Well here Itami was, standing among a bunch of people he didn’t know, in a place he didn’t know, far from the only place and people that he did know. It was a very big change for him and yet he wanted to say this was nice, a cool change of scenery. Yes that’s what he was thinking one would be like in such a moment...because truth be told Itami really had no true feelings about being here...just what he assumed he was meant to feel.

Haha Yes, I am having a good time.

Itami knew what death was, at least in the vaguest of senses he did. Sure while he did not understand it fully, Nana had wanted to make sure that with his disabilities he knew that there was a limit and with that limit came a ending that he would not want.  Many would say that death had come for Itami many times in his life only for the Circus Performer to slip out of its grasp.

Well tonight it had come, but this time for another. Hiromichi was dead. Itami knew that. Sure it took a moment for him to fully realize that the body trapped under the heavy wood was no longer moving in any way and was thus dead, but when it hit him....there was a feeling...something deep inside that was hard to describe.   Itami didn’t understand it and it just lingered as he attempted to gauge a proper way to react to the sight.

AAAA HIROMICHI IS DEAD??!!!

........

He couldn’t breath.

Eisuke’s eyes snapped open and he launched himself up in bed and gasped loudly; he felt like he was suffocating on really hot molasses, sticky and unmoving, stuck in his chest and throat no matter how much or how hard he coughed, but hot and uncomfortable, like it was burning him from the inside. He cracked one eye open to see there was a hot water bottle in his lap; had this been on his chest while he was sleeping?

Wait, where did this come from?

Eisuke looked around him to find he was in a room that he’d never seen before, yet, oddly enough, all of his things were there; his items from the Monomachines and his sweater, which was neatly folded and placed on the nightstand next to him with his headphones and MP3 strap laying safely on top.

Once he’d finished his coughing fit, Eisuke chanced taking a deep breath with as much air as possible, but barely got in half a lungful before he had to cough it back out, sending him back into a much smaller fit; okay, no more of that for a bit. Just small breaths for now. Slowly moving his legs over the side of the bed, Eisuke tried to get up, but found that standing made the room spin, making him tip forward and into the near by wall, clawing his fingernails into the wallpaper to keep himself from falling.

Once steady on his feet and less disoriented, Eisuke realized he was really, REALLY cold... Looking around, Eisuke grabbed his sweater off of the nightstand, being a little careful about his headphones, which he fumbled a bit with due to his shivering. Once he had his sweater on and zipped up, he pulled on his headphones and placed them back where they usually sat.

Accept he was still freezing.

Eisuke glanced over at his bed and grabbed the blanket off of it, pulling it around himself and over his head a bit like a cloak. Much better.

Venturing over to the door, Eisuke peeked out and looked around for anyone else that was around. Looking down at his ID card, which had been in his sweater pocket, he noticed he was on a whole new floor and the room he’d woken up in was HIS room. He had his own room now.

‘At least now Ren will be safe on his own...’

     However, she wanted him to go out and play with the pthers, so she nudged him away, ushering him with gentle words of encouragement. “You can do it, Masaaki-kun!” and “Just ask them to play. It’ll be fun!” 

     He wasn’t quite convinced, but he had no other choice. Shyly, he walked up to the swingset, where someone else was sitting. He pointed to an empty seat beside them and pouted. 

On this day, Kukuru had been feeling quite mischievous. She wanted to make a lasting impression on whoever it was that happened to come across her. It wasn’t often that she got kicks from her talent, so she wanted to make sure that this moment was quite memorable. It wasn’t a difficult setup really. Just a few things to make the atmosphere just right.

When the unfortunate student entered the area, she put her plan into motion. At the press of a button, the lights in the room began to fail. When they shut off completely, she made her way to the door and slammed it shut hard, making certain it was very audible.

From there, she used her hearing alone to locate the student. She stood directly in front of them, relying on her own quietness to ensure they had no idea she was standing there. With a press of the button, the lights flickered before snapping back on. Kukuru made eye contact with the student.