did not have a way to escape his prison or rescue his friends, Oz resigned himself to finding ways to pass time in his lonely prison. He started using his imagination to magically conjure up activities to occupy him and fake people to speak to just to keep himself sane, and he worried for his wizards and his sealed friends. But he eventually realized he still had a connection to Atlantis through his descendants, whom he could speak with telepathically or even possess if he tried hard enough. He focused on one descendant to connect with at a time because it consumed too much of his limited magic to change at a whim, which eventually caused the wizards on Atlantis to think the one he chose was some sort prophet from their god. Oz could speak to them and at first possessed the prophet all the time, until he realized the more he did that the longer he would have to sleep and recharge his magic. He decided to stop speaking directly too often and limited his contact, realizing he could only interfere with wizards if it was necessary. After that epiphany, there were only two times he directly involved himself with wizards: when he managed to use his power to shield wizards until his familiar Demostenes could transport a few hundred wizards away from Atlantis when the city was attacked by demons, which drained his power to the point he was left comatose for a few centuries; and years later when he woke up and convinced his prophet to save the enslaved wizards. After wizards gained their freedom and started living on Wiz, Fai built a church for Oz where wizards could pray to him. Oz felt happy over people's faith in him and that he was not forgotten and would not be left alone for eternity in a star.

Deciding to be take on a more supportive role and ensure wizards do not have to suffer such a tragedy again, Oz redirected his attention to an area of his magic that he neglected almost completely: divination. In the past he hated the idea of interfering with and manipulating time so he erected a barrier around the planet to stop any wizard from abusing their magic to change history, but this barrier did not remove his power to see different timelines of Wiz. Oz passed on warnings of the future to his prophet if the information was vital in some way. However, time apparently has ways of ensuring certain events happen, and even Oz has trouble manipulating the future because if he successfully prevents one event either it happens in a different way with different people or a worse scenario occurs.

When not gazing into the future Oz focuses on connecting to the hearts of wizards to hear their prayers, even if he does not always have enough spare power to help them from his prison. When he does Oz can create "miracles", and the closer the wizard is in proximity to the prophet, the easier it is for Oz to send a small portion of his magic to aid in answering a prayer. His main goal is to continue blessing newborn wizards with magic, and as long as at least one descendant is still alive, he can still grant magic.

Relationships

Lover: Faizera Ceres (formerly)
Children: Fairra Ceres, Faintasia Ceres

Friends: El(rival), Shea, Eris, Eva, Lyca, Níðhöggr, Zayn(formerly),
Faizera Ceres, Anghelios Apollos, Valeria Mancini, Pemdas Abernathy

Familiar: Demostenes the Owl

Betas: Anghelios Apollos, Faizera Ceres, Valeria Mancini, Pemdas Abernathy

Descendants:
Fai-Ceres line
Bel-Black line (beginning from Belizano Faize)
Maya Vega (Belvia)
Leon Cherie/Paravel Barrastian (Beleon)
Arius Mastema (Belarius)
Leeland Everlark
Amery Pahaliah/Yessico Leverett
Furei Justus (Belissiah)
Bell Tyyrell, Abell Tyyrell, Anabelle Parker, Jordon Parker/Ethan Smith

Welcome to the Dark Hour

++ CLEAFEN ++

Cleafen smiled as he layed down on Fleance's bed, watching him play video games. "Wow, you're pretty good at that game. Or does your opponent just suck?"he commented. "Are you good at fighting in reality, Lance?"

However, Cleafen abruptly vanished, and not two seconds later a robot Pikachu ran into Fleance's room with a computer mouse in it's mouth.

++ PIKACHU ++

"PIKA, PIKA PIKACHU!!!"

Pikachu burst into Momo's room out of nowhere, excited to be free to run around again. After being deactivated and cooped up in Shinji's room, he needed to catch up on Momo's daily torment.

The robot swatted the computer mouse out of Momo's hand. Then, in the blink of an eye, Pikachu swiftly ran out of Momo's room carrying his mouse in his mouth.

He then burst into Fleance's room the same way and dropped the controller next to him. "PIKA, PIKA PIKACHU!" At the end of his battle cry, Pikachu ran on top of the bed and...fell asleep. He was exhausted after saving his fellow electronic mouse from the likes of Momo.

++ SUNAKO ++

Sunako heard noise upstairs and walked up to Momo's room, taking a wild guess that he was most likely to blame. "Are you okay, Momo?"she asked.

++ SHINJI ++

"You're loud friend doesn't need to hear about the Dark Hour."he told Kimiko before snatching her phone and hanging up on whoever it was that squeeled. He invited himself inside her room and just walked in, sitting on her bed next to the photo album. It was easier on his ribs for him to sit down, but he didn't think it was necessary to explain this to Kimiko. Fortunately, he didn't notice that all of the pictures were of him.

"Jonathon won't let me fight shadows because of my injuries, so will you take Pikachu into battle for me until I've recovered?"he asked. Shinji didn't trust that Fleance guy, Pikachu always picked on Momo, Sunako stayed behind on the first floor, and Hikaru would probably have his hands full watching over Kenji. Shinji stood up from the bed and walked up to Kimiko, though he stopped just as he as about to exit the room.

