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Kira raised an eyebrow and peered at the discarded can in confusion. Her turquoise eyes then shot a look at the silver haired male. 

“...you gave him cat food??” she questioned in disbelief.

“It was the only thing I had on me...!!” the boy cried out in embarrassment, holding up both of his hands. The pale woman sighed, running her hand through her rather gorgeous locks in mild annoyance. She wasn’t angry at Atsushi, of course, just stressed and worried about the redhead...

She took in a deep breath and then opened her eyes, turning her gaze to the skinny male as she smiled softly. She kneeled down before him and gave him a sympathetic look. 

“It’s no issue, truly,” the woman said calmly. “Please, let us help you. It’s the least we can do. Believe me, I understand being hungry and alone... This group you see before you is made out of outcasts, people who ran away from their old lives. Some were rich, some were averagely well off... And me? I spent years hungry and on the streets before Grelle and I thought of the idea to perform for money. We were built on the foundation of helping others find a home, or at least some substance. Getting you some food and maybe even a good night’s sleep is the very least we can do.”

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“It’s fine, don’t worry, I—” The woman was cut off as she heard a thud behind her. She turned around, shocked, and began to panic as she saw the male having fallen to his knees.

“Someone, get me some food! Quickly!” she said as she knelt before the redhead. She knew what it was like... Starving, struggling to get by, having to steal to survive. He was just like her when she was a child... Grelle often had to help her stand on their worst days and steal to get the younger of the two some nutrients. 

The others around the area perked when they heard their leader’s voice and saw the fallen male, quickly rushing over to help. 

“W-What happened??” the tiger tamer—Atsushi, perhaps?—exclaimed at seeing the male.

“Do you have any food on you?” Kira asked, straight to the point. 

The young man nodded quickly and reached into the pocket of his black and white striped pants and pulled out a can of something, maybe tuna? He quickly handed it to the redhead for him to eat.

It was not tuna, but had a slight fishy taste to it. Whatever it was, it was gross but still something to eat. 

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“So, Kira? What’s the plan for today?”

The performance troop named The Runaways were currently on tour, still in Japan. They had already stopped at Yokohama to perform, as well as to give Osamu and Atsushi a breath of fresh air back in their home city. But now they had moved onto Tokyo, and had a day off. They had done performances all week and finally had a break, so Grelle wanted to know what the plan was. 

“Actually, I’m not heading out. You go explore Tokyo with the rest, I’m going to stay here at the hotel. I’m hoping some people will show up for the job I put in the paper.”

The troop was in need of a someone tech savvy that could advertise them for their tour and showings. Kira was doing it all, but with the show getting more and more popular, it was getting hard to practice and work on advertising. So, now that they had a lot more money, she decided that they should get a new member to work behind the scenes. 

“You’re crazy, but whatever you say~” Grelle cooed as she rushed out of the hotel, hoping to catch up with the rest. 

So Kira sat in the hotel’s lobby, hoping at least someone would show up...

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I plan on sending out all of my replies for this blog ASAP, and then to my performance artist side blog, and then I’ll finally tackle Dazai and Atsushi. 

Sorry guys, my muse has been really low recently..!! Especially with my two boys. It has nothing to do with all of you tho! You guys are awesome!! But anyway, I’m going to try to make myself get back into the groove of things lol

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“How can we rewrite the stars?” — The Greatest Showman (2017, dir. Michael Gracey)

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The noblest art is that of making others happy. The Greatest Showman (2017) dir. Michael Gracey

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“A pleasure to meet you, Chuuya,” the woman said with a smile. “The bandaged up man who found you is Osamu, if he hasn’t already introduced himself.”

“Huh. I guess I haven’t,” the knife thrower said, giving the shorter male a sideways glance. 

“Anyway, let’s have you meet the others, okay?” Kira said, turning to lead the two back into the stage area. Most of the audience had left, those who remained getting ready to go. This whole situation was humorous to Osamu, as it was strange that a rat searching for food had the honor to meet the performers face to face and have dinner with them. In the Mafia, they killed such rats that were caught trying to steal... And yet, Kira wanted to treat him. 

Eh, whatever. Kira’s in charge. 

“The young woman with black and white hair up on the trapeze deck is Lia,” Kira said once the three emerged from backstage. She pointed to everyone as she called out their names. “The boy with the tiger is Atsushi.  The two redheads talking are Anne and Grelle, Grelle being the taller one.”

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Don’t you wanna get away from the same old part you gotta play ‘Cause I got what you need, so come with me and take the ride It’ll take you to the other side The Greatest Showman (2017) dir. Michael Gracey

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The Beginning (One Shot)

“I have an idea.”

Kira raised an eyebrow at the redhead beside her. Kira’s hair was matted, her skin sickly pale and her body frail and starving. But still, she was better off than her friend… Red hair was messy and knotted up, red rimmed glasses broken—and cheap too—and her teeth crooked, but she still managed to grin brightly. The two girls—well, one of them was really a girl, but Kira saw Grelle as a female as well—were dirty and hungry from months of living on the streets of London. They were pickpockets, struggling to get by, and their lifestyle wasn’t working. 

So, Kira was more than happy to hear an idea. 

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“Wise choice~” the male cooed humorously as he led the way through the backstage area. He didn’t bother with small talk as he walked through the dimly lit space. Up close, it was much easier to see what the male was wearing; black slacks with a dark brown belt holding it around his waist, said belt lined with different daggers and knives. His chest was exposed—or rather, a heavily bandaged chest—and two ammo belts loaded with knives strapped across his bandaged chest. Over his torso he wore a black jacket that ended right above his waist, his arms bandaged up as well as his wrists were hidden by the bandages.

