Angel was finally able to leave out of her place with Anzu and run over to her parents house. Renzo, Nikoji, and Crystal were already there. It was pretty close to dinner time before she ran off there. She's probably guessing they are eating dinner or just looting off some of the ramen that's in the cupboards. Angel unlocked the door with the extra key she still had and headed in. The room was filled with the scent of...ramen? No, curry. Spicy and Mild. And if that's the case then that means..

"Angel! Nice of you to join us!"

"Mom? What are you doing home so early?"

"Mikaru told me she had guests that you sent over."

"So, you left early to make curry?"

"Well, you all can't be eating all the ramen in the house can you?"

"Mom, it's what we do everyday at lunch." Angel put her bag down. "And please don't start with every human body needs the proper nutrition stuff again. Had enough of that when I was 12."

"Well, I'm sorry if that's what's involved in my job. Now sit."

Angel shrugged and slumped into a seat next to Renzo. Crystal and Nikoji both waved at Angel and she gave a two finger wave back as they were at the end of the table. Mikaru was sitting across from Renzo and in front of Angel was no one else than her younger brother. Kouji was smirking at Angel. Angel noticed this and then she felt Kouji kick her leg under the table.

"Ow! What do you want you brat!"

"I wanna join!"

"Hell no."

"Yes."

"No. Isn't my room enough for you?"

"Nope."

Angel slammed her hands on the table. "Why you little brat I swear if mom wasn't here right now I'd-" Angel got a hard smack in the back of the head by her mother. Renzo looks at the scene, a little shocked along with Nikoji, however Crystal doesn't look like it.

"Apologize."

"But mom-!"

"Angel."

Angel sighed and slid down into her chair.

"Fine...Sorry."

"Kouji. You apologize too."

"But I did nothing wrong! I just asked her a question!"

"Don't think I didn't see that kick Kouji. Also let your sister have this. Her room is enough for you."

Kouji pouted and crossed his arms. "Sorry..."

"Dinner will be ready soon. Crystal is your brother joining us?"

"Oh. No, Ms. Masaki. Josh is at his late kendo practice. I don't think he'll be able to make it."

"Aww. Well give me a few more minutes then."

Angel's mother walked off into the kitchen. Both Renzo and Nikoji let their breath go as they were afraid to move in that situation. They never expected Angel's mother to be that tough in front of her friends. But at least they see where her strength comes from in the family.

"Geez, Ange."

"What?"

"I know I barely come over but now I know you weren't lying when you said you get it from your mom."

"I don't lie, Renzo."

Kouji rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right."

"Don't tempt me kid." Angel gave her brother a look and looked over at Crystal. "Hey, Kris, what's all over your shirt?"

"Huh? Oh right. Mom was asking me to help with her ceramic stuff again. You know how she is."

"Oh, yeah right."

"Wait a sec, Ange you know Kris?" Renzo asked.

"Huh? Oh yeah. Knew each other since we were about 9. She moved in down the street and she transfered into my class. She was a little good girl but I can see that changed."

"I like my style okay. Punk and lolita finds a way to combine themselves when I wear them."

Angel's mother finished making the curry and served it to the group. They chatted and ate to their hearts content. When it was over, Kouji helped his mother do the dishes while Angel and her friends went into Mikaru's room to try out of test designs she made. She had made a couple of different designs on her sketch pad and let the members pick out or change anything.

"Oh my ra!" Crystal cried out. "This one is so cute! But I can't help but feel something is missing.." Angel looked over Crystal's shoulder to see the drawing she was looking at.

"It's so frilly though. I can't see you in so many frills, man.."

"Yeah. Oh how about like a cute schoolgirl kind of thing?"

"You'd get to wear plaid."

Crystal gasps. "Yes."

"Plaid skirt and tie?" Nikoji spoke out. "Is the top gonna be like the prep uniforms?"

"Ew. No." Said both Angel and Crystal.

"Black top. With like ripped leggings and some converse."

"I guess that's kinda punk with all the plaid." Renzo said.

"Though I like Nikoji's idea of a tie... Hmm..." Mikaru started to sketch in her book again as ideas flowed to her. Nikoji and Renzo were amazed Mikaru can come up with ideas quickly. Usually it takes a seamstress a few days for designs and then creating them. However Mikaru has been doing this for a while.

"Then how about Renzo wears the tie?" Mikaru turns her sketchpad around and shows Renzo. The outfit contained a black shirt and pants, a blue plaid patterned tie, blue converse, black wrist band and white belt. On the page was another sketch of the same outfit but with a blue jacket over the shirt. "Which one do you like?"

"Hmm..." Renzo looked at them both closely. "The jacket is cool and all but it's too early for anything like that. Guess I'll go with the tie."

"Mikaru?" Said Nikoji.

"Hmm?"

"Think you can make something to match this scarf I'm wearing?" Nikoji took out a black and white checkered pattern scarf and handed it to Mikaru. She took it and looked at it. After about a minute or so she started to sketch something out on her pad.

"I'm surprised she can come up with ideas so fast." Nikoji said.

