A/N: Hey guys, welcome to the second installment of Chains and Rings :) If you haven't figured it out yet, this is the sequel to Chains and Rings: Our Fates. I'm sorry it always takes me so long to put up a chapter, but I figured it would be a good time to tell you that I haven't abandoned any of my stories (unless it is labelled as being on infinite hiatus, as that would mean it will probably not be taken off hiatus). I've been really busy with life issues, but I always have ideas for my next chapters circling somewhere in my mind.
Anyway, moving on. The Varia are finally here! And we get to see just how bad my fight scene writing is! Haha, at any rate, I hope I haven't changed Cross-chan's character too much in these newer chapters. Do you guys like this way of writing better, or the way I wrote it before?
Hope you guys like the new story~ Please leave some feedback :) It motivates me to write~
Cheers,
~Aoi
Cross made herself scarce after the whole ordeal with Squalo. It wasn't that she wasn't willing to tell Tsuna of her relation to the long-haired swordsman, more like…he never asked. Really. After Dino had pulled out the case with the real Half-Vongola Rings, Tsuna had run out of the hospital and Cross hadn't bothered to follow him, hanging back to talk with Dino and Reborn. Of course Reborn already knew of her relations and he was wary of her, heck, she probably would have been wary of herself in this type of situation. But Dino, besides the two of them considering one another to be siblings, couldn't really keep such things hidden from Cross anyway. She was technically a part of the Cavallone famiglia as well. Ah…she had too many loyalties to her name at this point. What kind of fourteen year old actually had this many life-threatening things to worry about? Scratch that thought. She came from the world of mafia; of course things were always going to be life-threatening.
Even though she hadn't been given any new assignments, Cross had already fallen behind in her mission reports for the Varia and her paperwork for the Cavallone, so she set to work on those, allotting time for herself to practice as well. She kept tabs on the people she'd grown close to in Namimori, but for the most part, she hung back in the shadows. She knew when the rings had been delivered, since she had been sitting outside on her balcony and watching the Vongola External Advisor early that morning. It would be interesting to see how these people would train in the days they had left leading up to the appearance of the Varia. So between watching Tsuna's family from hidden spots, paperwork, and her own training, Cross found herself quite busy.
Watching these inexperienced (for the most part) middle schoolers working hard to reach a level of fighting that would let them fight on a more even playing ground with the Varia was…interesting. Cross would never say that their efforts were a waste of time, since after spending so much time with them…she realized that they did have a chance. They had so much potential to grow and they still had time to mature. The only thing she knew she would miss seeing in them once they got older would be that carefree-ness that they had. The world of the mafia was not kind. It was dark and dirty. Of course, she wasn't counting the Varia out just yet. True, Tsuna and his family had potential, but the Varia had been going out on missions and carrying out assassinations long before these middle schoolers had any idea of what was out there. Heck…most of them had been doing this before Cross herself had even been born. But, she had to admit, it would be really something to see Tsuna's side win. As she sat at her desk, bent over some important documents that she needed to get back to Dino as soon as she was finished with them, Cross pulled on a chain around her neck and then fiddled with the object that swung in the V. Yea…things would be really interesting soon.
It was the second morning after the Half-Vongola Rings had been handed out did Cross finish with the documents. She shuffled them neatly into one pile before sliding them into a manila folder and sealing it. She got up from her seat and headed out of her room to the kitchen, where she set a pot of water onto the stove to boil. She'd have something quick to eat before heading out, she decided. She pulled the fridge door open and stared at the contents for a moment before pulling out a bunch of fruit. She set them on the countertop before pulling out a knife, its edge gleamed sharply and Cross ran a finger lightly against it before grinning and preparing a fruit salad with a cup of green tea on the side.
After a quick shower and a change of clothes, Cross soon found herself outside the gates leading onto the Namimori-chuu grounds. Dino had been assigned to be Hibari's home tutor…so it was safe to assume they would be at the school right? Covering a yawn, Cross was glad she had remembered to ask for a refill of her medication to be sent. She'd run out a few days after the encounter with Mukuro, which was why she'd lost consciousness like that, but now it was fine. She pulled out the pill bottle and popped the lid, absently shaking a pill into her mouth and swallowing it as she walked before tucking the bottle back away into her pocket. As usual, Cross hadn't bothered with the school uniform, but it wasn't like she was here to attend classes anyway. She paused a couple feet away from the entrance of the school and peered up at the rooftop before making a sound in the back of her throat and entering the school.