What strange attire. 

“Osamu? Who’s this?” Spoken in Japanese so that the redhead could understand, a young woman questioned as she emerged from the curtains that led from backstage to onstage. Mocha blond colored were pulled back into a tight ponytail, her luscious curls falling down her back. She wore a leotard that was based black, but across her chest and towards her right arm, all along her sleeves, was a gradient of blue sparkles that shined like diamonds. Ruby colored lips graced her pale skin, her eyes a pretty aquamarine color. Her lashes were long, her makeup dark to let her eyes truly pop. Like her outfit, her makeup started black and faded into blue with blue sparkles, the left side of her face covered in a swirly and beautiful design made from blue gems that stuck to her skin.

That was her... The girl who flew in the air.

“Finished already?” the knife thrower teased before looking back at the redhead. “I saw him sneaking off backstage. Seems pretty hungry. I thought you may want to treat him to dinner?”

“Sure, that’s fine with me.” She shifted her attention to the male—he was just a bit taller than her, maybe by a couple of centimeters—and gave him a friendly smile. “My name’s Kira. What’s yours?”

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An amused smirk formed on the male’s lips. Dirty clothes, messy hair, skinny and weak... This was Kira’s type of person. It seemed like everyone in The Runaways but Osamu and Anne came from off the streets.

And that was true.

“Oh... You’re hungry? How about this, instead of stealing a little food that will last you, what, a few hours, I bring you to the rest of my troop and we can treat you to a real meal. My boss is pretty kind and caring, I’m sure she’d want to help you. Soo... What do you want to do? I’m not going to chase after you, but if you want a good meal and maybe even a place to stay...”

He allowed his voice to trail off as he slowly turned on his heel, shrugging.

Strange… Someone dashing off, as if on the run. The knife thrower knew the look, as he had seen it on many faces in his old life. He was the cause of such an expression more times then he could count.

He glanced over at the other performers and saw that they were all busy with fans, and he had already made his way through his own. Guess it was up to him to check out this suspicious figure… After all, he may have stolen something and then they would get in trouble for that, surely.

Kira didn’t need to have to worry about that kind of stuff.

So, the brunette strolled away from the crowd and made his way backstage. It didn’t take long for skilled eyes to pick out the redhead and throw a knife in his direction, right in front of him to make him stop his movements. 

“Heh, sorry if I scared you, had to get your attention somehow~!” the male said with a grin on his lips. “I’m afraid audience members aren’t allowed backstage. Are you lost, or do you need something?”

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Strange... Someone dashing off, as if on the run. The knife thrower knew the look, as he had seen it on many faces in his old life. He was the cause of such an expression more times then he could count.

He glanced over at the other performers and saw that they were all busy with fans, and he had already made his way through his own. Guess it was up to him to check out this suspicious figure... After all, he may have stolen something and then they would get in trouble for that, surely.

Kira didn’t need to have to worry about that kind of stuff.

So, the brunette strolled away from the crowd and made his way backstage. It didn’t take long for skilled eyes to pick out the redhead and throw a knife in his direction, right in front of him to make him stop his movements. 

“Heh, sorry if I scared you, had to get your attention somehow~!” the male said with a grin on his lips. “I’m afraid audience members aren’t allowed backstage. Are you lost, or do you need something?”

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A performance like no other. Chatter filled the voluminous space until the lights began to dim and the music began. A single light shined on the center of the the circular space, landing on the ground and over a single woman. Instantly, she grabbed the attention of every single audience member, not only with her manner and mysteriousness but her angelic voice. This was only the opening. 

An introduction, a pale hand extended towards the portion of the audience before her as a silk rope dropped down beside her. Her free hand gripped the silk and yanked, testing its sturdiness before she wrapped her leg around it, all while singing. She climbed up the silk, her notes never faulting until a beat of silence, the room silent in anticipation. A smirk formed on ruby red lips before she moved, swinging herself around and around and building up momentum until she was soaring in the air over the audience, the silk around her legs and waist the only thing keeping her airborne. 

Arms extended as lights began to turn on on the ground and in the air. A red haired woman standing high in the air with a trapeze bar in her hand, a man standing beside a calm white tiger, a woman with a large cyr wheel within her grip, a man with a belt and two ammo belts strapped across his chest, all three loaded with daggers, and finally, a woman surrounded by a ring of fire to match her fiery red head. 

The soaring woman, surely their leader, suddenly let go of the silk keeping her surely from her death. She flew high in the air and flipped forward multiple times—far too many times to be humanly possible, surely—before landing in the arms of the two men and redheads. The trapeze artist then swung herself forward by her board, letting go and flipping through the air with impossible speed and perfection before landing in the ringleader’s hands, both on their feet and being held up by the rest of their troop. 

And that was only the beginning. 

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After the show was done, the Runaways—such was the name of their group—allowed whatever audience member to come down into the pit where they performed and meet the members. The ringleader and aerial silk performer remained in the center, gathering quite the crowd. The woman who performed with fire stood near her—extinguishe—equipment. The trapeze artist stood by the ladder up to her perch, leaning against the metal casually. The cyr wheel artist stood in the far corner of the circular grounds with her wheel, happily taking pictures with fans. The tiger tamer remained with his companion—not beast, not monster—smiling sheepishly at all of the praise and attention he was receiving. And finally, the bandaged knife thrower remained by his boards and shelves of daggers. 

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