[Kaguya]

Yuki continued to walk down the hall smiling his hand brushing against the wall almost if he was feeling his way around, his other hand in Yukio's, but took his hand away and signed in their own code letting him know he could feel a breeze it was faint but there and if he wanted to see if they could find the source as it might lead to the garden. Seeing another person he bowed a little before hugging into Yukio more shaking, he didn't know why but he knew that the one who just walked past was their owner.

Waiting till Eric moved away he looked up to his brother “That is our master, he is to finely dressed to be like us” he say in a whisper but then but his lip “Or he could be the favourite slave” he say looking down but then if he was indeed like them Yuki thought he would have at least stopped to say hello and ask their names. He just moved closer to his brother and shook a little wanting to get out of there, he would rather be a doll in a place where people would talk to them than a place that was beautiful yet desolate of any life and warmth.

Taking his brother's hand once more he moved down the hallway his hand on the wall almost like he was following something, his eyes closing he felt peaceful somehow but he placed this down to the fact his brother was close to him, protecting him, reassuring him that everything would be okay so longs they where together and that no power in the universe would be able to tear them apart, he was innocent enough to believe such things, but then why wouldn't he Yukio had been there doing this for as long as he remembered.

Before he knew it he stopped and opened his eyes, looking around he found they where inside the grand library, as with the main hall it was lavishly furnished with a large cherry oak desk, deep forest green velvet curtains, all books within it where first editions. Looking to the books he seemed to get frustrated as the words where so big “Yukio...” he looked down his voice showing how upset he was about not being able to read the words, but raising his head he studied them once more. A single book seemed out of place to him and so went to pick it up.

Pulling the book back the book shelf moved into the wall Yuki jamp behind Yukio and started crying “I-I didn't mean to” his voice was panicked as he believed he had actually damaged the wall of the library but feeling the breeze he wiped his tears away on his sleeve “Th-this was the breeze I felt, shall we follow it?” he would let Yukio decide he was the stronger one in his opinion and had never steered them wrong in the past

[Yokuutsu]

Yukio smiles at his brother a bit. “That’s a good way to think of it.” He wasn’t thinking of it that way...though it is a nice way to think of things, less depressing. “Yes, we’re good boys…but remember, even the best people mess up and do something wrong once in awhile.” Humans are humans. And humans are imperfect. “And sometimes…people expect perfection.” Which is why Yuki sometimes gets punished….like with the shopping list. Yukio always really wanted to hurt that master once he knew about that little thing. “Luck? I doubt they’re so small that they can’t be seen, so there is a little possibility that we could find it. And Yukio isn’t planning on bringing up cameras in the bathrooms unless he actually happened to find one. Until then, he’ll hope and pray that there aren’t any.

He smiles a bit more. To his knowledge, his brother is the only one who has been able to get him smile. Take that as you will. He trusts Yuki the most out of everyone he’s met so far, to say the least. That feeling is mutual. “I’d rather it be me than you.” He says softly, especially in cases like that. Where Yuki can’t really help it and he tried his hardest. “I…can’t promise that, but I’ll try not to.” He won’t let Yuki get a punishment he doesn’t deserve if he can help it. Though, sometimes, there’s nothing he can do about it either way. “Just keep on improving though…becoming better is never a bad thing.” Unless one becomes proud because of it.

Yukio takes his brother’s hand as they begin to walk. He’s taking in his surroundings a bit since he doesn’t like the idea of getting lost. “Ah…probably not actually. This is a more upscale garden. There might be expensive plants here.” Since Yukio doesn’t know what actually makes a plant expensive. “Or rare plants…it might be fenced or gated and the like. So no one can steal the expensive and rare plants.” Though it is possible that they could get out that way. “That’s the main problem.” Yukio doesn’t even have a clue of where they might or might not go, but maybe he’ll be able to figure something out someday.

“That’s the point of gardens, to remind us that those things, peace, harmony, and beauty, still exist in this world.” Even though people may not see it often enough. “Don’t be like that.” There’s sadness in his voice as he pulls Yuki over and hugs him. “You aren’t a waste of space…they just never saw the good points apparently. They were blind.” It hurts him any time that Yuki thinks like this. No one should ever think that way.

Yukio kind of jumps as well, not expecting that voice again. He needs to get used to the voices out of nowhere. He kind of starts petting Yuki a bit, trying to be comforting and calm him down. “It’s a voice we’ve heard before.” It’s the master. “It’s close to an hour. An hour is 60 minutes, remember?” He’s just reminding him a bit of time counting. Repetition is the key to learning.