"I guess art talents kinda runs in the family." Angel said.

Renzo smirked. "Thought you said it was started by Anzu. Never told me anyone else in your family had art skill."

Angel rolled her eyes. "Okay. Fine. So she might have started to trend. But Mika would of never have started making outfits if not for me."

"Really? Why do you say that?"

"She's my little sister. She's a honor student. She doesn't really express herself unless it's something she loves. And she really loves doing this. Not so much on the interacting with people part."

"Are you shy, Mikaru?"

Mikaru looked up from her sketch pad to look at Renzo. "Not really."

"Then why don't you like interacting with people?"

"Because sometimes people are really annoying."

"Huh. Guess that's a pretty standard response.."

Mikaru put her pencil down and showed Nikoji the outfit she came up with. It was a black tank top with black pants and brown boots, his checkered scarf, purple feathers attached to his hair with a string so the feathers are resting on his shoulders. Over the tank top was a light purple cardigan. Nikoji looked at it for a minute and then smiled.

"I love it, Mika."

She giggled. "Thought you would."

"What about you, Angel?"

"Oh, I have an outfit I have been wanting to wear for a while."

Renzo raised an eyebrow at her. "Oh yeah? Does it have to do with the UK's flag again?"

"Please. I'm not that obvious."

"Uh-huh."

"Mika, you have the drawings?"

"Yup." She took her pad and turned it a couple pages back to find the picture. She turned it around and showed the groups Angels outfit. It was a tight black shirt with green shorts, green converse, a white belt, black wrist band, and a spiked collar. The arms and hands are covered in a long fishnet gloves along with her legs also covered in the same pattern.

"That is so you!" Shouted Crystal.

"Oh, I can't take all the credit on this."

"That's so awesome, Mika! It's like you're the goddess of fashion or something!"

"Oh, it's nothing really." Mikaru smiled.

While sitting on the bed Angel crossed her arms and looked at Nikoji while the others talked. Nikoji was listening to their conversation but after a while noticed Angel staring at him. He tilted his head as a signal he's asking what's wrong.

"So why were you kicked out?"

"Renzo didn't tell you?"

"Nope. Care to enlighten us senpai?"

Crystal looked over at Angel. "Senpai? But he's in our grade."

"Not really."

"Huh?" Crystal looked shocked and Renzo looked confused. Nikoji looked quite surprised at Angel's quick judgement after just looking at him for a couple of minuets.

"How did you...guess that?"

"You look older than you think. Held back?"

"Yeah, you can say that."

"How much?"

"Year or two."

"Why?"

"Born here, grew up in Malaysia for most of my life. They aren't so keen on same sex relations."

"Oh, so you're gay. Wait, I thought it was illegal there?"

"It is but I was caught with someone older. I was still in junior high so the most I got dealt with was held back two years. The other guy got..well I'm not even sure. Didn't move back here till a year or so."

"Damn." Renzo said. "That's a stupid reason to be held back.."

"I'm guessing it's the reason you were kicked out too, huh?" Angel asked.

"Yeah. I mean out lead was an ass anyway. He made fun of everyone after picking on me. We all called quits after 3 days."

"Wow. Wish I could do something to that guy."

"You can't, Ange." Renzo responded.

"Gah! But I hate people like that! They are all so fucking stupid!"

"It's one guy, Ange. Not worth sending Zoe or a sin."

Angel sighed and nodded her head in agreement. It was beginning to be 10 pm and the group decided to go home. Crystal went with Nikoji and Angel with Renzo.

"Shame he was treated like that.." Angel said.

"Good thing we're bi then."

"So true."

"Gotta make him feel welcome though. Seems he's still a little.."

"Uncomfortable?"

"Yeah."

Angel smirked. "You should give him the special deal you give the tennis captain."

"Geez, why do you have to bring that ass up."

"What? Not getting enough pay?"

"No. He's just expecting more for less. Thinking about cutting him off."

"Should. You can get away with some magical words."

"Oh yeah? What are those?"

"Oh principle! He forced me to suck his dick everyday! He blackmailed me with a video he had taken of me at my home!"

"Oh that's so dark, Ange...but fitting. Frame him for blackmailing, home invasion, and attempt at rape. Genius."

Angel laughed a little. "Don't worry. I keep tabs on our enemies dark secret."

"Good. It'll be very useful."

Renzo opened the door to his home and walked over to the fridge. Inside was food and drinks but what he was after was on the bottom shelf. Reaching down he got himself a can of beer. He walked up to his room with the cold can in his hand. His father's bedroom door was closed which means he was still at the convenience store. It was Thursday which means it's open later than usual.

Reaching his room, he turned the lights on, closed the door, and threw his bag on the ground. He looked over to his desk where there were some messages on his answering machine. Renzo has his own personal line in his room as his father didn't was him answering important phone calls that were for his ears or to hold up the line. They agreed to let Renzo have a phone line along with his cell phone if he could pay it off. His father is still surprised he pays it off at all knowing he doesn't have a job. At least it's what he thinks.

