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“………..” Seto let out a sigh, grabbing the key that had the number 8 on it; He was kind of upset to be sleeping in a room all alone. It sucked really. The raven head wasn’t the one to like isolation, even if he did enjoy some quiet times. Though when he stared around, his shoulders dropped at the sight of his band mates all dispersing to their own destinations. No, no! Stop! He wanted to be with them! Couldn’t they all just do one GIANT sleep over!? He was the one that just kind of stood to the side awkwardly, not really knowing what to do. Damned this Tsukimoto guy! Why couldn’t he assign them roommates!?

“Is there a problem, Mr.Kiyohira?” A rough voice asked from behind him, glancing back to spot their escort, “Oh, no…Excuse me” Seto gave him a little bow before quickly looking around. Damn! These guys were all fast in getting away. But his eyes spotted one of his victims, narrowing slightly—

“Kiyo!” Seto jogged up to him, catching up to his steps, “Hey—Kiyo, can I sleep with you?” The raven head asked, smiling a little bit. He would have asked Shou but Seto couldn’t spot him anywhere. He swore that guy was like a ghost. “I have…Fear of the dark phobia and the others refused. Purrtty please~ ♥? Just for this night?”

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KIYOSHI KITA
Keys in hand, and his hands tucked inside the pockets of his cargo pants, he began to whistle midway towards his room. Just as he was about to bring out the keys and isolate himself inside his room to maybe secretly play his game. It's been awhile since he last went on after all. Though sadly his console was with his luggage and he didn't keep it on hand. And judging by how they let them take any room number their luggage hasn't arrived yet. Seems like he'll have to find something else to do to kill time, maybe he'll take another nap.


Since he had been in thought he had not realized the figure running up to him. Unfortunately he was caught by a certain someone. Turning around he gave a crooked smile, and tried to not sound the least bit irritated. "...Again? You know you can't always sleep with me. You gotta learn how to deal with it and fight your fears."


With that said he petted Seto's hair for encouragement.



 
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Akihiro was not surprised to find out that there were no roommates, but considering what he overheard from Seto, he'd be able to find ways around it. Aki himself didn't feel persuaded to do so, but he bet that it'd happen some way or another, knowing the group. It would be his luck to get put with someone more often than not, as in reality he's too much of a pushover to deny that to any of his bandmates.


He took a key, spinning in on a finger once out of reflex, and began to head to his room, tiredly waving to his bandmates and rubbing his eyes, and not wanting to stand out in the dark for all too much longer. He was tired, after all. Hopefully, he could manage to escape into the anticipated comfort of his room and fall asleep quickly before one of the clingier, friendlier people in the group approached him.



 
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People split off fairly easily, all wanting some brand of solitude after their big show. Shou would've normally been one of those people, but he wasn't all that tired. After bidding a silent "goodnight" to those that left almost immediately, the blue head retrieved whatever key was destined to be his. Thanking Tsukimoto, he went on his way, reopening his book to finish the last few lines. The Erhu was such an interesting instrument, it really was - maybe his grandmother would like to hear a song on it? Ah, but first he'd have to sample it and its tone. So much went into picking an instrument that it was almost like a chore.


Either way, it was really fun. Shou nodded his head lightly, allowing a faint smile to dance along his lips as a classic Korean folk song came to mind. In mere moments, it escaped him as only a soft hum, not disturbing those that may be around nor drawing attention to himself as he made his way (downtown).



While he was walking, a familiar presence seemed to occupy the space beside him. Frankly, it was usual occurrence; one that made his chest ache yet his heart lighter all at once. If he just took a moment to pretend, Shou would see the outline of a beautiful, light blonde haired woman humming beside him, putting one foot in front of the other as if she were trying to stick to a singular line. She enjoyed the song that he hummed - she enjoyed it even more when he sang it - mostly because it was a song from
her childhood, which she lovingly passed down to her only child.


The energy of this presence reminded Shou to send a letter or call to his grandma. His grandmother had grown quite sickly over the time that he had been away, and it sort of sucked that he couldn't visit her so easily. However, work was work and he enjoyed what he did.



