Random Extras
Sometimes when I'm writing I write these little extras that are in the Colours universe but have nothing to do with the story or I can't find a place to put them in. There are a few of them:

New Girlfriend
Setting – Morning at the Lukasiewicz household.

Feliks yawned largely as he shuffled towards the kitchen, pulling his robe tighter around himself as he did so. Today was a special day for him; normally he wouldn't dare leave his room au natural—he didn't even comb out his hair, ah!—but his beauty sleep that night had been interrupted several times by a noisy bird who couldn't understand just how deeply he needed to be in his REM cycle to continue to achieve the glorious level that is his daily looking self. Ah, if that stupid bird built a nest outside his window he would have to get Toris to come over and take it down. He chuckled evilly under his breath as he rounded the corner and entered the kitchen though immediately froze when a woman he didn't know turned to him and smiled.

"Good morning." She said simply before she continued on, her very short shirk swishing from side to side with every click of her six inch heels. Feliks just stared, oddly transfixed on the woman's appearance. He noted her dark orange skin, her, obviously dyed, red cramped hair, caked on makeup, large silver hoop earrings and low cut, too small top that accentuated her overly large, again obviously fake, chest. It only took him a second look over for him to clue in on who she was. With a quick glace over at in his father direction he reassured his thoughts. He sighed and sent an unimpressed stare over at the man before he walked over to the breakfast table and sat next to him. His father was completely oblivious to the look, he was far too busy leaning over to try and get a better look at the woman's rear end.

"So she's like, your newest skank or something?" Feliks spoke in a quieter tone, not wanting the woman to hear what he was saying. Not that it really mattered, seeing as she was wearing earphones.

The older man turned to him, seeming to just notice his presence. "She's no skank! Just look at her! She's a beautiful high class woman! Go on, look. It'll be good for you."

Feliks rolled his eyes though did as the man requested, now noticing her long French tip nails. He nearly gagged at the overall kitschy-ness of the woman. "Gah, she badly needs a lesson on how to use blush, like, bad."

The man threw his hands up in the air in an exasperated manner as he tried to figure out just how his son could look at this prime example of woman and only care about her makeup. "There is something wrong with your head, boy."

"There is something really wrong with you for wanting to have sex with that." It was then Feliks' mind decided to imagine what it would be like to kiss those overly done up lips and he physically shuttered at the thought. "Totally cute stilettos though."

His father shook his head and rubbed his temples. "If your mother was here…"

"If my mother was here she would totally take me shoe shopping like, right this second. By the way I totally blame you for my huge grotesque feet."

"You have normal sized male feet—"

"I know! Isn't it terrible?" Feliks cried. "It takes forever to find shoes that fit!"

At this point the older man decided to give up, knowing he wouldn't get through to the boy when he was in this state. He looked over at Feliks and noticed something new. He smiled widely. "Ahh, there he is. I hadn't seen my son in while."

Feliks glared at him, slightly hurt. "Daddy, you see me everyday."

"Not without all that shit I don't." He moved his hand around his face, indicating he was talking about makeup. Feliks glanced towards the woman and frowned. Was he seriously saying he had a problem with makeup right now? His father continued. "It's good to see you comfortable every now and then. It's stupid that I have to see you dolled up all the time, like you can't even trust your own father with your real self."

Feliks blinked, taken about by the man's words. It took him a moment to allow the words to sink in but when they did he smiled. "Aw~~ my dolled up self is my real self but thanks for calling me pretty, daddy."

The man snorted and rolled his eyes. "You would make this a lot easier if I knew whither I should call you 'son' or 'daughter'"

Feliks also rolled his eyes, though the smile still lingered on his face. Both the males' attention was bought back to the woman in front of them, who had loudly cheered to a song she was listening to and begun to dance, completely lost in her own little world. Feliks held back laughter while his father simply watched, quite enjoying himself.

"I totally hope this is just a sex thing, for your sake." Feliks commented. "Cause I've seen her future and she's a total slut."

His father waved him off as he continued watching. "Don't you go all oracle on me now, just let me enjoy myself."

Again Feliks rolled his eyes. "Fine, whatever. Just remember to get yourself checked out and shit and don't blame me when it comes back positive cause I totally warned you."

That statement made his father chuckle and he pried his eyes off the dancing woman to reach over and affectionately pull his son into a one armed hug. It was now that the woman seemed to be done with whatever she was doing and she scuffled over to plant a kiss on the father's cheek. "I have to head off to work now but I'll see you tonight, okay?' After getting an affirmative she turned to Feliks and smiled and Feliks was almost surprised to find that her teeth weren't overly white. "It was nice finally meeting you." With that she walked off, the fading clicks of her heels echoing throughout the house.

