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"What do you like to do Kazuo?" Noticing that she's never actually seen the boy do anything but host.
"Well, thank-you Kazuo for all of this, we should get going now." Heading towards the door,she waited for her blonde friend.
"Thank you for spending time with me," she said smiling, "we should get going now though."
"So, how was it?" Frowning, she ushered her out. Not really in the mood to talk, "It was fine, I'm really tired though." Scrunching her nose, she was about to shut the mahogany door before the woman's foot stopped her. "Easy now, at least tomorrow is Saturday. And that means you don't have to get up early." Huffing, she scoffed in a bratty manner. Great, what was she going to do tomorrow?
"Yeah...at least I get to miss school," which is what she could always have done.
"Yes." Kazuo said in a low whisper. After 20 minutes of looking around her computer he finally found what he was looking for. He immediately grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down what he saw. Kazuo then turned off the computer and walked to his bedroom. He refused his maids to help him and closed the door. Kazuo changed his cloths to something more casual and put on a long coat. After doing that Kazuo opened up the big window that didn't have a screen. His bedroom was on the third floor but fortunately there was a balcony. He climb out of his window and dropped down on the balcony. Then he jumped off and his feet hit the concrete floor. With that he quickly ran. He didn't know when he was coming back.... Or even IF he was coming back.
"Honey," something she only used when she wanted something, "me and your father have been called to the hospital. You can handle yourself right? Please don't bother the maids," before she could reply her mother backed out running down the stairs. Her scrubs making an ugly static noise as Chiyu was left to stare at the empty spot the woman was standing at before. Shuffling, she turned back to her room. The walls a soft pastel blue, she started up her computer as she watched the flat-screen T.V. a re-run cartoon currently showing, she gave her phone a glance before biting her lip. If she had Kazuo's number she'd call the boy. At least that'd be something to do.
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"Kazuo, are you okay?" There was no answer so she walked in. "Kazuo, are..." She said to an empty room. The window was wide open and she saw that some of clothes was gone as well as his bag. His phone was left on his desk. She ran from that room and went to his maids. She asked if Kazuo had left his room but both of the maids said he hadn't. "Damn it!" Veronica yelled.
Walking out the door quietly, she peeked her head around. A few maids giving her odd stares before going back to work. Letting out a sigh she hopped down the stairs heading towards the kitchen. Pulling the fridge open, she grabbed a pink mochi snacking on it. "Hmm, what to do? I could always clean...nah."
Walking towards the couch, she flopped on her stomach turning the T.V. on. The maids would turn her's off sooner or later.
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That person was Owen and he told her to stay at the house. She wanted to go but she didn't want to disobey him. Also, she didn't know what was going to happen to Kazuo when Owen finds him. She decided to leave anyways but not before grabbing her keys. She got in her car and then drove out to a far away location. It was Chiyu's mansion. She parked the car on the side of the rode and got out. The brunette made a sigh and knocked on the door a couple times.
Opening the door to see the woman looking a bit frantic, she stared at her awkwardly. How in the world she knew where she lived was beyond her. "Er...hello Mrs. Veronica. How may I help you," please say nothing she inwardly chanted.
"Mrs. Ochi," oh, so now the maids were curious as to what was going on, "who is she?"
Snapping her gaze towards the maid, she narrowed her eyes. "She is a guest, please go back to doing your business," voice lacking the usual soft tone, the maid hurriedly nodded before going back upstairs. "I'm sorry about that, do you want something to drink?"
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Although she assumed the woman already knew that much. Letting out a sigh, she got up, "I can help you look for him if you want. You said you had an idea, it wouldn't be bad to fallow that hunch." She suggested.
Veronica hurried to her car. She closed the car down after getting on. The limo had a tiny counter with drinks. Veronica grabbed a big bottle of a brown drink. She chugged the whole thing and slammed it down. "Hey, home. Now." Veronica said casually. 'If Kazuo was going to visit that idiot then I hope Owen gets to him first. The car drove off and by the time they got to Owens's mansion she had drunken four bottles of the drink, beer. She wobbled to the door and three maids came to help her.
"Ugh, Kazuo, what are you trying to do," she whispered. Wishing that she knew the answer, she closed her eyes.
"Owen..." Kazuo said hesitantly. "Get in the car." Owen demanded him and pointed to a white car that had pulled up by the street. Kazuo entered the car and so did Owen. When they got home, Veronica rushed to Kazuo. She placed her hand on his cheeks and smiled.
"Are you alright? Are you hurt?!" She yelled. Kazuo opened his mouth, ready to speak, but he was interrupted by getting pushed to the ground. Owen closed the front door and was about to slap Kazuo. "Stop!" Veronica yelled to Owen and jumped in front of Kazuo. "Do NOT hit my son, Owen!" She yelled again to the man, a bit taken back. Owen scuffed and then stormed off. Veronica turned to face Kazuo but he had already gotten up and went to his room. He found that the windows in his room were locked shut and bared. Kazuo banged his fist hard on the door as he closed it. His phone was still on his desk and he got a text.
The text read 'Meet u in park, 2marrow! :)" Kazuo made a happy laugh and then closed the phone. He soon fell asleep.
"Hey, Kyoka!" He yelled. She pushed him away from her and giggled. She wrapped her arm around Kazuo's arm and they walked around the park.
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