A woman was sleeping soundly on the bed, her body wrapped all over with a fleece blanket. She suddenly stirred and looked at the man standing in front of her mirror. He was combing his silvery-white hair with his fingers and humming an unfamiliar tune. "Skye," the woman sat up, covering her chest with whatever she had grabbed. "Can't you stay longer?"

Skye shook his head and slicked his hair back. "I'm sorry, ma belle, but I still need to get ready for work." He grabbed his shirt from the nearby chair and put it on. He walked over to the woman and gently planted a kiss on her forehead. "I am very busy and this little rendezvous with you has cost me much valuable time."

The woman wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips. She pushed herself against him as he steadied himself on her bed. She slid her hand against the length of his arm and grabbed his wrist but he quickly twisted his hand out of her grip. She parted her mouth a little and let her tongue pass through. She licked his lips, then nibbled on his lower lip. Skye smiled and parted his lips a little. She tried pushing her tongue through the small opening he gave her. Skye trailed his hands from the woman's back to her shoulders and held them steadily. He caressed her arms and stopped when he reached her wrists. He grabbed her wrists and pulled it away from his neck.

"Be mine forever, Skye," the woman shouted as Skye approached the door. "Live with me forever. Let's be a family. I love you." She sobbed, causing her to choke on her words. This woman knew that Skye would never return if he walked out now. Skye ignored her words and waved at her as he held on to the door knob. The woman abruptly stood up, causing her to trip on her blanket. She ran to him as he opened the door. She hugged him from behind. "No, I won't let you go!"

Skye pulled her away from him and shook his head. "If I had known you were like this," he looked back and glared at her. "I would never have allowed myself to speak with you." The woman wailed as Skye left her apartment.

"Skye," a man who looked just like him stared at him. "How many times have I told you to stop getting yourself involved with women from around here?" The man had his arms folded across his chest. "Steiner," Sky mimicked the man's actions. "How many times have I told you to stop meddling with my affairs?"

Steiner dropped his hands to the side. He hated it whenever Skye mimicked him. "One of these days, you'll fall in love-" Skye shook his head and smirked. "-and when you do," his brother continued, asserting himself to prove a point. "These actions you seem to enjoy will haunt you and break you."

Skye rolled his eyes and sighed. "I already told you, that won't happen."

"How can you be so sure?"

Skye waved his hands and shut his eyes. "I won't allow myself to fall in love."

Steiner shook his head. "Just because some girl from high school screwed you over, that doesn't mean you won't ever fall in love again." Skye looked at his twin and regarded him for a minute. "And who said that," Skye shook his head as he spoke, "your wife?" He made sure to stress on the word wife and watched the reaction his brother would give him.

Steiner just looked at Skye blankly. "It wasn't just the girl," Skye clenched his fist tightly. He could feel his nails pressing deeply against his palms. "I would never have imagined my own twin would be involved." Steiner continued to stare at him. "I already told you," Steiner began, "she wanted something more serious. You weren't serious."

"If that wasn't serious," Skye snapped. Talking about this woman with his brother always caused him to snap. "Then, what is?" Steiner pushed back his sleeve and looked at his watch. "You kept fooling around, Skye. Flirting with other girls, kissing them under the mistletoe, volunteering for kissing booths, et cetera, those aren't stuff you do when you're in a serious relationship with someone."

Skye slammed his hand against the desk beside him. "Then, how is it that you got into the picture?" It was Steiner's turn to sigh. "I was simply the best friend she needed." Skye walked across the room and sat on the bed. "Are you sure you were just being a best friend?" Steiner and his wife were always best friends. Skye knew that his own twin disapproved of her falling in love with him. Skye also knew that Steiner had closeted feelings for her but didn't want to do anything about it. Steiner furrowed his eyebrows. "What are you talking about?"

Skye twirled a lock of his bangs. He had allowed his hair to finally grow just past his chin. "Did you really think I didn't know? I saw how you looked at her, how you held her whenever she was with you, how you spoke to her." Steiner raised his eyebrows, an act Skye understood as him asking Skye what his point was. "You were squirming your way out of the friendzone."

"Think whatever you want," Steiner raised his hands up in defeat. "I still say you'll find someone who you'll love more than her. Although, if karma comes into play, I have to wish you luck." Steiner walked over to the desk and grabbed his suitcase. "Well, I'm going now. You should stop filing too many leaves, I need more manpower in the company."

Skye walked around the streets. He was waiting for 7 o'clock before getting ready to go to the host club he was working in. Skye had three 'jobs'. In the morning, he worked in the Sales department of the family company. At night, he either worked in the host club or as a thief. He didn't seem like it but he enjoyed stealing. He wasn't a kleptomaniac though. He was very finicky about the things he stole.

Ever since that incident he had with his ex-girlfriend and his twin, his love life went from bad to worse and it set him up to be the playboy he was. And, to his advantage, he had a certain ability which quite a lot of women couldn't resist. He had the ability to make women fall into a state of paralysis whenever he looked straight into their eyes. He always had his way with women so using the ability wasn't always necessary.

"Skye," a woman called out in a sing-song voice. She ran to him, arms wide open. Skye kept his hands in his pocket, turned to face her and smiled at her. "Isn't it a little too early, Dahlia?" She hugged him and kissed him on the lips. "Oh don't joke like that, Skye," she said. "I've really missed you." She tightened the hug. "You were away for so long. Where did you go?"

"Oh," Skye looked at her and glanced down. She was wearing a tank-top. "Didn't I tell you? I stayed with my grandparents for the week. They said they wanted to see me again." A lie, Skye thought to himself. He knew she would believe him. Skye was actually out stealing stuff again. Skye removed his left hand from his pocket and looked at his watch. 6:50, "I have to go now." The woman frowned at him, "so soon?"

Skye nodded at her. She kissed him again on the lip and released him from the hug. "See you!" Skye waved at her as he walked away. At exactly 7, he arrived at the host club and entered through the backdoor. He put on the suit assigned to him, fixed his hair and walked into the lobby. He approached a group of ladies and put his arms around two of them. "Ladies, how may I help you?" The woman on his right turned to face him. "You're late," she said. Skye patted her on the head, "I apologize. It won't happen again."

"I really hope not," the woman on his left spoke. She turned to him and placed her left hand on his chest. "It was embarrassing to our friends. It's their first time here." Skye looked at the three other women standing in front of him and bowed his head. He looked at the two women on his side, "how do I make it up to you?"

The woman on his right uttered a soft moan. Skye turned his head to face her. She put a hand on his cheek and pulled him closer. She whispered in his ear, "how about a ménage à trois?" She nibbled on his earlobe as he whispered back, "not tonight, bella." The woman frowned at him. Skye saw the expectant looks on the faces of the other girls standing around him. He ushered the two around. "Why don't we sit, Ladies?" He turned to smile at the other three and they followed him.

I got writer's block while thinking up of what I would let Claire do next so this is what came out. I'm pretty sure you can guess who's going to get a lot of character development. Oh, and another thing, chapters focusing on other characters is not going to be unusual. They'll happen whenever I can't think up of something for Claire, just like right now. But, it would really just depend on how I feel when I type it out.