The bottom floor was quiet upon Yuuma's return, save for the twins' chattering from the cafeteria. Seeing as there were no sounds of splashing water, they were presumably done with the dishes. Casually, he peeked in.

"Ahhhhh! You weren't supposed to change that! I don't have any red cards!"

Rin howled her displeasure at a pleased looking Len. He was sitting across from her at a table near the middle of the room; his eyes rested proudly on a pile of Uno cards.

"You're the one who wasted her wild card. If you just throw down cards randomly, you'll lose for sure."

Rin scowled and examined her cards fiercely. The intense emotion looked out of place in such a brightly lit and organized kitchenette.

Yuuma watched the game with general amusement, and the younger boy spotted their observer.

"Hey Yuuma. Where's Gakupo?" asked Len, as Rin weighed her flat, plastic options.

"He's still upstairs, trying to find something I think. I didn't ask what."

Rather than a vague murmur of acknowledgement, the next sound to hit Yuuma's ears was Rin smacking the table with her palm and hastily retrieving a penalty card.

"Gaaah! I'm going to the washroom. Your move…" She groaned. Rin left her seat and headed for the doorway.

"Tough game," Yuuma said, raising an eyebrow as she passed.

"I just want to win oooonce," she whined, "I've lost every game so far..."

Len snickered. Craning his neck to check if she was gone yet, he reached across the tabletop and grabbed his sister's pile of cards.

"Shh." Len put a finger to his lips. "I just want to see what she's got...Woah what!? How'd she end up with so many blue cards?"

Curiosity wearing off, Yuuma considered his next destination. Maybe it would be a good idea to check on the clean-up crew. Leaving Len to his morally questionable snooping, he exited.

...

Over the last half hour, the foyer had been transformed. The removal of the dishes and garbage had made a big difference on their own, but what was really impressive was the lack of balloons. You could actually see floor now. There wasn't even any broken plastic lying around. Yuuma was fairly certain that he couldn't have disposed of them all if he had a whole day, let alone an hour. He almost felt like nudging at the air with his foot to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

"Yuuma-San! Are you finished seeing the building?"

The cheerful voice rang out as Kaito grinned euphorically, sliding the broom he was holding around on the floor in what was probably supposed to be sweeping.

"Yeah, just finished. It's an impressive place, even nicer than I expected."

Kaito's broom met it's match with the wall, before shuffling to the side and changing direction. If there really had been any leftover dirt swept up to begin with, Yuuma assumed it had probably been left behind at the collision sight. It was really less sweeping and more of a prop-enhanced fidgeting. At least the floor looked clean already.

In a folding chair near the corner, Luka slumped half-comatose onto a freshly cleared table. She was seriously drained, her eyes closed and her position kinked like she hadn't even bothered to get comfortable. It looked like the tidy up had really done her in. Yuuma wondered if she was actually asleep or just lying still, but he wasn't about to tap her shoulder and ask.

The room stayed quiet for a moment as Kaito hummed a gentle tune. The card game in the next room became audible as it picked up again.

"I change the color to…blue."

"AH-HAH! YES! I was waiting for blue! How about THAT, eh Len?"

"You're not supposed to tell me that, stupid…Now I might try to change it back."

"NOOOOO!"

The dialogue in the cafeteria faded to background noise as the net attention in the room was suddenly drawn elsewhere, like iron to a magnet. Ah, Miku was back.

"What're you guys sitting around for? Are we getting out of here or what?"

Gakupo walked slowly, enjoying the light from the hallway windows as he made his way towards the staircase. The last clouds that had dotted the sky during his earlier shopping had faded away, leaving only blue. Such a nice day; perhaps it hadn't actually been necessary to track down his jacket, after all that. He had thought it would be an easy stop into studio C to retrieve it before heading to the lower level, but when it was nowhere to be found, the whole ordeal became slightly more complicated. In reality the only reason it had been so difficult was because he'd gotten turned around and had actually been searching studio A. Oops. Not that it mattered now, at least he'd gotten some exercise.

As his foot met the last step before reaching the ground floor, Gakupo noted that it was oddly silent. It was very unlikely that his friends (particularly the youngest three) were still working, and even less so that they would do it quietly. Confused, he poked his head through the doorway to the foyer, and received a partial explanation. Luka seemed to be asleep on the table.

"Luka-San?..."

There came no answer. It would be better to check somewhere else for the others, then, and not disturb her-

"...What?"

Raising her head slowly like a demon out of the fog, Luka answered finally. She eyed Gakupo sharply. He shivered, suddenly feeling very much like a knight armed with a toothpick.

"Ah...are you... alright?... Where is everyone?..."

The tension broke and Luka sighed, leaning back in her chair.

"Miku rounded everyone up for a trip back to the apartment. I stayed here so I could have some peace and quiet."

Gakupo nodded knowingly. The Crypton apartment complex was only about a block away, so quite a few of the company's vocalists lived there. The only downside was that it could get a bit crazy.

"What about Yuuma?," he asked, trying to solve the last piece of the puzzle. Gakupo was pretty sure he didn't live there with the rest of the group; Miku would definitely have mentioned it.

"They dragged him along too. I suppose it's a friendly gesture, but regardless, he has my sympathy…"

The young woman blew a strand of hair away from her face before setting her elbow down on the table to lean on. At least, that's what Gakupo assumed the purpose of it was, but she never quite made it through the whole motion.

"Ahhhhggg!"

It seemed Luka really had been in a deep sleep. She'd drooled on the table. Immersed in rage without a target, she froze, staring at the puddle. Her eye twitched as something in behind it overloaded.

