Kaito peeks out at the house next to him, noticing a dim light through the gap the curtains to the living room provide. A few days ago moving trucks went back and forth and while he didn't see anyone enter or leave the house in the past few days (what with having spend most his time at school, hanging out with Aoko and planning heists), he figures that now is a good time to finally go and introduce himself to the new neighbors. After all, Kaito wouldn't be Kaito if he didn't welcome the new additions to the never quiet neighborhood himself, now would he?

Decision made and grin firm on his face, Kaito bounces to the hall and slips into his school, figuring that he looks decent enough in a pair of casual jeans and the black top with a random band name splashed over it (wait, is that a stain on his pant leg? Oh well, he doubts anyone will notice) before slipping into a pair of ratty sneakers and practically skipping to the door of the house next to his.

Taking a deep breath he rings the door, wondering what kind of people have moved into the house this time. The last couple that lived here had been old with a grandson who always dropped by his place whenever he was around, begging his 'Kaito-nii' to show him more magic. He'd liked the little runt, really. And the couple had never said anything about the strange explosions that came from his side or the miraculously flying mops that tended to happen sometimes when Aoko dropped by. He can only hope that the new people will be just as accepting of the noisiness that tends to come from his houses direction.

Straining his ears, he can hear socked feet padding over the floor, nearing the door as the hall light flickers on. Mustering his best and (hopefully) most disarming grin, Kaito watches as the door opens. In the doorway, a girl that seems to be his age is standing. Her hair is silver and falls down her back slightly messily, her eyes a blue color with a tint of purple to them. His grin becomes a bit more strained as her eyes narrow slightly, sending the message 'who the hell are you' to him clearly.

Deciding not to be put out by this, Kaito sweeps to a low bow while conjuring a white rose in his hand. "Kuroba Kaito at your service, miss. Magician extraordinaire! Welcome to the neighborhood."

Peeking up at the girl through his messy fringe, he barely suppresses the pout when, instead of the blush that normally follows his introduction, her only reaction seems to be a blank stare. Finally, she opens her mouth to speak, the words also being completely different then what Kaito is used to hearing. "... I don't have a vase."

It had been a few days since Kaito had been so happy for his poker face as he is now, the grin remaining intact instead of the awkwardness he feels as he rises to his normal stature again. He wriggles his fingers of his other hand, drawing her attention to it, before opening his hand and producing a small vase with it. He plops the rose into the vase and holds it out to her, looking at her expectantly.

Her eyes linger on the vase for a few seconds before shifting to his face as she finally reaches out and takes it from him. "Thank you... I guess?" she murmurs, standing like she isn't completely sure what to do with the item.

"No problem!" Kaito says cheerfully enough, the poker face unneeded to keep his grin on his face as his token has finally be accepted.

"My name is Yomi... would you like to come in for a drink? Though at the moment I only have some soda." she comments after a few more seconds of silence in which she obviously debated whether or not she should invite the strange guy in.

"Sure!" Kaito says cheerfully enough, walking inside as she steps aside to let him in before he slips off his shoes.

She guides him into the living room which seems to only hold the basic neccesarities where furniture is concerned. Two couches, a low table, a TV, a few cabinets. Kaito watches her walk to the kitchen counter at the end of the room, the kitchen only separated from the living room area by a simple kitchen isle. He automatically compares the bare room to his own house, noting a lack of personal artifacts such as pictures or anything that may indicate hobbies. Most of the furniture is in either white or cream, making the room seem even more bare then it really is.

"You can sit down." Yomi calls over her shoulder while filling the small vase with water and placing it down on the counter, watching Kaito stand around a tad awkwardly. He nods at this and wastes no time letting himself plop down on the couch, noticing that it bounces ever so slightly. He grins lightly as he realizes it would make for a perfect trampoline, and it is only with the utmost self-restraint that he doesn't bounce a bite more.

Yomi moves to him, placing a can of soda on the table in front of him before sitting down on the other couch as she opens her own can and takes a sip, seemingly content with letting the silence linger in the air.

"So..." Kaito grabs his can and opens it before letting himself sit back (no, damnit, he did NOT bounce! ... Much.) as he shifts his eyes to Yomi. "Where do you come from? Did you always live in Ekoda?"

"I lived at the other side of Ekoda, but before that I lived in Osaka." Yomi explains, shifting her own eyes to meet his.

"Really? I don't hear much Osaka-ben from you." Kaito blinks, taking another sip of the soda (fortunately, it's one of his favorite ones).

"We moved away when I was eight." Yomi says simply. "I had plenty of times to switch accents around."