Feliks looked to his father. "So what does she do, anyway?"

"Kasha? She's a university professor." He laughed at his son's stunned look. "You don't think I would go out with some dumb slut, would you?"

For once, Feliks refrained from commenting.

Switzerland's ability captivities
After some serious completion Lilly decided to ask her brother about it. "Big brother?" Vash turned to her, clearly showing he was listening. She mentioned to the phone in her hand. "Mommy forgot to tell me the password to unlock the phone. Do you know it?"

There was a small pause before Vash held out his hand. "Here, let me try." Lilly handed him the phone and he stared at it, his eyes settling on a small lock icon on the screen. Password protected, huh? Well, technically it was a lock so…

He stared at the screen for a minute or so before he passed it back to his sister. "Here."

Lilly blinked at the now unlocked phone before she looked back at her brother with new found respect. "B-big brother! I didn't know your ability worked on digital locks too!"

"Yeah. Neither did I."

The Right Age
"Aniki, how long should you wait to lose your virginity?"

If Yao had been drinking something, he could have done a spit take, but because he certainly didn't have a beverage in hand he showed his surprise through choking on the air. He snapped his head around to look at the boy. "T-talk to you parents about that, aru!"

"Do you know how much it costs to call South Korea?" Yong Soo replied hotly. "And you're my guardian, da~ze! You have to tell me these things!"

"I don't have to do anything! Where did you get that stupid idea from?"

"The internet!" Yong Soo answered in full confidence. Yao suppressed the urge to throw something at him. "But I can't use a machine for this answer! I need flesh!"

"Then ask Mr or Mrs Honda! You live with them, aru!"

"I can't ask them their—!" He paused to glance around before he whispered. "Their Japanese."

Sometimes Yao wondered if Yong Soo was aware of how off he was. "That doesn't matter! Don't be racist!"

Yong Soo liked appalled at the thought. "It's not racist! Don't you read manga? They always make a big deal about the kiss and not the—"

"Just ask them!" Yao finalized. He looked away from Yong Soo's dejected face and tried to refocus on the book he was reading before he got interrupted though hands latching onto his arm stopped him.

"Please please please please answer Aniki! I don't want to do it before I should and live with herpes the rest of my life!" He looked up at the man pleadingly. "I need to know! What if Alfred wants to do something and I'm not—"

"Alfred?" Well that got Yao's full attention. His eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Is he making you do dirty things?"

"Wha—no! Alfred's not like that, da~ze! Why are you so weird?" With that Yong Soo crossed his arms and determinately looked away with a huff.

Yao groaned and rubbed his forehead in a vain attempt to fight back the forming headache. He was far too old to be dealing with stupid teenagers. "How old are you?"

Yong Soo watched him from the corner of his eye. "…Fourteen."

"…Four more years."

Yong Soo immediately spun back round to face him, astonished. "Four years? But that's so long~~!"

"You asked and I answered, aru! Four years!"

"But even you must have done it before that!"

Yao stood and began stomping away. Yong Soo instantly gave chase.

"Nooo~! Aniki I'm sorry come back!"

Deleted concept: I was going to give Yong Soo a phobia but a thorough reconsideration of his character made me scrap the idea. The character of Malaysia, or Raiman, belongs to ArisaLyeanna not me.
Setting – Outside the Honda residence (where Yong Soo is currently residing).
Plz plz come over asap! Plzplzplz!
-Yong Soo

Alfred read over the rather fanatic sounding text one last time before he stepped up to the front porch. Whatever Yong Soo needed from him better be good; he was halfway through the once-in-a-blue-moon take out night when he got the message. He pocketed his phone before he made to knock on the door but before he could the door flew open and Yong Soo threw himself at him, entangling both his arms and his legs around his body. "Alfred! You're here you're here you're here!"

Alfred stumbled backwards but was maliciously able to keep his balance. He couldn't keep it up from long though; Yong Soo may be smaller than him but he was still heavy. "Whoa! Okay, glad to see you missed me."

Yong Soo didn't reply, he just continued with his full body hug, his face buried into the other's shirt. Alfred's legs began to tremble and he knew he had to say something. "Uh, can you get off me now? You're kind of heavy."

