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oO~Trouble with a Glass or More~Oo
Oz sat on the couch with a pensive expression painted on his features as he sipped his cup of tea.
Gilbert groaned as he was slumped over a chair with a depressed aura hanging over him.
And Alice…Alice was eating numerous sweets and cakes on the coffee table as she sat on the floor in front of it.
Cheshire was sitting on the couch next to Oz in his humanoid form, watching his mistress gobbled up the sweets with stunned interest.
"Oh dear," Break said, looking at the three, a lollipop in his mouth, "Why the oppressive atmosphere? Surely facing the Baskervilles wasn't that big of shock?"
"Oh no," Sharon corrected Break, "actually, it seems that Elliot Nightray is the cause of this."
"Elliot Nightray?" Break question, trying to put a name to a face. "Ah, the boy with the short fuse."
Sharon nodded. "It seems that things didn't go exactly as planned for these three, not including Cheshire, of course."
-Flashback-
Jack, Ada, Leo, Elliot, and Alice with Cheshire in her arms walked onto a dirt path after weaving their way through the light thicket of trees.
"Okay, that's it!" Elliot exclaimed. "Who the hell are you?"
"Before answering your question, I have one of my own, if you don't mind," Oz said smiling slightly.
Elliot just gave a wary nod.
The smile slipped off of Jack's lips as his face contorted into a blank expression, with only his eyes conveying the seriousness of the question as well as the underlying anger in his eyes. "How did you know the song 'Lacie'?"
Elliot froze. "How do you know about that!" Elliot demanded. "I don't need to tell you anything!"
"I know because I know the entire song as well as its sorrowful origins," Jack answered emotionlessly.
The pale-taupe-haired boy looked at Jack in unconcealed shock.
'They've been cooperative until now, so what should I tell them?' Oz thought. 'If I tell them who I really am, they might not believe me. Then again they could believe me to be an imposter. On the other hand, if I tell them I am the hero of the Tragedy one hundred years before, they would most likely think that I am either a threat or that I am part of the Baskervilles, though both ideas seem quite unlikely.'
"Now answer my question," Elliot commanded, "Who are you?"
"I am—" Jack began before being cut off by a voice.
"Oz!" Gilbert cried out as he rushed over to the gold-haired man. "Are you alright?"
Jack froze in place as his eye twitched. The gold-haired man tackled poor Gilbert to the ground and proceeded to beat him senseless, ending with him sitting upon the black-haired male's back, arms crossed over his chest as he looked down at his valet.
"What was that for?" Gilbert asked rubbing his head.
"Try and look at the situation before barging in," was all the emerald-eyed man stated.
Gilbert only grumbled under his breath.
Elliot and Leo just stood there with slacked-jaws.
"Gilbert?" Elliot whispered in surprise.
Hearing his name, the black-haired male stopped rubbing his head and looked up at the taupe-haired boy.
"Elliot?" Gilbert asked before looking at the school uniform the teen wore. "Oh, so you go to this school? I didn't know th—"
"GILBERT!" Elliot shouted, slashing his sword down, narrowly missing Gilbert by only a hair.
Gilbert cried out in shock as he dodged the younger Nightray's blade.
"What are you doing here!" Elliot shouted. "Running around a school causing trouble at the age of twenty-four…YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED!"
Gilbert paled and became white with fear.
Leo thought about Elliot's statement and punched his fist into his palm with a small "Aha!"
Elliot then turned to Jack and walked up to him, taking his sword and placing the tip at Jack's throat.
"Who the hell are you?" Elliot demanded once more. "How do you know this man?" he asked referring to Gilbert.
Jack said nothing.
"Elliot!" Gilbert shouted, calling the taupe-haired boy's attention to him. "No one will harm him so long as I live! I'll not hesitate to take out anyone who harms this man; not even you!"
The younger Nightray just looked on at the elder one, stunned.
"He is my master!" Gilbert shouted. "Oz Vesslius!"
"Vessalius…?" Eliot whispered in disbelief.
He took the blade off of Jack's neck and backed away.
"But didn't Oz Vessalius…" Leo spoke up, trailing off.
'Great job, Gil,' Oz thought, 'That's exactly how I wanted to introduce myself.'