Yukio nudges his brother a bit, giving him the go ahead on the find the breeze thing. As Yuki bows, on instinct Yukio does the same thing. Habits are hard to break, be they good or bad. “I don’t think he is a slave. A house like this, if there were more…we would’ve heard them or something by now, wouldn’t we?” He’s not completely sure about that. Some people are pretty good at being sneaky/quiet. He wraps an arm around Yukio a bit as the other shakes. “It’ll be okay.”

Yukio sighs a bit in the room. So many books….too bad they didn’t have the chance to read them probably. Then…he could help Yuki with them…and eventually he could read them on his own. And even if he needed help, there are more things to learn from books than what they’ve learned so far. They’ll need knowledge if their fates ever change…and it never hurts to better yourself.

He just tries to soothe his brother as the bookshelf moves. “Calm down, it’s alright. It’s….apparently meant to do that. You putting a book back isn’t going to do something like that.” Unless the walls were made of dust or something that is. At the question, he tugs Yuki forward and through the open way.

(I hate this reply btw)

[Kaguya]

Yuki listened to everything his brother said “I like butterfly’s though their life last only one day, they are beautiful and live it it's fullest” he say happily, though put his finger to his mouth thoughtfully as he digested the last part “But if nothing is perfect, then why do people expect it? Isn't impossible?” he ask his voice showed he was confused on the matter “We are good boys for trying right” his voice showing worry, he didn't want to be punished for something that was out of his power. “We are going to try and find the cameras?” he say blinking bringing his hand to his side once more, he was worried about the cameras but more so about what would happen if they where found with them.

Yuki grinned smiled seeing his brother smile, seeing Yukio smiling always made him happy and in these dark times they both needed the light that smiling brought. He trusted his brother with his very essence to the point if he was told that dying was the only way to bring happiness to them, he would do it without a second thought. To many he seemed a little 'to' trusting, but why would he doubt the only person that had been there with him every second of his life, through the light and darkness each day brought into their existence “I don't want you hurt if you have done nothing wrong Yukio... You need to promise” he say with a sad tone looking down. He knew for a fact that the subject had been closed but he still wanted to try and get the promise one more time.

“I'll keep improving, promise” he say with a soft smile “If pride is a sin, is it wrong I am proud of myself when I can read a new word?” he ask that had always confused him, as the two things contradicted itself “Flowers are flowers, they do not judge one another, it's nor right that others do” he say with a pout, he didn't understand these types of things so once again his innocence once again showed “Or the fences and gates could be there to keep us in” he say his hand going to his sash “Former master said we where like rare flowers” he say never understood why, but then again how many Japanese children where born with ice blue eyes and snow white hair.

Looked up ans he was pulled into his brother's warm, loving embrace “I've been called it so much Yukio Sempai, it must be true” he say quietly, he couldn't help it if it took him a while to understand things it was how the gods had made him, he didn't want to upset his twin by speaking in such a way but how could he really think any different the only one that ever supported him was Yukio and as much as he loved and valued his brothers words, at the end of the day it was the ones with the power that's opinion mattered but he tried not to let it get to him, sometimes however it was just hard to do. “I know I have good points, everyone does but because I keep making idiotic mistakes my good points are never seen” he say quietly nuzzling lint his brothers chest for support.

Yuki nodded to what was said “Perhaps a tone would be better to come before he speaks, so we know that master is talking and not just our imaginations” he say with a small voice, almost purring as he was petted. He never minded it, in fact he thought of it as a way of comfort as he always got petted if he was scare or worried. “Fifty minutes is close to an hour...” he repeated, and mouthed it a few times silently before nodding “More than an hour or less than an hour?” he wanted to clarify, but got side tracked at what had been said

“You think there is only me, you the person that mixes languages and master in the house...” he looked down to the floor and shook a little “This place is going to be scary at night” his voice showing he was scared, he never did get over the fear of the dark but then again when most bad things seem to happen at night, how could you get over such a fear? It just reinforces it. Hearing Yukio's words of comfort he nodded “So longs we are together everything will be okay” he say smiling, he truly did believe those words.

Looking Yukio as he said that it was meant to happen he felt at ease “O-okay” he say, his voice shaking a little still as he was tugged through the doorway, not that he needed much influencing. He didn't want to be separated from Yukio and so moved down the long narrow corridor that seemed to lit by torches that ignited as they walk close to them, each time it happened Yuki jamp “It's creepy down here” he say looking at the Victorian craftsmanship. After about fifteen minutes, several twists and turns and a stair case they came to a stone wall.

