The next morning was greeted by the cheerful chirps of canaries in the garden lawn. The bathroom window of the Langley residence was engulfed with warm steam of the hot shower. With a quick twist of Lann's hand he shut off the water and dried himself with a clean white towel before proceeding to his room to get dressed ready for school. He unplugged his phone from the adapter and lightly danced around the screen to send Emilia a cheerful message to her inbox. The button tones equalised the whistling of the canaries well that they began to harmonise, creating a little orchestra of music that soothed his ears. [i]"Good morning, my sunshine Emi! I can't wait to see you today. I'll pick you up by your house."[/i] He pressed the 'Send' button with as much enthusiasm as he could before his father could be heard stomping up the stairs about to approach his room.

He heard the gentle knock originating from his door and his father shouted out; "Lann! I'm going to drop you off to school today. I'm also picking up your cousin too. Come down for breakfast when you're ready." Lann turned at the door and stared, stooped at the thought that one of his cousins actually go to the same school as him. He wondered who it might be. The stomping continued, but it faded as time went on meaning that his father had left his door. Without giving it much more thought, he got himself dressed with a new set of uniform since his last one was... Well, dirty. He looked into the window, remembering the incredible night that they spent with one another on top of Emilia's bedroom. The way her body felt around his chest. The way she tasted when they kissed. The warmth of her in the inside. It all made him stand in his toes. He wanted to see her badly, after thinking about it.

His quick hands arranged the books for the subjects he needed today and he also remembered to pack for the homework that was due today. He felt confident and organised-- Free from stress that he was able to complete such loads amount of work with the help of none other than Emilia. What was he going to do the first moment that he would see her? Would he kiss her? Would there be a warm hug? Or would it just be trying to play it off as if they're just friends? After all, nobody knows of their steamy love relationship with one another yet. Not even Kat, Emilia's best friend. He zipped up the rest of his bag and carried it downstairs with no problems and headed for the front door where he left the bag near the porch.

"Alrighty Lann. How do you like your jam? Strawberry or blueberry?" At the dinner table resided his father, Alphonse sitting on his own with the TV on. Where was mother he wondered. Surely she isn't out of the house to go grocery shopping that was Lann's and Alphonse's job. He looked around the room quickly to search for her and Alphonse was able to quickly decode what mystery Lann was trying to solve. A smirk came to his face as he continued spreading his toasted bread with jam. "Mum's not feeling well last night. She's in bed getting some rest. How come you don't know this, Lann? You're usually the one who knows what happens in the house when I'm at work." Alphonse's confrontation made Lann feel like he was being interrogated and he swallowed his own saliva difficultly as a result. Images flashed over his head of the warm time he spent with Emilia and couldn't get an explanation to be made to Alphonse. Lann only looked away with a nervous laughter before diverting his own attention to his breakfast. He spreaded his strawberry jam that reminded him of her generously before taking a bite. One after another until it was finished. Alphonse didn't give his unusual response much thought either. So, the two just enjoyed their toasted breakfast and hot cups of tea.

Ten minutes later, Alphonse reached upon a set of keys. He stood up and began to make way towards the front door to get the car ready. Lann hurried, placing the dishes onto the sink before running towards the master bedroom where Freyja laid asleep, only to be awoken by the presence of Lann moving closer to her. Her eyes did not shudder nor move from its frozen position. He wondered if Freyja was still asleep even if her eyes were open. When her pupils finally moved, her lips began to mutter. "Good morning, Lann." She said in a gentle voice. Lann kneeled down beside her to kiss her hand.

"Good morning, mum. Are you feeling better?" It was his immediate enquiry to ask for her health after his disappearance yesterday. There was a smile, before it was followed by a confused and frustrated expression.

"I couldn't've felt better last night. I tried to call for you so much but you never came. I felt dizzy and a little disoriented. Where were you yesterday my dear?" Her small suffering was what made Lann feel a little guilty for having stayed with Emilia. But at the same time, when she asked him where he was in the house it made him stand rigid in nervousness.

Lann decided to lie to his mother. Perhaps it was better than to let her know that he was at a girl's house doing things with her. "I went with a few friends to study and work on yesterday's homework. I'm sorry mum, I should've called." His mother smiled again, before looking towards the source of Lann's voice.

"That's okay. Your education is your priority. Even me. I hope that you'll be able to gain good marks so you will be set for a good job in the future. I want you to be successful." Her encouragement made him smile, but he felt shameful at the same time. Alphonse all of a sudden opens the door, looking directly at Freyja and Lann as he notified him that the car's ready to go. "Your dad's ready. Come on now, kiss me good bye for school today. I'll see you tonight honey!" Lann nodded to his mother with an affirmative 'Hmm' before taking off. He wore and tied his shoes before getting into the car with his school bag before they drive off.

"Okay, so like I told you earlier this morning, I'll be dropping off your cousin too so... Just bear with me for a moment while I try to find her house." They drove into the road and Lann just looked outside, amusing himself along the windows that reflected the houses of many other people in the street. Little did he notice that his dad made a turn towards the district that Emilia lives.