"That's right!" Elliot exclaimed. "I was told that Oz Vesslaius died ten years ago! And not only that but I heard the Baskervilles call you 'Jack Vessalius'!"
"Jack and I are one in the same," Oz replied, "But I assure you, I did not die ten years ago. I was sent somewhere and returned just a few weeks before."
"Whatever!" Elliot sputtered before walking away with Leo right behind him.
-End Flashback-
"So Gilbert here is suffering from rejection from his otouto?" Break guessed.
"Shut up," Gilbert said gloomily, his depressed aura growing even thicker around him.
Sharon only giggled as break chuckled behind his sleeve.
"And as for the other one…" Sharon trailed off looking at Alice, who was still eating the many sweets laden on the table. "Alice-san? Why are you sulking?"
Said girl looked up and said, "I'm fine, and I'm not sulking!" She ate another sweet roll. "Why would I be sulking anyway?"
"I see…" Break drawled.
"A useless glutton," Emily stated from her place on Break's shoulder.
WHAM!
CRACK!
BOOM!
"You shall be silent, Break," Sharon said to the figure and his puppet that were now sporting large bumps on their heads as she tossed a large paper fan aside.
"Now, Alice-san," Sharon said turning to the brown-haired girl, "Why don't we go into another room and you can tell me what's wrong? Alright?"
Alice looked at Sharon blankly for a few seconds before regaining her composure. "That's absurd! Why would I—"
She was cut off by the threatening aura that was emanating from the strawberry-blonde-haired girl and felt herself practically shrinking underneath the intimidating atmosphere.
The chocolate-haired girl gave in and went into another room with Sharon and Break.
-Alice, Break & Sharon-
"Oz-sama is ignoring you?" Break and Sharon said together.
"No!" Alice exclaimed. "I mean that he' my big brother too and I haven't a lot of time with him in a while…"
"First he had tea with the clown," Alice began listing, "Then he went crazy about his sister and now he's thinking about that other boy!"
"Why can't he spend a little more time with me?" Alice asked. "I mean, he's the only one that knows me more than I know myself, and he's the one that's taken care of me ever since we came here. So why can't he just spare a little time for me?"
"Then do you mean…" Break began, only to trail off when he felt a presence behind him.
Turning around, the white-haired man saw Sharon with a slight flush on her cheeks and stars in her eyes.
"So…cute…" Sharon said dreamily before charging forward, tossing Break out of her path. "That's so cute Alice-san! I've never seen anyone experience this form of jealousy!"
"Jealous?" Alice asked. "What's that? What does it taste like?"
"Jealousy is a feeling, Alice-san! As for a taste it would be bittersweet!" Sharon exclaimed, going into a rant. "Romance will always have some form of it, but never have I ever seen someone being jealous of familial bonds!"
"What's 'romance'?" Alice asked.
"It's a sweet and happy feeling that almost everyone experiences sometime in their lives!" Sharon exclaimed.
As Sharon continued on her rant, Break got up off of the floor. He smiled and said, "It seems that Milady's 'girl-switch' has been activated."
"I-I don't need help from the any of y—" Alice said before she was cut off by a small sniffle.
She turned to Sharon and gasped a little. "'Any of you?'" Sharon asked. "That's right, you've never called me by my name! Ah! That's it! Why don't you call me 'Sharon-onee-sama'?"
"Why?" Alice asked, trying to back away from the strawberry-blonde.
"Don't let the details worry you," Sharon said, a threatening aura beginning to erupt around her. "Go on now; Don't. Be. Shy."
Alice shrunk back be before choking out with a grimace, "S…Sh…Sha…Sharon…Onee…sama…"
"KYAAAA!" Sharon cried out with glee. "Did you hear that Break? It feels as though I really have a little sister!"
Break laughed. "It may seem that way Milady," he said, still laughing, "But no matter how hard you try, you'll still seem like an old lady who's going around picking up childr—"
WHAM!
BOOM!
CRACK!
Break and Emily lay on the floor with a tiny geyser of blood spouting out of the tops of their heads.
"Now, Alice-san," Sharon said, putting the large paper fan back from wherever she'd pulled it out of in the first place, "Your Onee-sama will teach you all that you need to know!"
"What are these?" Alice asked, looking at the numerous novels that Sharon had laid out in front of them.
"These are the Romance Sagas," Sharon stated.
