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Chapter 3: Clothes and Closets

Yo everyone. I'm sorry that I haven't been updating. I've been loaded with homework and honestly I have writer's block on this. This chapter is not my best so again I'm sorry. I swear I'll make the next chapter better to make up for it. Until then *bows* I'm afraid this is all.

Oh but you can help me fight the writer's block. Got an idea that you want me to write? Put it in the review or e-mail it to me if you want. Please help me not make any more sucky chaps!

Shannon decided to believe that Kanon was sick. So sick that he was delusional. She decided that until he was better or at least not half insane, that she would have to cover his duties and keep Kanon away from the family. If he acted anything like that in front of Natsuhi-sama or Krauss-sama they'd...they'd...Oh Shannon couldn't bear to think what would happen if that happened.

Meanwhile, the said teen awoke, stretching his limbs. The sun was high in the sky as he lies sprawled across the bed "Ngh...I really don't wanna work today..."

However, he shoved off to look in his closet. What was inside made him frown "The hell? What am I, a shut in?"

In the meta-world Battler and Beatrice were howling with laughter at the comment. Kanon seethed as he glared at the clothes.

Kanon glanced around the closet for something anything better. He faintly saw the corner of a box. His hands reached up to grab it but fell short. The servant commented "You know being sixteen and having the height of a middle-schooler sucks. Why'd I set it so high?" his answer rang into his thoughts. Right. 'Not appropriate for furniture', man what the hell was I thinking?!

Kanon was extremely glad that no one could see him right at this moment. His hand reached for the box so far on the shelf as he jumped up and down. A moment of joy was felt as the boy had the feel of the cardboard box. That was instantly ruined once he heard the shelf come loose. A stream of curse words were uttered form his mouth before he was buried underneath a mound of clothes.

He moaned "Dammit....."

About fifteen minutes or so later the black haired teen clawed his way through the mass of uniforms and oak board with the item he tried to get "My precious...." (I give cookie to who ever guesses the movie)

Inside the box were clothes that Shannon had gotten him on multiple occasions. Every article unworn. At least until now. Kanon slipped on a pair of jeans with a rip or two on them, adorned with a couple chains, a white tee with a black hoodie vest. A pair of tennis shoes on his feet (I don't care if this wasn't style or existent, I do what I want).

Kanon exited his room and wandered around. Shannon caught sight of him. Her jaw dropped "Kanon-kun, what--what are you wearing? We're on the island. We're at work. You-You can--"

"Chill nee-chan, it's just..." he pondered for the word "A change of pace. It's not like there's a dress code anyway."

Shannon chided "But Natsuhi-sama--"

"Yes Shannon?" a voice came behind her. The maid whirled around, hiding Kanon behind her. She glanced left and right for some solution and managed to look behind her to see the cleaning closet. In a second she opened the door and pushed her surrogate brother in before standing in front of it.

"What was that?" Natsuhi wondered.

Shannon put on a forced smile "Nothing, Natsuhi-sama. I was just putting up some supplies."

Natsuhi didn't seem to notice anything unusual. She straightened the creases from her dark dress. The lady queried "You called my name for something?"

"Nee-chan!" Kanon's muffled voice called from the other side.

The brunette lady said over her brother's cry "I was just coming to ask if there was a tea of preference from Natsuhi-sama today!"

"Shannon there is no need to yell," Natsuhi scolded "It's unbecoming of a lady."

The servant gave a slight bow "Hai."

"Let me out!" was heard.

Startled, the Ushiromiya lady turned her head in various directions before asking "Was that Kanon?"

"Uh..." Lying was not the maid's forte but she hadn't been detected yet "Are you feeling well today, Natsuhi-sama? You must be hearing things. Allow me to fetch some tea for you."

Natsuhi was whisked away by the maid. This left poor Kanon stuffed in the closet, tangled in the brooms and buckets. His struggle was heard by Kinzo. He opened the door and Kanon tumbled onto the floor.

"Ah, Kanon, I was just looking for you." Kinzo commented.

Kanon brushed himself off and thought of why Kinzo would want him "Please tell me it's some outrageous prank."

The Ushiromiya head merely smirked. A glint of mischief shone in his eyes. Oh this would be sweet.