Suddenly, the sound of clapping filled the room, surprising Haruka enough to cause her to let out a squeak of fear. She whirled around to find herself face to face with a new face. A man with a tanned skin stood in her room, clapping happily while giving her a closed eye smile. He had on black pants, far too loose and thin for the winter time. He wore no shirt but did have an open robe on, unbuttoned to show off his chiseled chest and strange tattoo on his right breast, twirled around in colors of blue, purple, and yellow. He finally opened his eyes, showing off their beautiful greenish blue color and cat like resemblance.

His chin wasn't pointed, rather it was flat without any sign of a cleft marked on it. His chin quickly pulled up and rolled in nearly a straight line up his cheek. It took another quick turn up, leaving his jaw in a smooth, rounded form. He had dark brown hair which was so dark it was nearly black and in some light, even looked slightly purple. Around his neck dangled a long, worn out string with a beautiful, blue rock tied onto it, almost too amazing to describe.

Haruka was in awe of the beautiful man, so much so that she did realize when he started talking to her. She quickly snapped out of her confusion, moving to stand but feeling to tired and hot to do so, remaining seated at the piano.

"I must say, I've never heard someone play so beautiful! Tell me, what was that song you played just then?" The man asked, his curiosity peaked.

"That?" Haruka stuttered nervously. She twiddled her fingers and blushed, looking down in embarrassment. "It was just a little something I made up..."

"Magnificent!" He gushed, throwing his arms up in an elated manner, causing Haruka to flinch back in surprise of his sudden energy. "You must let me hear it again sometime!" He said, his eyes sparkling in a heavenly glow that took Haruka's breath away. He seemed to give off some strange aura that lit up the room in a cooler light than the sun, but the sun was not nearly as bright as his smile, his pearly whites whiter than the color itself. Haruka's breath was caught in her throat as she gazed upon his glow.

"I-I suppose..." Haruka agreed, looking down with another blush covering her face once more. She tried to quiet her knocking heart, silently telling it to be still of a few moments between each loud thump in her chest so that it was not as loud as a ticking grandfather clock.

"Fantastic!" He exclaimed once more, striding further into her room and looking around, mouth partially open as he spun himself to see the room in it's entirety. "Wow, nice room you got here." He complimented, causing Haruka's face to become bright red He turned to her, his smile curving down in a frown and his bright eyes dimming momentarily in a confusion until they widened in realization. "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself." He said. He strode over and took Haruka's hand in his own. Haruka blushed when he fell to one knee, placing his free hand over his head and kissing her knuckles. "My name is Cecil Aijima. It's a pleasure to meet you, miss." He smiled, looking up at her with shining eyes.

"O-Oh, no, it's my pleasure, sir. I'm Nanami Haruka..." She responded, turning her gaze away from him and placing her fist between her bosoms. Her eyes moved away from him, darting back to his beautiful face for only a second before turning her gaze away once more. She found herself unusually flustered, causing her embarrassment to grow. But his bright demeanor only enhanced his simple features, making his an unusual kind of handsome- a normal face with a glowing personality, amazing smile, and beautiful eyes that could pull a million and one heart strings at once.

"No, it's my pleasure." He said, placing his free hand over her own. She could feel the warmth of his hands seem though her skin like a million little needles, but so small that it was painless and filled with a kind love. Haruka stared at his hand, blushing when her thoughts ran to his ringless ring finger. She was married- she had no right to think about that?! He could she be roped in that fast?

"Cecil, where where are you?" A voice called down the hall, causing Cecil's head to perk up.

"In here!" He called back, causing a tired sigh to be let out.

"I have a bad feeling about this." A voice mumbled as the owner turned to corner. Ren stood in the doorway, staring at the scene in front of him. Cecil Aijima, a business consultant of his, was on one knee in front of his wife, holding her hand within his own, and had gotten her all flustered.

"Cecil, what are you doing?" Ren sighed, rubbing his temples and groaning in anger.

"Ren, you must tell me where you met such an amazing woman! I would love to have her join us! Truly such a beautiful flower should be treated to a nice meal." Cecil cooed, looking Haruka right in the eye. Haruka was terribly embarrassed to be found in such a predicament- and by her husband no less.

"She's my wife." Ren mumbled, crossing his arm and lifting one brow on his face. Cecil stilled, becoming a human statue for a moment. His eyes were wide and and his jaw was tensed in sudden shock and latter embarrassment. He jumped up and released his hand, blushing.

"I-I-I'm sorry, I-I didn't realize- Honestly!" Cecil panicked, waving his arms around in a frenzy. Ren, however, blew it off as if it was nothing and shivered, rubbing his arms.

"Why is it so cold in here?" Ren grumbled. Cecil also shivered, closing up his robe.

"Your right. I was distracted and didn't notice." Cecil nodded, causing Ren to sigh in annoyance.

"It's not cold in here." Haruka said, scrunching her eyebrows together.

"What are you talking about- it's really cold." Ren hissed, checking the thermometer in the room, hidden behind a shelf.

"Your hand was rather warm..." Cecil said, placing his hand on her forehead before pulling back with a hiss. "Your burning!" Cecil exclaimed, causing Ren to whirl around, eyes wide in shock.

"W-what? I'm feeling fine." Haruka said, standing up. But as she took to her feet, a wave of dizziness hit her. The room moved in and out of focus, almost seeming to stretch and shrink over and over again. She heard voices call out for her, but she was out, falling forwards and falling into strong arms, holding her close and carefully, as if she was a glass doll, a familiar warmth seeping into her skin tenderly as she fell into a black oblivion.

Ah, sorry if I described Cecil too much, he just always seemed to be... magical to me. Also- hooray! I ruined Haruka's happiness, but it's okay because CECIL! I told you guys I would add another character soon.

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