On the wall there where three switches, one with a picture hour glass, one with a picture of a brain and one with a picture of an eye. Looking at them he blinked “The eye is perception, the brain is mind and the hourglass time” he say continuing to look at the three he bit his lip and moved his hand to the switch that had the eye near it, then he moved it to the one with the mind, and then to the one with the hourglass, watching as a door opened to the garden “Perception and mind can either lose or gain sharpness in time” he say looking to Yukio for a minute to see what he thought, before his eyes going back to the door.

A fresh cool summer breeze could easily bee felt on their skin, as the sunlight kissed their forms, taking his brother's hand he moved through the door into what seemed like a garden that hadn't been touched by time, the garden seemed wild and unkempt almost like it had been forgotten by everyone, as it seemed self enclosed from the rest of the house. Moving away from Yukio he tried to see if he could find some gardening tools “Perhaps it can be our secret until we can get it neatened up and we can present it to master” he say thoughtfully as he continued searching

[Judas]

Christophe could hear the torutring noise of the gravel underneath his slightly torn converes break into smaller pieces, basically dying into the dust of the earth. Christophe's eyes wandered from the left to the right every so often, looking at his surroundings and taking in on what he was able to see from his point of view. He noticed all the different kinds of roses that were laid out neatly...some were growing slightly wild but none needed to be cut down either...so that was a good sign.

After a couple of minutes as he spotted the different flowers in the garden he soon came to a building...but it looked like it was attached to the main mansion, Christophe couldn't think what this was called but it started with a C, the walls were made of glass and there was a glass door as well. Hesitating for a moment he reached out and twisted the door knob before he was hit with a lavender frageriance from inside, the inside had several pots of growing lavender. He smiled slightly before entering the mansion once again, looking at the room he saw some chairs, a table and another door, this is where he would spend his free time. Smiling he saw another door and went towards that, twisting the knob he was now in a lighted corridor, but no portraits were held here...only lighting. Christophe raised an eyebrow before he took a left, unsure on where he was going, he could hear noise...footsteps maybe?

[[Bad bad bad!!!]

[Uzekins]

Eric gave everyone enough time to wander around a bit but hopefully not enough time to get lost. He knew the home was big and held a few secrets. He didn't want any of his workers getting lost since he did need people around in his lonesome life. Shortly after he had ordered the two large pizzas, 2L Pepsi and a medium garlic fingers.

Soon the doorbell rang as Eric had anticipated within 20 minutes after the initial 15 to cook the food. He was close by and had to pay for the food anyhow. He opened the door, grabbed the boxes and bag before paying and tipping the delivery guy. He decided to take the more comfortable approach and allow them to all eat in the lounge that was close enough to the dining hall.

He went to the kitchen to use the intercom as it was the closest one available. "Pizza is here. Come on in before it gets cold. I'll be in the main hall waiting." Eric said into the thing before waiting where he said he would. It was the easiest way to find him and get around the place. It was a good thing there were speakers in the garden as well since otherwise his efforts would have been in vane.

Once everyone gathered in the main hall he led them to the lounge. Inside there was a loveseat, couch and two comfortable chairs all matching the room. There was also a nice oak table to put food and coasters on for drinks. He divided up the pizza with two slices each and a few garlic fingers before pouring his glass of pepsi. He would talk more about the rest of today's plans and some introductions while eating.

[Judas]

Christophe had wandered the portraitless corridor for several minutes untill he took one turn right and went straight ahead before he was in a hallway full of them...the lighting in the room was dim though. Walking for several more he was thinking to himself, 'this place is pretty big' and 'I wonder what my new master would be like...' and stuff around that. He was just plain curious that was all.

Soon Christophe heard a newly familiar voice before he nodded to himself and decided to try and find the way to the main hall. As he walked he was fitting himself as well, making sure his hair was tidy, making sure everything was tidy as well...and not he had no spots on his face which gladly he didn't...the use of hands these days. After a couple of moments he found a bright coloured door that stood ot, opening it he saw that he was in a hall now...was it the main hall? Christophe then noticed a red haired male. That must be his new master. Smiling slightly he quietly slipped through the door and began to walk up to the red haired male, small smile on his face.