She couldn't say she was surprised, in fact…she kind of expected the scene she was met with when she finally reached the school roof. Her eyes darted back and forth from the mafia boss to the disciplinary committee head.
"Poor fratello got stuck with the problematic one I see." Cross commented as she made her way over to where Romario stood. The older man looked down before nodding and chuckling.
"Boss has his work cut out for him."
"Definitely."
The two turned as one to see Hibari insult Dino before looking at one another and bursting into laughter, Romario grasping onto the fencing behind him while Cross doubled over with her arms around her middle.
"Romario! Sorella! It's not funny!" Dino complained when he heard the laughter, turning his head briefly to cast the two an exasperated look before quickly returning his attention to Hibari and dodging a tonfa strike. "What are you doing here anyway Cross? I'm a bit busy right now."
Cross was silent for a moment, just watching the two males fighting. Hibari looked even more annoyed now that Dino was holding a conversation while he was sparring, which probably translated to Dino holding back against him. "I'm busy myself fratello." She said simply. She shifted her grip on the manila folder before holding it up.
"Oh, e ho finito i documenti. Il resto dei negoziati sono fino a voi." (Oh, and I finished the documents. The rest of the negotiations are up to you.)
Dino glanced back yet again, briefly. "Romario?"
Cross nodded before turning and passing the folder over to Dino's right-hand man.
"Sono certo che ho commesso errori, ma sarebbe meglio se hai selezionato sopra ogni evenienza. Non possiamo rischiare di non aver i negoziati, perché ho commesso un errore di distrazione. " (I am sure that I made no mistakes, but it would be best if you checked it over just in case. We cannot risk failing the negotiations because I made a careless mistake.)
"Sarà mia cura verificare il tutto. Grazie per il vostro duro lavoro." (I will be sure to check it over. Thank you for your hard work.)
"Sto solo facendo il mio lavoro." (I am merely doing my job.)
Cross twisted her upper body a bit after that, trying to work out the kinks in her back. "Well, now that my delivery is done…I've got some other work to do. Please excuse me Romario, Dino, sempai." Cross gave a curt bow and, without waiting for a response, disappeared back into the school building. She pulled out her cell phone as she made her way swiftly down the staircase to check the time before tucking it away again. She had a bit of spare time. She had been meaning to speak with Dino for a bit longer but as he was preoccupied, there wasn't much that she could do about that. She might as well make use of her free time…
"Thank you! Please come again!"
Cross rubbed at her eyes as she left the cake store, a bag clutched in her hands as she directed her steps to the Sasagawa household. She wasn't particularly close to the girl in her class, though she knew Tsuna had a crush on her, in fact, that much was probably obvious to anyone with eyes…though the girl herself seemed to be completely oblivious. But her brother would be getting into something dangerous (not to mention he'd been attacked a few months ago because of Mukuro) and Cross, though it wasn't directly her fault, felt some sympathy for the girl. After all, she was a sweet girl, and had been really nice that day right before Squalo and Basil had shown up. She'd just pass along the cake, say it was a present or something, and be on her way. At least Cross would have given Kyoko some sort of compensation for all the worry she would be put through.
…Yea, no one said Cross' logic made much sense all the time.
It took a bit of wandering around before Cross found the right house and she stood stock still on the doorstep after ringing the doorbell, her gaze faraway as she ran over the list of other things she still had to do that day.
"Cross-chan?"
Cross blinked before turning her head to find the door had been opened. She placed a small friendly smile on her face before holding out the cake bag. "Hey Kyoko-chan. I heard that you liked cakes and I saw that the store had some new flavors. I bought too many and I thought that I'd just share with you."
Kyoko blinked at her and Cross mentally sighed before placing the bag in the orange-haired girl's hands. "Have a good day Kyoko-chan." Cross said before turning and leaving. She heard a shout of 'thank you Cross-chan' before she checked to make sure the coast was clear and scaled a tree to jump onto a rooftop before continuing her way back to her apartment. Now she just had to work on the last bits of her mission reports. Joy.
Cross' expression remained blank as she watched Gokudera's hands slip once again, causing him to be caught once more in the explosions of his dynamite. He just didn't seem to understand that he was going to end up killing himself. Or maybe that's what he was aiming for. It certainly seemed that way. He was too single-minded.
