A/N:
Short chapter is short ._. This is really more like a prologue

IMPORTANT INFORMATION~~~~: This is a skip ahead. I will go back and explain everything. This is a glimpse into the future. DO NOT GET CONFUSED!

Anyways~ I hope I tortured you with the cliffhanger last time :D JK. But seriously...I got whacked by my friend xxDemonInsideYouxx and it hurt!

Enjoy~

Ami sat at the table, fidgeting with her hands underneath the table. Looking to her left, she saw Raimund, smiling comfortingly. He took her hand from underneath the desk and squeezed it, whispering, "It'll be okay. I promise."

She bit her lip, but nodded. She looked across the table to all the others.

Marks sat next to Daiyu, trying to hide that fact that he was just as worried as the others. Nobody saw this coming, even him. After seeing the news about the leak, he cursed himself for not thinking of it sooner.

"Stop beating yourself up about it," Daiyu said simply, adjusting her pink cashmere sweater.

"I'm not," Markus retorted.

"Yes you are. Now stop it. The interview's starting soon," She looked up at him, smiling as though she knew something he didn't. He hated that. It made him helpless and he hated feeling like that.

At the very end of the table sat the 6 best friends. Fiore sat in between the twins. For once, Klara had nothing to say. She just looked around, worriedly, "When will this thing end?"

"After it fucking begins," Marcio smirked.

Klara rolled her eyes at her comment, as her sister answered honestly, "I-In a few minutes."

Julita was a nervous wreck. Her mind told her to run, and keep running until her feet wouldn't let her anymore. To run away from the confrontation and face any critics. Her muscles stayed in place. Only the uplift of her chest caused by breathing let on that she wasn't just a beautifully sculpted figure.

Frey set a hand on her shoulder, not saying a word. Frankly, he didn't need to. Just knowing that someone else was there for her was enough.

At the opposite end of the long table sat Tovi and Ilmari. She sat on his lap and waved to all the reporters, oblivious to the fact they were taking note of every little movement of the wrist and every breath taken.

Mid-wave, Ilmari caught her hand, "Stop waving to them, Tovi."

She looked up at him, slightly confused, "Why? They seem like nice people!"

"They're just out to exploit all of us," Ilmari explained, casting glares at any of the reporters that dared look in their direction.

She poked his nose, playfully, "You can really be a pessismist sometimes."

"May we start the interview?" Asked somebody from ABC News.

The children looked around, nodding, replying with a few, "Yeah. Sounds good."

The reporter smiled, "First off, what is it like to grow up with you parents being…well you know." The audience laughed nervously.

"What is it like to grow up with some fucking normal parents?" Marcio retorted, not pleased that they would ask such a vague question.

Raimund rubbed his temples. This would be a very, very long meeting.

Honestly I just wanted to write their reactions to uh...I cant say ^-^"""

~DemonMuffinChan