Days seemed to blend together as she got used to her new home. It was strange to be truthful. There wasn't a day that there wasn't something going on within the home, yet she kept to herself and did as asked by Kanae. She hid in the shadows, keeping her mind and mouth shut as she moved around the home. The last thing she needed was an intrusion on her inner peace. Not that she got it often, most of the others barely noticed she was there. Kanae tried to get her involved in things, making her feel comfortable in the home, but Jenny would always smile and thank her for her kindness yet decline the activity at hand. It helped that she was also away from the place as well with work or just clearing her mind from the haunting visions that claimed her head. So, there really was no reason for her to get too involved.

"Hey Jenny here's the file they were asking you for." one of the assistants handed her.

With a curt smile, she nodded and bowed to her, thanking her in the process of it.

"You're quite welcome." she replied to her, giving a small sigh, "It stinks you can't talk."

Jenny shrugged at her, pulling out a pad, "It is what it is."

"I know but I wish you could. I think you'd have an amazing voice and the stuff within your head could be let out like crazy. You're so smart. Writing it all down must get tiresome after a bit."

"It has its moments. It's why I use the computer now." Jenny wrote down.

"No kidding. Ever think of writing a novel? You're creative enough I think, you talk about the Nightengale story all the time of the woman, why not write it?"

"That story was already written."

"Really? When?"

"Try about one-hundred and thirty years ago."

"Geez, I'm out of the loop." she smiled at her.

"I see that. The story has another based off of it. Well, the woman within it."

"Which one?"

"The Snow Queen."

"You mean Elsa and that Frozen movie?"

"Frozen movie?"

"Now you're out of the loop Jenny." she laughed, "It's a popular kid movie that came out not too long ago."

Jenny silently chuckled, "Then no, well maybe like it, I haven't seen it but I know this one has a darker meaning behind it."

"Oh really? She kills everyone off in it?"

"With how the man reacted to her not reciprocating his affection, might as well have."

"Oh, she turned him down flat then."

Jenny nodded lightly, seeing the man within her head, something so strange that she couldn't fully explain, "Try afraid of hurting a good friendship."

"Ah, I get it." she sighed, "It makes sense. I've seen a lot of friendships either falter or grow due to things like that. I think it shows the adult in us when it happens."

Jenny pondered on her words, nodding in agreement to it, "I think you are right."

"Well duh, it's me here." she said, "God, doesn't your hand cramp up after all of that?"

Jenny shook her head. It was something she had grown so used to that it barely affected her. What killed her was when more than one person spoke or they wouldn't let her have the chance to voice what she wanted or needed and spoke over her due to her silence. It was maddening as hell and just struck a nerve deep within her.

"Well Jenny dear, it's late and you need to get home before the boss sees you working late again. Don't need to catch another ear full." she warned her.

Rolling her eyes, Jenny sighed. She was a hard worker, doing what she needed when asked but the boss was determined to have a tight schedule and have no overtime on the time cards. Packing her things, she gave quiet goodbyes as she made her way back to the mansion. The cool air gave her a quick pep in her step, her mind wondering what the winters looked like there. How the snows would look here as it glistened and glittered in the day and gave the land a mysterious glow at night under the moon, she was almost itching in anticipation of it. Small visions of mountains covered in thick blankets of snow as forest gave a wonderous echo to a voice calling out to the wild. So peaceful and wondering, yet as her mind laid there, the sharp pains of a headache attacked her.

She tried to shake it, that blinding pain from hell. It was a bother no matter how hard she fought it away, luckily it settled away before she hit the gate of the home, seeing the movement from within. She knew the moment she'd walking that Kanae would ask her to sit with them all and dine together, have her meet them all properly and that she would help her be heard, but in truth, Jenny didn't want that. She wanted them to be themselves and she the same, just in other rooms.

As she grew closer to the home, it was then she noticed the silence in the air. A slow calm came over her as she pushed open the doors, seeing Kanae working around the home as she turned to greet her.

"Oh, hello Jenny!"

Jenny gave a light wave just to hold her finger up to her. She was quite thankful that the others weren't here, not that they were bad, they were just...well, loud. Liszt was going on about beauty and love, Beethes would normally have a fire going somewhere, Shuu wasn't far behind the man either agreeing with everything he said or doing whatever he could for the man, and Motes was always causing mischief or mayhem in the house. The only one that was quiet was Cho. He mostly hid away in his room from everyone, until they dragged him out or he came out on his free will. But what she did see of him, made her curious about him, for he seemed familiar. Well, they all seemed familiar in some way, she just wasn't sure how. Not without another headache attacking her.