Unlocking the door to his room and stepping inside, a thought crossed his mind; maybe Ayane would let him leave for his birthday.



 
Lui took the key to his room a bit shyly and left to his room . He walked in and looked around as he set his bag down nibbling on his last chocolate cookie . The room wasn't bad, he liked it . He flopped onto his bed after he closed the door behind him . He yawned and stretched hugging the pillow and buried his face into it . He sat up and pulled out a large white t-shirt and some light grey pajama pants . He quickly changed and snuggled into bed opening up his DS . He hated the game as much as he did when he was in the trailer but this was going to to save his boring all nighter . He rubbed his eye and began to play, as the time passed by he was on his 4th gym leader, it didn't tak too long .
 



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As Nishi was heading to his room, he couldn't help but feel at peace. Just being able to be alone and collect your thoughts was amazing. He couldn't stop thinking what it'll be like when he sees his family again, sure his parents didn't want him to become part of a band originally but they sure as hell would be proud of his accomplishments. And of course his little brother would be proud as well, those two were best friends as well as brothers. Most siblings fought and argued but they had always gotten along and Nishi's brother was probably the most important thing in his life.


Pulling the key from out his pocket, he checked the tag to make sure this was the correct room - and it was, Nishi was never wrong after all. Unlocking the door he walked in and let out a sigh of relief when he saw a big, comfortable bed. Nishi flopped onto it and let out a groan; this was what he had been waiting for all day.
 



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Shi clung tightly onto Seto as the boy walked, face still buried in his shoulder as they arrived, still glaring at the man leading them, he had no thoughts on the matter of roommates or no roommates, and was un-fazed as the man said they would be sleeping separately, he was about to reach out and grab a key for himself before Seto suddenly ran down the hall, Shi still on his back with a blank expression, blinking a few times as he sat there, "Hey! I know I'm light and all Seto-Chan but don't forget that I'm here!?~" he called out, hitting Seto's head twice before falling off the boys back after letting go of his grip to do said 'head-hitting'.





He stood up and dusted himself off, once again the hair and panda-hat seeming to somehow stay in place throughout the experience, he then smiled happily and jumped up and down, "Oh well!~ Not like I'll be needing a key anyway~" he said, beginning to walk off down the hall, "Night Seto-Chan!~ Night Shoe~" he called out, poking his tongue out playfully, his high-pitched voice seeming to carry utter innocence, "...Sweet dreams~..." he mumbled under his breath once a bit further off, the voice considerably lower, as he turned a corner the side of his face was revealed, and it was an understatement to say it wasn't as cheerful as what was seen only a few seconds ago, wide-eyed and smirking in an almost terrifying manner, laughing to himself. It wouldn't be the first time Shi would've been spotting showing behaviour like this, but to catch it previously took a lot of effort and observation this one was oddly-... 'easy' to spot.


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KIYOSHI KITA
Sighing inwardly as he ruffled the other's hair, he couldn't help but continue to do so as Seto's hair felt really soft, almost soothing. It had a healing factor to it like what you would feel when squeezing stress balls, or petting animals, like a cat. Continuing to pet the boy with know restraints he didn't know when he should stop until he finally heard a voice saying, "Seto-chan~"


His hand frozen in place his smile twitched as he saw a figure with a panda hat walking off down the hall. Since when and where the heck did he appear?! He thought shocked, Shi had surprised him. The boy was probably also the one he had interacted with the least so far. Along with the fact that this kids liveliness was too much for him to handle, he had also felt a strange uneasiness being with him. Why? He didn't know. It was just his intuition or rather, instinct, telling him something's off about the kid.


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Sorry, Lui,” said Masa, ruffling the younger idol's hair, “it's scientifically proven that it's better to sleep alone anyway, did you know?


To tell the truth, Masa had no idea if the quality of sleep was that much increased; what he knew was that his quality of life would have decreased yet once again if he had to share room with anyone. He didn't mind either of them, but he just wanted to be... alone. At peace. In a room quiet and half-lit where he could stop pretending he was a happy, shining idol and become himself again. And a shower. He couldn't forget the shower. He needed a long, delicious shower that he wouldn't need to hurry out of because someone else needed it.