"Bonjour, monsieur..." Christophe said good day , sir in french, his accent clearly visible. He stood there, hands by his side , waiting for the others that he had seen early unless they were guests but probably weren't. Once everyone was there he was lead to the lounge where they soon began to have their dinner, all that Christophe would have was his drink...he didn't like greasy foods...or fast food.

[Yokuutsu]

“Yes, we could learn from them.” So few people try to live their lives anywhere close to the fullest. Some can’t live it to the fullest. At least not yet. “I think it’s impossible unless you are divine. Then it is possible…though whether even they are or not, some people question that.” Yukio isn’t sure either way, like everyone he questions why things happened this way. “Of course.” More like he just thinks Yuki is a good boy. Him? He’s not so sure of. “Trying is the best we can do. And we might achieve it by trying.” He kind of sighs. “I don’t really know about trying to find them all….there’s just certain places that it would bother me if he was watching.”

Yukio would never tell his brother a lie like that. Death doesn’t promise happiness and neither does life, but during life you can try for it and possibly get it. Once you die? You don’t get that chance anymore. “I told you I can’t promise that. That still hasn’t changed. But I’ll try.” He has about the same feelings for Yuki. Yuki shouldn’t be punished when a master made him go with something he had to read when the master knew he was dyslexic. That still makes him so mad when thinks about it so he pushes it away as quick as possible.

“I don’t think so. Unless you’re too proud. I think the sin part comes in when you think you’re better than a person because of something you can do that they can’t.” People have different abilities. That’s the way they were made. Some people have some abilities while others don’t, but they have different abilities. “That’s the way humans are. We like having names for things and once they have names, the judging starts. Though it isn’t right.” He’s just looking at his brother. Yukio understood that part, but it doesn’t matter now. They’re away from that now.

“Just because someone says it, doesn’t make it true Yuki.” He says softly. It just makes him so sad inside that it actually hurts when Yuki says things like this. He always tries to keep Yuki from noticing that though. He wants his brother to tell him the truth, how he feels and all even if it does hurt Yukio to hear it. Yukio nuzzles back a bit. “You were made a certain way.” Dyslexic. “And so certain things don’t come as easy, but people shouldn’t be focusing on just that section. You can do other things very well.” Some abilities that Yuki doesn’t get to show off or anything really.

Yukio chuckles a bit. “That would be nice.” He doesn’t like jumping every single time he hears it. “Less than an hour by ten minutes.” He looks at Yuki a bit. “I could be wrong. There could be more people.” Yuki knows that fear. He overcame it somehow and so can help his brother with his fear. Otherwise they’d both be freaking out a bit a night. “Yes, and I’ll never be leaving.”

“I think….the design is nice.” But then again, sometimes Yukio likes weird things. He just smiles while his brother explains the symbols and pushes/pulls the switches. “And I said we all have abilities. There’s one of yours.” Yuki might not be able to read perfectly, but his brain works fairly well apparently. After the door opens, he follows his brother through the forgotten garden. “You’re a good person.” A random comment in reply to what Yuki said.

Yuki jumps a bit as the voice comes again. That intercom thing is getting a bit annoying even if it is convenient. “Come, brother, the master is calling.” He goes over and takes his brother’s hand, heading back the way they came. Luckily, Yuki remembers the short trips they’ve made. It would be bad to be lost so soon. He leads them back to the main hall and bows a bit to the man from earlier when he sees him. Though he still isn’t too fond, to say the least, of that other one.

[Kaguya]

Yuki smiled hearing what his brother said and nodded “One day we can be like butterfly’s and come from our cocoons, even if it's only for a short time right?” his voice sounding hopeful as he spoke, he wanted to feel like there was more than what they had been put through all their life, that they could live like many others did in a privileged life not one in servitude bowing to everyone else's will. “I believe in the divine, if I didn't then I'm sure we would have been pulled apart by now and given to separate masters” he shook a little at such a dreadful thought, he couldn't even bare the thought of losing the one who cared for him when everyone else seemed to have forsaken him.

Hearing they where good boys for even trying to perfect what was asked of them was more than enough to keep him happy “I'm glad we are good boys, because good boys don't get punished” he say with a simple matter of a fact tone, but then this was the way they where raised to think, so it was no wonder that Yuki seen it as a black and white deal. Going back to the camera's he placed his hand to his lips thoughtfully “Bedroom and bathroom?” he say quietly before looking down, “I don't want to be watched in those area's but it's not for us to decided” he knew that for a fact and he accepted it.

