Kihihihihi! I'm back babes! I got my college stuff together so I'm basically kicking back until graduation! Unfortunately, I also made it into sectionals in track so my coach is wanting more time dedicated to practice. More practice usually means more impromptu sleeping.

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orangepumpkins: Maybe~ You'll just have to find out what's true and what's not.

Nacht Schleier: Hm…I haven't tried that. But I DO know I'm on sugar! Sweet, sweet sugar….

~~~~All Hail Eccentricity~~~~

Yoshiya blew a raspberry to the air as he exited Krauss's office. His employer poked his head out to finish his scolding, "Honestly, Kanon, I understand that you're still a developing young man but this behavior simply cannot continue."

"It wasn't that bad. Eva wasn't bitching about it," the teenager attempted to argue. The man rubbed his temples, "That's because the swelling from her allergic reaction blocked her vocal cords."

"And you're complaining?" he pressed. Krauss coughed. It was true that any break from Eva's mouth was a gift but he didn't need to tell Kanon that. The man responded, "Kanon-kun, you need a good influence in your life. A role model and I can tell you that I know just the-" Krauss adjusted his jacket, smiling as he spoke. Of course he was referring to himself but when he looked back to the teen he was nowhere to be found, "where did he go?"

Yoshiya long since fled the scene, still getting lost around the mansion. However, he still heard Krauss's warning to find a role model. At first Yoshiya scoffed at the thought. Originally-when he was his old boring self-Genji was his model. He was exemplification of furniture (pft, furniture), loyal and hard-working. But now that he was different…and he had seen the dark side of his idol. The more…elusive, sugar daddy, suave-talking, playboy side of Genji scared him.

So…he no longer had a role model. The teen thought aloud, "But it's not like a new person to idolize is just gonna come flying through the door."

Suddenly there was a crash and a bang as the door on the left splintered into thousands of pieces as a huge emerald-eyed beast was flung through the hall and door across from the left. From the room on the left emerged a blur of purple and black. It flew into the room the beast landed while crying, "Get back here! I'm not done skinning you, you damn cat!"

His eyes widened in shock, What the hell was that? Rather than running away, Yoshiya scurried closer. His eyes peered into the unlit room. Inside he could only make out streaks of black and white slashing at the emerald spheres of the abomination. There were howls from the wounded before it fell into silence. When all was said and done, golden orbs stared at him, "Ah, it got out of hand, again."

Not understanding the stranger, Yoshiya thought, added to the coolness that he witnessed. Meanwhile, the young man thought of how he was going to explain his presence to the witness. Before the unknown intruder could open his mouth, Yoshiya spoke, "You're…so…awesome!"

"Ex…cuse me…?" the person said, completely confused before he winced, grasping his side, "Shimatta (Dammit)…"

Yoshiya rushed forward to help the guy from falling. He thought to worry about the wound the stranger sustained but a the same time he thought, He's so cool!

~~~~All Hail Eccentricity~~~~

(Yoshiya's Room)

"So, he's gonna alright, right?" Yoshiya asked Nanjo as he bandaged the wound of the now unconscious guy. The doctor wiped the sweat from his brow as he finished, "Just what were you two doing, Kanon-kun? Playing with knives?"

"Uh…rough housed in the wrong place?" he answered, surprised even by his own words. Nanjo raised a brow. Kanon rough housing? The only roughness that the doctor knew the teen was capable was lifting things for gardening. Strange it seemed, but then again, so were Kanon's clothes. Closing his medical bag, the doctor sighed, "O…kay then but Kanon-kun, who is this? I've never met him before."

Kanon didn't know how to respond. He stammered, "Uh…well…He's…He's…"

"I'm his friend," the voice came from the bed. Now Nanjo was really suspicious. Kanon had friends? As much as the doctor would hate to admit, he doubted Kanon's ability to gain friends. He was always standoffish with his peers and unable to talk to them properly.

But then again, this Kanon was different from his normal personality. The teen then continued, "Ano…yeah, that's right. I…I uh invited him to Rokkenjima before the conference! Yeah, that's it…"

"You know that isn't allowed without the permission of Natsuhi-san and Krauss-san," the doctor scolded. The stranger responded, "Kanon here was telling me that but I didn't listen and snuck on over here. Gomen (sorry)."

Nanjo massaged his temples, "I suppose it can't be helped…Just don't push too hard…"

"Willard," the person responded, "but please call me Will."

~~~~All Hail Eccentricity~~~~

dun dun dun! It's the appearance of Will! But wait, why's he younger? And what's he gonna do now that he's on Rokkenjima with Kanon?