Some of the time the characters will talk in German so I have provided translations after the chapter for your convenience. Now enjoy reading the prologue!

"Hey, Steven."

"Hmm?"

"Y'know that saying? When life gives you lemons, you gotta' make lemonade?" Leo inquired.

"Yes… What about it?" The raven-haired man replied as he looked past his phone.

"Well… Now's the time I want to drown you in lemonade." The brunet stated as a vein pulsed on his forehead and his hands clutched at his wear.

The teen looked over himself once more as he could not use any words to describe it. He wore a blue gown that went down to his ankles and left himself sleeveless. It dazzled in many spots whilst he stood in the light. Little white straps were hung over the shoulders to keep the dress up and under the veil of glitter, the colours were a mixture of the blue sea. Along with them, a pair of white dancing slippers, similar to ballet shoes, were given and hair extensions were clipped, making him resemble a little like a certain female hospital patient.

Steven held a hand over his mouth whilst trembling from the amount of contained laughs. The man held his phone up towards the youth as he pressed repeatedly on the button, taking many shots of the brunet.

"Mind explaining to me why you had broken into my apartment, dragged me out of there, took me to a beautician and forced me into this!?" Leo gestured to the gown as his voice grew to a higher pitch each word before reaching its peak.

The suited man swallowed the laugh and tucked the device away as he wiped a tear away from the corner of his eye.

"Well… You see..."

~Earlier~

The raven-haired man entered the room as he held his usual cup of coffee in one hand and a rolled up newspaper tucked under his armpit. The man looked around before his eyes landed upon his leader and boss, standing along with the man's butler as they were having a discussion.

"Shall we hire one?" The bandaged man questioned.

"It's too late for one to come." The red head replied as he held two fingers under his jaw. Intrigued by the talk, Steven paced his way over to the two. Klaus, being the first one to notice, greeted the man.

"Ah, good morning Steven."

"Morning. What were you two talking about?" The dark-haired man asked.

"The young master has come up with a problem." Gilbert answered.

"What kind?" Steven stared up to the taller man as he expected an answer from him. After seeing the leader turn his head away with a faint blush, the raven-haired man looked towards the butler for a reply.

"The young master had just recently been given a notification for one of his brother's wedding in another country, taking three to four days. Since the Reinherz family is refined, they expect the young master to bring along a date of sort. Unfortunately, we have no lady of that description nor do we have anyone who is willing to volunteer."

"Have you tried asking other Libra members?" Steven inquired.

"We have, but the answers we've received are from those who are too far away and those who can't make it." The combat butler explained.

"Really? Even Chain?" The dark-haired man asked as a brow lifted. The grey-haired man gave a nod.

"Then that's what you meant when you wanted to hire someone. Someone to act as his date." The other two men nodded. "Hmm… Now that's a problem for you alright…" Steven said as he continued to hum to himself.

In the middle of the man's thought, an idea had come to mind as it lit up like a light bulb.

"You guys asked almost all of the female Libra members… right?" He asked as the other two looked with a puzzled expression before giving another nod. A smile crept up on the raven-haired man's face, almost splitting his face in half.

"I've got an idea."

"Well, what may it be?" The red head spoke up.

"Don't worry about it. When does your flight leave?"

"I believe eight o'clock tonight." Klaus answered as he looked to the combat butler which gave a nod.

"Great! Just be here in the office at seven. I'll have something arranged." The scarred-man assured before turning back around to his seat and quickly walked over to it. Whilst he continued to hold onto the coffee and newspaper in one arm, the other pulled out his black phone before dialling in a few numbers.

Klaus observed for a while to get at least a hint of what the raven-haired man had in mind before looking away and turning to his personal desk.

~Present~

"And so your idea was to get me to dress up as a woman, which took considerable amounts of pure torture including waxing, grating and make-up, and become Mister Klaus' supposed date!?" Leo questioned as he had nearly killed voice.

"Essentially." Steven as he held the usual smug grin. The brunet observed the smile for a moment as his head began to release steam and the youth had to sit down with his hands to his temples.

"Hold on. Brain cramp. Too many problems with your idea." The teen said.

"Like what?"

"One, My voice, they're obviously gonna' know I'm a guy. Two, the longer we be there, the longer I have to stay in something like this. Three, what happens when I need to take a toilet break? Four, my eyes."

"Well, one, you just have to heighten your voice just like a second ago and no one will know. Two, I had prepared two luggage worth of clothes with many different outfits along with some help with a few people when putting make-up on. Three, Mister Gilbert will escort you to a private restroom and four, if you keep them closed or wear contacts, no one will be able to tell you have them." Steven answered one by one. "Anything else?"

"Much!" Leo stated as he stood up from his position. Steven chuckled to himself before pulling out his phone once more. His eyes shot up a little as if surprised.

"Well look at the time. We have to get you to the office, pronto." Steven quickly pocketed the phone before grabbing a hold of the youth's arm, causing a small yelp as he was dragged out of the empty beauty store. The man had called the manager as they agreed to use the shop as a base of operations and design the teen's new look.