"And...I never thanked you. I was still conscious when Jonathon arrived at the attack two weeks ago. You didn't leave me to die in the street."he thanked, a slight smile barely noticeable on his lips.

++ KENJI ++

Kenji, after watching so much anime on the Internet, couldn't help but think that Hikaru resembled a character Reborn! His red hair and bandages on his face just screamed Enma Kozato.

Anyways, Kenji was doing his homework in Hikaru's room while he waited for him to come back. "Lets see...If we were to add a piece of solid Cu to an aqueous solution of silver nitrate.....um..."he mummbled, just writing down 12 because its a pretty number.

U mad?

AKIZA & REIKO
“Uh…okay!” she replied, siding with Shou on his views of the duck. With luck, maybe they could scare the duck into behaving. Or even better, running away forever! Akiza ran out the room and headed towards the kitchen, only to bump into a person.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" she apologized, still flustered from the duck fiasco in Daisuke's room. She bowed then moved to hurry to the kitchen, only for the girl to place a hand on her shoulder.

"Wait!"cried the girl, who she remembered Daisuke introduced as Reiko earlier, and Akiza paused. Reiko looked concerned.

"We hear you yell, so I came to check on you. Are you ok?" she asked, and Akiza gave a hesitant nod.

"Yes...it's just, a duck flew into the window and it hates me and Shou. After it tried to bite him, we freaked out so Shou yelled for a knife and I just started running to the kitchen. I was hoping a knife could scare the duck away." she explained, feeling ridiculous the more she continued her story. It sounded so stupid.

"What? Someone could get hurt!" Reiko frowned, not liking the thought of somebody getting cut on accident. She did not want a poor, innocent animal harmed either. "Or that duck!"

Akiza could care less at this point if the duck became their dinner tonight, but she did not want to upset the teenager. "I could grab a butter knife, so it wouldn't be as dangerous."she mumbled, but Reiko looked like she did not believe her.

"Whatever! You get the pointless butterknife then, I'll go help that duck stay safe from Shou!" Reiko said with resolve. In her mind, she painted a picture of a vicious Shou torturing the poor animal. Why else would a duck attack? Every duck she came across were cute and swam in lakes! Completely harmless, peaceful, and gentle. The adults most likely overreacted and it definitely sounded like something Shou would do.

TAPIOCO
When the pain in his wing finally became unbearable, Tapioco took his anger out on the human who had been touching his wings. The human dared to try and harm the prince of Hell! He would not stand for this and he would keep this scum away from his servant too. He watched the humans fumble and panic as he moved to attack. Their frightful screams gave him great satisfaction. The female ran from the room like a coward but he could take care of her after he dealt with the long haired male first. Tapioco prepared to bite again; but, the arrival of another cursed human flooded his dull senses.

Caught off guard, he paused in his attack and got a glimpse of a confused looking girl. She looked like an ordinary human but she possessed the same aura as the cursed man he found earlier. The duck stared at her and wondered how he did not sense her sooner and chastised himself for missing something so important. Tapioco tapped into his limited dormant powers. The duck spread out his senses and felt surprised when his scan revealed yet another cursed human to be nearby. Three in total…yes, staying here would definitely be a top priority of his now.

Unfortunately, it seemed the humans were not completely pathetic as he thought. Behind the cursed girl the coward from earlier had returned, only this time, with a blade in her hand. He stared at the knife without fear. He watched the girl hand the weapon to the other vermin in the room and Tapioco flared his feathers on instinct.

So, the humans wanted to fight him? A foolish idea, but Tapioco respected good warriors, and felt thrilled at the thought of a battle. He would accept the challenge in a heartbeat and show the humans their place. Duck or not, stupid humans would not be a challenge for a demon of royal blood!

REIKO

Reiko entered the room and boy, was that an interesting sight. Daisuke held an angry looking duck in his arms, trying to keep it away from a disheveled looking Shou. She looked at the men like they were idiots. Daisuke began to plead for her help to protect Ducky from certain death. She rolled her eyes at how over dramatic her family acted. “A duck is the reason I heard screams from upstairs? It looks scared, no wonder Akiza said it tried to bite you!”

Akiza returned at that moment and from the corner of her eye, she her hand the knife to Shou.

“Don’t tell me you’re going to fight a duck with a butterknife.” She asked with disbelief, looking at Shou with a frown. The duck then stopped its rampage to stare at them and Reiko wondered if Akiza’s plan to scare it worked. She was wrong because a few seconds later, feathers all over the duck flared and it tried to spread its wings out like it was ready to fight. “Aw, the poor thing feels scared, I told you!” she voiced her concern, walking over to Daisuke without fear or hesitation. She smiled and gave a gentle pat on the duck’s head. It looked at her with caution, but to her delight, did not try to bite her or Daisuke.

“See, this duck is totally harmless!” she said, looking smug back at Akiza and Shou. She grinned and pet the duck again. "Whose a good duck? You are, you are! Such a cute ducky." she cooed, and the duck remained frozen, as if it did not know how to react to her. That just made it so much cuter!