"Why is it raining? We can't dance in the rain!" Rat sighed, looking through the window.

"Ne, don't be so upset. We still have a bunch of opportunities to dance, right?" Chucky said. "Besides, I have another plan for today."

"Huh? What is it?"

"Cleaning the garage! It's been a long time since we last cleaned it, and the garage is getting too messy!"

"Oh no…." a few sighs were heard.

"I think it's a good idea. We can't dance in this weather anyway." Zack said, folding his arm. "And if we don't do the cleaning soon, we won't have enough place to practice" He took off his coat "Let's get started!"

There were a lot of trash and dust in the garage, unsurprisingly. The dancers began to clean the car, the windows, the bar island and many other things; throw away the trash and wiped the floor. It sounded simple, but after more than two hours of cleaning, everyone got tired, except for Zack and Chucky. They still seemed energetic as ever.

"It's done! Isn't our garage shining?" Chucky clapped her hands together, a big smile on her face. "Oh wait! One more thing!" Whines echoed in the room.

She opened the metal closet in the corner of the garage to show a mess of clothes and towels in it. They were clean though, just a bit… unorganized. "I have to do something about it." Chucky put her hands on her hips. She took the pile of clothes out of the closet, threw it on the sofa, then sat down next to it and started to fold the clothes, one by one.

"You really don't have to do that, Chucky." Zack said hesitantly.

"Yeah, it will become messy eventually."

"Nope, I'll do it. And your job is to keep the closet organized from now on, okay?" Chucky lifted her head once then continued her work.

"Let me help you!" Rica sat next to the pile on the opposite side.

"Thanks, Rica!" Chucky smiled "And you guys…" She looked at the boys "Go watch TV or anything, your work is done for today. Thanks for cleaning the garage."

The rain was pouring down heavily. Mitsuzane walked home from school, not rushing at all. He didn't bring his umbrella, again. And now the rain was beating against his face; chilly wind blew through his now drip wet coat, making him shiver. His hands were cold and he could feel the water seeping through his school uniform. But somehow, he liked this, the cold feeling. It just seemed… right. Mitsuzane reached the mansion, pushed the grand door to step inside, but not after squeezing the water from his clothes, as much as he could, to prevent wetting the floor. He didn't want to give the servants more jobs than they'd already had.

Nii-san isn't home yet. He sighed. His brother had been very busy lately and Mitsuzane could see him getting thinner. All because of me. If I hadn't done anything stupid… But I did. No returning now. He moved his feet heavily toward his room. Maybe he would skip dinner today.

"What's wrong, Chucky?" Rica looked concerned. Chucky had been looking at a piece of clothing silently.

"Rica, what should we do with this?" The others turned around to look at her. She raised it up to reveal a hoodie, a Gaim hoodie. And there was only one person in Gaim wearing a hoodie.

"Throw it away! What else?" Peco nearly shouted.

The garage was silent. "Actually, guys…" Zack said "I met Micchi yesterday. And…" He paused.

"Did he say anything?" Chucky asked, the hoodie still in her hands.

"No, he ran away when I called. But… I was thinking… Maybe we can invite him to join us again?"

Everyone became quiet, nothing but the sound of the rain beating against the window was heard.

"No, we can't. He betrayed us all. I don't want to see that traitor again, ever!"

"But that was in the past. I believe everyone deserves a second chance."

"His sins cannot be forgiven and he can't be given another chance. I don't care if he lives the rest of his life alone! That bastard deserves that! And what if he betrays us again?" Peco stood up. "And then because of your decision we will be put in danger like the last time!"

Zack diverted his eyes. Peco was partly right. What Micchi had done couldn't be easily forgiven, but he believed that kid could redeem himself, to come back to the carefree dancer they used to know.

"He ran away." Chucky's voice was small. "That means he isn't ready to come back yet. Besides, even if he agreed to dance with us again, it would be awkward for all of us, don't you think? I think we still need some more time to… settle this."

Zack sighed. It would be awkward, with Micchi not wanting to see them and the dancers not really eager to have him back either. I guess it can't be helped. "Well, you're right. This is not the right time, maybe we should wait."

"But anyway, we should keep this, just in case." Chucky said and folded the hoodie neatly.

Zack sighed, but this time let out a small smile. It wasn't time yet, but at least there was a sign.