Apparently, it was imperative that the Neko couple went out for a party before they tied the knot. But here was the catch… This party had to be separate for the two. One where the men got Kyo drunk, and the other where the ladies gossiped with Naomi. It all sounded great. Only problem was… The girl has got no real friends. She was sure her partner wouldn’t have a problem amassing a huge crowd for his party. As much as she hated it, that realization brought a tinge of jealousy. Gulping it down, she had kissed the man farewell for the evening and sent him away to his party, lying to him that she has got plenty of people coming for hers.

Well… It wasn’t a complete lie. The auburn-furred Neko did try. She had called all her alleged acquaintances and all of them said the same thing; that they would try to make it. In addition, she had also pinned an invitation at the Fairy Tail guild hall. So… Maybe someone from the guild might come, even though she hadn’t had any outstanding interactions with any of the members. Her hopes were a little too optimistic, and she knew it.

Nevertheless, in case someone did make it, she didn’t want the ‘party’ to be a dud. So, she cleaned up the large tent that she rented at the festival, put on music, got drinks and snacks… Almost everything that any average party would have. Now, it was time to sit back and have a good evening, even if it was just by herself. Pouring herself some red wine, the graceful Neko danced slowly to the gentle music in the background as she took sips from her glass.

'Love you, babe. Missing you already, I'll see you very soon!' Kyo said and smiled at his lover as she rose on her tiptoes to kiss him. His well manicured eyebrow rose a little when he noticed that she wasn't accompanying him out... The man was well aware that this was all for the sake of appearances, Naomi had lost too much, she'd lost everyone when her village was attacked and ravaged by demons. He wished there wasn't this checklist that the two had to abide by, just to get to spend their lives together.

Alas, even declining to have his bachlor party, wouldn't work. Naomi would burden herself with unnecessary guilt, believe that her circumstances became a reason for Kyo to be deprived of an essential experience. It was stupid really, it wasn't like she chose to not have anyone to celebrate with, but he knew her too well. So, Kyo played along and he took it upon himself to gather a nice sizable crowd so that both of them could just do this whole bachlor-bachlorette thing together, rules be damned.

They had a tent on the far side of the festival, quite far from the main attraction and much closer to the forest. Naomi liked the silence, she liked being closer to where her home had once been and Kyo respected that. He didn't mind having to take a longer stroll to reach the cluster of stalls. Being on the edges also meant they had a lot more place to set up things for just themselves, the vast expanse that stretched between their tent and the darker deeper areas of the forest, could be used for whatever exploit they came up with.

Determined, the man had donned the golden-feathered cape that he'd in fact made for Naomi (he had to make her another duller, royal-purple cloak because apparently she didn't want to gather too much attention). He was bare-chested and wore a lose grey palazzo with tight boots. His sense of fashion was unique to say the least, but it served its purpose, which was to get heads turning. He made his way to the busier areas keeping his eyes peeled for anyone who'd like to have some fun.

He spotted a slightly inebriated bunch of people and swiftly, but quietly sidled up to them hoping to eavesdrop on what they were lacking, so he could promise to provide it at their little bachlor-ette.

The group he stopped by was already way too drunk to make for a fun crowd at the party, it seemed they'd already reached the peak of their frivolity they'd add nothing to the bachlor-ette. Though Kyo was just a tad crestfallen, he wasn't the sort to give up so easily. The various stalls serving alcoholic beverages would still be the best bet to find some people. He strolled down the street, keeping his eyes peeled for possible victims he could lure.

Upon running into a second group, he chuckled and approached them with enough carelessness to feign drunkenness on his part. Gently slapping one of the guys on the backs he swiftly stated. 'Man, I don't know where you guys are coming from, but there is an amazing party happening in one of the tents by the fringe.' he added a dramatic hiccup to punctuate his sentence. He had roped in a couple of girls who quickly asked him a few more questions about the precise location. 'That's where I'm coming from!' he confirmed with an exclamation. After a little bit of small talk he had them convinced and they began retracing the steps he'd just taken through the cluster of tents, they'd get there eventually... He hoped they didn't lose their way in their state.

