Misa threw down her piles of suitcases and then threw herself on the bed. She sighs and then realized something that she hadn't before.<br/>"Ryuzaki you look good in different clothes other than sweatpants." She smiled at him and then turned her attention to the ceiling. She had another thought that made her bolt straight up.<br/>"Why am I needed here anyway...? You didn't really tell me." She looked at him a bit suspiciously.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Moka was in the newspaper club room. She was sitting on the ledge of the window with her knees drawn to her chest and her head on her knees. It had only been a few days since Tskune had to leave and Moka was feeling the worst of it. She missed him terribly.