"Romance Sagas?" Alice questioned.
Sharon nodded as she opened the book and read a quote out of the book for her. "'I fear he is slowly slipping away from between my fingers. For he barks happily at many whom he meets, though he seems to forget that I am still here. What must I do? He does not spare even the shortest of minutes with me! '"
"That's almost like me!" Alice exclaimed. "What happens next, Sharon-Onee-sama?"
Sharon turned the pages as she explained everything that the heroine of the story went through. "The Heroine goes through many trials and does all she can to defeat her foes. And eventually, she is rewarded with something she had always wanted; Love." But right there, Sharon snapped the book shut.
"Why did you close it?" Alice asked.
"N-Nothing!" Sharon squeaked, thinking about the kissing scene illustration. "I don't think you're quite ready for that stage, Alice-san."
"Are you talking about kissing?" Alice asked.
Sharon squealed in shock.
"Oz and I have already done that," Alice said indifferently.
Sharon dropped the book…
…and all hell broke loose.
"YOU WOLF IN RABBIT'S CLOTHING!" Sharon's voice resonated throughout the entire manor.
WHAM!
BOOM!
CRACK!
Oz lay on the floor with several well-sized lumps on his head, courtesy of the two wooden fans Sharon held in her hands.
"Milady, I don't think it would be good idea to beat Oz-sama like that," Break said before explaining something, "Alice-san had kissed Oz-sama only because the situation required it. Illegal Contractors and Legal Contractors, in Oz-sama's case, must have a blood exchange in order to solidify the Contract."
"O-Oh," Sharon said embarrassed, "If you'd told me that sooner, Oz-sama, I wouldn't have gone about acting the way I did."
"You never gave me a chance to explain myself, dear Lady," Oz said, his voice slightly muffled by the soft plush carpet of the room.
Sharon just flushed in embarrassment as she hid the wooden fans in god knows where.
Gilbert on the other hand muttered incoherently, leaning up against the wall beside the double doors. "O-Oz…k-kissed…?"
At that moment, the doors of the room burst open to reveal Oscar with two maids, each pushing a cart. Unfortunately for Gilbert, he was smacked right in the face with one of the doors
"Yo, everyone!" Oscar greeted.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the man who was accused of stealing the girls' unfiroms?" Break drawled. "What a pervert!"
"Do you even know what you're saying Xerxes?" Oscar asked, a scary look on his face.
"Being looked upon with scorn is something you're good at, you scumbag," Break said as he watched the dreamy expression on Oscar's face.
"La?" Break said as he noticed the glasses of what looked like juice on the carts the maids had wheeled in. "Is that juice?"
Oscar nodded. "Even though we hadn't found out who Ada likes, I thought it might be a good idea to just kick back and celebrate for once."
Oz winced imperceptibly when Oscar mentioned Ada's crush. 'Well, you never found out, but I definitely know who it is and that she needs to be careful around him. Though, if you found out, you just might have a heart attack.'
"Well, everyone," Oscar said, "Take a glass and let's celebrate!"
And with that everyone took a glass; Oz, though, with a little suspicion. 'He's up to something…' he thought.
Everyone stood around a small table and held their glasses in the air as they all shouted, "Cheers!"
-One Hour Later-
"I knew something was up," Oz muttered as he looked at the slumped over bodies with flushed faces of his companions, "That definitely wasn't juice."
"What are you talking about?" Oscar asked. "It's just juice with a little alcohol mixed in."
"That would be known as 'wine' to the rest of the world, Uncle," Oz stated dryly.
"Now, now," Oscar waved the matter away, "Don't fret about the smaller details."
"At least I had sense enough to stop before even finishing my own glass, Uncle," Oz pointed out. "And you were good at holding down your liquor, but not everyone can do that, Uncle Oscar."
"Anyway," Oscar said, handing Oz an empty glass and filling it up to the brim with more wine, "You're twenty-five, so it really doesn't matter. Then there's Sharon-san who's about twenty-three, Break who's somewhere in his early thirties or so, Emily's just a doll, Alice-san and Cheshire-san are Chains in the first place, and Gilbert who's just a year younger than you."
"That may be true, but still…" Oz said, trailing off, tipping the wine over the side of the couch and into a potted plant.
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"Twenty-five…" Oscar muttered, the flush on his face deepening with the concentrated expression pasted on his face.
