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He was only a few feet infront of the kitchen doors when Shigure’s sudden outburst caused Yukio to stop and turn in his tracks. Before he could even think about what was going on the sound of glass shattering caught his attention. He fully turned his head only seeing that Kyo had fallen. Yuki instantly set the dirty stack of plates down on a nearby table before whipping around and running over to help his most loyal guest. “Kyo! Are you oka--” His feet came to a squeaky halt,”Kyo...” Yukio muttered out; his eyes widened with shock as he stared at the scene before him. He looked to her then to the blonde wig which laid on the cold marble floor. Yuki’s mouth was slightly ajar and he was one hundred percent speechless.

To the major hunch he had, sketches of male vs. female bone structures flashed through his mind. Yukio had spent many hours of his life learning the biological differences regarding muscle placement and facial proportion in order to accurately draw people. He had always been suspicious, but he hadn't given it much thought until clarity was thrown right into his face. Kyo is…

Yukio's eyebrows pressed together looking as though he was confused or frustrated in some way. Through it all he broke free from his daze and offered Kyo his hand with no questions asked. He wasn't and couldn't be sure of Kyo's situation, of course he had just as many questions as everyone else did, but Yukio knew for certain that Kyo must be embarrassed out of his mind. In a situation as bizarre as this he was clueless on what to say. If only he knew what to do to just make it all better.

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"Yes," she replied with a soft smile, "So far I'm really enjoying my time here." Naoko was just about to respond to Kyo’s last question about Yukio when she was silenced by the commotion going on across the room. Hearing a few words come out of Kyo she turned her head to see the other girl get up, but Naoko’s expression quickly changed to mild terror as she witnessed her fall down and the teacup fly only to scatter into pieces once it hit the floor.

Pressing her fingers against the tabletop Amachi pushed back her chair and quickly stood up. She rushed around the table to help the poor girl only to realize that the person she was looking at wasn't a girl at all. The hand that had reached out to potentially help Kyo off the floor was taken back to cover Naoko’s mouth as she gasped. Many others in the room did the same.

She just stood there and watched as Yukio unfroze, came closer, and offered Kyo his hand. Naoko would wait for even the smallest sound, anything to break the silence, but there was nothing. This is just too awkward, she thought while at the same time feeling really sorry for Kyo.

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Her eyebrows furrow, ”Are you saying that just because I don't personally enjoy something I wouldn't be able to act as if I do - if that's what it took? Whatever. You don't know me, boy.” Miku replied with just a hint of sass. What he said sort of ticked her off; being so blatantly judged, but it wasn't like he knew she was an aspiring actress who practiced seven hours a week. If there was one thing she was good at that was it. Although sitting in a room with a bunch of squealing pigs for an hour wasn't at all her thing, Miku was more than confident in herself when it came to this challenge. It's not like I have to stay for long.

"Hmm... Wouldn't you agree that it's only fair? If you become a host then we will both be the ones sacrificing. Besides, keep your friends close and your enemies closer, right?" A cruel smirk graced her lips,"You come up with just the best ideas."