"Huh... I don't think I've seen you at school before... did you go to a different school before? Are you still going to that other school? I go to Ekoda High, it's pretty close to here so maybe you should transfer there?" Kaito babbles on, trying to fill up the silences that tend to appear whenever she's answered him. Conversation is a two-way street after all, and he's not completely sure how to fill that out on his own.

"I don't go to school. I haven't gone to school since I was 15." Yomi shrugs.

"Eh? Why not? School is so much fun!" Kaito complains, looking at Yomi like she's not from this world. Well, for all he knows, she really isn't. One can never be too sure after all.

"There is no point in going." Yomi replies, shrugging lightly as she sips her own soda. "School doesn't have anything it can teach me anymore." she points out.

"But what about hanging out with people? Making friends!" Kaito protests, a pout growing on his lips.

Yomi merely raises an eyebrow at him, rewarding the other with a blank stare.

'She's bad at socializing, that's for sure.' Kaito thinks to himself, trying not to let his grin waver under her stare as he finishes the can. 'Well! Only one thing to do about that~ I'll just have to help her out a little!'

The lack of many shoes and coats in the hallway had shown him enough to deduct that Yomi is most likely living alone, combined with living in a part she hasn't lived in before. If you add that all, he figures that it's not too strange that she might be too shy or awkward to socialize; it's a pretty big change after all. Decision made, Kaito hops up from the couch (okay, fine. He bounced on it. A little). "Let's hang out together tomorrow, I'll show you around a bit." he offers cheerfully.

Yomi eyes him for a bit before shrugging. "Sure." she replies, raising an eyebrow at the boy. She'd have thought she'd have successfully chased him off with her attitude, not made him want to drop by again. 'Oh well.'

"Great! So, be ready to leave at 8AM, okay? Bye bye for now~" Kaito grins and waves at her before walking out of the living room to fetch his shoes as the words register.

"Eig... How early?" She objects, standing up to walk after him, only to realize upon arriving in the hallway, that Kaito is already gone.

She scoffs lightly, brushing her hair out of her face. "Seriously..." she groans, shaking her head.

-

True to his word, the next day finds Kaito ringing Yomi's doorbell at 8AM sharp, decked out in his black school outfit, schoolbag slung over his shoulder casually.

Some stumbling ensues from inside before the door opens, revealing Yomi. Her hair is slightly messier then it was the previous day, showing that she probably hasn't come around to brushing it yet. She doesn't look like she's been awake for too long yet, but that doesn't stop Kaito from grinning at her. "Come on, or we're going to be late!"

"Late... For?" Yomi groans, finally registering Kaito's appearance. "You're going to school, so... why do I have to be up?"

"That's simple, silly~" Kaito coos, all but putting her shoes on for her. "You're coming with me, now come on!" He shoves her coat into her arms, grabs the keys he sees dangling from the wall (they look like house keys anyway) before dragging Yomi out of her house and closing the door behind them.

"Hey, wait." Yomi splutters out, finally having woken up through Kaito's pushy hands which are dragging her along to, what she imagines, is school.

"No way, Ahoko will throw a fit if I'm late at the meeting spot, you know?" Kaito puffs up a cheek. "Let's go, let's go!"

Groaning, and figuring there isn't much chance to rip her wrist out of the surprisingly strong grip without hurting either herself or him, Yomi allows the boy to drag her off to wherever it is he wants to drag her to.

After a few minutes, Kaito turns to him and looks Yomi over, taking into account the casual clothing as he huffs softly. "Now that won't do." he 'tsk's slightly, shaking her head.

"Huh? Wha-" Yomi is cut off by a puff of smoke surrounding her. Confused, she tries to wave it away as she tries not to cough, feeling the smoke irritate her eyes enough to have small tears gather at the corners, but that is ignored soon enough when she feels that her legs, previously covered by snug fitting jeans, are suddenly quite cold...

As the smoke clears up she looks down, spluttering slightly as she finds herself dressed in the female version of the school outfit Kaito seems to be wearing.

"Great! Much better, let's go!" Kaito says cheerfully, grabbing her wrist again before dragging Yomi on their way again.

Yomi can do little other then gape at the back of Kaito's head, trying not to think of how she came to wear this outfit and where her own clothes went. She has the feeling that the embarrassment will have her beat the boy up before he'll be able to explain himself.

Kaito grins at seeing two figures in the distance and waves. "YOOOO! AOKO!" he calls loudly, drawing the attention of a girl with messy brown hair as he waves at her.

She spots him and grins, waving back, sending a confused glance at Yomi when the two draw closer. "Eh? Kaito, who's that?" she questions, tilting her head to the side as she looks Yomi over.

