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Ryu stared at the girl, and was a bit shocked when she spoke. “Why am I so stupid. . . ?” The multi-colour haired boy looked at her, and he saw her eyes slide over, before noticing he was actually awake. No one ever noticed me. he thought jokingly, a small smile appearing on his face. He was about to retort, but she spoke before he could even start. “Don’t answer that Ryu . . . I know I just acted like an ass, I don’t need someone’s reaffirmation regarding it.” He blinked, before laying back down, face towards the floor. He groaned slightly; he didn't particularly like Nikolas when he was acting all weird, and to be honest, he usually became an annoying burden, getting angry at every little thing. Well, he was usually like that anyways, but it just got. . . worse.

“I’ll be back in a minute,” Evande said, leaving. Ryu mumbled into the pillow, and at hearing her leave, Nikolas tiptoed out of the bathroom and lay back down on the couch, breathing heavily. He told Ryu quietly that Evande knew about that lifetime where they were together, but that didn't seem to be what was bothering him. Ryu sighed; Evande was right with what she'd said, but she had to understand that Nikolas was just like his little brother, despite said person denying this to the end of the world. The blonde breathed in deeply.

Ryu rolled over so he could actually look up. "I'm such a moron." Nikolas breathed, and Ryu laughed a bit, earning himself a glare. But there was a smile on the blond's face as he covered the top half with his arm, so Ryu dropped the subject and decided not to tease him. He seemed to be having slight trouble with breathing, but he was probably calming down now. The smaller boy sighed, but they both sat bolt upright when they heard something smash in on of the other rooms. Ryu got up and walked to Kiku's apartment door, knocking.

"Kiku~?" He said in a sing-song voice, wondering what had happened. Sure, she had a cold, but that was expected after walking around barefoot until every bone in her body was freezing cold. He sighed, a little smile on his face; he still didn't really know what had gotten her so worked up that she'd completely blanked out. But he didn't really need to know that. "Kiku, it's Ryu! Hey, hey, check it out, my hair's changed colour again! Come to our apartment when you're ready, or awake, or something!" Ryu called, but he ended up drifting to Ryu-world all over again, as if he couldn't stay even one second in silence without finding something to think about. He turned around as her heard mewling, and Evande talking to herself. But when he looked to her feet, he saw a black and white cat. That's. . . not Panda. he thought, creeping back into the apartment when he heard her saying something about somewhere important to her.

It seemed Nikolas' face was now covered with a blanket, and when Ryu peered under it, he saw Nikolas looking cross-eyed at Panda, who was sitting on his nose, looking annoyed with himself. Panda was mewling to the little mumbles he was telling her, and Ryu thought of how weird it would be if Panda randomly replied; how scared Nikolas would be. Ryu found himself silently laughing as he sat down, narrowly missing Nikolas' feet. He somehow got a little glare from the two, and they returned to their 'conversation'. Ryu looked up to see Evande coming in the door, her cat following. Panda jumped down from Nikolas' face, and he turned over, his mouth and nose covered by the arm of the couch. His eyes followed the little cat, not even noticing the two that had just entered until he saw Panda mewling at another cat. Ryu looked at the three, sighing and took out his phone, searching the internet.

The blonde looked up, seeing a pair of legs and glanced up, seeing Evande with about a million things in her arms. His eyes followed her round the room, not being able to see what was in her arms, but it seemed that she didn't notice they were there. It was proven when she threw some half-folded blankets on Ryu. “Those are spare blankets of mine, I’m going to let you borrow them since you don’t seem to have any heat yet.” Nikolas tilted his head sideways at her statement. More blankets? He looked up at her as she walked into the kitchen-area-thing to get utensils, and a frying pan, from the cupboards. Looking at the utensils questioningly, he stood up as she set them down. Nikolas climbed up onto the counter, but she just carried on cooking as if she'd never noticed him; it was warm next to the cooker.

The boy stared at her cooking. How hasn't it turned black? She's got it on one of the highest settings. He sighed. Then again, I guess it's just me who can burn everything apart from instant noodles. He was grateful that Evande was cooking; there was nothing instant in the house so he'd have to wait until Ryu got up. Which could take a few hours. He then looked up to her face, tilting his head to the left. "Evande, well. . ." he started, his voice trailing off into a simple whisper. "S-sorry." His voice was hardly heard, but nonetheless, Ryu turned his head slowly, evidently shocked beyond belief, before hunching over in laughter. Nikolas was soon behind the couch, and he punched him before crying out in pain. He looked at his hand, seeing the splint and remembering that he'd broken his wrist.

"Goddamn it Ryu!" His eyes darted over to Ryu, whose bad acting skills were in action. He was now trying to look sympathetic without laughing, but he had to leave the room and enter his own, despite his efforts. "Get back in here! . . . Ryu!" Sighing, Nikolas sat down on the couch in a huff, crossing his arms angrily. Panda was busy playing with Evande's cat, Kiseki. He looked at Evande. "I would help cooking, but we'd end up having to evacuate the building." He laughed, his eyes somehow sparkling as he went to get a drink, like the weird thing Ryu'd brought home. What was it called? Mountain Dew or something?