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Cane's responding grin was toothy. Obviously, he either missed out on territorial wars, or he just didn't care. The raven-haired boy ignored Micajah's peacemaking attempts, and instead clapped Scyeth on the back, as the older boy had done to him at the mall. They were fast becoming either allies, or rivals, it seemed.

When Weiyuan walked in, Cane scarcely cast him a glance, noticing, instead, Scyeth's response. These two weren't friends. "Scyeth, I hate to remind you that I really need no one on my team." Now his grin was for Micajah. "I simply enjoy the company." It was true. Cane was quite good, better than Scyeth, although that was changing as the demon learned the game.

Now, though, the handsome boy took a good look at the sweatpants clad Science student. "Canaan." He nodded by way of greeting.

Probably a late addition to the party, Wynn came sliding through the doors with the attitude of a winter breeze, feeling unwanted and quite out of place. He hadn't made any friends here at the school yet, but he was trying to, at the request of the teacher he had come to know underneath a starry sky. Blinking his amber eyes as he scanned the room around him, the dark skinned lad tried to pick out a familiar face at least.

There were all different kinds of boys here, boys he wasn't familiar with, boys he could already tell were strange, mayhaps too strange for him to get along with, and others he might get off with. Wynn Darbinian almost slipped back through the door from whence he came, back into the cold of the winter's grip, but he had already clicked the door shut with his free hand. His signature travel mug was tightly grasped in his hand, sloshing with hot chocolate he had made before he came over here.

Tucking his feet close to one another, and keeping close to the door as he debated retreating from this unfamiliar territory, Wynn screwed his mouth into a pensive frown.

Another arrival made his way through the door, late...but not really. There'd been no time, heck, no invitation really, but living with the reason for the party made one very aware of such things.

RuiZhi shut the door behind him carefully, two packages tucked beneath a lanky arm; one was small and retangular, the other flat and slender, both pressed against his side with his fingers curled around the bases to keep them from falling. He turned and nearly ran into a student that seemed to be very close to being glued to the door, catching himself before bumping into him. "Hello," he greeted Wynn, startled. "Sorry about that."

He'd finally found his glasses (score!), from which his warm brown eyes regarded the foreign looking student. He supposed that was a little unfair, since he himself and his...and Weiyuan were more unusual in appearance than everyone else, but the boy before him spoke of cold climates. Quite frankly, the teen looked like he might have rather run a mile in three feet of snow than stand in the room with the gathered.

Having not looked around yet, he smiled to Wynn, offering kindly, "Not all of them bite, but I'll advise you to the ones that do." The Chinese youth extended his free hand to Wynn, smiling widely, "RuiZhi Tai, Defensive Division. Welcome to ShinKami."

"What the hell is a Fabio?" Scyeth scowled, giving Micajah a fierce look. It wasn't fair, using adjectives he didn't understand. "Whatever, you still better sign up," he muttered, shaking his head as he caught wind of Mica's last comment. The blond snickered softly and looked over at Weiyuan, offering him a grin. "Excellent. Pick a team, mine or his," he explained, slightly sidetracked by the unfamiliar youth who had just entered. He didn't have much time to ponder over it, however, because-

"RUIZHI!" the blond cheered, bouncing on the balls of his feet. He waved the Chinese student over to the crowd he was gathering, unaware of any looks he might be garnering. "C'mere, c'mere. Bring your friend," he crowed, more than happy to meet the new student. He must be one of the boys that came when Cane did. Hm, maybe he'd like to play lacrosse too. That would be helpful; they still needed three other boys to join.

"RuiZhi," Scyeth crooned affectionately, visible eye fixed on the other student. Anyone with half-a-brain should have been able to guess the boys had paired themselves off, if they hadn't been told.

His face paled quickly before turning bright red.

Whaaa?!

Wha...what had Cane called him? Butterfly? Was that...supposed to be a nickname? And did it come from that one time he was reading the book in the classroom? Was that enough information for him to garner Micajah's interest in them, or had he said anything about them? It was all a big blur, one that made his head hurt just as much as he chest, and Micajah blinked a few times and just stayed silent.

He had noticed RuiZhi and Wynn's arrival from the corner of his eye, though his ears were ringing and he wondered if it was because he hadn't eaten all day, he was feeling too stressed, or it was a combination of the pair. Slowly Micajah made his way over to were he thought he might have seen food being set, hoping that would cure what ails, and completely ignored Scyeth's question about Fabio. not that answering would have helped, since his spark-awesome friend was now obsessed with the arrival of his boyfriend.

There was a slight spread before him and he lifted a delicate finger to his lips as he thought about what he could try and eat first, though the heavy feeling in his stomach told him it probably wasn't hunger that he was going through. If he felt like this for much longer he'd hunt down the source of his discomfort and try to cut it off, never feeling it again.

This sucks. Shouldn't have come, should've just dropped the package and left.

RuiZhi inclined his head politely. He hoped he hadn't insulted the other by pinning him as a new student - the lack of badge and uniform gave him away - he was just used to attempting a semblence of politeness by now. "Good teachers," he complimented the Magic division, before he remembered the teachers he'd been so fond of were no longer a part of it. New students, new teachers...everything changed, he supposed, everything but himself.

He heard his name like a trumpet over the crowd, turning his brown eyes towards its owner. The Chinese teen couldn't help but smile at the blonde's antics, breathing deeply through his nose and exhaling in a bemused sigh. "Would you like to meet a few folk? I promise if they're too unruly, I'll get you out. I'm not a fan of parties, but I have a personal interest in the center of attention." RuiZhi wouldn't blame Wynn for turning him down, but he felt a little responsible since Scyeth had yelled to bring him along. Truthfully, he might bolt if Weiyuan hit on Wynn, but he'd deal with that as it came.

With a tilt of his head in the direction of the blue-eyed birthday boy, he started to make his way towards him, making note of a few unfamiliar faces. The way the new folk were lingering around the more familiar faces, he felt a little displaced, as though time had somehow passed him by without noticing. He walked around to stand next to the blonde, smiling up at the taller youth, untucking the presents from his arm and handing them over. RuiZhi wasn't sure exactly what type of impression the soldier-in-training was intending to make on his loyal subjects, so he decided to play fair and not get too close. He'd save that for later.

"Sheng Ri Kuai Le," he offered to his boyfriend, repeating in English, "Happy Birthday, Scyeth. Congratulations on surviving another year." His eyes twinkled with a hint of a subdued playful nature, made more obvious by his words, which were truly not unfounded. "Here's to many more."

Micajah turned to look up from the food as a voice greeted his ears, and at the sight of Cane he merely smiled and shook his head, an attempt to make it seem like he was simply lost in thought about what to eat and not just standing there aimlessly thinking about other things.

"I'm good, thanks. Just wondering what to eat first, haven't had much other than the usual they give so I'm in high debate."

He didn't say anything about being called Butterfly earlier, but he did manage to turn enough so that his head could take in all the faces that had come stumbling in over the past few minutes. So it was Ruizhi to be certain, and for a moment he didn't recognize the other child until he took a second to think back.

"Oh, Wynn's here too. It looks like this is a good chance for you to get out there and meet other students, Cane, since we seldom gather together like this. I don't think I have seen this many students together since the Halloween party, and there's not any fighting here yet. I'd not pass this up."

It was a mild excuse to maybe get Cane away from him, seeing as the pain in his chest grew stronger with the Native at his side, but it was also that Micajah wanted Cane to make friends and be happy here. He'd seem a little...lonely...the first time they had met.