I don't own Kaleido Star, nor any of it's characters... I own only the Carnation Troupe, Annika and Her sister.

Thanks for reading.


Disappointment. Yes, they now were heading to an unknown and lost place among the cold land of Russia without anyone to help them localize themselves. How would they make it? Learning quickly? Impossible, the Cyrillic alphabet used by Russians is like a sea of symbols beneath their eyes.

They were already at the check-in, when they heard a known voice:

"Hey, where are our tickets? We need them to go on!"

"Layla-sama!" Sora ran and hugged her former mentor. "But how did you?"

"Let's say I can be very persuasive when I want to..." She winked. Ms. Maryann came after her grandson, together with another friend of hers.

"Listen now everyone." The old woman began. "I want all of you to enjoy your journey." She came closer to Yuri. "Take care little boy." She said caressing her grandson's head.

"I will grandma."He answered.

Then she headed to Layla. "You also take care dear! I want to meet my great grandchildren!"

"I will...grandmother." She smiled as the woman gently placed a kiss on her cheek.

"Ahem... We have to board in." A bad humoured Yuri called out.

He couldn't believe he had fallen for that trip, but there he was, in an airplane seat, between little Marion and Layla. Weird thing for so many people coming back to your birthplace would be something to long for, but he wasn't at all excited. He was happy in France with his paintings, his lovely wife, his child to be born and his researching, and more than that, he had found his place... but fate plays tricks.

A dark night, illuminated only by a few light poles scattered around the streets, with white snow everywhere. A smiling little boy played with his father. Apparently they had just left a circus. Happiness suddenly turns into worry. Military dressed people all around the place. Both father and son are dragged into a Russian military helicopter already filled up with many scared people. The three-year-old child is also frightened and buries his face onto his father's chest. The general takes a medallion away from the boy's hand and closes the aircraft door. Nowhere to go or to hide. The lights went out.

"Wake wake...we are preparing for landing" A sweet female voice whispers on his ear. Back to earth,he thinks. Those dreams were getting more and more frequent.

"Already?" He answers still sleepy, sitting properly on his seat.

"Yes, Sleeping Beauty." The girl at his other side says laughing. "Wow it's really beautiful here!" Her face close to the airplane window.

"A pity snow is already melting...Otherwise it would be even more." Rosetta added.

As they left the airplane and picked up their luggage, at the airplane boarding room exit stood three women and one lad holding a sign written Kaleido Star.

"Вы из Kaleido этапе?"

"Yuri?" Everyone stared at him.

"Да. Вы с гвоздикой команды?" He answered to the woman.

"I see only you speaks Russian." One of the three girls winked. "There is no problem...We all speak English too." She had a strong British accent when she spoke in English, but her Russian was perfect. Dark brown shoulder-length wavy hair and emerald green eyes stared at them behind the blue framed eyeglasses. "My name is Elizabeth Louise Petrova Rosethorn and these are my friends Lara, Domino and Stellan."

Lara and Stellan Lagerfeld Boryshnov were half German and half Russian twins. Both had straight black hair and dark blue eyes, while Domino Sharapovskaya Cherryfield was half British, half Ukrainian. She had gray straight hair and gray eyes, resembling a lot Leon's deceived sister, Sophie.

"Shall we? I am so tired of waiting." The gray eyed impatient woman headed to the car.

Most members of The Carnation Team were only half or not Russian. As they got to the huge place where the artists were set and trained, they saw a young man rush from the door.

"Forget it, she is impossible. I can't deal with her at all, and I can't imagine one that will." He shouted.

"Annika..." Lara whispered.

"Wait... Oh, you are here already. My name is Anya Osipova and I am the main director of the Carnation Team. Come in...Girls, show them everything and I'll be back soon."

At their trapeze room door stood a 16 year-old girl. She had dark blonde short curly hair and violet-gray eyes and had her arms crossed over her chest.

"What happened this time?" Stellan questioned.

"Another stuck-up ridiculous performer that is trying to replace Domminick...but as always, his performance was pitiful." She stared at her nails. "Hmm so we have guests...Annika Kravchenkova, nice to meet you."

"He is not trying to replace me, the show has to go on and you need a trapeze partner until my leg heals." A boy with gray hair and black eyes answered.

Domminick was Domino's two years younger brother, and although he was only sixteen, he was almost as tall as Yuri himself. Two days before he had broken his leg during a training section, and ever since they were trying to find another acrobat that could fill on with the perfectionist Annika's expectations.

"Annika and Domminick are our main trapeze artists." Elizabeth explained.

Annika examined the two Kaleido Star male artists carefully before proclaiming her next statement:

"They are not as hot as you three girls said they were." The three eighteen year old Carnation Team integrants blushed red as she finished. "What?" She smiled playfully and winking.

"Пора Сестра." As they looked back, a gorgeous woman had entered the room. She was almost 6 feet tall and wore her long platinum blonde hair pinned on a braid and had pale white skin and lilac coloured eyes.

The young trapeze artist ran close to the woman. "Already?"

"Depends. Do you want mother to figure out you were here? I don't think that will be good..."

"Hmm... okay."She answered saddened, revealing once more that behind that coat of bitterness she was still a teenager. She went closer to the black eyed artist at the benches. "Get better soon..." said kissing his cheek.

And so they left.

"Dinner is almost ready!" Ms. Osipova called out. "By the way, have you shown them their rooms?"

"Err...ahem; let's see your rooms... Sorry with all that mess about Annika and the partners we completely forgot to show you!" Stellan says. "But your luggage is already there."

"It's alright." Always happy Sora answers." By the way, who was that woman today in the afternoon?"

"Lena Kravchenkova, Annika's three years older sister. She is a piano player at the International Orchestra."

"That's right! I knew I had seen her somewhere else!" Mia told them. "She is known as the piano genius. At five she could play the whole Beethoven collection without any mistakes. People say she could play even before she had learned to talk."

"Yes, she is really amazing...a pity she almost never comes here." Sadness filled the lad's eyes.

"What's the thing about their mother?" Layla asked.

"Well, I don't know much...I just know that their mother doesn't allow them to have contact with circus artists...so Annika trains secretly, and her sister helps her covering it."Lara answered.

"What is a pity, because she has talent, actually, both of them have."Stellan began. "Further than only a piano genius, Lena has also amazing trapeze skills."

"I've told you already the rhythm lies on their blood haven't I? Their mother was the first ballerina of the Bolshoi at her time." Ms. Osipova commented, taking a picture out of a drawer. "See? That is her over there, in the middle."

The woman had also platinum blonde hair and pale green eyes. Probably the plot was the Swan Lake judging by their clothes, and she should have been Odette. She wore a necklace with a shining emerald craved as if the eye of a silver swan.

"She stopped dancing after her second daughter was born. Svetlana used to be so vivid and happy, but when I saw her teaching at the Bolshoi she looked so sad, so icy, as if something had broken inside her."

"Hmm, poor them." Marion said.

After dinner they all went to their respective rooms for they would have a full day tomorrow.

"Pisces is enfolded by a haze of confusion and darkness, which not even Leo can penetrate. What troubles your mind, Ice Angel?"