The brunet tried to protest, but quickly cut his voice as they stepped out into the public and many eyes witnessed him. He blushed and held his head down to cover his face whilst he continued to be dragged by the 'Esmarelda Blood Freeze' user.

Without realizing the man had come to a stop, the teen ran into his back. Leo looked up to find his location, but was quickly pushed from behind as the raven-haired man released him and stepped behind before shoving the youth into the vehicle. With another yelp escaping his mouth, the brunet sat up straight as he rubbed the back of his head and looked around.

He observed the vehicle as it was in a deep black colour with grey-coloured seating. It wasn't too small nor was it too big. From the front of the car, the door opened as Steven stepped in and sat on the driver's seat, buckling his seat belt and grabbing his keys as he started the engine. In the back, the youth had tried to sit in the most comfortable position he could find, but with the gown, it was making it harder than it looked.

"Couldn't you have found something more comfortable?"

"Personally picked. I accounted in Klaus' choice of looks." A blush had begun to form on the teens face as he buckled his seatbelt and stared out the window with an annoyed look.

"C'mon… It's not that bad… You're going to be by the chief's side most of the time and be doing him a solid favour." The older male reasoned. "And you get to be his partner." He added.

This did not serve well as a reason for the teen as he flushed even brighter and turned to the driving man. Leo raised a fist as he began muttering words under his breath that many would not want to hear. The man chuckled to himself once more and continued to drive. The ride was in silence as barely anything else could be asked and before long, the car had come to a stop.

"Go to the office room and wait for the boss there. And don't forget your bags, basically the ones I gave you. They're in the back." Steven instructed as he pointed his thumb to the trunk.

Leo gave a huge sigh before unbuckling the belt and clicking the car door open. The teen looked over to the raven-haired man once more before pushing the door open and stepping out into the night of the city. He shut the door behind him, restraining himself from just running away, he walked around to the back and opened up the trunk.

The youth had quickly spotted both of the bags given. One was in navy blue colour as it was of an average size. The other was the same colour, but was half the size of the first. He wasted in no time as he grabbed a hold of them before carrying the luggage out of the vehicle and shutting it along with it. The brunet took one bag in each hand as he began hauling them into the alleyway where the entrance was. Halfway there to the alleyway, the youth looked back to find that the vehicle had already left.

Silently, the teen cursed the raven-haired man before continuing into the passage. Quickly arriving at the door to the elevator, the door opened as he stepped inside before ascending inside the lift.

The red-haired man strode his way down the corridor as he adjusted his tie and glasses over and over again. The man had recently finished with the packing of his luggage, with the help of his butler, and is now making his way back to the office. Anxiety ran past his mind as he expected an unfamiliar female to be waiting. A part of his mind wondered what type of person the dark-haired man had decided upon. All thoughts were set aside as the bespectacled man reached the door.

Slowly, the man raised a hand up to the handle before grasping on it. With the same speed, he pushed the door open as he entered the office room. Klaus' eyes roamed the room before finally landing upon a figure sitting on the couch. The figure had long flowing brown hair as her back was faced towards the man. By her feet were two navy-blue bags, presumed to be her clothes.

Klaus hindered for a moment before continuing his pace towards the female figure as he made his presence be known with his footsteps. The female rose to her feet, revealing her light blue dress in the process as she stepped a few feet away from the couch and faced the bespectacled man.

The red head was flabbergasted as his eyes set upon her face. It was that of the young Libra member whom he had known and familiarized himself with. His eyes showing surprise as he took a step back. Leo's expression showed nothing but discomfort. Albeit the man knew who the female figure was, he couldn't either contain the blush forming on his face or tear his eyes away.

"L-Leonardo…?"

"Y-Yeah…" The brunet blushed madly.

"Are you… my…"

"Yeah… Steven setted me up…" Leo briefed as he let his bangs cover his eyes.

"Y-You don't have to do this if you don't want to…" Leo raised his head to this.

"No, no, no. It's okay… I can understand your situation and since you always help me with my troubles, I thought I could do the same." The youth explained. "… So… how do I look?" He muttered lowly under his breath, not expecting an answer.

"… Beautiful…" Klaus replied as they both flushed a deep crimson.

Klaus was the first to shake off the blush as he managed to regain control of his legs and began walking towards the teen. The brunet looked up from his position as the bespectacled man had stepped past him towards the bags.

Carefully, the older man took one bag in each hand and began to wheel them before coming to a stop next to the shorter Libra member. The red head had looked down with a concerned face as he asked,

"Shall we go?" The youth nodded as they moved towards the door that Klaus had entered through, finding Gilbert standing there already.

"The private jet is ready, sir." The butler announced as he opened the door for the incoming two.

~A few minutes later~

The brunet's mouth seemed to gape as he stepped inside and observed the interior of the aircraft. It was nothing like those airplanes he had flown on before. The interior was lined with gold and he meant on the ceiling and the window frames. Differing from the office, most of the colours were that of blue and green as it held patterns of vines and plants reaching out from every angle. The seats were a luxurious white as they were spread out so each seat gets around one metre of space. Pillows and blankets can be seen placed under the seat for convenience and had arm rests for both limbs.