With another nod and a “Thank you, Mister Tsukimoto.”, he grabbed key number seven, leaving the mouse to his fate.


Alright, good night everyone! See you tomorrow.” He waved at them, although some had already left to their rooms, but he didn't have it in him to remind them of basic politeness. They were all kids, he was the oldest, he had to lead by way of example – or so he reminded himself before walking up to his room.


The door opened with a click and, once again, Masa was amazed at the luxurious bed, the polished flooring, the high walls and the sheer spaciousness of it. He closed the door behind him, locking it by reflex – and maybe an unconscious desire of not being disturbed. He was pretty sure that the staff members had masterkeys anyway. They were given them the illusion of control and freedom; but the bear knew that those were just golden cages.


Well, that wasn't too happy a thought, was it?


Yawning and stretching, the dancer made his way to the bathroom attached to the bedroom, where he took his clothes and stepped under hot water with a sigh of relief and satisfaction.
 



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"...Again? You know you can't always sleep with me. You gotta learn how to deal with it and fight your fears."

“…..” If Seto had ears, they would had fallen in disappointment. Damn, his excuse didn’t work—Fine, he’ll go bother somebody else. Though his face didn’t really show how bothered he was with Kiyo’s response. Seto’s eyes just slightly half lidded, staring blankly at the other, “I see…”

"Hey! I know I'm light and all Seto-Chan but don't forget that I'm here!?~" Now that, did made the young man slightly flinch in startle. Oh, right! he forgot about him. Ooops. With a little smile, he let the boy slip out of his grip, waving at him when he told them goodnight. Honestly, it was enough Shi for one night. He would write about his adventures with the boy later.

Turning back to the certain other who still stood infront of him, Seto gave him a little nod, about to also turn and say his farewells when he noticed that Kiyo’s hand…was still on his head, softly caressing his black locks of hair. “…..?” This kind of…shocked the raven head, because it was something new coming from the most reserved individual in the band—At least in his opinion. For anybody who passed, the sight was a little awkward: the two standing there silently as Kiyo’s fingers moved through his hair. but Seto was watching him with attentive eyes, shifting on his features. And then, it suddenly stopped, Kiyo’s eyes strayed up to look past him, probably at the pink head who was walking down the hall.

It was then, that the little moment broke, and Seto took a step back, trying to hide the little dust of pink that had formed on his cheeks. Jeez… “Anyways, good night Kiyo” He said, giving him a salute, “I’ll try to be brave tonight, but if it doesn’t go well, you have to let me sleep over~”

He didn’t keep the blond any longer; Seto looked down at his key, to see the number again, and went up the stairs to go find it. Oh, and just a little fun fact, 8 was his favorite number. And why? You may ask? because it’s symmetrical, an even number and it is said that people who are attracted to the number, were said to dream big, and have the practical nature to make them a reality.


The room was just how he expected it: luxurious, fancy, beautiful... But in his eyes, it was plain, boring and empty. His bags were already at the door so he dragged them inside and left them by the bathroom. Seto just really wanted to write in his book. The young man walked up to a small desk that was at the end of the room and snatched up a pen from the drawers. Now lets see…Where could he start…


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Peace found him in the calm of the room; there was no drone of the road, roar of a crowd, no banter between individuals he could almost call strangers without feeling a thing... Solitude was something he couldn't help but enjoy, sparing a glance at the bags already set for him and contemplating what he should do next. Without much need for excessive thought, he strolled over to the bag and drew out a plain colored, baggy short sleeved shirt with a pair of red plaid pants to match. They were comfy pants - he liked to sit in comfort, so sue him - and something familiar he liked to own. Tucking the articles under his arm, Shou's next destination was the bathroom. While Masa - unbeknownst to the pastel haired individual - chose the soothing clean a shower brought, the male decided to utilize the bathtub.


