"Excuse me, I'm coming in~!" Master's house sure had changed in the time he had been away. It looked a lot more old fashioned, like his grandfather's house. And Master had cut his hair! It was darker than he remembered, too... "Master~? I heard your voice, so I came~!" Clear chirped, closing the balcony door to the bedroom he entered, and crossing the space to go out into the hall.
          Trust Haruka to be standing in nothing shy of his swimsuit and apron when his home was invaded by a very unfamiliar voice. That wasn't Makoto, nor was it Rei or Nagisa. Rin wouldn't be the type to show up unannounced either. The ravenette's eyes narrowed slowly, deadpanning his expression over all. Someone had invaded his home, and that someone was a stranger that spoke far too loud.
          Despite this, however, Haru turned on his heel to look toward the doorway leading into his kitchen, the scent of grilled mackerel seeping into the hallway to spread throughout the home. It wasn't long before the sound upstairs drew his attention more so than it already had.
                              The intruder was in his room.
                                                                                 With his swimsuits...
                                                                                                                        Alone.
          Seconds passed, then Haru sprinted upstairs and into the hallway leading up, practically flying into sight before coming to a very unbalanced stop. Without even thinking, he pointed ahead, spatula being his 'weapon' of choice. By now, he was glaring. "Who are you and what are you doing in my house?"