"What are you mumbling about now?" Jack asked exasperatedly.
"Nothing~," Oscar said quickly turning away, whistling a random tune.
Just then, Alice and Cheshire woke up (Cheshire in his humanoid form).
"Ah! Look! Cheshire-san and Alice-san are awake!" Oscar exclaimed, pointing at the two Chains as he watched excitedly.
"Nya?" Cheshire mewed in confusion as he looked around before his gaze rested on Oz.
The Neko-Chain grinned and charged at the gold-haired man, who unfortunately had no time to dodge, causing the both of them to end up on the ground, the Chain on top of Jack.
Cheshire began purring as he rubbed his head against the man's chest.
"Cheshire?" Alice called sweetly.
The cat-Chain stopped its actions and sprinted over to Alice where he ran around her legs for a minute before settling on the ground in front of her.
Oz just sat up, trying to soothe the bump that had appeared on the back of his head as a result of Cheshire's charging at him.
"Ne, Cheshire…" the brown-haired girl said as she sat down in front of the Chain. "I really like you, you know that, right?" she began inching forward, her lips moving closer and closer to the cat's.
Oz finally saw what was happening, and quickly ran over to try and stop them. He dove in between the two Chains and tried pushing them apart, but to no avail. Instead, Cheshire's lips landed on Oz's right cheek as Alice's landed on his left.
Upon realization, Cheshire, promptly threw the gold-haired man aside, causing him to land on Break, who'd just woken up.
Oz tried to get up off of the white-haired man, only to find that he was unable to do so. He struggled harder to get free of Break's arms around him, only to find that the harder he struggled, the tighter the white-haired man's arms would be around him.
"Ne, Oz-sama," Break mumbled, alcohol strong on his breath, "I wouldn't do that if I were you. You just might give me the wrong idea…"
Upon hearing that, Oz stopped his struggling as his face turned beet-red.
Break sat up, holding the gold-haired man on his lap.
Oz looked up at Break's face to see that his usually calm and secretive expression was replaced by a strong, yet faint blush across his cheeks and glazed eyes as well as a…content expression?
"Break…" Oz said slowly, "You know you're drunk, so why don't you let me go now, alright?"
"Don't wanna let teddy bear go!" Break whined, clutching Oz closer to him. "You're my teddy bear!"
"Let-push-me-shove-go!" Oz shouted trying to get out of the white-haired man's arms.
Oz struggled for a few more minutes before he managed to escape the prison that is Break's arms.
He looked around for something and spotted a vase on a nearby table. He inched towards it, all the while keeping his eyes trained on Break. He grabbed it and bashed it over the white-haired man's head.
Break slumped over, unconscious.
Jack sighed in relief and sat on the arm of the couch.
But unfortunately, nothing was content for long.
"Who're ya callin' sheaweed-head!" a voice bellowed/slurred.
Oz fell off the arm of the couch in surprise.
"Haha! Gil could never hold down his liquor," Oscar said, chuckling, watching the scene from behind the couch.
"I never thought it bothered him that much," Oz muttered.
"He's an angry drunk," Break laughed as he slung his arms around Oz's shoulders and hugged the younger man close to him.
"Break?" Jack exclaimed. 'I thought I knocked him out!'
"Did you miss me my cuddly little teddy weddy?" the white-haired male cooed, nuzzling nuzzled the gold-haired male's cheek.
'All right, what do I do now?' Jack thought as he looked around the room for something to use against Break. His eyes fell on the drapes pulled back from the windows.'Aha!'
"Break," Jack said in almost a childish tone, "Teddy wants to go and see the sky!" 'I can't believe I'm doing this!'
"Okay! Teddy wants to see the pretty stars and the cute little moon!" Break sang as he dragged the gold-haired man with him to the window. But before he knew what was going on, Oz had pulled the drapes over Break and wrapped in up like one would a mummy, only leaving the white-haired drunk's head out to breathe.
Unfortunately for Oz, that ws the exact time he decided to tune back into the shouting that Alice and Gilbert were doing.
"Got dat, Baka Ushagi!" Gilbert slurred at a maid who was close to tears.
"What's wif ya callin' me Baka Ushagi?" Alice slurred at the same maid.
"What don't you undershtand!" Gilbert shouted.