Hearing his brother's answer he knew it had been an open and closed case the first time but he blamed himself for many of the punishments and wounds his brother had received over the years and it weighed heavily on his mind as he felt like a burden to him. He moved his hand away from his mouth and looked down “Perhaps our first master was trying to better me by giving me such a task, forcing me to get better” he say innocently, he had always tried to reason it and that one seemed to be the most plausible of them all, however something deep inside him told him it wasn't the reason and began to feel sick as he thought about the punishment he had received that his brother didn't know about.

Listening to the explanation to the pride of superbia (pride) he tilted his head a little “Does that mean our masters commit the sin of pride?” he whisper not wanting to get heard just in case he got heard and punished for an innocent observation “My abilities include, dancing, cooking, gardening, riddles and puzzles!” he exclaimed happily, he was proud of himself for the few things he did get right but made sure to keep in check as he knew pride could be a down fall if it wasn't. Hearing Yukio speaking he nodded “We are eta and so are not thought off as people but as property” he say showing he understood what his brother was saying, he closed his eyes believing that was all they ever would be even though he didn't like it, but as children they tried to fight their fate and all that happened was sever punishments, he lost his fight quickly on the matter.

“But they are better than us, we need to listen to them” he say hugging his brother closely, it confused him how certain things they had to listen to while other things they could ignore, he just couldn't decipher the difference and so listened to everything, in doing so he easily got hurt by such words, thought giggled as he was nuzzled he was happy as long as Yukio was there to help him understand things “I try really hard that is good, but reading is really hard and I don't write well either” he say remembering the last time he tried to write his name and it taking him several hours and was still illegible.

He smiled happily hearing Yukio thought it was a good idea too “Perhaps we can talk to master and he'll do it?” he say but look down and shook his head realizing how stupid he just made himself seem “It's not our place to question master or think of how to make it easier for us... pay no mind” he say with a low tone, just contently hugging him “Fifty minutes is less than one hour by ten minutes, ten minutes is six hundred seconds” he say trying to clarify it into his head, and mimed it several times so he would remember “I don't think there are any others, we would have came across at least a few others by now” he say honestly scooting closer.

Yukio looked up and smiled “I'm glad, I'd be lost without you” he say, his eyes showed he couldn't live without his brother's head and just by how he clinged to him proved this beyond a reasonable doubt. “The corridor is still scary wither it is designed well or not, it is eerie” he say with a small voice he didn't like places that where dimly lit and small it made him feel uneasy, hearing his brother saying about his abilities he smiled a little “It was nothing more than a riddle” he say in a small tone looking around the garden “Your a good person too Yukio, if it wasn't for you I wouldn't be like I was” he say replying to the compliment with one of of his own.

Hearing the voice again he jamp letting out a yelp as he landed on his ankle “Y-Yukio” he whimper limping a little nodding “Yes, we mustn't make master wait” he say moving behind his brother closing the door behind him resetting the switches so the secret garden could remain just that until they got it ready for their master. Getting to the main hall he bowed quietly trying to flatten his foot but winced so kept pressure from it following Yukio he sat down but pushed the food and the drink away from him lowering his head closing his eyes. He was lactose intolerant and he didn't drink fizzy drinks as it gave him hiccups, but he remained quiet.

After a moment he opened his eyes and looked to the one that seemed to mix his languages for a minute he tilted his head for a moment, opening his mouth as if he was going to ask him a question but closed his mouth quickly as he did his eyes and tipped his head down, he was scared and didn't want to bother anyone with questions especially with ones that could be classed as stupid ones.

[Uzekins]

Eric assumed there was something wrong with the two since they lacked the interest in the pizza. He wanted to know why, but didn't mind anyway since he could easily eat one large for all his meals for a day. He soon learned about a lactose allergy and a few other things since he brought out the shopping list as well. He wondered if the other twin was going to at least try it out though seeing as he was the only one who didn't have an allergy or was against semi-greasy foods.

He easily cleaned up three slices of the pizza in the single one hour sitting since they decided to bond a little. He decided he would let them try and read off the list but if they had any issues to ask him what it was or something of those lines. After he was done, the rest was pushed aside a bit as he got up. He waited for the others to get ready to go out as he would wait at the front for them. He would pick up things to accommodate all of their tastes in food since he had enough money to do so and he didn't want any of them to become sick.

He waited until they all came out, ready for a drive to the grocery store with the list and he also added onto it as he asked what some of their favourites were. Once inside, he grabbed at least one cart. He would go back for more if they were needed. He let them read off the list, letting the dyslexic one try out first. When he got things wrong he would correct him by helping him out and get him to try out another word while the others went for those items that were said.

