~Chapter 02~

After Dunstan had shut off the communication, Milieu tried to activate the two-way transmission to no avail. The only person that could make calls was Roger Dunstan, enforcing the isolation even more. He looked back at the other Douji. He didn't try to maintain a serious face. He truly was worried, and he wasn't going to deny that. Désir smirked and took a step forward.

"Well, you heard the old man, it's pointless. Let's eat something, Edile isn't the only one hungry here."

Vice gaped at him.

"What?!"

"You saw what happened when Milieu tried to use the communication system. It didn't work, and you know that we can't fly off or use our powers. So I say let's make the best of it. The sooner we start getting along, the sooner we leave, right? Besides, I don't mind it if it means I can get to know some of you guys better."

He smiled slyly and winked at Slow, who gave him a death glare.

"I wouldn't get near you if you were the last being on the planet."

"Hmmm, we'll see~"

"Ugh, really Désir. It's bad enough that our rooms are next to each other. I don't need you stalking me, in fact, just stay as far away from me as possible. I swear if I catch you following me again, I'll-"

"WHERE'S THE KITCHEN, I'M HUNGRY!"

Both Douji got startled at the sudden outburst. They had gotten so involved they forgot that the others were still in the room watching them.

"Um, I'll make some breakfast now if you want. Milieu, where was the kitchen located?"

"Down that hall, the first door to your left, Ultimo."

While Ultimo left the room with Edile following close behind, Milieu noticed Jealousy had inched his way over to his side and was currently staring at the floor. Figuring out that he wanted to tell him something, he waited patiently. Feeling eyes on him, Jealousy finally looked up.

"He never mentioned what he did with our masters."

"You're worried about your master?"

"Even though he has friends, Lune is very quiet and reserved. He masks his emotions a lot and getting me as his Douji helped him be more outspoken. If I hadn't showed him his past, he wouldn't have realized that his 'admiration' towards Yamato was actually love and wouldn't have gotten the courage to confront him with that fact. Besides, I know that as Evil Douji it's rare for us to actually care about our masters, but Lune and I get along very well. I wouldn't want him to wither away again."

"Next time he calls, let's try and ask him. I don't think he did any harm to your masters."

Satisfied, Jealousy nodded and walked toward one of the many bookshelves, presumably to read some random novel and help clear his mind. Milieu understood Jealousy's concern, he was feeling the same with the doctor. What on Earth gave him such an idea?

Looking around, he saw that the rest of the Douji had left either to explore the big house or to go back to their rooms except for Vice who stood sulking in a corner. Sighing, Milieu made his way over to the patio, the fresh air would help him relax and think about some sort of solution to their current predicament. He would have to search his memory for some indication of Dunstan's sudden change of heart. Surely there had to be some bizarre behavior patterns he didn't pick up on immediately during the last days of working alongside the doctor. While he mulled over everything on his mind, he watched Service get back to his old self the second he saw the immense space. Giggling, he pulled poor Sophia and Regla along with him, Regla loudly asking himself why he didn't take a chance and go into the kitchen with Ultimo and Edile. Milieu chuckled at their antics. At least they would be able to enjoy themselves.

~In the kitchen~

Ultimo went around the huge kitchen excitedly, picking up the necessary items to make breakfast. Yamato's kitchen was quite small compared to this one and it didn't have as many pots and pans. He hummed a happy tune to himself while he beated eggs to make an omelet. It kept his mind and his hands busy. Thinking about Yamato made him worry, he hadn't been away from his master for such a long time before, unless you counted the 9 centuries he had to wait for him. And even then he had been unconscious for most of the time, so it hadn't even seem as long. He kept an eye on Edile, making sure he didn't eat any of the ingredients he was placing on the counter. They had agreed that Ultimo would allow him to be in the kitchen if he made himself useful and helped him prepare breakfast. Plus, Ultimo promised him he would make him a dessert at the end.

"Edile, can you get the cheddar cheese and the smoked ham from the fridge, please?"

Edile put the desired ingredients on the counter while Ultimo buttered pieces of toast and arranged them in plates. Next, he rolled up slices of ham, pinning them with toothpicks and cut the cheddar in to cubes, which he also added to the plates. When the omelet was done, he cut that into pieces for each plate.

"Done! Come on, let's get the table ready and call the others to eat."

After the plates were placed with the cutlery on the table, Ultimo went back to the kitchen to get drinks and start getting Edile's dessert ready, while Edile ran around the house alerting the other Douji that breakfast was ready. As the boys entered the dining room, Ultimo placed jugs of milk and juice in the center of the table for them to pick any beverage to their liking.

Vice was the last to arrive and sat down in a huff, obviously in a foul mood. The rest did their best to ignore him, some starting mild conversations here and there. Slow made a point to seat as far away as possible from Désir, who flashed seductive smirks at him whenever he caught his eye. Returning after he had made sure Edile's dessert didn't need to be watched over for the moment, Ultimo took his place at the table. Looking around he noticed that Rage had decided to take a seat surprisingly close to Pardonner and was sending him discreet glances from the corner of his eye. Thinking nothing of it, he replied to Regla's invitation to the conversation he had been having with Goge.

Milieu ate in silence, taking in and analyzing every action from his brothers. Since he had always been with the doctor, he never really had the opportunity to see them interact with each other and individually. It was quite interesting and amazing how even though they were all androids, Dunstan had managed to give each one their own unique personalities. Thinking about the doctor, Milieu frowned again. What could have possibly happened to change Roger Dunstan's way of thinking so radically?

Kinda short and uneventful, I know. I'm trying to show how the characters are going to be interacting from this point on and needed a general event as a basis. I hope I've managed to keep them mostly in character.

Also, I forgot to mention this on the first chapter, this story is shonen-ai and will include personal OTPs. Let's see if you can catch them all ;)