"I don't undershatnd what's up with you stupid seaweed-head!" Alice shouted back.
One maid grabbed Alice while Oz grabbed Gilbert, and turned them so they faced each other.
Unfortunately, that probably wasn't the best idea after all…
Because just then, Alice suddenly changed into her B-Rabbit form as she laughed haughtily, albeit drunk.
"Eh?" Oz cried out before remembering that he was so preoccupied with trying to keep everyone from doing things they shouldn't, that he almost forgot about keeping a tight hold on Alice's powers.
Oz redid the seal upon the brown-haired girl just as Gilbert grabbed him from behind and pulled the gold-haired man to his chest, despite the fact that Oz towered over him by about three or four inches at the most.
"Gil?" Jack exclaimed in surprise. "What are you doing?"
"I'm-hic-protectin' my mashter-hic," Gilbert said as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Alice stared off into space for a while before her glazed eyes focused on the two men. Though, in her eyes, they were in a passionate embrace.
Violet orbs widened. "Let go of my big broder (brother) ya sheaweed-head!" she slurred, tugging Oz's right arm.
"He'sh not your broder, he'sh my mashter!" Gilbert retorted, pulling Jack's left arm.
"No-nya! He'sh mine!" Cheshire hissed as he tugged the gold-haired male from the clutches of the black-haired male and the brown-haired Chain.
"Cheshire?" Oz exclaimed as he helplessly squirmed in the Neko-Chain's arms.
"Gimme my-hic-Mashter back-hic-," Gilbert hiccpued as he tugged on Oz's right arm.
"He'sh my broder!" Alice slurred, pulling Oz's left arm.
"Mine-nya!" Cheshire hissed as he tried tugging Oz from around the waist.
"Ara?" Break asked as he rubbed his head and looked around. "What happened? I could have sworn just drinking a few glasses of juice…"
"Someone help me!" Oz suddenly shouted.
At that, Sharon who'd been dozing on the couch looked up and gave a small giggle.
Three holes appeared in the ground underneath both Chains and man that were fighting over the gold-haired male.
Oz stared blankly at the ground until he heard a familiar whinny.
Looking up, Jack saw his uncle scrambling away from Eques who was standing behind the couch where a drunk Sharon lay.
"Eques?" Oz exclaimed before looking into each of the three holes in the floor, panicking. "Alice? Gil? Cheshire? Are you all alright?"
Oz continued calling for them until he heard footsteps headed his way. Looking up, he saw a flushed Sharon standing in front of him, a lazy grin on her lips.
"I saved you!" Sharon giggled before collapsing into Oz's arms.
Just then, Alice, Gilbert and Cheshire skipped back into the room, each holding a basket fully of flower petals.
Jack, Oscar, and Break watched as the three of them danced around the room, scattering flower petals about the room singing the nursery rhyme, "A-Tisket-A-Tasket".
This continued for a few more minute until each collapsed from exhaustion.
Silence reigned over the room for a few moments.
"That was unexpected," Break said, breaking the quiet.
Oz and Oscar nodded in agreement as the gold-haired man laid the strawberry-blonde-haired girl on the couch.
"Well," Oscar said, "Let's all have another round!"
Oz just slammed his fist into his uncle's head in response.
-Balcony-
"Elliot Nightray, huh?" Break muttered to himself.
"I should have known you were here, Break," Oz said, coming to stand next to the white-haired man, "Everyone else is out like light."
Break looked at Oz for a split second before sipping at his wine and say in, what seemed to be a somewhat drunk voice, "That's right! I'll be hitting the sack soon, too!"
"Hmm, I see…" Oz said, "Or so I may say, but you're truly not very drunk are you? At least not right now you aren't."
Oz smirked at the white-haired male.
Break spit out his wine and looked at oz with a grimace before wiping the small trail of the alcoholic beverage that was slipping down his chain. "You really are an insufferable brat."
"I'm truly honored by your praise," Oz said lazily, "But why go to the trouble of acting fully drunk when you were only about half of the way there?"
"It would've spoiled the mood," Break said, "And even if I wanted to get completely drunk, I couldn't have done so. I always have a small thought lingering at the back of my head telling me that there is something to live for; something I must do."
"It's still an commendable feat that you can actually hold you liquor; well at least to an extent," Oz said. "Many people usually succumb to its influences after a glass or so, as our friends did."
