Part 2
by Anduril

More people need to be cast!

Firstly... We need a wolf. So....
In the deep darkforest of Schwarzwald...>

*cough*

Anduril: What?
Star: Schwarzwald??
Anduril: Well... since he can practically originated from any country which is quite near France and I certainly won't want the wolf to swim across the channel, Germany is pretty much a good place I suppose?
Star: Well, if you continue, we might need to have a United Nation fic or sumthin'. 
Anduril: Ano... at the moment it sounds like European Unions.
Star: *cringe* @ Euro
Hana-ling: *nod nod*
Everybody: Carry on already-lah!

A young man set up on his quest for his  love lough, live life principle. Born in the dark forbiding night in the Black Forest, he was a young man of seventeen by day, and a deadly wolf by the moonlight. And even the wolf could resist the Lumierre de Paris- the City of Lights. So, the forest waved goodbye to his son, Eiji, as he set up to the west with promises to find something he needed.

Saito: Wait... I thought *I* am the wolf! Eiji? Sawakita Eiji?
Anduril: *kick Saito back to RK yaoi-dom* Stay! And Sakuragi *did* called Sawakita a wolf, well, from my crappy manga translation that is.
Crystal: No crossover?
Anduril: Unless we want to import the all-evil Dr Muraki? *grin*

At the same time the wolf set paws to Paris, another person set foot in Charles du Gaulle Airport. He was tall with square glases to complete his feature. He was met by his best friend, the small-eyes spikey haired Kazushi, who had lived in Paris for almost a decade.

"Welcome to the romantic city of the world."

Kataren: ano... I don't think that was the first thing your best friend would say to you.
Anduril: I got excuses, my brain's not working very well atm.

"I hope I can find what I'm looking for." He replied.

"Definitely. If you can't find it in Paris, it just simply didn't exist anywhere in the world."

Star: Can we get back to Kaede?
Anduril: oh, sure sure...

The young boy, with only ten franc in his pocket, decided to use the money to buy metro ticket.

Everybody: What?????

He jumped from one metro to another, from one line to another, and he never got caught. His pale skin became paler from the lack of sun, and his thin frame becoming thinner. He met many interesting people, some looked at him with pity, some with curiosity, but there are others with disguise.

Anduril: I think I need a dirty old man here.
Kataren: hehehe...
Crystal: hehehe...
Star: hehehehe...
VSpirit: hehehehe....
Ruru: errr.... oro?

Then, his luck change when a dirty-old-man kinda man approached him, made him an offer he couldn't resist.

"My name is Takatoh, this is my card."

Crystal: Takatoh again?
Anduril: Well, he was the *only* person Ruru had ever called dirty-old-man!

"Come and see the sun, see the lights of Paris, see glory of what this city can give it to you! See it for yourself!"

Kaede accepted the old man's invitation.

"Bienvenue, Monsieur Kaede, to the world of Moulin Rougue."

Four people of different worlds, across times and places, boundaries and wishes, came to Paris, in the hope to search for what they're looking for...

-tsuzuki-

Maisarah: Why Moulin Rouge?
Anduril: It's Paris and the can-can dance is the only thing I can think off!
Afuna: But... where's the vampire?
Anduril: I couldn't find Lestat!
Nagyra: Could at least make it a vamp fic a lil bit!

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