The teen's blue eyes scanned the interior for moments on end, but were quickly stopped as he felt a large hand upon his shoulder. His gaze averted to the person behind him as it revealed to be the leader of Libra bending a little over.

"Is everything alright?" Klaus asked. Leo's mouth wobbled for a moment as he could barely find the right words. The youth took a quick gulp before speaking.

"Y-Yeah… Just so much to take in in a few hours…"

"… I'm sorry for putting you through this…" The red head apologized.

"No, no, no. Like I said before, I'd help you since you always helped me." The teen waved his hands as to say, 'don't worry'. An awkward silence passed through as they stared at each other. It was quickly interrupted as a familiar voice was heard over the speakers.

"We'll be taking off shortly. I advise you two to take your seats and seatbelts." The voice was cut off by static as Leo nervously hurried over to one of the seats by the window.

Klaus followed shortly after, taking the seat vertically opposite of the teen, both taking a second before buckling their seatbelts. For a moment, the youth had familiarized himself with the surroundings before looking out of the window. It was dark and everything could hardly be seen. It wasn't long until the jet had begun to move and Leo gripped onto his seat, awaiting for lift off.

Gradually, the plane increased in speed before ascending off the ground. It was amazing how the bespectacled man is able to even read a book whilst the plane pointed up on an angle. It was a few moments before the aircraft had balanced itself upright and flew smoothly over the clouds. Leo pushed himself up as he peaked outside of the window. City lights lit up the night and everything was dazzled in yellow.

The brunet enjoyed the view and the thought of flying across the sea. The beauty of how the waves would crash and the moon lighting up the sky. A new thought had come to mind as Leo turned to his boss.

"Umm, Mister Klaus?"

The man paused himself from his book as he looked up to the youth. "Yes, Leonardo?"

"Umm, how are we going to get past the tentacles?" The teen questioned a cold sweat rolling down.

"Do not worry, Mister Gilbert is personally flying the jet and is a trained professional. He will manoeuvre the jet so that it dodges each tentacle. And don't worry about any sort of stunts, he always just leans away from the attacks." Klaus reassured.

Almost immediately, after the red head had finished his sentence, Leo felt the plane steer to the right, letting the left wing lift up before the same happened for the other side. This had went on for half a minute as large sounds of falling water could be heard. The youth clutched harder to his chair each curve, but the red-haired man continued where he left off on his book.

After a while, the plane smoothed out its flight path once more as the teen gave a sigh of relief. Looking past the overwhelming threat that is the city, Leo observed outside the window once more as the dark sea came into view. Dazzling in the night sky were stars that haven't been seen for months. It went on for a little while before Leo pulled the blind down and turned to the red head.

"Mister Klaus," The teen called out. "Is there anything I should expect during the trip? Like what to say? Who to talk to? What to and not to do?"

"There are a few guidelines, but barely require too much effort. Knowing my siblings, they would want to know more about you." The red-haired man predicted as he looked up from the book once more.

"Like what?"

"Hobbies, jobs and other information. I believe they won't dig too deep into personal information. But be sure to keep them from noticing those eyes." Klaus instructed as Leo took note. "There's also the factor of deciding your name."

"My name?" The youth repeated.

"Yes. We'll have to produce a new name for your identity." Klaus explained.

The youth thought to himself for a second as it had made sense. No one would believe that 'Leonardo Watch' is a female name, in any form or language. Thinking back, his mind roamed for a suitable name for himself as an image of the youth's younger sibling came into mind.

"… Michella…" The teen spoke quietly.

"Pardon?"

"Michella Watch. That could work."

"Are you referring to your younger sister?" The red head questioned as a he raised a brow.

"Yeah. I'm thinking something that is easy to remember." Leo had not known why, but his face had flushed to the idea. He had no reason and yet he did.

Klaus gave a nod as he accepted the idea. After doing so, a yawn had managed to escape the teen's mouth and the corner of his eyes had tiny drops of water forming.

"You should get some rest. We'll arrive there in the morning." Klaus insisted.

"No, no. I think I can stay up." Leo reasoned as his eyes wiped away the small drops.

The bespectacled man wasn't satisfied with the answer as he observed the youth. Another yawn comes from the teen as he continues to wipe away the small drops. Almost instantly, the older man closed his book as he released his seatbelt before standing up. He paced over to the seat beside the teen before sitting down, puzzling the brunet. Klaus continued as he lifted the armrest that separated the two seats.

"You may lean on me if you feel tired." The red-haired man suggested. Leo took a moment to process what the other had said as he felt his cheeks rise in heat. Warily, he let his body tilt before his head had made contact with the man's shoulder.

"… Thanks…" The youth mumbled as he rested on the arm. Slowly, the teen could feel his conscious fading as tiredness soon overcame his mind. The brunet soon fell into a deep sleep.

The older man sat quietly for a minute, as the arm the brown-haired male was resting on held the book he was reading. His eyes shifted back and forth between the book and the youth. Unknowingly, he had stopped reading as his eyes fixated on the sleeping figure. The man barely had any close proximity to another person like this as he could barely restrain himself. His left hand slowly reached over as he began running his fingers through the locks of hair. The man had a feeling welling up inside that told him silently, these next few days… were going to be his longest.