The dark haired boy unfurled his legs and allowed them to slap back to the ground so he could support himself, but didn't break the hug. It took a while for Alfred to realize he was crying. "Whoa whoa, whoa!" He pulled the Yong Soo off him so he could look at his face. "Yong Soo, what's wrong?"

Yong Soo sniffled pathetically before he just blunted everything out. "I can't be alone! It's terrifying to me! Kiku and his parents don't know but they all left so suddenly I had to walk back to the house by myself today and I thought I would die and-and they didn't have the soda I like at the cafeteria today and-and—!" He was cut off when Alfred pulled him into another hug, allowing him to weep onto his chest.

He waited until Yong Soo had calmed down before he spoke. "Come over to my house for a bit. My dads, Mattie and some guy named Raiman are all there. We'll all hang together, okay?" Yong Soo detached himself from the blond and nodded, hastily wiping the tears from his face. They made sure the house was locked up before the two made their way to Alfred's home. It took several minutes of Yong Soo constantly glancing over at him before Alfred took his hand and gave it a small squeeze. The corners of the Korean's mouth tugged upward as he wiped his eyes again.

"Does this mean I'm going to meet your parents, da~ze? This is a big step in our relationship!"

"Uh, sure?"

Warning! Mild spoiler for those who have not read to the end of chapter 35: Discovery.

Still a Little Shaky
Setting – Michelle's household, shortly after the hospital events in chapter 34-36
"Michelle? Michelle~!"

Said girl appeared in the bathroom door, frowning at the woman happily submerged in the tub. "Moo~~~~oom! How many times do I have to tell you? It's Chelles! Chelles~~~!"

The mother smiled sheepishly. "Oh~ I'm sorry sweetie! I was just wondering if you would heat up my water for me. I've been in here so long I'm afraid it's gone cold."

To her surprise Michelle didn't jump over to eagerly showcase her ability like she normally would. She just stood there, suddenly rigid. "Can't you just run more hot water?"

"Why would I waste water when I have a lovely daughter with such an amazing ability?"

To her further shock Michelle sharply turned and ran off, shouting, "You just don't get it, mom!"

"Michelle!" She called, hoping for the girl to some back. When she realized that wasn't going to happen she groaned, allowing herself a few more moments in the tub before she pulled out the plug and allowed the water to slowly empty down the drain. Not waiting for the tub to fully empty she took a deep breath and heaved herself out of the bathtub and into her wheelchair. She grabbed a couple of towels and hastily covered herself before she made her way over to her child's room. Quickly reaching her destination she pushed open the door and saw Michelle laying face down in her pillow, brooding. She sighed before she wheeled over. "Sweetie you can't suddenly run off like that, you know I can't keep up."

Michelle snuffled but said nothing. Her mother paused before she smirked. "Wow, it's been a while since I've heard the house so quiet. Maybe I should just go and—"

"No~~~" Came the girl's response from deep within the pillow. Reluctantly she pried her face away and sat up, staring down at the floor pathetically as she wiped her nose. "The last time I used my ability I burned Gilbert."

Her mother sighed yet again. This was the first time she had heard about this from Michelle but both Yao and Kaoru had warned her about it beforehand. "Gilbert? That one boy who teases you all the time? Well, it's about time he got his comeuppance."

"Moo~~~oom!" Michelle whined, pouting when that had elicited a smile. "You don't understand! I haven't burnt anyone since, since—!" She gestured down to her mother's bare left leg where a fainted burn mark was showing. She looked down at where Michelle was pointing and laughed. "Don't tell me you're still upset about that. Sweetie, I already lost all feeling in both legs when you burnt it. To this day I haven't felt a thing.

Michelle wasn't convinced. "But what if I've gone backwards? What if I never learn how to use my ability right? What if—" She gasped. "What if I'm not worthy and they take my ability away or I end up in a coma! What if—"

"Chelles." The nickname stopped the preteen dead and she looked at her parent expectantly. "First of all, I highly doubt someone would just come by and take away your gift. If there was someone like that than that Gilbert fellow would have had his taken ages ago from what I hear about him." She smiled when the comment caused the girl grin widely. It was teetering on sadistic but it was still a smile. "Plus, the most dangerous thing you can do with your ability is…?" It took quite a bit of staring and nudging before Michele unwilling completed the statement. "…not use it."