He praised him when he did get them right eventually. He would need some practice but it would become easier when he got used to the common items on the list. Eventually there were two cartfuls of food. Once at the checkout, it took at least 30-45 minutes to ring everything through and to pay for it all. He brought his cash instead of a debit or credit card as it was usually quicker to pay that way. Once that was done, the car would be packed up, having some groceries in the back with the staff.

Once home he helped them put things away and let them help themselves to any of the easy things to make if they were not pre-made. Especially since they mostly hadn't eaten. He walked back to the other room and finished off the 2L of Pepsi before bringing the pizzas back to be wrapped up and placed in the spare fridge. It was basically a mini fridge to fit already used things and leftovers. It held enough room to put all that in and a full turkey dinner or something. Once that was all done he allowed them to eat and do what they wished before handing them the schedule to be up by and things like that. He would assign the jobs tomorrow.

[Kaguya]

Yuki looked up as he was asked about not eating the food and drink that had been provided he remained silent for a long moment “I can't eat cheese I'm lactose intolerant” he say with a small voice not raising his head, he felt a little to open for his licking bit he knew there was nothing that could be done as it had been their owner who asked the question. “Fizzy drinks give me hiccups. Besides Yukio and I have never ever been allowed such things” he say honestly again his voice was small as he spoke.

His eyes moved to Christopher “Why do you mix languages?” he ask his voice showing he wasn't meaning it is an insult, it was more out of curiosity. Being handed something he looked at the words then to Yukio with a worried expression, he placed the piece of paper down after looking at it again for five minutes “I can't read that the words are to difficult” he shook a little trying to keep tears from falling, he was concerned that he would get into trouble for not being able to read so well.

Seeing their master stand and move out of the main hall, he stood and began to clear away the table without a word leaving the drink there as he seen others where still drinking, he placed his pieces of pizza's in some film and placed it into the fridge. And cleaned the plates that weren’t still being used as well as his own glass, drying them he danced around the kitchen a little as he tried to figure out where the plates, glasses and cutlery where placed. Finding each place he put away everything happy that he done something good.

He tried to think what his favourite foods where but in truth Yukio and himself had never really been given anything but plain foods that where high in nutrition and where filling in small amounts, sighing he closed his eyes “Much different” he whispered to himself drying off the worktop. When he was finished he moved to the front door where the master would be waiting, stopping he bowed “I am sorry I made you wait master” he say with a small tone, his eyes looking for his brother as he felt scared.

Getting into the car he hugged close to Yukio being in a confined place scared him enough without two people he didn't know and one of them being his owner. He seemed more like a scared child than a teenager; closing his eyes he mimed words you a song he often heard their mother sing when they where growing, how he wished that she would have taken the time to sing to them, he realized at a young age that it would never happened, they where children of rape and they where different visually from others so it put them at a disadvantage from the get go.

Getting out the car when it stopped he looked to the name of the store but it just looked like a bunch of squiggles to him and he already felt his heart sinking as he moved into the store making sure not to move to far from his brother. Taking out the list he looked at the words, he tried to sound out dome of the words but they did seem right. Shaking a little remembering what his past had been like “Y-Yukio...” he whimper holding up the list “Lentils?” he say curious if he got it right, what had actually been written was 'potatoes'

Yuki walked about collecting the items as he was helped, he felt so bad that he needed so much help for something so simple, after forty-five minutes he walked to the counter and remained quiet as he helped to pack things away. Again on the way back he done the exact same thing hugging into Yukio, a small yawn escaping his lips, after finished he looked down “Sorry” he'd whisper believing he was being a bad boy for being tired in the master's presence but then he normally started to get tired about this time of day.

When they got 'home' he got out and began to help get the shopping into the house, helping to unpack, placing things away when they got home. Hearing they where allowed to make something to eat, he went to get some rice, soya sauce, vegetables and a little chicken “Yukio, you want stir-fry?” he ask going to get some seasoning and a few eggs beginning to cook happily, this was proved as he hummed and danced around contently getting some tea made also. After twenty five minutes he placed three plates down on the table that had egg and chicken fried rice and steamed vegetables. How he made it look healthy as it didn't look greasy in the least bit.