Now he continued through the thinning crowd, and his ears twitched at the gentle clink of ice-cubes in a glass. Widening his eyes, he swooped in towards the open bar and noticed a lone man sitting there struggling with a stain on his shirt or something, apparently. 'Eh mate! Let it go!' Kyo said, grinning holding out his arms to indicate his bare-chest. 'Just go skin and bones like me, clothes are for weaklings.' he playfully added, attempting to lighten the mood, steal away the heaviness that reeked from the man, perhaps it was just in the Hisoka's head. 'You look like you need to be dragged...' he paused and flicked a few peanuts from the container. He then dropped his voice, and scanned the area for the stall owner shiftily before softly adding '...Elswhere... Am I right?' the neko asked, while allowing his furry ears to dance on his head in a far-fetched attempt to break the ice and keep things jovial. 'I know just the place!' the neko finished, with a gleam of a smile.

Thankfully, her awkward fall wasn’t laughed at and the newcomer shook her hand with a grin after she picked herself up. While she was usually guarded, her current state left her reciprocating the grin with an even wider one, completely uninhibited by the usual questions of who this person might be. “Thank you!” she said when the young man said she had a nice party going on. He was obviously being polite, but she appreciated that very much. Picking up a glass, she offered it to Leo and then pointed at the assortment of bottles that lay neatly on the large table in the middle of the tent. “Please help yourself,” she said, smiling. There were some snacks to accompany the drinks for those inclined.

The auburn-furred Neko couldn’t help but chuckle a bit loudly when Leo asked if she held parties like this often. “No… This is the first time,” she said, scratching her ears softly. “And it’s because I’m getting married soon,” she added, emphasizing the fact that parties for her are that much rarer. When Leo said he enjoyed meeting new people, Naomi raised her eyebrows and suggested he meet her fiancé. “You really should stick around until Kyo’s return in that case. He is really big on social gatherings,” she said, but then realized that statement could be misinterpreted as her not wanting to talk to him anymore, which wasn’t how she intended it. So, she stuck around and asked if he wanted play games.

“Would you like to play darts?” she asked, picking up a feathered dart and offering it to Leo. With a smile, she added, “Every time we miss, we take a shot.” She pointed to the small shot glasses on the side and the large jar of tequila, winking at the man.

While the man often broke eye-contact, Kyo fearlessly peered into his face as he waited for a confirmation. He noticed the flush and the way the man's gaze kept flitting to the neko's form. He was ok with this, the soon to be Hisoka was very used to the eyeballs, he always colored it to be admiration. He chuckled jovially and shamelessly said 'Like what you see?' pausing just a little for effect he added 'Don't worry... everybody does!' he finished with a wink and a soft bang of the fist on the table, to indicate that in his mind the deal was sealed.

The verbal agreement on his part sparked a fire of joy in Kyo's heart. 'Yeah? yeah? You're going to have so much fun!' the man exclaimed in an attempt to hype up his little gathering. He too picked out a few more peanuts, instead of just channeling them all into his maw he threw them into the air and caught them with his teeth one by one, rather extravagantly, his golden feathery cape fluttering and glittering with every move. It may have enticed the guy, or perhaps he was considering it anyways, since he shuffled along closer to the neko, asking him when they're going to get a move on.

'Right away!' Kyo exclaimed, twirling on his stool to slip off it. 'I'm glad you're not tired, because before we reach our destination, we have a little mission on our way...' Kyo continued. He cleared his throat, hoping that the process of trying to collect more people for the gathering wasn't going to turn the man away. The truth was, while the man never admitted so to himself, but he too didn't really have friends... only fans. He'd never stuck around in a location long enough for him to make lasting bonds, he was too flippant with himself and even more with his relationships... Definitely wasn't a good idea to call his exes to this bachelor-ette.

'We have to collect more people to take to this party with us, larger the crowd, more the fun.' He said, simply at first. He then almost guiltily rubbed his guilty ears, flattening them on his head as he pondered for a moment about letting this guy know the reasons for all this. Kyo decided to be honest, but he'd tell the story his way. He cleared his throat and swiveled on his heel before singing loud and clear, maybe that too, would serve as an attraction towards more people. 'Let me lead you... To celebrate a woman of wonder...' he sang. He hummed, composing the melody on the go, something he was rather talented with as he swooped out of the shack and onto the street, his voice growing a little louder. 'And her union with the collector of stories...'