Dance of the Sugarplum Fairy

It was a rather busy day. What, with orders needing to be filled, stocks to be bought and sold, ignorant new employees to train...It wasn't easy handling a business, it never is and Aeolus knew that all too well.

Even though his elder sisters insisted that he stay in bed longer because of his injuries (caused by an accident, they'd believed), Aeolus would just die out of boredom if he stayed in his room for a second longer. Model H's snide comments weren't helping either. Besides, it's already been over a month since he'd fought that Blue Megaman! He's all healed and ready to go! Well, not on a killing spree. He'd have to keep himself undercover until the time is right. That and he had to take his mind off things. What better way than to immerse himself in some trading?

The fools...All they ever cared about is themselves!

One of his sisters, Saffron, had suggested that he should take a break and go watch a show at the theater later at night. Aeolus had rolled his eyes at her in response...

...But he took the ticket she'd left once she's gone.

//A remake of a famous opera?// Model H's bored voice suddenly spoke up. //Well...Why not? It's been a while since I've had some entertainment.//
Aeolus' deadpan expression wrinkled into a grumpy pout. Cheeky chunk of metal... "I'm not doing this for YOUR benefit." he muttered as he kept his eyes on the streets the car passed through. He was sitting in the backseat, legs crossed, with his head propped on the palm of his hand. His elbow rested on an armrest by the door.

The streets are filled with fools...Ignorant fools...

//Why...I didn't know you cared.// Model H replied, sounding very amused. Simply annoying his Biomatch is entertainment enough; the opera is a nice bonus.
Aeolus hissed in annoyance as his cold red eyes darted to glare at the pocket of his suit where Model H is tucked into. He had half the mind to take out his Biometal and smother it with one of the cushions that littered the backseat. Like that was going to kill a Biometal...

Their 'little' verbal war continued for the rest of the ride. The chauffeur had to loudly announce to his young boss that they'd arrived at the theater. "...Finally!" Aeolus muttered under his breath as the door was opened for him and he stepped out of the car. He was dressed for the event; a 3-piece black suit with a white silk tie and black heeled shoes. Now if only his expression was a little more pleasant...

Aeolus didn't even bother looking when the car left for the parking lot. There weren't many people around yet; was he too early? He checked the time on the ticket to be sure, and sure enough he had an hour to spare.
"Great. What am I supposed to do while waiting?" he grumbled under his breath as he kept the ticket away, glaring at it like the time mix-up was its fault.
//You should've double-, tripled-checked. How embarrassing!// Model H mocked.
"Oh, shut up, you...!" Aeolus snubbed the side where the pocket that held Model H was.
//...I was going to say that there's Biometal nearby, but since you told me to shut up, I'm not telling you where it is.//

Aeolus' reaction to that was priceless.

Aeolus now had a dilemma. Model H had told him that there was a Biometal user nearby. However, Model H decided to be annoying and didn't tell him where! Such insolence! He would've thrown a fit already if he weren't in such a public place. He had an image to maintain, after all. To the public, he is Sage Aeolus Harper, the son of a corporate tycoon. No one would ever suspect him to be the Wind Megaman, one of the Big Four.

So now he is stuck. He'd come to the theater too early and now he had to be on alert for the mystery Biometal user. This isn't how he'd wanted to spend his break!

The voice of a young woman suddenly spoke, causing Aeolus to whip around to face her, startled. That's strange; the voice sounded familiar...

"...No, no. I'm perfectly fine." Aeolus replied with the refinement expected of a high-class citizen. "And you are...?"

"Plum?" Aeolus repeated her name after he'd looked at her from head to toe and back up again. If he were to guess based on her looks, she's a dancer...? "Sage Aeolus Harper." he said, introducing himself as per courtesy. "Pleasure to be your acquaintance." Ugh, having to behave in front of the common folk is annoying!

"...Did you say there's a rehearsal going on? I'm here for the opera." He took a peek at his watch. "I came a bit too early."

In the meantime, Model H isn't sure if he should be laughing or appalled. The kid is talking to the Biometal user right now!

Aeolus could see the attention being giving him, the shadow of a frown appearing on his features for a brief moment. Is it because he is an upper-class citizen, that she's being friendly to him? All of them are the same!

The lead role? That earned her a look of interest from Aeolus' deadpan expression. "I suppose I can take you up on your offer. Shall we go?"

...Oblivious child. Model H snickered silently to himself.

The nerve that she should make him follow her! Aeolus twitched inwardly; then again, he didn't know where the rehearsals were. He'd only look stupider if he was found wandering around like a lost fool. So, follow her into the theater he did. He still hasn't figured out that 'Plum' was actually a Pseudoroid and Model H isn't talking. Aeolus is on his own.

"Carnegie? Of course; I've went to some of their performances, whenever I get the chance." That was so because he was dragged to around 85% of said performances by some of his theater-savvy elder sisters. The remaining 15%...He simply had nothing else to do. "Which I must say, are truly commendable." Despite what the saying went, flattery was always a good thing to use when conducting businesses. It coupled with the right connections, gifts and bribes...The business will thrive.

Plum gave him a brief summary of their newest ballet. For Aeolus, it sounded too much like a silly fairy tale...But it's something his elder sisters liked. "My...That sounds...romantic. Am I right to assume you're the lead role?"

Oh, dear...Aeolus still has no idea that he's really talking to a Biometal user! Model H wanted to shake his head...Too bad it was a luxury of a gesture now; most actions are. What would he give to have his own body back...?

But no...He had to be stuck with this poor unfortunate child, whose arrogance was beyond belief. Model H will bide his time; he will break this child and sway him to his side one day! In the meantime, he will make do with what he was given. Even if that means protecting this child.

"The number of successful performances are proof of your team's talent and skill." Aeolus replied to Plum, unaware of Model H's thoughts. After all, a performance of such caliber must be worth the ticket price! "...Ah...Then I should count myself very fortunate to have met such a lovely prima donna in person!"

...What? Model H couldn't help but snicker to himself. Master of wooing a female is so not this child~!