Placing the teapot and three cups afterwards, quietly he sat down a smile on his face “I hope you both enjoy” he say taking a bite he made sure that he made more than what was required in case their master wanted some, but he had been careful on how he seasoned it. Putting his hand out he take the soya sauce and place a little on his food before taking another bite.

[Judas]

Christophe had his face looking downwards towards the flooring, he wasn't unwell he just did not feel the need to talk at the moment until he heard a question from his new master, he looked up, his right hand was cuddling the feather rock on his necklace as he looked over at Yuki...listening to the other before waiting to speak himself...being respectful. Once he got his turn he spoke, " Je deteste Obesé foods...anything that est pre-baked or already cooked quand acheté...It was consider a luxurie in my past 'homes' so It was something I've learned detester...Monsieur..." Christophe said truthfully as he stared at his master...Christophe had neither a smile nor a frown on his face...just a blank...straight face.

Christophe soon felt a set of eyes upon him...and his master's eyes as well...but than heard the bilingual question from Yuki, he turned towards him, his hand still cuddling his necklace, " I habité en France...but I learned lire englis'...but speaking est difficult..." Christophe told Yuki with the same face as he stared at him for a second before looking back towards his drink. Christophe soon saw his master had Yuki a list. Since he was nosy he learned back slightly and saw several words on it...it was a shopping list but soon saw the other react badly...he mustn't be able to read quite well..."C'est list de shopping..." Christophe advised the other with a small smile, reassuring him at least that it was okay.

Christophe soon noticed that his new master stood up, and move out of the room. He blinked slightly before taking a sip of his drink...he didn't much enjoyed it. After a couple of minutes Christophe followed into the kitchen...just as the other was placing the items away, he said nothing as he quickly washed and dried the plate and glass before placing them away in their respected cupboard.
Once he returned to the room and listened to what the master had said Christophe thought for a moment before speaking, "Um...Apples, Monsieur?" Christophe spoke out as he remembered his enslavement for a year in the Lorie Valley, France...he loved the apples that grew in the area.

After a few moments Christophe was soon drected towards the front door alongside his new master...it was tme to go shoppng for it seems that there s no food currently in the house....that wasn't bought from a freckily old teenager looking for work money while riding a scooter to each destination. Christophe made no noise once Yuki joined them. Once they were brought to the large car and once they got in they were driven...by their new master towards a large convenient store with the name in writing notable unreadable of today's generation. Christophe did not speak on the journey but noticed how clingy Yuki was...but did not say anything.

Once they got into the store Christophe didn't strain too far away from the others, and when Yuki tried to read the list Christophe blinked several times before whispering to him, "Potatoes..." He said as he noticed the word on the list that was the cause of the trouble. They're journey collecting the other foods as well was an eventful as well...and once they were finally finished after three quatres of an hour, they had filled two trolleies Christophe believed. He helped pack them away as the food was being paid for before they packed the car and went back 'home'.

Once they reached the new home of the three new servants Christophe helped to unpack the grocers and went and placed them n their approiate places, and once he was told on what they can do Christophe smiled slightly as he grabbed an apple before he began to eat it, leaning against the counter, staring at the others for a few seconds before he began to eat again, smiling slightly before he looked down.

After a period of nearly a half an hour he had eatten the apple and just sat down at the time, looking down slghtly as the other dished up some food for the three of them and tea also..."Merci Beaucoup...." Christophe thanked as he tried the str-fry, he smiled it tasted really good...fresh as well.

[Yokuutsu]

“Yes, that’s the goal.” Or to be like that for longer, whichever can be achieved. That, and his brother are the only reasons Yukio hasn’t fallen into the abyss called depression. “I question things sometimes, but the divine is there.” He may question whether the divine are actually active in the world nowadays, but they are still there, watching if nothing else. Yukio smiles a bit at the way his brother thinks. At times he wishes he thought like that, but he finds it hard if not impossible to do so. “I still plan on looking for them though.” And try to cover them up or something, especially in the bathroom, but he may never find them.

“Then he had no clue how humans work. Most would be discouraged by that and give up which would take away any chance of getting any better.” It’s true. The way that master did it, most would give into despair and give up. And that’s another reason that master’s methods make him so angry. And if Yukio did know about that punishment…..he’d probably have even more dislike for that master.