Warm water and a few fancy bubbles were all it took before Shou clambered in, sitting with his back against the wall. High temperatures weren't exactly the greatest thing to simmer in, but for that night it was totally necessary. All tension melted away and the musician was finding sleep to be a nuisance necessary to fend off as it tugged at his eyelids.



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Ah, but what was a few moments of rest, right? His eyes lulled shut and his body sunk further into the warm water and mask of steam. There was really no telling how long he stayed like this, hidden away in his own little world before the heat started getting to him. Blue eyes opening, he found that the water was a little too close to eye level, water having covered the lower half of his face. It was a nice sensation for a while - don't get me wrong - but it was a little too much by that point in the night, the new flush of his cheeks just annoying him more than anything.



Shou finally found it in himself to drain the tub and start a short, cool shower. The heat left soon enough, the male now squeaky clean and good to go.



He spent a little long in the bathroom but it didn't matter much, dressing in his comfy clothes and rubbing his hair dry with a towel. A few steps took him to the fridge where he got a water bottle, and a few strides took him out the balcony door. The air greeted him kindly, almost encouraging him to just sit out there and waste away. It really was tempting, too. In the end, however, Shou simply settled for leaning against the rail, crossing his back leg and sipping from the bottle, allowing himself the time of silence to take in everything he saw in that calming darkness.


 



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The night had been kind of stressful for Seto—considering the fact that he couldn’t go anywhere! You know how many times he tried sneaking out? But this place was 24/7 camped by guards and they would tell him to go back to his room every time they saw him. It sucked, so obviously, he spent the night stirring in bed not being able to sleep. His little made up lie that he told Kiyo before bed was, in some part, the truth… He hated sleeping alone. He had gotten used to sleeping with people passing by and checking up on him at the hospital, so now, it was just hard. And, in a sense, Kiyo’s statement was true…Seto did need to eventually get over it. It was such a bad habit…



But either way, after a long, long time, the raven head managed to fall asleep, diary over his chest; He always liked keeping the book near him. Seto had written like, half of his life in there! so no way was he going to let it out of his sight.



Though his light sleep was interrupted by a knock at the door, some hours later. He woke up almost immediately, pushing his sheets aside after bolting up from the bed—
“Good morning, sorry to bother you. You agent wants you down at the dining room in an hour.” And this man was not the only one to go knocking on doors. Every member of Gate 8 was visited by a guard, telling them the same thing. Seto nodded and the man gave him a slight bow before leaving.


Guess it was time to get ready…



So, he got into the shower and dressed up, putting on a black jacket with a purple scarf around his neck—Since he felt a little cold. But then again, Seto was always cold.





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The young man left his room after 45 minutes, red book in hand and ready to start his day. As soon as he stepped out the room, he noticed a man standing down the hall. He turned, and gave Seto a little smile, “If you are ready to go, you can follow me, Mr. Kiyohira”



Morning



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Nishi had slept like a log last night, somebody could have shot a gun in his room and he would probably still have been asleep. As soon as he got out the shower he heard a knock at his door, "Yes who is it?" He asked. "Good morning, your agent wants to see you in the dining room in a bit." The guard replied. "Alright, thank you." Nishi said as he turned on his blow dryer.


After about 5 minutes being spent on his hair, he finally began selecting his clothing. This was usually a white t-shirt and jeans - nothing fancy. Nishi pulled the t-shirt over his head as he went back to the bathroom to give his hair one last brush before he set off.


That last brush turned into him admiring himself in the mirror for about 5 minutes. "Looking good Nishi." He grinned as he struck a few poses. "Oh right, I need to get going." He reminded himself as he struck one last pose. Picking up his phone off the bed he headed out the room and looked up and down the hallway to see if anybody else had gotten up yet. Seeing nobody had, he put his headphones in and began heading to where he thought the dining room would be.
 



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Shi, unlike the others thus far, did not reply as the guard knocked on his door, the man getting no response and simply shrugging before walking off, sure, this could've been the mischievous child being stubborn or too lazy to reply but no, the truth was the boy hadn't entered the room at all last night, he hadn't even collected his key after Seto ran off before he had a chance to, not that he minded, after all~… he'd enjoyed his little 'walk' around the complex, he'd spotted Seto attempting to escape more than once but avoided the same fate for himself, how he did so well-… That was something that sounded rather 'weird' when put into words… Lets just say it had something to do with air vents and lollipop sticks.


