4's a crowd

The beginning

"Ah... hello?" The oddly beautiful and feminine man was walking around the place he knew. "Is this still part of the twisted game?" He had cooking utensils. A spatula, a ladle, and a pan. He wore a fiery apron, with a brown long sleeve, high necked Japanese garment underneath.. He seemed... confused. "Miss Chidouin, dinner's ready... Miss Chidouin?" Kai stood still. "That's a problem, it seems. And I left the laundry to dry too..." He didn't even flinch from the cold. It was late at night. "How odd. Nobody's here. I suppose this is is peaceful." He sighed. "I can't even make eggs Benedict here..." Kai was lost in the city. He put a finger to his chin, a thinking pose that was common for him. "This is QUITE suspicious, however." He drew out his pan, narrowing his chocolate brown, almond shaped eyes. "If anyone is there, do come out. I don't wish to harm you." Kai was very handsome, from a point of view. He glared, the streetlights hitting him directly in the face. He couldn't see much of anything. It's so dark.

“Mister policeman! I think I heard something-“ Gin hissed, he tried to be as silent as possible but obviously it wasn’t working at all. Keiji held Gin's paw tighter, scanning the surrounding area. he listened closely, hearing the familiar voice. without a word he stepped out from hiding, gin trailing behind him anxiously. “Kai?“ He prayed he was right, his senses never failed him before. Keiji had been wondering if any of the others had come around, he did miss them already. Gin grabbed the back of Keiji's vest tightly, pulling his hood down to cover more of his face.If this was a stranger he certainly didnt want to be seen, that way if they followed him they wouldn’t remember his features. which was a stupid idea honestly, the cat cloak would give him away immediately.

"It depends. To who am I- wait a minute. That cloak... and the figure there... you must be Gin, and Keiji-san." Kai lowered his pan. "What what are you two doing out so late? You, Gin should be in bed. Growing boys need their rest. And Keiji... you'd be awake regardless. I can tell by the darkness in your eyes. I was looking for other people. These-" A car passed, and Kai knocked everyone aside with his reflexes. "Car." He sighed. "I missed you, in all actuality Keiji-san. And Gin, You look filthy. I was going home to the Chidouin manor...but do... your parents wash your clothes? And if so, how far are they?" Kai's voice had no accenting.

Keiji eased up a bit after realizing it was only kai, its better than a stranger at least. he did jump when they were both pushed out of the way though, he didnt even notice the car coming to be honest. “slow down there Kai, i dont think any of us know what we’re doing here.“ He scratched the back of his neck in thought as always, looking around at the city lights. he had no clue where he was and he would love to find out as soon as everyone is reunited. Gin crept out from behind keiji, hugging mew-chan tightly to his chest. “no, meow. my clothes haven’t been washed in awhile woof. i dont know where my parents are, meow. “ he sounded scared, being lost boy in an unfamiliar place is terrifying. the bright lights and sounds hurt his ears and eyes and he wasn’t sure what to do with himself anymore. he just wants to go home.

"Do..you remember dying in the death game?" Kai suggested. "I expired much longer after than you thought. Well. It was a simulation from The start but I couldn't say anything. We are in our hometown. The Chidoun manor is up ahead, since the school is there- yes- let's see- if that's there then Joe would be-" Kai felt stupid realizing they could have called a car over to ask where they are and if they could get a ride home. "We'll... we'll get you home." Kai was nervous. He clutched his cooking supplies, accidentally grabbing Keiji's arm, before coughing and letting go. Kai was very awkward. He pulled out a red sash, tying up his utensils into a bundle, before walking towards a familiar place. His own home. "We have arrived at a temporary stay, my own home." He opened the door with a sigh, turning on the lights. It was SPOTLESS.