"True," Break agreed, "but then again, you hadn't taken a single sip, did you?"
Oz chuckled as he shook his head. "No I did, but even I know when to stop. Anyway, who would keep everyone out of trouble if I was drunk as well? Alice and Gilbert as well as Cheshire had done things I highly doubt they would want to remember without being embarrassed. And Sharon-san was just completely out of Character. Uncle Oscar was in control, though he continued to urge everyone. And then there was you…"
At this Break turned to the gold-haired man. "What are you talking about? What do you mean by 'And then there was you…'? What did I do while I was actually drunk?"
"You don't remember?" Oz asked, surprised.
"Would I be asking if I did?" Break deadpanned.
"Ehe, I suppose not, but are you sure you really want to know?" Jack asked, hesitantly.
"Of course," Break said confidently, "I couldn't have done anything that would scar anyone for life."
'I truly beg to differ,' Jack thought with a mental laugh before placing a finger on the white-haired male's forehead as it glowed a faint-white.
Break's confident expression turned to that of a mixture of embarrassment and slight horror.
"My, my," Break said, "I caused quite a bit of trouble, didn't I?"
"You have absolutely no idea," Jack sighed in exasperation.
"But I'm completely flummoxed as to why you couldn't keep me in line as you did for the others?" Break asked with a smirk. "Was I too much for you to handle or were you just plain weak?"
"Oh shut-up why don't you, you git," Jack said as a slight flush crept up his cheeks.
"What'd ya shay?" came Gilbert's voice, heavily laced with the influence of alcohol. "Shtop inshultin' my mashter, Break!"
"And there would be my good friend and valet," Jack said looking towards the black-haired male that was only a year younger than him.
"Ara, please don't pick a fight again," Break said lazily as Raven stumbled lightly as he walked towards the gold-haired male.
"I got shomething-hic-that I need-hic-to tell ya-hic, Mashter," Gilbert slurred, continuing to walk towards Jack.
"What is it?" Jack asked softly as Raven clamped both of his hands down on his shoulders before slumping over.
"Pleashe, Mashter," the black-haired male pleaded as tears fell from the golden orbs, "Pleashe try and take better care of yarshelf. If ya don't, I don't know what I'll do!" And with that Raven slumped to the ground as he cried.
"First he's drunk and then he's gone maudlin?" Jack asked softly, confused, yet amused at the same time.
"If he didn't, then it wouldn't be as much fun, now would it?" Break commented, earning a half-hearted glare from Oz.
"Shut-up, Break," Jack said before turning back to his friend. "Oi, Gil, are you okay?"
Raven stopped crying and looked up and smiled as he said, "Yes, Young Master."
'Young Master?' Jack thought. 'It's been a while since anyone has called me that…'
"I'm sorry, Gil," Oz said, kneeling down next to his friend and placing a hand on his head. "The entire time, I've been gone; you've been carrying on the guilt of not being able to protect me, right?"
"What are talking about, Oz?" Gilbert asked, finally becoming a bit sober.
"I mean that if there is anytime you need to tell me something just tell me, don't keep me away from it thinking you're protecting me or because I might not understand," Oz stated, "I've learned and faced much more during the last ten years in the Abyss than I would have ever thought when I was still fifteen and living an almost care-free life here."
At this point Break had turned to look at Oz as well, a contemplating expression on his face.
"Next time just tell me, when you have the time, about what happened these last ten years and what happened to you," Oz said, "And I'll open up about my own adventures."
Oz stood up and looked up at the glowing crescent moon in the sky. "Everything always begins with knowing yourself and others that have some connection to you. Nothing is never not connected with one another."
Jack's eyes were hooded for a moment before he looked up and bade everyone a goodnight and walked back into the house.
"Oz!" Gilbert called, reaching out to his friend.
"Well, this was interesting," Break said, perching himself on the railing of the terrace. "I don't even know what just happened."
"But you're a bit better, right?" Emily asked.
"Yeah…" Gilbert said, not noticing Break's gaze upon him, as he watched Oz's hand glow a bit as he lifted Alice on his back and a now feline Cheshire on his right shoulder.'He's grown up so much and no one was there to watch him as grew to become what he is today.'
A bientôt,
TsukiyoTenshi