The pink haired boy was waiting outside the dining room, at least what one could assume as waiting… maybe even hope for it. The child was upside-down against a wall, once again the panda-hat and hair staying perfectly in place, his revealed eye wide open and wide-smirk on his face, not unlike the one that had been shown as he turned the corner last night but was- snoring?… He has the same clothes as always, it was a mystery as to wether or not Shi actually changed his clothes or just had a lot of the same outfit. So much so had he worn it that it was pretty difficult to try and think of him in different clothes, although the idea of dresses did easily come to mind upon certain occasions with his looks, as stated on their Wiki page, which has somehow already arisen with a few performances, but with the big company and good looks- plus, those things appear for just about anything within a matter of minutes in existence.










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Iwata Shou


A cold wake up was far from welcomed - that's just what Shou got around five in the morning. He wasn't an early bird - yay jokes - but sometimes it couldn't be helped. Raising from his unfortunately brief sleep, a cold floor pierced like daggers through his toes and legs, causing him to shiver in mild distress. It wasn't that he had anything against the cold, it was just that he didn't like it first thing in the morning; too bad he forgot to put on socks before going to bed. Deciding that it was no use going back to sleep, the bluette instead chose to get dressed for chilly weather after a hot shower briefer than the night before. In the hours that would proceed to follow, he occupied himself with more reading and music, trying to identify every instrument in each orchestral piece that siphoned through his experienced ears.


Even that got old after a while. After a simple glance at the clock on the wall, Shou laced on his shoes and grabbed a scarf from his bag; a walk was in order it seemed, serving to be something to elevate everything that weighed down on him.


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The musician couldn't have chosen a more perfect moment to open his door, greatly startling the man on the other side with his hand raised for a knock. A yelp of surprise left the guest, stumbling back in spite of himself. Shou couldn't blame the poor guy, seeing as how he was nothing more than a ghost.






"A-ah..! Good morning, sorry to bother you. Your agent wants you down in the dining room in one hour."


In response, Shou shook his head, walking past the man with nothing more than a series of phantom-like steps. "I'll go now," he stated, that literally being the first thing he had said since Gate 8 left the stage last night, "Thank you." Dismissing everything else, like a shadow he slipped away down the hall until finally ending up at the dining hall. He was the first one there - save, probably, for Ayane herself - and seated himself without much of a break to his tempo. As time would pass, people showed up, the male giving nods of greeting and small words of "good morning".


Chances were it went unnoticed by most, if not all of them.






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Akihiro greeted sleep almost immediately after her entered his room, thankfully unaccompanied and unbothered. He slept like a rock for the whole night, and to be honest, he hoped that it would stay that way. He loved sleep more than most things, even if he didn't acknowledge it too much. He was pulled out of his comfortable slumber by a knock on his door, and the harsh bright light coming from his window, since he forgot to close the curtains before he passed out onto his bed.


He answered the door in his pajamas, and the messy state he was in startled the guard who had apparently knocked. Apparently he was expected to be up already. What nonsense. How could anyone expect Aki to get up at such an early hour. He glanced at the clock in his room. Well, maybe not such an early hour.



"A-Ah... Your agent has requested that you be in the dining room within an hour. I'll leave you to get ready." The guard said, almost eager to get away from the disheveled Akihiro, probably to give him privacy. With that, Aki closed the door, and began to get ready. He took a quick shower, blowdried his hair, and put on a black sweatshirt and jeans. He didn't really feel the need to dress fancy right now. He was too tired to do so anyway. After that, he made his way down to the dining room, rubbing his eyes under his glasses and muttering about how bright it was.



