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Pocky placed securely within a satin-lined box hidden in the depth of his jacket's pocket, and assistant at his side, Kaneshiro was ready to make his entrance to what he thought would be a grand party at the shop. He had received the invitation just earlier that evening - the lonely demon had no one but dear Fai, the girl now standing by his side, to celebrate Christmas eve with. Not that he really cared much about the holiday, being what he was, but he enjoyed the atmosphere of crowded places. It was rare for humans to feel so joyous, forgiving, or best of all - generous. He was making a small fortune, as he always have, off of the season as customers came and went through his shop, picking out this and that to wrap up for dear ones or leaving behind orders for custom-made clothing.

"Hm, I wonder how those little boys are all doing." He murmured as he walked down the snowy sidewalk, blood-red eyes looking blankly into the distance. Fai laughed, causing whatever she was carrying in her arms to clink softly - glasses? "Be careful, dear - those are expensive."

"Hm, some how I sense darker purposes for bringing these," Fai drawled, sticking her tongue out and stepping gracefully out of distance as Kaneshiro reached out to playfully smack her arm. "Preposterous, I just want people to be in a good mood... that's all." He waved his hand in dismissal of what he said, though Fai could see that the lips of his normally tight lips were pulled up in a tiny smile. "I'm not sure if I remember all of them even... though I would like to see some of them again, to see how they have grown."

The two of them were dressed finely. Fai went for a much more spirited theme while Kaneshiro whore - much like Ryuu - black. A loose button-up shirt left unbuttoned from the chest up over loose black pants. His only holiday spirit could be found in the form of a jeweled snowman pinned to his collar. As soon as the two of them stepped through the door, Fai squeed quite literally. "Wow, it smells so amazing, Hika-chan must be working his magic in the kitchen again!!!!" The young girl said quite excitedly, closing her eyes as she breathed in deeply the aroma of the shop. "But..." A small pout formed quickly over her lips as she saw Ryuu. "Ryuu-san looks scary... I don't think I can go visit Hika-chaaaaaan... Kaneshiro-sama, will you go distract him please?"

"Is that your sweet-tooth speaking? I doubt that Hika-chan will let you try anything early even if you do get past Ryuu... but I will go say hi anyways. Go put the good stuff in the corner before you try to sneak into the kitchen - we don't want the kid to accidentally try some now, do we?" He knew about Puck, as did she. The two shared a smile as they split ways. "Ryuu, you look absolutely thrilled to be here." He greeted the man with a laugh as he approached, a broad smile on his face and the corners of his eyes pulled into laugh-lines.

Kiyoshi was riding on his Daddy's shoulder, far above the ground which kept his feet from getting cold from the snow. He was so very interested in the journey they were on. They were going back to the shop that he had come from, where Fenrir had gotten him. He felt his heart racing in his chest as they approached the door and he tightened his hold on Baldric in anticipation... he wasn't sure what to expect inside. As such he was a little surprised by the warm atmosphere inside. Everything looked so nice, smelled so nice.

Baldric lifted his hands up to take hold of his son around his tiny waist and lowered him to the ground. His feet touched ground, boots tapping against the floor and he brushed off the little bits of snow that clung to his coat before looking around, "Smells good in here." He murmured. There were people present already which had the pale boy sticking closer to his giant of a father, holding tightly to his hand even though he wanted to look around, "Pretty too, all the colors... I think Fenrir would like it."

He wished that his sister had come too though he couldn't say that he wasn't happy to have been able to pick out his own clothing for the event. Unlike his sister who loved to dress herself like a rainbow he'd picked black pants and boots, along with a green and gold tunic shirt. He preferred to keep it simple... something that was lost on her.

"It does." Baldric agreed, looking around but didn't recognize anyone straight away... though he only really knew one other person that had a child who's origins were the same as Kiyoshi, "You can look around if you want, I will hold your coat."

Kiyoshi looked up at him, a little unsure but handed over his thick, white winter coat before slowly creeping forward to look more closely at everything in the pretty shop.

In the chilly, winters night air, a man could be seen walking to a bakery, two boxes with small engravings in his hand and pocket. He had received an invitation, for a Christmas party held by the patisserie and his, well, the dark haired man could only assume lover."It must be nice, to be in love on this holiday." He muttered, approaching the door. The man, Lorenz, pushed it open, the smell of freshly baked sweets everywhere, literally he could see, noticing that yes, every decoration was food, this made him glad he hadn't asked his younger brothers to come along. He looked around at who had come, to make sure he wasn't late. Lorenz began to shrug his coat off, before realizing he didn't know where to put it, seeing the greeter, he thought to ask her. "Excuse me, is there somewhere to put my coat?" He removed the two boxes from where he had placed them in his pockets, he had a feeling he'd need the slightly more square box on hand.

Kiyoshi gave a little jump at the greeting called out to everyone by a woman off to the side. He turned to look her way, lifting a hand up to give her a wave and a smile before he moved along slowly taking everything in. He couldn't help but giggle when he saw a sign that said not to eat the decorations.

Not something he'd ever thought to see on a sign... it got him to inspecting the decorations more closely, rather curious about the one who had made them. He looked over to the people talking, wanting to ask about it but... they were all talking already and he felt a little intimidated. The only one among them that looked somewhat less so was the man wearing the santa hat.

He was also standing in front of the kitchen... maybe... maybe he was the chef? He tilted his head to the side before he started slowly toward the man, remaining quiet and a little cautious.

Stopping only to brush snow from a single coatsleeve, the other sleeve for some reason cut away below the shoulder, on his not-so-white coat Shun eyes the entrance of the pocky shoppe as if the door would open into a trap ready to swallow anyone that set foot on the threshold. Shaking such fantasies away, this wasn't the backstage of the theatre after all, just the same shop he'd visited not too long ago, he reaches up to push open the door and step into the very welcome warmth.

A quick look around tells him he knows not a single one of the faces and backs his eyes land on (but who would a theatre 'geek' know these days anyway besides props and costumes?) Shun taps snow from his boots quickly before setting foot past the doorway for a better glance around the place at the decorations, baked even? Snazzy.

Hm, a man in a Santa hat talking to another near the doorway, kitchen from the looks of it, a couple children, some women, quite a mixed crowd. At second glance he realized the Santa hat-bearer is one of the shop owners, Ryuu or something of the sort? Well then, at least one semi-familiar face inside, though where the other owner is would be a question.. inside that kitchen maybe? Well in any case he keeps a little out of the way of everyone that seemed to be doing a fair job of mingling and just watches from the side for the time being.

Puck smiled nodding his head. "Puck good." He replied back to his friend's question still as brief with his words as ever. Though as he spoke his eyes had been scanning the establishment excitedly. Who was the strange man in the red hat? What did he do? Pointing, Puck hoped Kiyoshi would know giving a curious furrow of his brow. "Candy, cookies..." He offered indicating he was in the mood for his usual dose of sugary confections.