It was soon proven that he didn't have any appointments to go to that day and in a fit of glee filled excitement he danced quite manically around and then collapsed in a hopeless heep on the ground. If he had tried or even looked around before his mad dance than he would have noticed that he came off as a bit of a loony. Not in a sense that he was crazy which he was but that's not the point. No it was in the sense that he was dancing and prancing around in the dark with the windows covered up like some kinkd of bat freak or person with a light sensitivity and lighting candles which he has a very large and very realistic aversion to and just letting loose and giving out a woop of joy and clapping and stomping around. It was a wonder the neighbors, boars that they were hadnt come around complained or brocken through his door or something. He was a touch surprised about that one. Not that he would let anyone know that as it was simply not something that you let others know about. One of those things you keep secret and locked away so that the good people of the world cant see into your heart and rip it out and tear you to pieces. He had come to the conclusion once the no school alert had come onto the t.v. screen that he was free today. And then he had had to double check the calender to see if he was working only to realize that, no, he was not working that day and then he , being not sure about wether he was truly off the hook, had gone to his other calender, the one in the bedroom that he had neglected to sleep in the night before, and that he was truthfully a good to go , not needing to help anyone, stay at home and catch up day. That was a miracle in itself to him. He couldn't even remember when he had last had a day like the one he had now. And truthfully it scared him a bit. Had he even stoped to think about how improbable it was and how it was just to good to be true he would have gone to all the places he had checked himself for. As it was he didn't think along that thought line, process, what ever the heck its called, and didn't decide to go in anyway and the idea that someone might be playing a horrible sick and cruel and unimaginable, trick on him . yep, that didn't cross his mind either. Most likely for good reason as he was almost wholely sure that he hadnt pissed off anyone latley or consiously. Course, due to the fact that he was the number one student at his school and a poster boy for the school and the fact that every student probably got set to his example. Yah, well what could he really do about that one, it wasn't as if he himself had tried to become the way he was and achieve the things he did to show off or make other people think he was cool. In fact it was for the oppostire reason that he did it. The reason that was probably farthest away from thsat in what he wanted. It wasn't baceasue he wanted to be cool or make friends or be popular. No it was more along the lines of I have no money, a place to sleep , and so help me if I get eveicted where the hell am going to go im practically a hobo if I don't come up with something quick and soon. So he had started to get jobs, first as a newspaper boy and a waiter and then latr as a coffee boy for the ministry. He hadnt just jumped into the ministry though. No, to even be the coffee boy you had to have connections and good refrences and a good and long list of creditable jobs before hand. Ryou had taken up music as a career choice alternative due to the fact that he had sung opera before when he was younger and had a long and extensive and very professional rep for himself. This caused the school to snag him and the opera that was in the area , he lived in a rather large residential and finacially booming and flourishing area. This caused himself to be come rather well known not only due to the very good list of people he had played, sung, or worked with or for. Because his list would not only make a very good percentage of those that he worked for and with jealous and the fact that he was extrodinarily young for his profession he had gotten to be well known in the area again like he had before he had moved here. This caused him to not only get a job at the ministry of which he was able to move up into the position of secretarty, somehting that payed enough to get him by his bill payments for the apartment and school and whatnot with all the upkeep , but he also got all these other jobs that he was able to go to due to the fact that he worked nights for the ministry, tutored right after school ,again the whole people envy and hate him for, and then his other odd jobs and musical jobs and then the ministry. It allowed sfor him to survive and live and it was all very good for him. His father a well known archeaologist was never there having moved around a lot, in fact all the time. He usually brought ryou along with him because they were the only living members of there family left , as far as they knew, but ryou had finally put his foot down, quiet literally and told his father that he wanted to stay in one school for one year at the very least and have the chance to get through all of one class and his father had let him. He left ryou were they were and just left. He got letters and archealogoical findings which made for interesting house pieces but he didn't have any money. This left him in quite the jam and he had had to find his own means. As such he was used to the weird and abnormal that his work aforded him and due to the fact that having moved around so much when he was younger and actually, until just this last year, which probably accounted for a good amount of ryou having self problems and a bit of ocd, then when he went to work he was not stunned at all by the crazy stuff he saw. It was because when he moved around a lot he saw all sorts of different magics and in fact most of the tribes and people he stayed with had tried to either successfully or not, to teach him there magics. They said it was because he was such a beautiful and pure child and they didn't want him to become corrupted. Ryou didn't understand it then and could say honestly that he still didn't understand what they had meant but hey, he was always up for personal interpretation. This left him with a humongous curiosity and a very calm and peaceful view on the abnormal or strange and he didn't really mind. He had come to terms with such things many years before and he was happy to just be calm and not crazy emotional or drama filled. This left his employers usually thinking he was rather strange and considering that everyone else thought he was strange to he didn't really mind. In fact he was unusually okay with it and that was saying something. This of course should have told him somthign about todays change in events and schedualling or at least set off a rather loud warning siren in his head or he should have picked up on some kind of extra peripherial sense of danger. But alas nothing of such magnitude or anything. But rather than be susppicious ryou just did his happy dance, as idiotic as it was, and decided to have a lazy afternoon and then dive into working to get caought up later. It wasn't something that he was aloud to do almost at all and he wasn't used to it. In fact he had to sigh alittle, his back up noise, and then sit down in one fo the chairs and think about what he needed to do. Being morning and the fact that ryou was most defeintly not a morning person he came up with the one thought that he needed to sit down and right out a list of what needed to be done that day. With such thoughts circuling in his head ryou's next step was to convince his body that it should get out of the chair, no matter how tired it was and how sore it was from sleeping on the floor and no matter how comfortable the chair was and how he seemed to sink into it and just kind of get swallowed up and to find a piece of paper and a pen or something of that nature and write out a list with which he could check off the things he got done as he got them done and not feel like he was forgetting to do something. Being the rather petite and pale and delicate child that he was he tended to bruise easily and this left him having problems when he set things out on what he could or couldn't wear or have touching him. He was senstitive to most fabrics leaving him with a very small budget usually and the need to take special care of himself when ever he could. This of course entailed that he didn't sleep on the floor because it would leave large and noticable bruises all over his body. When trying to convince himself to get up he noticed that he was not in the best of shapes. He had noticable bruises all over himself and not only htat but the way in which they were set up made it so that he was feeling them in every part of himself. He would have to move gingerly for the next few days as he was not so sure about how he was going to go about doing that. He was sure that his jobs and the school wouldn't put up with the excuse that he had a sore body as an excuse to get away from every one and to skip the day. Because of such a sensitive skin issue of which he had at the moment he was almost positive that he was ging to have to come up with an amzing reason to get out of the chair. The chair had felt like heaven and he had the distict feeling that he wasn't to happy about leaving ti. It might have been just a gut feeling but he really didn't want ot. Once he came to the decision that he was happy with not having any thing to do and that he might be able to just sleep through the mornign or at least doze of f as he ahd had a hard night and he was suffering the consequenses of his stupidness, then he aloud himself to snuggle back down int o the chair and not to care about what the rest of the day was going to be like for him because at the moment he just couldn't care less. As it was he came up the the idea that he was just going to stay there and have a lazy morning. That would mean he had about two to three hours of just lay down and not care time. This was what he wanted. He wanted not care time because really, he just didn't care anymore. He was relativly sure that none of the people he remotly talked with and associated would be calling him that day, that day being today and that he was going ot remain unbothered and not bugged all day. It was a soothing and nice prospect.