Rein's POV

What? I smell something burning... BURNING? I got right out of bed and followed my nose. "Fine! What?" The burning was from a frying pan that Fine was holding. My alert instantly became confusion. "Um...Fine what are you doing?"

"Well... I wanted to make a bento...,"Fine said dumping whatever was in there into the trashcan. I looked at the time 5 in the morning. How long has she been up?

"Um... No offense Fine, but why would you cook when you can't cook at all? If you wanted a bento, you should have just woke me up and I would have made one for you. " Ever since Fine went off playing with her friends all the time, I just stayed at home and since I was always with Mother or Camelot, they decided to teach me how to cook. And now I'm in charge of cooking when Mother and Father aren't here.

"I wanted to cook it myself, because..."

When Fine wants to do something girly, it has to do with Shade. "Okay, what happened with Shade?"

"We accidentally got into a fight and so... I wanted to apologize, but it really looks like I can't make anything but sweets and cup ramen," she said, staring at the pan. I'm going to hate myself for this later... I mean I'm helping my sister who's boyfriend was my old crush.

"Okay I'll help you. Let's make a cute bento. Should we have the rice as it is or onigiri?"

"Rice as it is. I wanted to put in octopus sausages, rolled omelets, a small salad, and jagatama," Fine said.

"You get cut the sausages, I'll get started on the jagatama. No wait, just start the egg mix for the rolled omelets," I said, remembering the time she made a strawberry tart. Her fingers were red with blood and strawberry juice. That is why she is not allowed to use knives. I quickly peeled the potatoes and boiled them. Then I glanced over at Fine who wasn't breaking eggs terribly. That's good.

Soon, we finished, with only half of the kitchen in disaster from me letting her fry the sausages and the rolled omelet. "It doesn't look completely weird, thanks Rein. I owe you one."

"Yeah," I said smiling slightly. Then I noticed that she was smiling at me strangely. I'm smiling too, but this is a little...weird. "What?"

"I was thinking that this was the first time that we've spent time together in a while. I mean every time we're at school you always have things that you need to do and whenever I invite you to go out with me and my friends, you say that you're busy all the time," she explained. That's because whenever there's anyone around besides us, people ask why I'm not like you. I hate it. "We should have more time like this, don't you think?"

"I wish we could... but I'm going to be busy, because Altezza and I need to work on our costumes after school and stuff."

"Oh, I see. Well, let's eat something and get ready for school." She looked almost sad as she went into her room. She'll get over it when she sees her friends today. AFter all, Fine and I are no longer a close pair of twins. Even through before I thought that we would always be together, look at us now and it's mainly because I am too scared to extend my hand out to her again.

We hurried to school and classes just passed by simply and easily. "This is really good, Rein," Altezza said as she ate a rolled omelet.

"Thank you, but it's pretty normal," I said. "Now that I think about, Altezza, your bento is always really fancy, who makes it?"

"The chef. I tell him to make it simple, because I don't want to cause him too much trouble, but he really like cooking like this," she said. "That's right. Rein, next weekend are you free?"

"Yeah... is there something wrong?"

"No, it's just that it's Onii-san's birthday, so our parents planned out a party, that they're not going to. There's going to be a bunch of kids that are heirs to businesses, but it's probably going to be really boring again, so it'd be good if you would come," Altezza explained. "Onii-san would be happy if you came too. It's going to be on Saturday."

"Sure."

"Rein, do you like Onii-san?"

"Huh? Well, um..." How do I answer this? Well, it's true that I have some attraction to him, but I don't think that I like him, I just think that I admire him. He's really kind and doesn't show his bad side no matter what, but would that mean that I like him? "I honestly don't really know."

"It's okay if you don't know right now," Altezza said. "But, keep in mind there's a lot of girls that want to be with him for a bunch of reasons." What does she mean by that? "Well, you'll probably find out this weekend."

"Hm?"

"It's nothing, don't worry too much about it. I wonder what we're going to do today in ballet. Sumizome-sensei said we were going to do something interesting, but I have no idea what she means by that," Altezza said thinking about sensei's definition of interesting. It is mysterious...

"Maybe we get our point shoes today?" That might be possible, we've been working really hard with the recent ballet exercises, but you have to be really good to get them. "Well, we'll just have to find out ourselves."

"Somehow I'm scared." The bell rang soon and we hurried to class.

"This past month, I have taught you the basics of dancing. A la seconde, attitude, how to improve your stance's stability, ballon, basic batterie, chasse and several other things. Many of you probably think that you deserve pointe shoes, however you don't as of right now," Sumizome-sensei said.

"Sensei, why not? This is all too simple," a student yelled out.

"You are all not ready. However, I've decided. Next month there's going to be a test, to see who is ready to receive their pointe shoes. The pointe shoes... will be very helpful for something that's happening 3 months." All we have to do is pass a test? But somehow, it doesn't feel as easy. "There is of course a catch. You have to perform with a boy. Today's class is free practice," she said before leaving.

"Pointe shoes, huh?"

"What's wrong Rein?" Altezza asked as we were doing barre practices to warm up.

"Why is it that so many people want to have pointe shoes when they dance," I asked. "I would think that it's hard to dance with that block of wood in your shoes and it's pretty big too."

"The block helps make it appear as if you're really dancing on air and they're only given to people who have been acknowledged with the skills and emotion that can be compared to a real prima dona. In other words, you can be considered a real ballerina with them," Altezza explained lifting her leg up.

Eh~ I would still prefer normal shoes, because elegance is in the toe, not the shoe after all. "Altezza, you're so knowledgeable. Do you want to be a ballerina and perform when you grow up? You've got the talent for it, and I can imagine you being on stage."

"I want to, but everyone's expecting me to be a jewelry designer like my mother," she said simply. "Should we try doing deboule?"

"But I don't like kicking. It feels weird and not like me at all." It would probably suit Fine more than me.

"If you don't, then how are you going to do a fouette en tournant? The more you practice, you'll get used to it. Look." I watched her as she stood on one toe and kicked to the side. "If you do it like this, you can improve. Come on, stand."

"Okay." Whenever Altezza tells me about stuff, I don't know why, but I get really motivated.