Wow people really like this. Thank you to everyone who reviewed, it's really appreciated! I eventually finished this chapter, not like I had much else to do. I have a mild case of vertigo, so I have to sit down for a while. That really sucks. I can't really walk anywhere without someone, seeing as I could fall at any second. Major plus: when I first got it I scared the shite out of my English teacher! Ah the perks of being an evil hikari!

Big love and huggles to Elsy! Thanks for beta-ing! It's really appreciated. So this chapter is for you. Not much of a thank you, but still… your there for me when I feel like shit (namely today and yesterday) so thanks.

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"This is it," my roomie said, as he pushed open the white chipped paint door of apartment 1319. He kicked aside a pile of letters on the 'welcome mat' and gestured for me to come in. "its no palace I know… the walls aren't covered in gold, but it's a home all the same." He smiled at me.

He was right… it was no palace. The Berber carpet was worn and faded, and what seemed to be a makeshift coffee table was covered in magazines and empty packets that had once contained Chinese takeaway. The solitary sofa of the room was a patchy green colour and its 'matching' chair was blue. Yet I suppose you had to make do with what you could afford; you really couldn't be picky if you had no income.

"Sorry 'bout the mess," the red haired teen mumbled, and brushed the packets and magazines into a black bag, "I really didn't have much time to clean before you got here." He blushed a little, and I couldn't help but wonder at what could've caused him to have no time to prepare. Schoolwork perhaps? I highly doubted that.

"Errr… so what do you eat Mah-kun?" he asked me, and I winced at the use of my father's surname. I had recently had it changed to my mother's maiden name- Kon.

"Please, it's Rei Kon… and just call me Rei," I replied, still standing pretty much at the entrance. He raised his eyebrow at me, as if questioning why I didn't want to be called Mah. He dropped it however and stood up, black bag slung over one shoulder.

"Ok Rei, what do you wanna' eat? I think I might have some ham in the fridge…" He stopped talking, and made his way over to me. "Jeez, there's no need to stand there all day! This is your home too ya know!" I smiled at the use of the word home. I wasn't going to correct him… to me this was still a house. I felt no love here yet, but I did feel more secure than in the one back in China.

"Errr, ham would be fine thanks," I said, allowing myself to be led to the living room type area.

"Ok then! Ham it is! Just sit down, relax, I bet you're knackered from travelling." He walked into the adjoined Kitchen, and dropped the black bag onto the floor. "The remote should be around somewhere, so feel free to watch some TV, ok!" He shouted through, I nodded, even though he couldn't see me.

I looked around again, analysing my surroundings. Aside from the Kitchen and Living room, every other room was closed off from prying eyes. On one of the doors was a curling Kill Bill poster, and on black paper underneath, scrawled in messy handwriting, was: Yuri's room. Private. Keep out! The other two doors were blank, and I guessed one was the bathroom and the other mine.

"Oh crap!" came my roommate's voice from the Kitchen, and I turned my head to face in that direction.

"You ok?" I asked, and lifted myself off the sofa.

"Yeah, but we're all out of food!" I saw him emerge from behind the fridge door, "save for some bread we have nothing!" I have a tendency to note the little things in what people say, and the mention of 'we'... well put it this way, I'd been in Japan for a grand total of an hour and he was already sharing… I expected him to say 'I', but he didn't. That filled me with a feeling of joy.

"I saw a shop on the way here, must be… oh what a couple of minutes away. Want me to go get something?" He looked at me wide eyed, and opened his mouth a few times before he answered me.

"I couldn't ask you to do that! I mean you only just got here and…" I raised my hand to silence him, and he shut his mouth.

"I don't mind at all. I mean I haven't taken my coat or shoes off anyway," Yuri glanced down at his shoeless feet and blushed, "anything you fancy?" I said making my way to the door.

"Errrm, just get some tinned spaghetti or something. Nice and easy. We can do a good shop tomorrow, ok?" I nodded, and opened the door.

"I'll be back in a min' then," I left and closed it behind me.

It was chilly outside, and I pulled my coat around me in an attempt to salvage some warmth. It didn't work, it was still cold… I was still cold. Jeez, I wasn't used to this, China was normally always warm. I shivered a little, and wished to be back in the house… at least it was warm there. Why did I volunteer to walk to the shop?!