"There we go." She mention for her daughter to come closer and when she had pulled her into a tight embrace. "Its human nature to makes mistakes, sweetie, it's what you learn from them that makes you grow." Adding an extra squeeze for good measure she broke the hug. "Now if you excuse me, a certain younger lady took my attention before I could clothe myself." She turned her chair around and began to leave. "Ah, Chelles, could you put a pot of water on to boil while I change?"

Michelle eagerly jumped up and started skipping around her mother. "Should I boil it myself?"

"No, that's fine, let the stove do what it's there for. The thing cost me a fortune, it might as well do its job every once in a while."

Warning! Spoiler for those who have not read to the end of chapter 38: Boyfriend.

Gilbert's 'disability'
Setting – Any school day after the events in chapter 38: Boyfriend.
Spotting his blond friend Gilbert made his way over. "Okay so my awesome self is here. What's so important that I had to stop watching Jarvis see how many marshmallows he could fit in his mouth and still stay 'fuzzylumpkins'?"

Matthew didn't reply. Instead, he approached Gilbert with a small smirk before he grabbed onto his shirt and pulled their lips together. Gilbert made a noise of surprise before he pulled away. He blinked at his boyfriend in mild shock, making Matthew laugh. "Whoa! What the hell was that about?"

Matthew shrugged before he looked down at Gilbert's shirt. "I don't know. We just—I mean, we're a new couple and we've barely spent any time together."

"So…your idea of spending time together is go and make out during school hours?"

A bright flush spread across Matthew's face as he slowly nodded. "I-I guess…"

An excited grin spread across Gilbert's face. "Sweet!" He proclaimed before he attacked Matthew's lips, and this time Matthew made a noise of surprise making Gilbert chuckle into his mouth.

As soon as Matthew collected his bearings the true game had began. Wet muscles fought for dominance while hands couldn't help but wonder about. The only thing bad about the whole ordeal is that it ended. Far sooner than Matthew would have liked Gilbert broke away, making Matthew release a groan of displeasure.

"Yeah, I know I know just hold up." Gilbert responded. Matthew made a face but said nothing, just watched his boyfriend as he took his sweet time mulling something over in his head. Finally, Gilbert sighed. "Fuck, yeah. Sorry Birdie, but I'm gonna have to call a rain check on this."

That, Matthew wasn't expecting. "W-what? But why I—" His eyes widened in mild horror before he quickly covered his mouth. "I-it's not my breath, is it?" Damn it, why did he eat onions before this?

Gilbert laughed harder than he probably should have. "Nah, your breath's fine, it's just…" He paused to find the right way to word it. "I've got this big test next period and making out with you is kind of messing with the information in my head…"

Realizing it was his ability's fault they had to stop, Matthew unintentionally groaned. Though after realizing what he did he immediately began spewing out apologies. "I-I'm so sorry! That was really insensitive I—"

"Don't, I feel the same way." Gilbert held one of Matthew's hands and pulled him closer. "Seriously, Mattie, you have no idea how hot you are. All I want to do is throw you to the ground and fuck you so hard you can't sit right for a week." He couldn't help the chuckle when he saw just how red he had made the Canadian. "But we got to take this slow. I'll learn how to turn this stupid ability on and off but it'll take some time. Just bear with me and I swear I make it worth your while." With that he let go of Matthew's hand. "I gotta study. If I fail I'm screwed."

Matthew nodded dumbly and with one last peck on the cheek Gilbert turned and started his way back to the school. Matthew watched as he walked, titling his head so he could get a better view of his boyfriend's rear. He had never really thought about doing the deed with Gilbert before. He just assumed it was something that would eventually happen when they were ready but after that it was now the only thing on Matthew's mind.

He could only hope Gilbert would get his ability under control soon.

Notes:

Feliks' father: I don't know why but imaging Feliks' father as an overweight half balding artificially tanned European man with gaudy tastes seemed so right. What's wrong with me?

Vash's ability: For those who forget, seeing as I mentioned this like forever ago, Vash's ability is to unlock things.

Yong Soo's curiosity: I think Yong Soo has this idea that if you have sex before the appropriate age you automatically get an STD. Pst.

Yong Soo's phobia: Autophobia, the fear of being alone.

Michelle's mother: I quite literally made up her mother background story as I was writing that little drabble so it's not really that important at all. Nevertheless I want to include it: Michelle's mother was an up and coming gymnast when a hit and run left her paralyzed from the waist down. After some years of brooding she met her husband and rekindled her athletic spirit in wheelchair racing. So for those wondering no, Michelle was not the cause of her mother being in a wheelchair, she was in there before Michelle was even born. Yep.