Back to the Master Course dormitory, a group of concerned idols gathered at the living room to discuss their...unfortunate situation. Well, it was unfortunate for the senpais since they had jobs to do and a reputation to uphold, and being stuck in each other's bodies wasn't helpful at all. To add to the mishap, Starish's composer got involved which made things more complicated than it already was.

Just imagine: Ai swearing his ass off, Ranmaru playing the maracas, Camus making tea while wearing a frilly pink apron, Haruka summoning ice and snow, and Reiji reading a book in Tokyo.

Which was happening now, by the way.

"Kotobuki! Stop shaking those infernal devices!" The real Camus boomed. "It's giving me a headache!"

"I hate to agree with him of all people, but yeah – stop whatever the fuck you're doing! It's hella annoying!" Ranmaru barked.

Reiji gasped in a dramatic fashion. "Ran-Ran! Don't say those things while you're in Ai-Ai's body!"

"Yeah, Ran-chan. It doesn't really pair up with Aimi's innocent appearance." Ren pointed out.

"Butt out of this!" The rocker said with a scowl. "You don't think I know that!? I am in a very confusing situation right now!"

"All of us are, actually." Masato murmured to himself, afraid he might add fuel to the fire if his senpai heard that. What makes you so special was what he really wanted to say though, if not for the fact that the pianist was considered to be one of the most collected people in the group. Oh well.

"You have every right to be confused, you boor! However, it would be of great use if we carry out our temporary self's normal routine until the wish of my foolish kouhai is fulfilled." Camus stated. "We must not draw suspicion to ourselves by acting questionable and as professional idols, I believe we can do that with ease."

"No shit Sherlock." Ranmaru grumbled.

"Kurosaki! You are miserably failing!" The royal reprimanded. "You only have one job to do!"

"One job!? Tch. Easy for you to say! I'm not sure how Ai pulls off his idol self!" Ranmaru reasoned out, which was unarguably true to be honest. The kouhais silently wished him the best of luck.

"Speaking of Mikaze-senpai, will he be alright? He's the only one, along with Otoya and Ichinose-san, in Tokyo." Masato asked.

"Mikaze can handle this." Camus said with confidence.

"Definitely! Ai-chan always knows what to do!" Natsuki exclaimed gleefully.

"Plus, he's with Otoyan and Toki!" Reiji added. "My sweet kouhais are there to guide him!"

Meanwhile in Tokyo, two members of Starish were trying to get their senpai to smile.

"Like this senpai!"

"I don't understand why I have to. I just look ridiculous, more so now that I'm Reiji."

"...this is gonna be harder than we thought."

(Hang in there, you guys.)

"Yes. We have nothing to worry about." Camus began. "Let us concentrate on the jobs assigned to the person we currently are."

The earl of Permafrost approached his internally terrified kouhai. Haruka (as the icy blond) had just entered the scene while holding a tray of tea and biscuits. Camus felt whatever was left of his dignity slowly dissolving, like food in stomach acid, upon seeing his self acting so domestic and feminine. He would rather be served than to serve anyone else other than the queen of his country, thank you very much.

"Aijima! What is my schedule for the day?" The Count asked.

"Umm, yours or Haruka's?"

'Does he even know that woman's schedule?' "Mine."

"You have an interview today." Cecil answered.

"Great. Just what I needed." Camus muttered under his breath before turning to Haruka. "You! Do you have any business today?"

The composer shook her head. "Iie. I'm only supposed to come up with new songs."

"That can wait. For now, you have an interview to do and I will not have you embarrass me! Aijima and I will go with you, and I will give you pointers on how to behave like a proper royal."

"Heh, why does she need pointers? All she has to do is act like a jerk prone to diabetes. Easy peasy!" Ranmaru interjected.

Camus glowered. "I would have you dismembered if you weren't Mikaze right now."

"Pfft. Try it, little lady!"

Before WWIII could erupt, Reiji heroically stood between them.

"Now, now...royals and ladies shouldn't fight! We have to set an example for our dear juniors, right?" Reiji said and surprised everyone.

"..."

"I forgot you're the eldest here, Rei-chan," Ren began. "And it's kind of refreshing to see Ran-chan step in to stop a fight."

"Without the use of violence or threats." Masato silently uttered.

"Yeah! It's almost hilarious to see Ai and Nanami engage in a dead-end argument!" Syo exclaimed but quickly added, "Ah, not that I want you two to fight! Camus-senpai is still Nanami and I wouldn't want to deal with a broken Ai."

"Good call, Syo-chan!" Natsuki commented.

The senpais in question stopped their bickering and faced the opposite direction while crossing their arms and pouting like spoiled brats.

'Real mature.' The rest thought as they sweat-dropped comically.

"Very well." Camus said after gaining composure. "Everyone! Carry out your temporary self's duty in the most believable way possible and if anything comes up unexpectedly, inform each other!"

If anything comes up unexpectedly came too soon as Tomochika entered the scene and witnessed her best friend waving around a silver sceptre like some sort of dictator and was that a tiny ice crown on her head?

"Haruka?" The taller red-head said with uncertainty.

"Ah, Tomo-chan!" Camus began, switching to the composer's personality. "I was just catching Camus-senpai's sceptre. It keeps slipping my hand."

Tomochika seemed to understand. "Oh, okay. Hey, do you have anything to do today?"

"Well, I was going to accompany Cecil-san and Camus-senpai to work." The other replied. "Why? Do you need me or something?"

"You know I rarely get break nowadays, right? I was hoping we'd hang-out today." Tomo-chan replied and turned to face Camus (actually Haruka). "If it's alright with you, senpai, I'd like to borrow Haruka. I'm sure Cecil-kun's enough help already."

The tall royal nervously darted his (her) eyes from Tomochika to Haruka (Camus) and back.

'What do I say? Do I say no? But I don't want to disappoint Tomo-chan! If I say yes, Camus-senpai wouldn't like that! What do I do!?' The real Haruka thought in panic.

After a moment of heavy contemplation, the composer stuttered a 'yes' and boy oh boy – the real Camus felt his jaw drop in disbelief as Tomochika cheered.

"Thanks a lot, senpai! I didn't think you'd be cool about it." Tomo-chan exclaimed then she started to drag her friend with her. "Good luck, you guys! And thanks again, senpai!"

The others bid goodbye before glancing at each other nervously. Three seconds after Haruka said yes and Camus being dragged to who-knows-where, they knew they were screwed.

Shit hit the fan a long time ago but things were about to get a whole lot nastier.

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I did a thing and updated :D

Ohoho, what awaits our idols I wonder? ;) The next chapter's gonna be a blast, I kid you not! (it'll have to take a while though). As always, thank you everyone for your patience and understanding especially with my slow updates. Believe me, I want to update as soon as I can. Only one year left before I graduate uni so let me do my life things first. *sigh* If only writing fanfics can be a profession, then I would go for it! Hahaha!

In a few hours, it'll be a brand new year. I would like to take this opportunity to say thank you to everyone for being a part of my life :) I may not know all of you, but I wish that your life will be filled with happiness and less worries. More smiles, more cheers, more love.

Thanks for sticking by me, dear readers! Until the next update. Happy New Year!

xoxo

Conspiracy-chan