"Ah, would you like me to get a paper tow-"

"Shut up! This is never. Going to be mentioned. Again. Got it?!"

"O-okay, but-"

"NEVER, GAKUPO."

"Does that mean you don't want me to get a-"

"I SAID SHUT UUUUUP!"

'Hello, welcome to Crypton Apartment Complex! Please remove your muddy footwear at the entrance.'

The large poster hung quite conspicuously on the entrance door to the building. From the looks of it, the design was courtesy of MS Word presets. Nifty... It also seemed to somewhat defeat the purpose of a clear, glass doorway, but that didn't seem to bother the twins as they bustled in ahead of everyone else. Len quickly gestured towards a nearby elevator.

"Come on, let's head to Floor Two. Kaito lives down here, but the rest of us are on the next level."

"Kaito's place is kinda boring anyways," Rin said. Kaito smiled cheerfully like it wasn't an insult.

Upon Miku's arrival, Yuuma had found himself dragged on this outing. (Of course it quickly became an "inning" as he realized the complex was only about a block away.) He had been a bit surprised to learn that everyone in the room other than himself lived in the same building, but he supposed that made things easier now that they were so insistent about showing him around their apartments. When the metal doors parted at the second floor, Miku took the lead and whipped out a sequined clutch purse from seemingly nowhere. What the hell?... She didn't even seem to have any pockets on that outfit.

Miku dug her whole fist into the bag, causing a container of lip balm to tumble on to the floor. She scowled, and an eyeliner pen also found itself three feet lower than it had been a second ago.

"I've got the spare on me if you want it, Miku. It's in the top pocket of my purse so it's probably easier to find."

Rin slung a green bag off of her shoulder that- had that even been there before? The strap on it was inconveniently long, shouldn't it have been more conspicuous flopping around at her side?

Miku just kept digging.

"No, I'll find my own stupid keys. I need like a smaller purse or something. Stupid pockets everywhere in this thing"

…That purse was basically the size of a greeting card. Wouldn't a smaller one just be a wallet? How would eyeliner fit in a wallet?... Actually, how did it even fit in a greeting card?

A context-less picture of a koala joined it's two inanimate companions on the ground. Yuuma turned to make eye contact with Kaito, but the other man was watching the scene contently like it was a normal event. Girls were freakin' weird...

"HAH! Keys!"

Miku ripped a jingling keychain from her purse and proceeded to assault the first door on the left. There seemed to be more cheap cell phone decorations hanging from it than actual metal. The door clicked open finally, and Miku shoved it inwards triumphantly.

"Shield your eyes Yuuma, my pad might be too awesome to take in all at once."

Light glowed off of the teal-y blue walls, highlighting a grey leather couch, a large television, and the visible corner of a chrome accented kitchen. Bright vibes soared through the area-for maybe two meters before being swallowed by various piles of abandoned laundry on the floor. There were a lot of those.

"Yeah, bet you've only ever dreamt of seeing so many dirty clothes in one place, eh Yuuma? Pretty amazing." Len didn't even try not to snicker at his own joke, and Miku threw a nearby stuffed animal at him.

"Hilarious. You'd better pick that up. Also the stuff that fell out of my purse. I know where you sleep."

Len rolled his eyes. Obeying some kind of obscure logic, Kaito followed the instructions instead.

"Speaking of where I sleep, we've seen your place, so can we move on now?"

"No!" Miku huffed. "You have to at least come in first. Geez."

"Do I at least get food?" Len monotoned, dawdling through the doorway. Miku thought for a moment.

"Only if you eat the fruit Luka dumped here. If I wanted to eat healthy I'd buy better stuff than that."

Making his way in behind Rin, Yuuma eyed the couch. It seemed like the only obvious destination short of standing there awkwardly. Following a beeline from the doorway, he claimed a seat on the far end. Crunch.

"Oh... Cereal?"

Beneath the pillow was a mostly empty box of chocolate marshmallow something rather, complete with a colorful cartoon mascot on the front.

"Oh, yeah, sorry, I was eating that last night. Forgot it was there"

Yuuma raised an eyebrow.

"Why were you eating chocolate cereal at night?... That doesn't follow any logic at all."

Obviously this was the wrong remark.

"Oh my GOD Yuuma, it was night and I wanted chocolate cereal, okay?! Can I not just like, eat chocolate cereal in my own house? Are you saying I'm fat or something?"

"What? When did I…"

"WHATEVEEEEEER. Rin, Len, your house, go, now."

Arms crossed, she stormed into the hallway, followed by twins with keys. Yuuma hesitated on the couch, and Kaito waited for him patiently.

"What just happened, even?... Is this not psyching you out at all?"

Kaito shrugged, still cheerful.

"This is just normal, really. You never had a girlfriend that was dramatic sometimes like this?"

"Oh, uh, no… Never had a girlfriend. Don't bend that way."

Kaito paused thoughtfully.

"Oh. Your mother, though? Mine was also this way as far as I remember."

Yuuma replied with a blank tone.

"She...wasn't around much."

The blue haired man cocked his head absently, then his smile deepened once again.

"Oh well. Girls are this way, you just learn how to reply and don't worry about it too much. Unless they keep being mad for a long time, then it's hard to fix. Shall we go join the others?"

Hello! Originally this chapter and the next one were going to be one big long one, but I really wanted to make an update so it ended up being separated *le bricked*. Updating makes me happy :D;;;. Anyhoo, there ended up being lots of angry-girl-ness in this chapter, poor guys xD. Hopefully they'll be in a better mood next update. Thank yoooooou for reviews and favourites and follows, I think that joy must be bubbling out of my ears every time I see a new one. Other than that, please tune in next chapter. Bye for now! - Keyami