A/N: For those of you who happen to like this collection, I gift you with another chapter! Yay :) And thanks for the reviews Horsemuon17, they make my day!


Kurosaki was in heaven. He had found a nice clearing all to himself and his bass guitar, with nothing but the sound of the rustling wind and his own music. He finally had some alone time with his baby, which didn't happen often living in the dorms with all the other idols, and especially with Reiji. As much as he loved his fans and his bandmates, he had yet to meet any person who could take the number one spot in his heart away from his bass. Needless to say, he did not appreciate having his quality time interrupted, which was what seemed to be happening at the moment.

"I told you that I saw a guy with spiky white hair come this way, now hurry up, I don't want to disappoint boss!"

"You idiot, that guy doesn't have white hair, it's gray, and he has a guitar. You are going to have to pay me extra for this wasted time."

Kurosaki slowly stopped playing as he heard voices and began looking for the source among the surrounding trees. "Who's there? You should know that Reiji was lying and I am not giving out free kisses." He soon spotted what seemed to be two strange figures approaching through the trees. Fortunately they were calmly walking and not joyously prancing, which ruled out the possibility that the intruders could be fangirls or Reiji Kotobuki. Kurosaki would have been booking it in the opposite direction if that were the case, but instead he held his ground, deciding to protect his spot.

"Well I'm not paying." Muttered the smaller figure of the two, face hidden under his cloak. His partner standing next to him looked like he had been struck by lightning, with black spiky hair sticking out in every direction and a crazed determination in his eyes to match it.

"Well I wouldn't give you one even if you did pay for it, so get lost, I'm working here." Kurosaki grumbled, gripping his bass tighter to himself.

"No, we're working and you're interfering! I bet that you're hiding the white haired freak from us, and I won't tolerate that insult to my boss!" Levi shouted, brandishing a… parabola? Sparks started to generate from the end as Kurosaki started to get up and reevaluate his decision to stay when the world suddenly started to distort around him into an abandoned warehouse. The green grass beneath his feet faded into a dull packed-dirt floor, as the trees began to merge together and morph, fading from warm, textured bark into a cold, gray concrete. The bright sunlight faded away, taking its warmth with it and leaving behind chilly shadows. Little did he know that this sudden change in scenery was all the doing of a certain cloaked mist user.

Looking around the idol found himself alone in the building with a man who looked eerily similar to himself. This man had white hair instead of Kurosaki's grey and violet eyes instead of heterochromatic, but could have otherwise been his twin. The purple mark under his left eye helped to accentuate the difference. However, Kurosaki could care less about his bizzare look-alike when he made the discovery that his precious bass had seemed to have been left behind when he appeared in this building.

"Hey Kurosaki, want a marshmallow?" The new person smiled in an almost sinister fashion, offering the bag to the idol.

"Where's my guitar?" Kurosaki growled, having little patience for the strangely whimsical man.

"Awwww you're no fun." Byakuran pouted as he popped another one into his mouth.

"Well I'm going to be a lot less fun if you don't give my property back real soon."

"What do you need a guitar for, you know that Quartet Night is over now that STARISH has made its debut."

"Oh, really? You think we would go down that easily?"

At that Kurosaki snapped. Not only was his baby gone, but his family had been insulted. There was no way in Hell that he was going to let that one pass. He started to sing, fueling his anger into his music. His passion was almost visible, like flames surrounding his entire person. Byakuran's eyes widened in glee as he pulled out a stick, shoved some marshmallows on the end and started to roast them. However, before his marshmallows could become properly toasted, the warehouse started to crumble away around him and the man, along with his marshmallows, faded away like a ghost. Reality had warped again back to the clearing where Kurosaki found his guitar back in his hands and the two assasins sprawled at his feet in shock. Little did he know that he had now become one of the very few to break through the mist user's illusions. Kurosaki simply shook of the remaining haze from the illusion and sauntered out of the clearing to find a new spot.

"I'm charging extra for that interrogation Levi." Mammon muttered from his daze as the idol departed to find a new spot before he could be interrupted. The only response he received was a pathetic death glare and a not-so-menacing spark.