"This is Yomi, she's my neighbor." Kaito grins, introducing them. "Yomi, this is Aoko, my best friend since forever, and that's my blonde stalker, Hakuba."

The blonde splutters a little. "I am Not your stalker." he scoffs, narrowing his brown eyes at Kaito. "I am merely accompanying Nakamori-san here. If you happen to slip up and prove my findings correct along the way, then that is the way it has to be." he says simply before focusing his attention back on the new comer.

To say that she's feeling awkward is an understatement. Not only dragged out of her house to go to school of all places and then faced with a pretty brunette girl and a cute blonde (is that his natural hair color? No way...) guy who seem close to the guy that dragged her here.

As if sensing her awkwardness about the situation the brunette (Aoko, she reminds herself) smiles at Yomi. "I can't tell you how sorry I am that you have to live next to him." she huffs, jabbing her thumb at Kaito. "Honestly. If he gives you any trouble, you should let me know, alright? I'll whack him good for you." she grins.

"Ah... I will." Yomi nods slowly as Kaito pouts.

"Oi! Ahoko! I'm not That bad!" he complains, swinging his arms around.

"BaKaito! You're Worse!" Aoko complains back, just as vividly.

Hakuba watches the two for a few seconds, though Yomi noticed that his eyes seem to soften ever so slightly when they land on the girl before he clears his throat, casually taking a golden pocket watch out. "If we do not get to walking right now," he pauses to send Kaito a deliberate stare, effectively stopping the boy in tracks as his hand had reached out to flip Aoko's skirt. "we shall be late."

Aoko narrows her eyes, whacking Kaito opposite his head with a huff as the boy crouches down, clutching his head. "Ow! Aoko!" he complains, tears gathering in his eyes with a childish whine.

"Come ON, BaKaito! We can't have you render us all late!" Aoko replies, grabbing Yomi's elbow and Hakuba's bicep as she proceeds to drag them with her.

Immediately the tears disappear from Kaito's eyes as he jumps up, rushing after them. "Oi! Wait for me! OI!"

-

Yomi expected that, the moment Kaito dragged her into the classroom the teacher would announce that she's not supposed to be there and she'd be able to flee from the building. However, what she didn't expect was the teacher to look from her, to Kaito, to her, then welcome her to the class and tell her to sit down.

Still confused by the whole ordeal (and wondering just what kind of school this is) she finds herself sitting next to Kaito, Aoko sitting at Kaito's other side, Kaito's book in between his and Yomi's desk so she can see as well.

Of course, her confusion only grows when she notices that the desk directly before Kaito (and, even the one before that) and behind him are completely empty, Hakuba sitting behind Aoko. 'I feel like I'm missing a very vital piece of information...' she thinks, ignoring the confused stares of the other students as she listens to half an ear to Kaito who explains where they are in class in hushed tones as the teacher simply starts class like nothing is out of the ordinary.

Yomi groans softly, closing her eyes for a split second before dragging her eyes to the book once more.

"Don't worry if it's hard to catch up, if you need any help, I'll be able to help you out." Kaito grins at her in a way that might've seemed encouraging if it didn't cause the nearest students to sit rigid in their seats, looking around them with wide eyes, almost as if they're expecting something to happen.

Yomi brings up her hand to pinch the brink of her nose, shaking her head lightly. "Kaito..." she murmurs. "I did all this years ago."

Kaito blinks, slightly startled. Surely Yomi isn't much older than he is, right? "Eh? You mean you already finished high school?"

"Yes... I skipped a few grades and finished early." Yomi explains with a sigh, shaking her head lightly.

Kaito's grin comes back full force, surprising Yomi. "Well, then this time you're in it for the friends and not the material." he piped up cheerfully.

Yomi sends a long hard look at Kaito before tilting her head back with a groan. 'That's it. I give up.' she thinks to herself, cracking her eyes open ever so slightly.

She is met with a compassionate glance from the person behind her and all of a sudden it doesn't seem too unlikely that people avoid the cheerful magician who goes back to happily explaining exactly where they are in class.

-

The last period before the end of class finds Yomi sitting at her desk (heck, her name was put with the desk for future role calls thanks to Kaito) while casually drumming her fingers on the desk. Through half-lidded eyes she lazily watches Kaito run around the classroom, Aoko chasing the boy with a mop which she seems to have conjured out of nowhere.

She can't even bring herself to be surprised anymore as the class simply progresses around it, the teacher droning away and asking questions when needed, and the students ignoring the two in the back of the class (other than to make a hasty retreat for their own safety of course).

