Yao opened his laptop as he plopped down on his sofa in the little apartment that was assigned to him. It was mainly wooden and the lights were all a warm tone of orange. The furniture were already picked out and bought for him which was quite efficient. He just had to get some plants to liven the rooms up a bit and he had himself a nice, cozy home.

'They probably just want to get me onto this case faster.'

Yao rolled his eyes slightly as the thought floated into his mind.

Suddenly a knock sounded on his door. Yao set his computer aside and went to see who it was with his panda stuffy.

He opened the door gently as someone absolutely unexpected came into his view.

"Hello, I heard you just moved in yesterday. We'll be neighbours from today on, here's a little welcome gift. I hope you like it."

The Kiku was, smiling gently with a bouquet of yellow rose; a symbol of friendship and joy.

"Wow, thank you so much! I think I really needed some flowers in my house!" Yao smiled as he snatched the bouquet from Kiku's arms and without a moment of hesitation he slammed the door in Kiku's stunned face.

"YOU'RE MY NEW NEIGHBOUR?!"

Yao turned around with his back to the door as he bit his tongue and covered his mouth with his hands to stop himself from doubling over. He could just imagine the dumbfounded look on Kiku's face.

Yao took several deep breathes as he opened the door again.

"I sure am. Any comments?"

"Can I have my roses back then? I was going to rip it up to sooth my shocked soul of meeting you."

*BAM*

All Kiku got as a reply was a door slammed in his face again.

"..."

[Time skip]

Yao twirled a strand of hair as he tapped his pen on the documents.

He didn't get this.

He flipped through the documents again only to become even more confused. He needed to be there, be there at the crime scene to pick up the crucial evidence but now he's locked behind bars. Bars made of paper with nothing but meaningless words imprinted on it.

"Aiyaa, it's already midnight!" Yao yawned as he exclaimed. But even though he wasn't sleepy at all, he'd rather be anywhere than be stuck with the trash he was sent to look over.

Suddenly a mischievous grin crept up his face.

He had a great idea.

--Time Skip To the next morning—

"*%&@$!(@&%!&@^* YAO!!!!!!"

Yao doubled over in laughter as he heard his name screamed after a group of Japanese cursing that should not be ever muttered in the company of other people.

What followed after was of course deafening "knocking" on Yao's apartment door.

He got up and opened the door only to be pounced onto the ground and given a "loving" fist bump in the face.

"Woah, chill shorty. I thought you Japanese were always calm?" Yao laughed breathlessly as he held Kiku's struggling hands behind himself.

"How can I be calm when you intruded into my apartment in the middle of the night, made the hugest mess possible, invaded my privacy and wasted about seven dozen of my eggs?!" Kiku shouted nearly in hysterics. He swear he's never been this mad before.

Yao merely gave another suppressed laugh as he tried to wipe the egg yolk and white off Kiku's once raven black hair.

"Ah, geez, I just wanted to have some fun. I'll make breakfast and cleanup your apartment for you if you insist. You can take a shower here." Yao comforted as he gently pushed Kiku off and sat up.

"No it's quite alright. I can handle that myself." Kiku looked as if he would spit venom on Yao as he got up and left slamming the door behind him.

Yao got up rubbing the part of his face which was slugged by Kiku.

"Great, now I need some ice." Yao muttered as he dragged himself to the fridge to get the ice. But he couldn't help but smile again imagining the expression on Kiku's face. It was just absolutely hilarious.

"It just feels so great to get those cool headed Japanese fuming." Yao sighed chuckling in content as he started making himself breakfast.

Suddenly he heard his patio door open as light footsteps followed soon after.

"Who's there?!"

Yao turned around on his heels with his spatula in his hand.

"Oh it's just me Wang san. I'm just here for the breakfast that you promised." Kiku snickered as he plopped onto the couch not showing a bit of uneasiness.

"Correction, the breakfast that you refused." Yao raised an eyebrow as he leaned against the wall crossing his arms.

"Well, I just said that I didn't want to use your shower to "clean" myself up, I don't want to get any dirtier than I already am. Also, I never refused any breakfast or room service." Kiku replied shrugging slightly. "Any sane, normal human being wouldn't refuse free breakfast or maid service."

Yao's expression was changing by the second.

"First of all, I'm not a woman therefore I can't be called a "maid" and second of all how the fuck did you even get in here?" Yao questioned with narrowed eyes. It looks like he would have to lock the patio doors from now on.

"You look like one, I think that's enough reason for me to stuff you in a maid outfit to clean. To answer your question, I may not be the best in fighting or running but I've always excelled in gymnastics." Kiku answered with a wink that got Yao looking away with a roll of eye.

Suddenly a blaring beeping sound started resonating in an obnoxious way that made one cringe at every sound it made. The eggs that Yao had been cooking had set off the fire alarm.

"Oh shit! My eggs!" Yao quickly ran back into the kitchen to "save" his already smoking "eggs" leaving Kiku tearing up with laughter on the couch.

"Oh, and stop laughing or you're not getting any breakfast you little dipshit." Yao peeked out of the kitchen menacingly one last time before fully engaging with the "egg rescue mission" again.

Sure enough the laughter stopped but Yao couldn't help but frown deeply at his ex-breakfast.

"I bet an Englishman can cook better than... this..." Yao sighed as he painstakingly dumped the eggs into the compost bin and started fanning the fume out the window to stop the noise that was giving him headaches.

After a few centuries the fire alarm finally stopped and Yao couldn't help but sigh in relief. The noise finally faded away.

He then proceeded to heat the stove again for making two new batches of breakfast.

Breakfast was served soon and the meal began after Kiku's "itadakimasu."

"I never knew Wang san swore so much." Kiku inquired playfully as he looked to Yao.

"Well, usually I wouldn't swear in front of people. I'd like to keep my *jun zi status in front of people. But I find that all unnecessary in front of you. Maybe you could be like my sandbag of swearing. Whenever I feel like swearing, I'll just swear in front of you." Yao shrugged as he continued eating his own breakfast. He couldn't care less about what Kiku thought of him.

"Well I'll keep a little swear jar with me then, every time you swear, it'll be 16 yen." Kiku suggested before he finished and took the plate to the sink.

"Yeah, like I'd give you it. I could buy a Popsicle with that money." Yao retorted as he finished the last bit of his meal.

When Yao finished, Kiku was already out on the patio.

"Thank you for the meal. I hope we can solve the case soon." Kiku smiled gently as he swiftly slid off the patio and back to his apartment.

Yao could only stare at where Kiku's smile had been before snapping out of his daze and realizing that Kiku had gotten back to his own apartment through his patio.

"Show off, I do have a door you know?" Yao sighed as proceeded to clean his plate too. But a soft grin crept up his face without him even noticing.

Jun Zi: The ideal person to be in Chinese philosophy. It's similar to the concept of a "gentleman" in western concept. The teachings of Confucius is circulated around on how to be a jun zi. Ex. A Jun Zi is supposed to be generous, righteous, polite, knowledgeable, respectful etc.