After placing her belongings in her room, she made her way back to Kanae, holding her hand out to the woman, offering any help she could give.

"Jenny, you are too good, you know? Besides Shuu working around her, you are the only other person that helps me out. That and pays me as well." she noted.

Jenny smiled at her, giving a simple shrug. She heard Kanae giggle as she made her way to the kitchen as Jenny followed.

"Might as well get something made up for everyone." she said, "And I know I asked before, but won't you stay down with everyone? They would all like to meet you really."

Jenny gave a small shake of her head. It wasn't that she didn't want to, but being surrounded by them was chaotic enough and adding those headaches just killed her.

"You know I'd help you, right?"

"I know." Jenny mouthed to her.

"Well, I won't push." Kanae said, gathering all she needed, "The offer is there anytime you want to join us all."

She gave a small bow to her, knowing the woman was true to her words.

Moments passed as they moved around the area, making dish after dish for the meal. Making small talk here and there to pass the time as well when a thought came to Jenny's mind.

"Where are the others?" she wrote in the flour.

"A meeting."

Now Jenny was shocked, she didn't think any of them worked, just to see Kanae smile, "No, they don't work but the person they are meeting holds business with them along with two others. Seemed quite important when they were heading out. Urgent almost."

Jenny nodded, understanding business at times. Her job helped her in that department, yet it still seemed odd.

"You know what, I believe that they'll be a little bit if I know Bach like I do, why don't you and I eat together and just have a relaxing meal?"

Bach. The name rang in her head as loud as the Belles of Notre Dame, making her wince away in pain.

"Jenny, are you ok?" she heard the woman ask, yet she could barely answer.

It hit her hard that time. Each name she got at times of the people within the home sent her head on a rampage of pain. Slowly, it faded, growing into a dull ache behind her eyes.

"Are you ok, you look faint." she felt Kanae's hands on her shoulders.

Jenny nodded rapidly as she wrote once again in the flour, "Accident a while back. Once in a while, I'll have sudden headaches. Can't explain them but it's life. I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive." Jenny mouthed to her.

Kanae sighed, "Well, alright, as long as you say you are I'll believe you. The yakisoba is almost done, so you can sit down soon after you finish that mochi. For once I'm kind of glad it isn't gyoza."

Jenny tried to stifle her laughter as she thought of the white-haired man. The first time she saw him, he terrified the daylights out of her. The fire he was setting off over the dumplings as he stated the 'fate' of the dinner rested on those he was making. He was loud, egotistic, strange to say but something about him caught her interest. The only word that she could think of that made it so, was passionate.

"You ok there?" Kanae asked as she sat the food down on the table in the other room.

Shaking her thoughts away, she nodded to her, making her way into the room to enjoy the silence while it lasted and pushing anything of the man out of her head. No matter how alluring he was to her.

This wasn't how he planned on spending the afternoon. Up in that lousy tower with everyone else around him as Bach and Akira spoke to one another once more.

"You called us here for an important reason, as you said, so what is said important reason?" Liszt asked.

"One moment." was all they got from Akira.

"You've done that three times now." Motes whined, "What's so important?"

"It's news we have gained." a sudden voice filled the air.

Looking at the large screen, they saw Dr. Otowa waving to them all.

"Finally got you in then." Akira said as Bach nodded, taking a seat with the rest of them.

"That I did, and I'm glad you are all together as we speak."

"Then there has to be a good reason?" Bada asked.

"There is." he replied.

"It's what was found." Akira noted.

"What was found then?" Motes asked for them all, "Can't be that big if you won't say-"

"More ClassicaLoids."

Now that caught their attention, including his own, "More of us?"

"Yes Beethes, there are more." Dr. Otowa replied.

"So you made more of us." Cho noted.

"Not us." Akira said.

"No." Otowa repeated, "It wasn't us. Yes, we did create ten of you, two which as we see aren't here at the moment."

"Wagner and Dvořák are elsewhere." Tchaiko mumbled under her breath.

