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The first words Riku heard from his mouth was to not run.

The boy’s stormy eyes looked at Riku’s ruby ones with annoyance.

He was standing tall, yet distant. Like an ice king.

Riku apologized & introduced himself.

The boy introduced back. Iori Izumi.

To Riku, he seemed like a distant guy with a superior aura at first glance.

As time passed, he started to see him as a nosy guy who puts his nose everywhere.

Later, seeing his perfectionist side and his desire to help their unit to reach the greatest heights and particularly looking after Riku, he started to seem...familiar to him.

To the point where he started to imagine him with a more familiar look.

Iori’s hair becoming pink from black and his eyes rose quartz from stormy.

To Iori, the first thing that crossed his mind where he met Riku, was a headache.

Someone impulsive and clumsy.

But it did not take a long time to start finding him…cute. Cuteness is something he easily gets attached to, but Iori would never admit it.

As time passed, he saw Riku as a hardworking and talented, who wanted to love and be loved.

Someone Iori wanted to cheer on, just like another red-haired person he was close to.

 He could even see one as the other if he closed his eyes.

It was perhaps that familiarity that made them attached to each other and promise to be there for each other.

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Kuon very first years as the Tenshi were…hollow.

His life in the Nerve was a blur. Not only because of the very long time passed, but also because his only life was just the room he was placed in.

His first memory that wasn’t a blur was meeting Kabane.

A meeting that freed him. That shown him the outside world.

All the experiences he felt next to him were brand new and exciting.

Both the good, like the looking the starry skies and the flowers in the fields as well as talking to the kind people Kabane ruled over.

As well as the bad, like the death of Kabane’s people from the illness, karma for breaking the Tenhsi’s curse, a pain amplified by the immortality placed on them & Kabane’s right hand, Konoe.

And all this a result of his freedom.

And he can’t fault Kabane for hating him and blaming for it.

He had any right to stab him, to choke him. He deserves it, and he will not die anyways.

He wishes he could hate Kabane back. But he can’t.

All these happy memories and experiences, he can’t forget them.

He can’t hate the person who gave him these experiences, so dear to his heart.

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When was the last time you brought Riku something for your birthday?

Gaku’s words float in Tenn’s mind.

They were discussing about his (& Riku’s) upcoming birthday & activities and the discussion came up.

When was the last time, really?

When they were kids, he used to have a mini performance for Riku.

It was a day to make him happy. He deserved it.

But since he left, he never even texted him. He did not want to remind him of old scars.

But now, that time has changed. He wanted to fix that.

But what he should buy?

His eyes fell on a bookstore. Maybe he has an idea.

Riku still loves fantasy books, isn’t that right?

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Mitsuki’s routine was simple.

Wake up earlier than all of his unitmates, have a shower and cook breakfast for everyone.

Then, cook and prepare Iori’s & Tamaki’s school lunch.

Then, clean the dorm.

Then, do the day’s idol jobs like photoshoots or MCing TV shows or rehearse for a live.

Maybe cook lunch or dinner if he had time. Otherwise, the leftovers were the way to go.

Today, his body felt heavy and found it hard to wake up once his alarm hit.

He got up with difficulty and went to take a shower.

He felt dizzy once he stood up. But he did not think much about it.

As he walked down the corridor to the bathroom, he kept feeling dizzy, until half-way there, he felt losing consciousness.

He tried to stand back on his feet, but he failed and his eyes started to close.

Once his eyes opened up again, he found himself on a bed and Nagi with Yamato looking over him.

Mistuki had a fever apparently.

He cursed his luck. He had too much to do to be sick.

His two friends tried to calm him down, saying that the rest of the boys took care of everything.

Sougo cooked breakfast and the school lunch (and they all made sure he did not cook anything too spicy) and Riku cleaned around (& Sougo made sure he did not have an accident) and the two men in his room were taking care of him.

Mitsuki could not help but smile at the images and at Nagi’s excitement about watching Magical Kokona with Mitsuki.

Sometimes, Mistuki was happy to have friends ready to take care of him.

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The outfit was too heavy on Tenn.

The character of Sardinia was a bombastic one and that was captured by his outfit, filled with jewels and fabric layers.

And it was also a pain to get out.

Tenn was struggling to get out of it in the backstage.

 He was in a hurry after all. Trigger had an interview after that.

 He was fighting with the fabrics, he heard a knock on the door.

 Ryuu and Gaku entered and looked at his struggle, Ryuu with concern and Gaku with amusement.

He glared at both of them passing the message Don’t say a word.

His partners came closer and put their hands on the fabrics.

Tenn let a breath.

He could use some help.

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Yuki was never too fond of big gatherings.

But as a member of Re:Vale, one of the biggest idol groups right now, his presence was needed.

He looked around, trying to spot his partner.

He saw Momo across the room, talking to a familiar person.

The young Tsukumo with his foxy eyes that made him extremely untrustworthy.

He knew the man’s friendship with Momo was important for Re:Vale’s survival, just like his connections with Hoshikage productions.

But he was also concerned about Momo. He knew his partner always put himself in the line to protect him and their dream.

He is the same guy who came to his house daily to convince him not to give up.

So of course he was concerned.

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Haruka always had a complicated relationship with love.

He knew he loved his parents, but he does not really remember them, nothing but a blur.

He also knows he loves his grandma. And he is grateful for all she did for him.

But there were many times where his love turned into hate.

When Kujo adopted him and turn him into a performer, he was excited and happy.

But soon, as he was not what the man wanted, he threw him on the streets without a second though.

And sometimes, his hate turned into love.

He had learned to hate the fans, that they were a bunch of brainwashed people ready to throw money on his way.

But once he became an idol finally, he started to become grateful to them, and the power they gave him.

He also hated his unitmates at the start. Three more people he could not connect with.

But as more time they spend together, he started to grow closer to them and to care for them.

They became his biggest strength and he was grateful for this.