Going over the chaos of the previous classes, she can't help but shake her head lightly, her musings interrupted by the teacher's voice. "Hattori-san. Please answer this question."

Standing up, Yomi gives the fitting answer while wondering to herself how she has suddenly become an actual student in the span of less than three hours, instead of an awkward tag along.

Sitting down again, she glances back at Kaito just as he manages to catch the mop in between his hands ("But Aoko! There's nothing wrong with blue! I LIKE blue!" "BAKAITOOOOOO!") and shakes her head lightly. 'Honestly.'

The bell rings a few minutes later in which Aoko manages to calm down a great deal and Kaito is rubbing his shoulder where a new bruise is, no doubt forming. "You had that coming for you, you know." Yomi snorts softly, shaking her head as Kaito slings his bag over his shoulder. They walk out of the classroom, following behind Aoko who seems to be complaining to Hakuba who is obviously trying to calm her down.

"No way! It's abuse, abuse!" Kaito insists, turning puppy dog eyes at Yomi, pout firmly set in place and eyes wide and innocent.

Yomi shakes her head lightly, deciding not to comment. "Sure, sure." she snorts.

"Well, on another note, did you have fun?" Kaito grins at Yomi, easily tossing aside the previous conversation in favor of the new one.

Yomi opens her mouth, about to retort with the automatic 'how can school be fun!' that nearly every student seems to have, before pausing. Thinking back over how the school day has gone she can't deny that it has been a... very amusing day. The class was rowdy and loud (mostly thanks to Kaito) and lunch break found her sitting on the roof with Kaito, Aoko and Hakuba, listening as Kaito and Aoko argued and laughed, Kaito filling her in on memories where it was necessary. All in all... it has definitely been a good day.

"I guess I did." she muses, tapping her chin with her nail ever so lightly.

"Great!" Kaito grins, the grin seemingly bright enough to require people to need sunglasses. "So! You coming along again tomorrow?" the grin transforms back into the puppy look, eyes big and hopeful.

"Eh... I'm not even an actual student, won't that cause any problems?" Yomi replies carefully, casually shifting her eyes away from the other to avoid the stare.

"Nothing that can't be fixed~ So~ Yes~?" Kaito coos, hopping around her, grin back in full.

Yomi sighs, shaking her head lightly. "Yeah, sure." she comments, not even going to try to go against it. After all, her not actually going to the school can, in fact, be changed easily enough. That's really not the problem.

"Whoo!" Kaito grins, swinging his arm over her shoulders, momentarily startling her. "Great, that's settled then!" he says cheerfully enough, waving at Aoko and Hakuba when they look back questionably.

"Err..." Yomi eyes Kaito from the corner of her eyes before shaking her head, giving up. 'Well, it's not like I have anything better to do then go back to school...' she thinks to herself. 'Oh God, no more sleeping in...'

Soon enough they meet the point where Kaito and Yomi will split from Aoko and Hakuba, the blonde offering to walk Aoko home. After a series of 'goodbye, see you tomorrow', Yomi finally turns her attention back to Kaito. "So... Why, exactly, do you seem so set on getting me back to school anyway?" she asks, the question having hovered in her head ever since she was dragged from her house this morning.

Kaito blinks and grins at her. "Isn't that obvious? I'm a magician." he answers.

"... Yes?" Yomi raises an eyebrow at Kaito, obviously not quite understanding what the other is getting at.

"Magicians are there to make people happyyyy~" Kaito coos, reaching out and flicking Yomi's nose, causing the other to send him a slightly disgruntled look. "And isn't hanging out with friends at school something that makes everyone happy?"

Yomi shakes her head lightly. "I give up. Trying to understand you is giving me a headache." she groans, causing Kaito to laugh.

Soon enough finds them at her doorstep, Kaito declaring that she can keep the school uniform and that he'll be there to pick her up again the next morning at 8.

Somehow, when Yomi opens her wardrobe the next morning to get ready for the day, blinking sleep out of her eyes, she doesn't even find herself surprised to see two clean school uniforms hang in her wardrobe amidst her other outfits, the casual outfit of the previous day hanging next to them.

-

MT: There! 11 pages of epicness~ Well, erm, if not that, then at least 11 pages of intro.
Hakuba: I feel... vastly underrated what with how little I appeared in this chapter. Just so you know.
MT: Eh... Whoops~?
Kaito: No way~ You popped in too much already~ You should've been, like, in England or something! =D
Hakuba: ... =.=
Aoko: BaKaito! Be nice to Hakuba-kun!
Kaito: EH! BETRAYAL!
Yomi: Haa... v.v