"Well with that and continuing, a good friend of ours that knew what we were working on had come to us stating that there was another company that copied our works, creating at least ten more ClassicaLoids." Akira explained.

"So there are ten more ClassicaLoids?" Beethes pondered aloud, "Why is that a bad thing really?"

"They were created for a deeper cause." Otowa stated, "This cause is not like yours, Bach, but much darker."

"Yes, the powers they contain are similar to yours, yet had more to destroy and manipulate." Akira added. "Like your view, to have the world have Musik and communicate easily with one another where chaos and such are no longer an issue. These ClassicaLoids can influence as well, but much harsher."

"Define harsher?" Cho spoke up.

"To take over people. Governments overthrown, justice unfound, mass chaos where the world would have to bend to the want of these people. The only flaw of them doing so-"

"They can't control their Musik." Shuu interrupted.

"That and some escaped." Otowa replied.

"Then I guess you are asking us to look out for these ClassicaLoids, yes?" Bach questioned.

"Precisely." they replied.

"So you are asking us to find people and then be babysitters?" Beethes spoke, wondering what else they wanted from them all.

"I wouldn't have said it like that."

"But you are inclining that."

"Yes, Beethes." Otowa nodded.

"Then we just have to go and look for people that have Musik and when we do, we bring them back here." Motes smiled, Beethes knew he saw this more as a game of cat and mouse than something serious.

"Composers of our eras then." Shuu stated, "Might have to sit down and remember some of them."

"That's the turning point there." Akira said.

"What do you mean?" Bach asked.

"They aren't composers."

"Then how the hell do they have Musik?" Beethes questioned.

"For they can control either instrument or vocal. They are able to use the versions of your Musik, the works you composed and make them into lyrics or instrumentals. With it, they can not only perform yours but-"

"But any others that composed as well." Bach finished for Akira.

"Precisely." Otowa said, "It's why we have you here. This is bigger than the two of us thought out. And it's going to take all of your help to get it that way."

Discussion rose in the air, each giving their piece of mind or an idea to see what could be done, yet in the end, it just ended in fights where finally Bach and Akira ended the entire thing.

"Now that this is at hand, you all need to keep your eyes open." Bach said to them all, "Anything comes up, call us."

"Nope!" was all they heard as Motes made his way out of the building, "I'm hungry, hope Kanae made something good."

With that they all left the building, making their way back to the mansion as Motes practically ran back, leaving him with Liszt and Shuu.

"Do you think what they are saying is real?" Liszt asked.

"Why would they call us if it wasn't?" Shuu shot back at her, "It wouldn't be if it wasn't."

"Its the fact that it's more ClassicaLoids." Cho spoke up, "Hard to believe really."

Beethes agreed with him, "Agreed. Ten ClassicaLoids with the power to control Musik yet not have their very own."

"The ability to make Musik using others Musik." Tchaiko and Bada noted together.

"Instrumental and vocal." he muttered to himself, "Who do we know or remember that was of those things?"

"It's not just those things or a certain person." Tchaiko turned to them all, "It's the point of the person and what type of art they preferred. Think about it, even for my Swan Lake, no words were uttered yet the instruments that play it brings such life that it makes the whole thing literally come to life. Percussion, woodwind, string, and more, we are dealing with different variations of people."

"She's right. You think of it, there were many singers of those times too. Opera houses and more were popular for entertainment, so the cost of singers and orchestra players were high in demand. There could be thousands of whom they could've chosen." Bada stated.

"True, yet they would probably have made a certain choice." Cho added to them, "Like us we were chosen for our works. These people are probably chosen for their abilities that they had and many of those people had more than one. Many were taught to play multiple instruments at young ages or even speak multiple languages. That is what we are really up against."

"Cho I think that's the most I've heard you speak." Motes skated by, "But they aren't wrong. There were so many talented people in our eras that it would be hard to pin who has become a ClassicaLoid."

For once, the hyper man made perfect sense and seemed to have a better understanding that they thought.

"Well, let's just let it sit for the rest of the evening." Beethes said as the home came to view, "Right now, all I want to think about is how to get the perfect gyoza."

"Is that all you ever think of?" Liszt smiled at him.

"Why would I think of anything else?"

"It's his passion, you should know that by now." Shuu followed.

"Do you have to be at his beck and call every second?" she shot at him.

"I am not!"

"Enough you two, fight about it later." Beethes said, "We're home now."

