Welp, here we are again. Another major project in the works, along with 'A misplaced Sun'. Admittedly not as long and 'A Misplaced Sun' first chapter, but well all the same. Fair warning, OC insert, you have been warned.

Disclaimer, yada yada.

"Thank you, Thank you! Autographs in the back." A blond blue eyed teenager says while walking off of a stage. The audience continued to roar in laughter, presumingly from the blond boy with a cheshire grin.

The boy made his way of the stage into the a back room, a large 'A' printed right above the door knob, but not before glimpsing back on to the dimmed room of the restaurants occupants, a look of contempt marring his face.

"Akira!" The blond teenager turned from the open door to a larger man with dark, almost pitch black hair and dark brown eyes. "How's my favorite comedian?" He said, walking up to the named Akira and slung his shoulder around the boy's shoulder.

"Seeing the smiles and hearing the laughter of the crowd is all the reward I ever really need." Akira stated to the man, removing the arm from his shoulder and walking through the open door. The older man soon following.

"So that means I don't have to pay you?" The larger man gives a smirk. Akira rolled his eyes.

"The money is just a bonus Mark." Akira moves towards a chalkboard on a desk nearly covered in tally marks from random colors of chalk. He moves his hand to a nearby bowl of random colored sidewalk chalks, blues, greens, yellows, and swishes his hand around. He grabs a bright neon pink one before making another tally on the chalkboard, next to the plethora of other randomly colored tally marks.. "Another good night." He says to himself, putting the chalk back in its bowl.

"Yo! Boss!" A voice calls from outside the room. Another man, in his mid twenties, walked in with three large metal buckets filled with cash. The man had on a worn out bowler hat on top of light brown hair, his nose being painted with a bright baby blue, and a large smile. "Look at the haul we got tonight!" The man lifted the three buckets in the air, a few dollars and coins falling out, the coins hitting the ground with light tinging noises.

"Hey, Blue Nose." Akira called from the desk, he having sat down on a chair, note cards strewn over the desk. A dark green gel pen in his right hand, the six other colors of the rainbow placed in his left. The green gel pen moving across random notecards, stopping every once in awhile to cross off a mistake, to change to another note card, or to switch to another color from his left hand.

"Akira!" 'Blue Nose' threw the buckets to the ground with a loud crash, japanese yen spilling out of the tipped over containers. Akira was swept up out of his chair by the larger man, the chair thankfully not falling over.

"Great job out there tonight!" Blue Nose lifted Akira up to his face, large grins on both males. Akira lifts his right hand in response and pokes Blue Nose's nose.

"Boop." Akira said, a slight chuckle proceeding thereafter. "And thanks. I really had wanted to try out the spoon skit though," Blue Nose sets Akira back down on his feet. "Ah well, next time." Akira sat back down, and turned back to his note cards and multi colored gel pens.

"Blue Nose." Mark grumbbled whilst picking up to money and placing it back into the buckets. Blue Nose turns back to the buckets and spilled money, mutters a quick sorry and procedes to help his boss pick up the money off the ground.

"...aaaaannnnnddd….done." Akira states in a matter of fact tone, the dark red gel pen lifting off the notecard. Words in various colors on the card itself, multiple lines and small pictures cover the card from top to bottom, almost no space being left blank. Mark looked up from his work on the ground and raised an eyebrow.

"Already?" Akira nods, and gathers the covered note-cards in a neat pile.

"Yea. Is it ok if I pack up and go home for the night?"

"Yea." Mark sighs and looks back up at Akira. "You want your paycheck the usual way?" Akira opens the door to leave and calls over his shoulder.

"Yup." He nods. "Under the dumpster behind the church."

"And if it's raining use a plastic bag. I remember." Mark rolled his eyes. "I still don't understand why you want to get payed in such a discreet manner. I feel like I'm part of a drug deal or something."

"Well, if it makes you sleep better at night," Akira started before closing the door, effectively cutting off whatever his explanation for the strange transition of money was. Muffled laughter came from the other side of the door.

"I swear, that kid." Mark mumbles, picking up the last of the spilt yen.

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Akira crouched beside a large bush, looking over to a decently sized light blue house with the roof colored a dull orange. It was the middle of the night, stars covered the pitch black sky like splatter paint.

Akira shot up from his crouched position and ran as fast as he could to the side of the large house, jumping over the gravel driveway and over the hedge and rolling silently across the grass. He looked around frantically, checking to see if he was seen by anyone. When the search came up short, Akira sighed in relief.

'Now just to get to my window.' I thought to himself, and looking up. Directly at an open second story window. Akira checked into the dark first story window, checking if his sister was up late again playing Starcraft. Thankfully, she wasn't, and Akira started climbing, using the windowsill as a foot hold.

The blond comedian made sure to not grab the wasp nest on the side of the house like last time while hauling himself over the windowsill into the second story room. Akira quietly stepped into the darkened room, a quick glance around, and headed for the bed on the far side of the room.

"Hey, Akira?" a sleepy voice came from outside the blond comedians room. Akira dove for the the bed just as the room's door opened, revealing a woman in a light purple nightgown. Akira was in a slight panic, so he did the first thing that came to his mind.

"Can't a guy jerk off in peace!" Akira yelled, grabbing and throwing a nearby triceratops pillow pet at the intruder to the room.

"AH!" The woman covered her eyes with an arm, the pillow pet slamming into the wall right next to the door, hitting the lightswitch. The switch got caught on the animal themed pillow itself and the lights in the room turned on. The sudden increase of light forced the blond into covering his eyes.

"Gah! MY EYES!"

*THUD*

Good, Bad, wanna kill me for this?