Meeting at the lake, Miyu greeted Daiki. He wore a blood red shirt, under it a black one, the sleeves a little longer than the red. Under that he wore a long sleeved fishnet shirt. He had black skinny jeans on with a belt that had a skull. He looked piaster than before, as if he hadn't seen the sun in forever. His eyes were outlined in a thick circle. His ears, lip, nose, and eye brow were all pierced, Nails painted black.
Miyu's eyes grew wide as she looked over his form fitting clothes. "Wow… you look like you were born in my country." She said.
"Kuro wonders if Miyu will find her chara this time!" Kuro yelled happily to break the science.
She shrugged, walking in the opposite direction from which she came. "No clue."
"Chara?" Even Daiki's voice sounded different, not as cheery as usual.
"Ni! Chara is what Kuro is! Although everyone think we are mettaninai, we aren't that rare." Kuro giggled happily as he explains. "There are as many chara as there are people, maybe sometimes even more if a person has more than one chara. But it's rare to get over 1."
Daiki listened keeping up with Miyu. "Chara are special in the fact that every chara has a human that they must find. If a chara doesn't find its human before its human grows up and forms a character they can't change, the chara will completely disappear."
"And how will the chara know when they find the right person?" Daiki asked.
Lying on his head, Kuro kicked his feet. "They will just know. Lots and lots of chara gather at the country gatherings to find their humans. Humans that aren't looking for them will never see them. They may have already found their human, but the human is too ignorant to see them." Kuro explained. "Daiki sees Kuro, so Daiki's chara is still looking for him."
"Don't you have chara at your fair?" Miyu asked him. Daiki shook his head. "Well chara of both Tomoshibi and Kuroppai come to the carnival of horrors, although they clump together like water most of the time." She laughed a little.
The dreary, dark sounds of the carnival started to build up as they continued to walk. The tree's fall away, in a huge opening, a large carnival stood. The crowning attraction, the fairs wheel, stood off to the side. None of the lights were like a normal carnival, but everything was gothic style.
Daiki smirked softly, the crowds of people pouring in, passing the announcer:
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to the circus of the strange, the Sideshow of the sinister, and the theater of the bizarre. Enter a realm of dark wonders to indulge in your wickedest dreams, or if you dare explore the shadows of your most diabolical nightmares. Cast your eyes among the cruel oddities of nature, and behold monstrous creatures from the depths of the abyss. Marvel with aw and dismay at the unbelievable death defying acts that teeter on the brink of doom. Leave the mundane world behind, for those that visit this festival of phantasms are never to same again… Step this way…. There is no turning back…."
Standing next to the announcer was a dark haired female. She smiled ushering them in. Following them, she said to Miyu, "When ever you're ready, you can go on."
Miyu nodded. "Alright." She waved a goodbye to the girl, taking Daiki's hand. She dragged him to the middle of the front row, and then left for the stage.