'Singing in the Rain'
The stench of perfume, deodorant and sweat suffocated the crowded hallway, sneaking into all the crack and crevices and clinging desperately to anything it touched. Gilbert, however, paid it no mind, the smell a daily occurrence in the halls of L'ecole Academy. The whole damn place smelled this way. The red-eyed boy meandered down the hallway, waving candidly to those that greeted him. Which was really anyone who saw him. The sophomore perked up, seeing an oh-so-familiar head of blonde over the top of the crowd. He made his way through the writhing tidal waves of flesh and bone.
'And If I Love' (beginning of chapter 2)
"Just promise me you'll be careful, aru. You never know what can happen in a city as big as this." Yao fussed at his nephew's uniform, pressing and folding and smoothing out wrinkles and touching, touching, touching. Kiku sighed, putting up with inane actions. He brushed his uncles hands away from his tie, locking eyes with his new guardian.
"I will be fine Oji." Kiku gave his uncle a small smile, stepping back and away from the worried man. Yao worried his lip; He and his nephew had never gotten along as well as he would have liked, but he still cared for the boy. He slipped his hands back into his too long coat sleeves, fisting the material. He liked having the boy around. His small apartment seemed much less lonely with another beating heart within it's walls.
'Classica'
"I have powers." The little boy whispered to his father, cupping his hands around his mouth as if to hold a precious secret.
"Oh do you now?" His father whispered back a smile of conspiracy glued to his face "And what powers might those be Alfred?"
"They listen to me." Arthur had never seen his son so serious.
"Who does?"
"The Monsters."