Renzo saw that he had some messages on there. He probably guess it was either his clients or an unhappy Seika. Either way he pressed the button to listen to them. As the first message played he opened his can of beer and started drinking it as he sat on his bed.

"Renzo!? Where the hell are you!?" A screeching voice like that could only belong to Seika. He doesn't even remember why they are dating. Was it a dare or did they get drunk at that one party and just decided to be partners? He wants to break up with her but she has a mouth of a snake. She'll spread anything to get her way. Though she is pretty good at giving him pleasure, that he'll admit.

"I swear if you are with that Mazaki slut again I will have her suspended from school with my power as head of student council! And you won't get me for a month! Got it Renzo?"

"Gee, it's not like you're the only bitch that needs me.."

He hated that she threatened to suspend Angel so much. He knows Angel would be sent to a juvenile school for the rest of her years if she does get suspended again. If she knew he was saving her from going there she'd probably call him an idiot and a loser before hugging him. Leaders have to have each others backs.

Seika's message was over after she told more and more threats. Renzo took another gulp of his beer as the next played. It was the tennis team captain, Kai. Kai was one of his first clients and he pays a lot for 10 minutes. Lately though he's been asking more than just blowjobs from him.

"Hey, Renzo, I'm gonna need ya after gym class. I'm bringing some of the guys with me. I'll give you 2,000 yen if you give us an hour with that mouth of yours. I'll even throw in 3,000 more and an extra uniform if you would to the deluxe deal."

"What the hell does he think I am? I'm not a toy man...but I am almost out of cash. I'm almost able to afford that place down the street..wait how many are there gonna be?"

"Look there's gonna be 6 of us, the others agreed to put in 250 each if you do this for us. Just leave me a message when you get this and meet us if you accept. See ya later."

"Six? Let's see...250 each, huh? 3,500 if I just do the regular...6,500 if I play along.." Renzo took another swig of his beer as the last message plays. It sounds like a new client to him. A girl.

"Hello, my name is Miyuki. I know you do...well special services...would you be willing to do your First Timer Discount for your Number 1 special? I don't have a lot on me but I can at least afford half. It just hasn't been the same since my partner started studying hard for college entrance exams. If you won't do the discount on that then would the regular would be fine. Oh, and Kanto said to tell you I got your number from him."

"Ah. One of these huh? The I'm really desperate and going insane without having sex for a couple of weeks..Guess that feeling goes both ways huh?"

He drank the rest of his beer and threw the can into the waste basket under his desk. It was halfway full of empty beer and soda cans.

"Also, geez...Kanto is working faster than usual. Guess he wants more than I give him. Don't worry, To, You'll get your cut when I get my place.."

Renzo picked up the phone in his room and called Kai. He didn't pick up which didn't surprise him as its late. He told him he'd meet the guys there but also that he needed a little more time on doing his special or not. After that he called the number to Miyuki, leaving a message for an appointment with him for Saturday at his place around 9 when he would be alone. He didn't feel like calling Seika as she was probably waiting for him to call anyway.

When he was done he took his uniform off and crawled into bed with only boxers on. He knew he was gonna have a long day tomorrow and decided to rest for it. He never really thought he'd be doing this for money but he does kind of like it. At least he'll be happy when he's able to move out of his father's place and live freely and alone. It's what he wants most.

Nikoji unlocked the door to his apartment he shared with his mother. The lights were on in the living room and on the couch was his mother reading a book. Since she's not drinking or smoking he thought it must of been a good day for the studio today. He closed the door as his mother looked up at him.

"You're home late."

"I had a meeting with some friends."

"I thought you said you left them?"

"New friends. They look alright. Not sure if they have the skills.."

"Well if they do I could always sign you up with the studio."

"Yeah. I know. You are just always looking for new clients aren't you?"

"It's part of the business."

"Even if it involves your son?"

"Of course."

Nikoji sighed at his mother's claim. She's always been trying to get him in a band and then sign them up under her studio. She's always been getting him into public competitions to be signed up with either her studio or someone else. Nikoji figured it's because his father was a master drummer in a well famous band and his mother thought his talents passed on to him. It's clear it did but she wants to expose him for her own benefit.

"How's school?"

"Been fine."

"Did you eat while you were out?"

"Yeah."

"Good."

"I'm going to my room."

"I'll be here."

He walked down the hallway and entered his room. He put his bag down next to his door while closing it. Taking off his uniform jacket he looks at the photo on his desk. It was when his father was still in the picture when he was 8. He had shorter hair back then and darker pink hair but it was a fun time for him. His father taught him all he knew about music and also supported him when he wanted to go even further with complicated patterns. But his mother and father couldn't get along anymore. At 15, they split and he went with his mother to Domino. She moved the entire studio here locally for her benefit as Domino has been known to come out with some stars over the years.

Nikoji falls on to his bed and moves into a comfortable position. He rather not think about his past and sleep. Turning his head to the wall, he reaches up and touched a panel and the lights turn off. He closed his eyes and drifted to sleep.