"Aww, Kanae, why not?" he heard Motes complain.

"Because I said so. Now go and eat before I take it."

The man pouted into the dining area with the other three as he, Liszt and Shuu walked over to her.

"Meeting went well then?" she asked.

"As well as can be Kitten." Liszt shrugged.

"Something wrong?" she asked them.

They shared glances with each other, a wonder to bring the girl into the issue at hand, yet before the thought was decided, Shuu answered for them.

"We have to keep our eyes open for things, Musik mostly."

The girl nearly dropped her basket, "Are you saying there are more of you out there?"

"Yes." they replied in unison.

"That's interesting. Dad was busier than thought."

"Not by your father though." Liszt said, "Let us sit in the other room and we will discuss it more."

Guiding the girl into the room, he knew it would be a whirl of questions that even themselves could barely answer. A sudden flash of red and black caught his eye. Glancing up, he saw someone move around upstairs, gliding along the floor, barely making a sound. The new tenant, he thought. Now there were some questions he would've liked answered, but Kanae kept quiet about them, never saying more than they wanted privacy. Shaking his head, he entered the room, ready to face what would come.

Before long, questions and wonder came to the table as they spoke about the ClassicaLoids out within the world. So many things unknown that it raised many things to them, including Kanae's worry. They did their best to calm the girl, finally breaking in once the meal was finished and many dismissed themselves to rest, yet it mind wouldn't let him. So many people passed his mind of performers, both instrumental and vocal. So many faces and talents that the very thought that one of them was out there was daunting. In truth, he wasn't sure how they were going to find them.

"Sixty." he muttered to himself as he counted the last bean.

He hoped that the coffee would quell his mind into submission for the night as it's sweet aroma came to him. Each singer and orchestra member flashed in his mind, so many talents and faces, there was no way they were finding these people unless they smacked right into them.

Once everything was done before him, he looked back outside to the full moon, hearing his compositions in his head. The lith notes and dramatic scales gave him a small tinge of enlightenment, knowing how far he had come from. With a small sigh, he turned around to maybe drift away from his thoughts, only to run into someone. A small squeak of surprise left them as dishes and his own cup landed on the floor, for his own arms had grabbed the source before it fell as well.

A spike of anger rolled through him as the thought of the wasted coffee came to mind only to be silenced by the sparkling blue eyes that looked up at him in fear. She shook against him as he held her up, her mouth slightly agape as it seemed she was holding her breath, yet he was the same. He could barely find the breath to give as he looked at her. She was dazzling, innocent looking, luminous in fact.

Suddenly she pushed herself away from him, her small frame bowing before him as her eyes were glued to the floor. Quickly, she gathered the dishes off the floor, darting past him as he stood there like a dunce, unable to move from the sight of her. Before he could utter a word, she left the room in a rush, avoid any other contact with him.

"Wait." he called out, "Wait!"

Somehow his legs finally worked as he followed quickly behind, flying up the stairs as the tail of her shirt flared out behind her. Normally he wouldn't chase unless it was serious, but between him almost being an ass and the solid fact that she captivated the hell out of him, he just couldn't stop. Until her door was closed in his face.

"So much for apologizing." he sighed as another door came open.

"Beethes, what are you doing?" Kanae asked him.

"Girl!" he nearly shouted as he gripped her shoulders, "The woman, the one in that room. The one with the honey brown hair and sapphire eyes, quiet as a mouse and about as small as you. Her, who is she?"

"You mean Jenny? She's the new tenant here that I've spoken about."

"Jenny." he repeated.

"Yes, the one that I said you would be all too much for her." the woman chided him, "Why are you asking anyway?"

He was lucky to hear the woman as the encounter flashed before his eyes again, finally spilling out to her, "I kind of scared her a little, I wanted to apologize but she ran from me."

"I'd run too."

"Hey."

"Honest and yes, she's easily scared. I don't think she has much confidence in herself. Just be quiet around her and be nice. She's shy."

Beethes glanced back at her door, wondering what was going through her own head as Kanae dismissed herself from him. Jenny. How could someone have gotten to him so quickly? Not even Julie, Therese, Antonie, or even Josephine grabbed his appeal like she did, but at the same time, he felt leery of her. As if something deeper laid within her.

Shaking his head, he meandered back to his room, hoping that maybe rest would ease his pondering mind of her.