 
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Still unable to shake out the uneasiness he felt awhile ago his eyebrows scrunched up as he frowned, staring at the pink head who had already disappeared from his sight. It was only when he heard, "Anyways, good night Kiyo." That he remembered just remembered that Seto was here. With a hand, he massaged his temple trying to relax his face and said. "Ah, yeah, night Seto."


Returning the salute, he was about to go to his room before he heard the other's last remark. Trying to follow up with his own remark he turned back towards Seto, but it seems the guy had already went off. Seeing this he could do nothing else but go to his room. It was too bothersome to go to the other's room, just thinking about checking every room for that guy's already gave him a headache. Shrugging it off he finally unlocked the door and went into his room muttering. "Hopefully he doesn't come in the middle of the night."


His first thought when he saw the room, disgust. To his eyes it looked gaudy, and practically too bright for his tastes. He was a boy who liked the color black. The amount of light in the room had caused his eyes to twitch. Don't tell me all the rooms are like this? He thought helplessly. ...One day Kiyo, deal with it for one day. He tried to soothe himself as he hoped a hot shower will make him feel better. Coming out with only boxers on, and wet hair, he decided to kill some of his time by watching some TV, and went to sleep an hour or two later. With a blanket covering his whole body he was still in deep sleep when a knock came to his door. However he still did not move. Eventually the man had to use the master key to get in to wake Kiyo up. "Excuse me Kita-san I came to tell you that your agent wants you in the dining room in an hour." The worker said while nudging him to wake him up.


Due to the interference Kiyo managed to wake up. Slapping the worker's hand away and shooting a glare he angrily said. "I got it already! Can't you just leave now?!" He wasn't exactly a morning person, and was quite cranky when anyone wakes him up. He didn't even bother to sprinkle his words. Driving the worker away he didn't bother to get ready. He still had an hour anyway.


When he felt like getting up half an hour later he lazily got up towards the bathroom sink to splash water on his face to wake up. Soon he took his time brushing his teeth. He also wasn't in a hurry to dress, the cold didn't bother him. He's experienced colder. Picking a random black t-shirt, and nothing else, he left the room. He didn't care about walking around in his boxers, on first look they look like shorts. Walking around randomly. Now, where the **** is the dining room.


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Miss Ayane, who was already up and running, had arranged a nice breakfast for the boys. It was always nice to sugar coat business! Her boys were coming in soon—Just when she turned to look at the time, her eyes fell on blue hair entering the dining room. “Good morning” He said and went to sit down at the table. It was very soft though, and the man she had been talking to didn’t even notice the young man until Ayane’s lips grew a bright smile, “Good morning, Shou! Good to see you” She chuckled teasingly. Her grip tightened around the folder she had in her hands, feeling excited about the new mission. Seeing the boys in action was great. Made her feel 20 years younger, like that little girl that used to fangirl over the power rangers.

It wasn’t long until the others joined them. The guards that saw them wondering about guided them to the dining room, so thankfully, nobody got terribly lost. “Take a seat everybody~ Hope you all rested well” She then joined them and sat down at the end of the table, on the seat that faced them all. “Now that you are all here, I would like to explain the next mission” Dry, simple and right to the point. The waiters were already serving them water and orange juice, almost like ghosts that moved about as the woman talked.


Ayane opened the folder and, right on cue, some waiters slipped a piece of paper in front of each band member with the same information and picture that she was looking at.








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“We currently call him “Obsidian” because of his incredible crystal-like body. His human form was recently spotted near Tsukihama city, so we are sending you all down to get rid of him. People have reported this strange, violent man whose fist turns black and starts punching things without warning. He is a threat to people so, he must be eliminated.” Her fingers laced over the paper, letting the boys look over the information and pictures that were given to them. Meanwhile, the waiters slid a plate of sausage, eggs, bagels, bacon, and butter on the table, so they could start grabbing food if they desired.




 
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He often liked to believe that he was a good judge of character; seated and listening diligently whilst sipping a glass of juice, it wasn't until he saw the images slipped in front of him that the usually stoic expression shifted. This...Obsidian character... Even in just an image, he held an energy of power - he wasn't something to be easily quarreled with. Though Shou got this vibe, he wondered if the others did and if they would behave accordingly towards it. He could only hope, right? Shou's facial expression quickly returned to its normal state - hopefully - before it was noticed, blue eyes scanning the words that littered the page set before him. He took it upon himself to remember the information well, a frown curving into his lips at a sentence here and there.


