Masato steps into his home, the apartment complex that's ever so famous in Japan's metropolis.  Sayomi sighs as her tall son steps into the two bedroom, “I am not going to ask where you were, but next time, would you please call and let me know if you're going to be out, please?”<br/><br/>The 5' 2” woman looks more worried and relieved than upset though, and she smiles and hides a yawn, “I'm going to sleep, Ma-chan, don't stay up too late.”<br/><br/><div align="center">*****</div><br/>Matt comes home, another apartment, but this one sparse and bare and alone.  He powers up his box, ready to do some more research and maybe find out for something for tomorrow.<br/><br/>The lights from the streets are shining in from the third story room.<br/><br/><div align="center">*****</div><br/>Ichigo is dead to the world.  Asleep in the nude, not noticing that the Third Doll is in her room guarding her rest.  The large former Samurai family house is silent save the crickets and moonlight.<br/><br/><div align="center">*****</div><br/>Jessica doesn't really get called on being out so late.  In fact everyone seems to be asleep as she gets home and takes off her shoes.  The night's events replaying over in her head.<br/><br/><div align="center">*****</div><br/>Hikari gets a tongue lashing from her mom for being out so late!  Hatsumi Koga is not happy with her little girl.  But then the older woman hugs her daughter in relief, admonishing her to not be so late next time.  And gives her a good night and to not stay up too late.<br/><br/><div align="center">*****</div><br/>And then Midnight rolls around....