“Some probably do. Those who forget that we are also humans….even if not of the same station…sometimes I wonder.” Yukio isn’t bothering being quiet, but he isn’t being loud either. He isn’t that stupid at least. But then again, he isn’t really saying anything against anyone in particular. He chuckles and smiles a bit as Yuki lists his abilities. “Mmm…I don’t know about that really. Better? Not necessarily. More powerful? Yes. And they may be better. They may not be.” It’s hard to judge if someone is better than someone else in this world. He has his arms wrapped around Yuki. “But those are things you can learn over time.” Even if it may take him a long time. “Some things you can’t learn”

“We’ll just have to wait and see if he’ll do anything.” Neither of them know anything about this master. He may be against helping them do this and want them to do it on their own time if they have any. “That’s right.” He just says softly as Yuki clarifies for himself. “I think so too…” But they haven’t seen the entire place yet either.

“I think it would be scarier if the torches didn’t light up at all.” If it was pitch black in there, Yukio’s little past fear of the dark might come back. “Yes, but still an ability.” He says simply. Yukio smiles a bit. “You might be the same without me. You might be different. We can’t truly know since that isn’t going to happen and hasn’t happened, but thank you.”

He watches Yuki a bit as they walked, worried a bit at the limping. He looks around a bit when they get to eating, knowing his brother is lactose intolerant, but sadly every pizza in the universe pretty much has cheese on it. Yukio feels kind of weird about eating since no one else is, but it would be impolite not to eat since he doesn’t have an allergy or anything to this type of food. So he eats a slice or two. He’ll try and find something later for his brother. He has no idea when or where, but he’ll try to find something for Yuki.

Yukio has also been wondering about the mix languages too, but it annoys him at the same time. He doesn’t know the language and so it annoys him to not know what the other is saying. He could be saying horrible/perverted things. Well, not yet hopefully since he hasn’t said much actually. Yukio just has a problem about not being able to understand what people are saying or writing...since he needs to understand in case his brother needs some back up. After Yuki admits the reading thing, he gets prepared (mentally) to try and deflect punishment. Once he starts shaking, Yukio pulls him over a bit-hugging him to try and stop the shaking. He follows after Yuki with his plates and things doing the same.

“It doesn’t matter. If it’s edible…I’ll eat it.” And sometimes when it isn’t edible. Depends on the master on that one…though he’s never told Yuki about that one. To tell you the truth, Yukio doesn’t really have favorite foods. If it is edible, he will eat it. That’s the way he rolls. He doesn’t have any allergies to his knowledge and so he’ll eat anything. When Yuki looks for him, he just takes his brother’s hand. He gets in the car with Yuki and as the other clings/hugs close to him, he just wraps an arm around him, watching the other. Yukio actually refuses to think of how they came to be. It makes dark thoughts for him and he’d rather just keep that away for now.

At the question, he must correct his brother. “It’s potatoes…” And he tries to explain the syllabals to him a bit, quietly so the others don’t hear. He helps his brother get the items since he might need it. On the way back, he kind of pets Yuki. If the master did say something about Yuki yawning, he would defend his brother since yawning only means tired. It doesn’t mean quitting for the day.

He helps to unpack as well. It’s part of the “job” description…and he isn’t big on making waves today. It’s a little bit early for that personally. His stomach grumbles at the mention of stir fry. Sure, he ate a slice or two of pizza, to be polite, but it just didn’t do anything or fill him up. He just smiles as he watches his brother cook. It makes him happy to see his brother happy, even if it is only temporary.

Yukio puts a bit of soy sauce on his food. Drowning the food in soy sauce is a bad idea. It’s for added flavor….not to drown other flavors out. And so he starts munching. In his world, the best way to show you like the food…is to eat most/all of it.

[Uzekins]

Eric was happy to try out the food as he sampled the stir fry. Maybe he could assign their jobs now. He was relieved that one of them was at least good in the kitchen but needed someone else in case one of them got sick or couldn't work. He left for a moment, heading to the office in the house as he came back with the three job application forms. He lay them in front of the boys and held out a pen for each of them. "I figure it's better to do this much now. Choose wisely."

He waited for them to choose a job specifically for them, wondering who would take the cook position. "Now if any of you end up sick or unable to work for a day or something that is what the second line in the application is for. Substituting for whoever's main job it will be." He explained that if one of them got sick then one of the other two who would have the job in their second choice would become that worker for the amount of time necessary.

He waited around until the forms were filled in. He would stop by later to give them the appropriate attire for their jobs they will have chosen. "You will have frequent 15 minute breaks each day. Feel free to use the pool, game room and other entertainment devices in here." He said sweetly as he was an all around nice person. He believed befriending the staff would always make things better and so always treated them as friends. He even did that when he used to live here with his mother.