Part of him wondered if Obsidians actions were on purpose, or if something possessed him to behave in such a way. Maybe he was a contaminated human, or maybe a life form that wanted peace but its natural coding wanted otherwise... Only recently did the bluet learn that nearly everything could apply to this world, and that nothing really was as it seemed. It was weird to think about; he still had yet to fully accept it. His attention lifted, focusing on the other band mates for their reactions toward the situation and information presented.






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Nishi picked up a bagel and a bite out of it as his eyes focused onto the paper in front of him. Obsidian.. Even his human form was menacing, but the crystal like body just gave off a bad vibe; but Nishi couldn't lay a finger on it.


All of a sudden, Nishi let out a loud cough his eyes widened, "H-hold up, you don't want
me to fight this creature? You can't allow me to go out there and get this pretty face hurt Miss Ayane!" The boy stammered, his lip began quivering.


Well, this reaction surely wasn't unusual. Nishi's looks were the thing most precious to him, yes, not even people close to him were ahead of his looks. Arrogant indeed - but Nishi never took notice of this and just thought he took pride in his looks. The boy's head lowered down onto the table, "Why did I sign up to this.." He muttered as his leg started to shake.
 




Shi, who had been welcomed by an abrupt awakening from one of the guards sleepily sat at the table like a small child who didn't get their nap, however, this changed as the piece of paper was placed in front of them, he didn't look at it though, instead glancing around at his bandmates quickly, noticing Shou's look and smirking, before falling out of his chair laughing at Nishi, "Does the prince not wanna get his hair messed up?~" he teased, sitting back up at the table after a few moments.





He briefly glanced down at the figure before slowly raising one hand, curling his fingers into that of a gesture of a gun, his eyes wide and smirk covering his face, the boy who'd previously kept these moments hidden had seemed to be exposing them rather noticeably all of a sudden, one could only suspect he had his own reasons, the aura of bloodlust surrounding him and leaking out of him like spilling ink… "Bang." he said suddenly, the sound cutting through the air like a knife through butter the words filled the room almost before seeming to vanish without a trace, "Finally~… Someone worth fighting this is gonna be so much fun!~" he then mumbled, licking his lips before going back to smiling cheerfully in an innocent manner, it was impossible to tell which one was the act… And which the reality.





Shi's style of fighting was defiantly the most 'chaotic' out of all the boys, he always seemed to have his own strategy as if totally seperate from the others in battle, not to mention there was a creepy sense of him-… 'wanting' to kill, and that nothing would stop him, in fact-… he always went the most direct route, even if that could mean getting seriously hurt-… or worse.






 
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Status
Mood: Irritable


Location: Sitting in the dining area








Aki eventually found the dining room, with the help of a few guards, but he found it anyway. He was greeted by his bandmates and Miss Ayane, and most of them were way too cheery for Akihiro. He was still very tired, and his mood reflected it. So, with what some could call a scowl on his face, he sat down, not exactly ready to make conversation just yet. He stopped himself from letting out the sarcastic words that came to his mind when Miss Ayane mentioned sleep, limiting it down to merely some irritated mumbling.


Miss Ayane kept talking, and the waiters began to move. To be honest, he found them a little creepy, but he didn't really know why. He brushed it off, thinking he was paranoid or something. He didn't move to begin his drink, looking at the paper placed in front of him first. To be honest, the whole fighting crime deal he got tricked into wasn't exactly something that he was looking forward to. He could only blame himself for that, since he was the one that skipped over most of his contract.



That didn't mean that Aki was intimidated. There were 7 of them, and only one of this Obsidian guy, right? If the guy wasn't ridiculously powerful, he thought that they shouldn't have all too many problems. However, he didn't say this out loud, not wanting to jinx the fight. If he said it, he would be sure that they'd probably all die horribly in the fight since they would underestimate him. That was his luck.



