The sky visible outside of the estate through the gorgeous glass walls, was turning into a beautiful shade of cherry color. Thick clouds starting to gather in the sky, and the sun's about to slowly sank into the west, signaling the start of the nighttime.
Immediately after they all set foot into the house, they collapsed onto the long couch, all at the same time.

"Pretty tired, huh? Guess I'll make dinner."

Sumire put her bag down and was about to go into the kitchen, then Yuudai swiftly raised his head up,

"No, let me make dinner tonight."

Just as he got up from the couch to go make dinner, Shun also probbed himself up and muttered,

"Make me one of your omelettes, Sumire."

"Looks like I have to make it."

Yuudai retorted back to Sumire who was already putting on the apron.

"But I can make omelette, too."

Shun lazily got up from the couch and walked up toward the two as he cut through their conversation, earning a look of exasperation from Yuudai.

"I don't want yours."

Yuudai sighed softly at the dark blue haired man before walking off into the living room again. Just as he went into the living room, another figure appeared, popping his head into the kitchen.

"I want tempura."

Sumire focused her gaze from what she was doing, toward the red head. She stared into his face a few seconds, probably in exasperation, before shifting her attention back to cooking again.

"Alright, alright, fine."

Pleased, the red head walked out, a small grin evident on his lips. Finally, dinner was ready and everyone sat around the dinning table to start eating.

"Ryo's eating tempura again."

Ikki yelped at red haired male who was chugging down his tempura at a fast pace.

"You need to start eating healthy."

Yuudai, the caramel haired added, stuffing his face with veggies.

"C'mon Yuu, all you eat is veggies, your plate is literally veggies, I can't even see the rice anymore."

"Well, you have to eat healthy when you're old."

Taking his chance from Ryota's protest, Shun teased the caramel one, which earned him a sharp glare.

"Who are you calling old?"

"But you are the oldest here. Accept the truth."

"Excuse me, I'm ONLY 25, which is not the age to be called old man."

"That doesn't change the fact that you are the oldest."

"Can't you two please stop? Ikki and I are trying to watch the TV."

Kohaku, couldn't stand their continuous bickering anymore, cried out.

"Why are you watching TV in the middle of dinner?"

The dark blue male and caramel one exclaimed at the raven male in unison.

"What? Cuz I want to?"

As the raven tried his best to retort, the ringing of a phone cut everyone off. Ren quickly picked up his ringing phone and the dining table went quiet for the first time after they had started eating.

"Yes? Aoi? Why are you calling me at this time? "

Everyone was eating their food in silence, with their eyes on their plates but their ears picking up every word Ren was saying on his phone. After a few minutes of this, the platinum blonde put his phone away, and continued his eating while everyone stared at his profile before Kohaku spoke up.

"Aoi? Is it Aoi matsuba; the actress?"

"Yep, that's the one."

Ren answered without looking up from his plate.

"Wait, aren't you dating Mizuki? The one from the talk show?"

Yuudai, with a puzzuled expression, lifted an eyebrow at the platinum male who was chewing down his meal carefully and voiced his thoughts.

"Yes, I was but we broke up. What about her?"

"You broke up!?"

Ikki's sky blue eyes went wide at this but Ren, on the other hand, just continued eating deliberately.

"But it was like only a month ago you two started dating!?"

"Hmm."

"And now are you telling me you're going out with Aoi Matsuba??"

"Who said I'm going out with Aoi Matsuba?"

"Then, what was the call about?"

Kohaku sounding suprised, threw continuous questions to the platinum male's way.

"Well, we're not dating. Rather, hooking up."

"Again? Another hook up?"

The one to yelp this time was Suzuran. The twins were silently listening to everyone's blabbing, up until this point.

"I didn't know a person can have this many hook ups and can still be as easy going as ever."

Sumire muttered and put down her chopsticks, giving Ren a sidelong glance.

"Well, that has become my daily life, and stable relationships give me constant headache, so......"

Ren shruged his shoulders and dug into his food yet again with a relaxed demaner, causing Yuudai to shake his head vigorously.

"I forgot that you're an ultimate playboy for a second there."

The first to get up from the dining table was Shun, he finished his food without thier notice, while everyone was busy dealing with Ren.

"Thanks for the meal."

"Mimi? You're finished too, right? Since you cooked today, leave the dishes to me."

"Okay, thanks."

On that note, the dinner came to an end with everyone retreating back to each of their rooms.

It was already well into the night when Ryota came out of the shower. Being a gym rat, he was at the gym downstairs, up until a while ago; doing some light exercises to maintain his perfect body shape. Since they rarely get free times or day offs, he takes every chance he could get to give his body some quick work out. With today, being no exception. While he was throwing on a shirt, he noticed a figure, sitting on the bench in the yard. When he carefully appoarched the figure, he realised that it was Sumire, with her laptop in her lap. She was staring into the sky. Probably at the stars or the moon which hung in between the clouds, giving off faint light. She seemed to be in deep thoughts too. So, he figured she was working and faked a little cough to pull her out of the daze.

"What are you doing?"

She turned around and then let out a small yelp, startled.

"You working?"

"Mmm, not quite."

As she avoided his question, a sweet, faint smell of soap entered her nostrils.

"Were you in the bath?You must have been in the gym, then."

Without answering her question, they both fell silent at the same time, gazing at the little twinkling stars of the sky which was like a black campus. The sky was breathtakingly beautiful. The wind flew pass them lazily.

"I've hit the writer's block."

The first to break the long silence was Sumire, muttering under her breath. It was so soft Ryota barely caught it. But at least he did.

"That's why you're here? Staring at the night sky with a blank expression?"

"Well, yeah. Do you see any other reason?"

"Then why don't you just go to sleep if inspiration doesn't strike you?"

"Well, easier said then done. 'Cause my deadlines are fast approaching."

"Ain't this about our album; Mon Cherie?"

Sumire who was looking straight without looking at the red head beside her, turned around at last with a soft sigh.

"I ain't just your ghostwriter, but also a screenwriter and a producer of Yugan pro:"

"Oh well, you are the one who refused to let any other ghostwriter to handle the band's lyrics than yourself."

"It's better that 'I' write the lyrics than leaving it to some random people."

"Whatever. Cuz of that now your hands are full and they are piling up."

Ryota, without waiting a second for her to retort back, sat up and headed back to his room with those words.

"Rude."

She murmured the word into thin air as she redirected her attention back to the dark sky again. The moon has been covered by thick dark clouds that the night's becoming even darker.