Oh and question two, why are there no cute guys?! I mean sure, Yuri is cute, but he's obviously taken… he just has this air about him that screams 'I'm being screwed.' Maybe I need to wait until college starts before I get some eye candy. I mean the youngest bloke I've passed so far has to have been around forty! Nothing wrong with forty year olds of course- Johnny Depp is forty… now there's sex on a stick… ding-dong! Hold the phone, cutie at 10 o clock… Damn, now that one is really hot! Quite tall, cool hair, nice build, he brushed past me, nice ass… I hope there'll be more like him around.

I entered the shop, and I soon as I set foot in there I could immediately feel the warmth. It was nice, and the shop held a somewhat pleasant atmosphere. I walked around, scanning the shelves for anything that looked remotely like tinned spaghetti… nothing so far. Just some Spam, beans, oh and hot dog sausages… where was the spaghetti?!

After a small while of searching, I had gathered in my arms an assortment of items… spaghetti (which after much looking I realised it was behind the beans…), tinned soup, and a couple of chocolate bars. I headed for the cash register, placing the items down on the surface.  The man at the register eyed me, then stubbed out his cigarette and rung up the items. He glanced at me again and told me the amount due.

"979 Yen," he grunted with his smoke filled voice.

I fished in my coat pocket, and pulled out some money. I glanced at the currency in my hand… and blanched. I didn't have any Yen with me… just Yuan. I looked pleadingly at him.

"Listen I don't have any Yen with me… just Yuan. It's about 76 Yuan," I gestured at the items on the surface, "can't I give you that?" Poor, poor naïve little me… to think I could get away with it.

"No Yen… no food," the man at the register coughed, his smoky breath filling my senses. "Now out," he pointed at the door. I looked eagerly at him.

"Ple-" I stopped at the feel of a hand on my shoulder, and I turned around. Cute guy number two I noted in my head.

"I'll get this," he said, and before I could protest, he chucked down some Yen on the counter, and scooped all the items into a bag, the handed it to me. He lifted the Yuan out of my hand. "If he didn't believe you, then it's his loss. I'll take this and change it. A little tip… change your money before going to a store again, ok kid…" I glared at him sceptically, kid… who was he calling kid!

"Thanks," I said out loud. His mouth raised in the corner, like an almost smile. He ruffled my hair, almost like the way Rai did back in China.

"De nada! Now where are you off… can't let you walk home by yourself. What kind of man would I be?" I smiled at him.

"Just the apartments up the road…" He looked back at me, his eyes danced with some unknown emotion.

"Really? I was just heading there, small world, ne?" We walked in silence from then on, and when we came to the apartment building we still said no words. I walked up the stairs, and he followed, and suddenly I began to panic that he was some sort of pervert… I mean we'd both now stopped on the same floor, and he was heading down the same corridor. This was more than just coincidence.

I stopped outside my room, and all I could hear was laughter. Not from inside the room, but from the man who had followed and helped me.

I glanced at him before I opened the door and walked in. He followed. Now I was scared, I was about to open my mouth to tell him what the hell he was thinking when…

"BORIS!" A little fuzz of red zoomed past me and latched onto the lavender haired male, that had entered the apartment.

"Hey Yuu-chan," he looked at me again, before he hugged back the ball of energy. Yuri let go of the pale haired man, and pushed me towards him.

"Rei I'd like you to meet Boris! He's the College's caretaker!" I smiled and shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you Boris…" I felt relieved, so he wasn't a sex crazed pervert trying to get into a young teen's pants. Oh how wrong I was. Yuri who was still bouncing around like he'd had too much sugar then said…

"Oh and we're fucking…" I must have gone very pale… or my eyes bulged, or my mouth was wide open… because Yuri started laughing. Boris clapped his hand over his face, as if in embarrassment.

Yuri was 'fucking' the College's caretaker. It really was a small world…

I guess this was the beginning of my soap opera life…

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End of chapter three, oh and I suppose I should say Yuri is Tala, the demolition boys captain. And Boris isn't the one with the purple mask, it's Bryan, the one who beat up Rei in the world finals. Just in case anyone gets them mixed up. Now that would be quite the predicament!

Please, please review all you lovely people! Kai was in this chapter, by the by. You just have to look really hard for him. Love you all, peace out!