"Nishi, I'm pretty sure you'll have much more to worry about if you're in danger. If anything, you should worry about all our faces, not just yours. We're all idols, remember? We all depend on our relative good looks." He said, responding to the whining coming from across the table, propping his head up in his hands.



 
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Thankfully after going the wrong way for five minutes a guard figured out something was wrong and told him directions to the dining room. With only saying the smallest greeting of "Morning" to whoever. As they were given a piece of paper he simply opened it with one hand, taking a cup of water in his other, there was nothing else better to do anyways. Not listening to the conversation, he only focused on the plate in front of him. Geh. He looks like a pain. Was what he thought. And that was it.


Crumpling the picture, he threw it behind him as if it wasn't important. Taking a sip of water, he set the cup back on the table as the waiters finally gave him what he had been waiting for. Stabbing a piece of bacon with a fork, he began to eat his breakfast without a care in the world.


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“……..” Seto was completely silent as he stared at the pictures, munching on a muffin that he had snatched up from the basket. Fighting didn’t really worry him much—With their powers and all, they were almost indestructible. Well…to an extent. But they were powerful! And Seto was confident in Cat... his other persona, to put it that way.


The young man blinked up when he heard Nishi complain about his face, and then Aki commenting about that silly statement. If danger were to cross their path, his face was the thing he was least worried about…Though Aki was right, they WERE idols. They had to be careful when out on their missions. His eyes then briefly traveled to Shi, but strayed back to Miss Ayane when he heard the woman chuckle.
“Alright, alright, settle down boys” She started, taking a sip of her coffee. Her brown eyes fell on the worried blonde, “Nishi, I can assure you that with the power that you possess, and with the help of your bandmates, none of you will come out of this injured.” The woman reassured, flipping through some papers in the folder she had been carrying, “Now, this mission is taking place in an hour. So finish up your breakfast, go do whatever you have to do, and then we will meet on the roof of the base. A helicopter will be waiting for you. Oh and dont forget your rings! You'll need them, of course~”


Seto nodded at her words; My, how exciting! Cat is going to be super happy to be able to come out and play again~ Just thinking about it made a little grin widen on his lips, though was covered by the mug he brought close to his lips. The young man then lowered it after drinking some of the coffee, and looked around the table with a smile,
“How did you all sleep?” His soft, yet raspy voice spoke to the rest of the young man around the table, eyes half lidded. You could tell the mare presence of his comrades made the raven head feel quite comfortable.







 
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Shi smirked, standing slowly from his spot at the table, hands in pockets as he walked around it, as he stood behind Seto, leaning over the Raven-heads shoulder he smirked innocently, looking in Miss Ayane's direction, his revealed eye closed as he giggled a bit, "If we did~…. 'somehow'…. get hurt during this experience~…." he asked slowly, his hand rummaging around in his pocket until pulling out a swiss army knife and flipping the blade function open, still giggling, "What would?~…." he continued, his eye opening and smirk turning slightly creepy as he placed the sharp side of the blade against Seto's neck, only millimetres from the skin, "…. Happen?~…." he inquired, his other hand was on Seto's chin, pulling his head up a little at a small angle as to further expose the neck and blade's position to the others.


Quickly however he stood back up, pulling the blade away and shrugging with and innocent laugh,
"Just, ya' know~ curious!~" he continued as if what he'd just done was completely normal, the next, possibly more shocking movement being lifting his hand up and examining his hand, specifically the finger with the ring before placing the blade gently, not injuring himself, against each finger on from it until reaching the thumb and cutting a line down it slowly, blood dripping from the cut and down his hand as he sighed, "Cus' you see~ Pain really isn't much of an issue to me, but I don't reckon these guys will last many more missions if their looks is one of the most important things in their mind!~" he teased, licking the blood up slowly and flipping the blade away, placing the tool back in his pocket as he walked toward miss Ayane, hands in pockets once more as he bent down towards her, smirk still on face, "Don't cha' think so too'?~" he asked, laughing still, smirk stretched across face.






 
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