They ended up spending half an hour waiting in the terminal. During that time , Rochelle had managed to somehow climb into the rafters and mess with the loudspeakers without security noticing. Of course, it meant having to be stealthy so as to avoid awkward questions. The next 11 hours and 40 minutes was rather excruciating for Rochelle who absolutely despised airplanes. One could only imagine how relieved he was when they landed.

Now, here they stood in their tiny one room apartment in Shizume, reveling in that they would never have to sleep on park benches ever again.

Now they just needed to enroll in a school and they would be golden, Rochelle already had his eye on one, Subara elementary. It was within walking distance and the uniform was bearable in that it was mostly black but the pants were unbearably short, the uniform policy was formal, but still allowed him to wear his beanies/ berets, gloves, choker, and boots. The documents required for registration would be easy to forge.

A glance outside the window revealed it was time to get dinner prepared, which meant grocery shopping. It was a good thing he'd gone ahead and installed a fridge and washing machines. And that they were the only ones on this really didn't like how thin the walls were.

He also noticed Harry had fallen asleep at some point, leaving Rochelle to do everything by himself.

He checked once more that everything was in order, going through a mental checklist.

Counters wiped and dusted? Check.

Floors swept, mopped, and vacuumed? Check

Couch free of any stains? Check

Windows wiped and closed? Check

Beds made? Check

Dishes done? Check

Trunks organized? Check

Everything in its proper place? Check

A satisfied nod later he was out the door with a grocery list and a cloth bag.


At the grocery store everything went smoothly. The minute he stepped out he tripped and his purchases went flying.

Frantically he gathered everything up, not noticing he had stepped out onto the street to retrieve the last item until there was a headlight inches from his face.

Quickly, Rochelle picked up his bag of potatoes and scrambled to the sidewalk. Looking at the van that almost ran him over, he saw a blond man getting out and coming towards him. Rochelle sat frozen to the spot as the man stopped right in front of him.

Slowly Rochelle looked up.

And blinked, for standing right in front of him was Izumo Kusanagi.

"U-uncle Momo?"