While it might have seemed that they had a disregard for their own lives considering the near suicidal missions (some of them probably had been suicidal missions, but the Varia did make sure that they had at least a 90% chance of success before taking any missions) that they took, even the best assassins out there understood the worth of their own lives. In fact, they wouldn't have gotten anywhere if they didn't even understand something like that. Cross' eyes narrowed. Gokudera would need to learn that, but she wouldn't be the one to tell him that. It wasn't her place. Catching movement from the corner of her eyes, Cross' attention turned to Tsuna, who had been running to try and stop Gokudera from hurting himself. The octopus-head would be in good hands. Cross stood back up from where she had been crouching on a tree branch and headed back into town.
She didn't really need to check on the elder Sasagawa since he was being trained by an arcabaleno, as was Tsuna. She could stop at the dojo where the Yamamoto's were before heading back to the school to check on Dino and Hibari's progress. As for the lightning and mist guardians…there wasn't much to check on, was there? She landed neatly on a rooftop and paused before continuing on. No, she wouldn't need to check on those two.
It never occurred to her what her relationship with her parents would be if she hadn't been taken away from them when she was younger. Cross found herself wondering where her parents were now as she watched Yamamoto and his father through one of the dojo windows. It was probably better she didn't know. She wouldn't recognize them now anyway…they wouldn't even know who she was either. Their worlds were completely different and she had a new family.
"You'll definitely give Squalo a run for his money Yamamoto." Cross murmured with a smile before yawning and turning, walking slowly back into the market, hands tucked into her pockets. She hadn't really thought about family in the conventional sense in a very long time. The first family she'd had, her biological family, was just a very faint memory in the back of her mind. The first memory of a family she could remember well at all was the one she made with Mukuro, Ken, and Chikusa. Following them was the Varia and the Cavallone. She couldn't leave this life behind even if she had wanted to; it was all the family she'd known.
"Oh! Cross-chan!"
Huh? Cross looked over her shoulder and smiled. "Hi Mama, I-pin, Bianchi."
She crouched to pick up the small Chinese girl and carried her as she fell into step with the two women.
"What are you doing today Cross-chan?"
"Just wandering. I had to drop off something at the post office earlier."
"You should come over for dinner then." Nana invited.
"Oh I couldn't possibly-"
"Mama has been cooking a feast since Papa came home." Bianchi interrupted. Cross turned her eyes to the full Italian woman that she was walking next to. Even if she was a freelance assassin, Bianchi had to know of Cross' affiliations.
"It seems I can't really turn down the offer than." Cross finally decided, "Thank you for inviting me."
"Haha, you're always welcome over Cross-chan. Any friend of Tsu-kun's is family."
Family… Cross smiled a sincere smile at that before patting I-pin on the head and passing her over to Bianchi. "Thank you Mama. I'll be over later than. I have one more errand to run first."
"We'll see you tonight then." The brown haired woman smiled and waved as Cross headed in the direction of the middle school.
Tsuna's family. Would she really be considered a part of it when this was all over? She breathed out a sigh before hopping onto a low fence and taking once more to the rooftops.
"Kimura."
Ah, she'd been caught. Cross stood from where she'd been sitting and watching the sparring below her and hopped down to the same level as Dino, Romario, and Hibari.
"Hibari-sempai." She greeted him. Were those two finally taking a break? She noted the glint of the ring that Hibari had been given and her expression tightened. It didn't go unnoticed, but nothing was said about it.
"You've been ditching school."
"Ah…I suppose I have. "
"That is against school rules."
Cross blinked before chuckling, "Yea, it is, isn't it?"
His grips on his tonfa shifted and Cross raised an eyebrow. "I meant no disrespect. My papers haven't gone through then, I'm assuming?"
"Papers?"
"Mm. I'm withdrawing from Nami-chuu. It's a great school, but I honestly don't have any need to be enrolled here any longer as it is."
"Then you are trespassing."
Cross sighed yet again and nearly smacked herself in the face from exasperation. Well, she needn't worry about him it seemed. She turned her attention to the blonde next to her and proceeded to ignore the disciplinary committee head.
"Tutti i tentativi di contattare me nei prossimi giorni saranno inutili. Devo preparare il loro arrivo pure." (All attempts to contact me in the next days will be useless. I have to prepare for their arrival as well.)
Cross ran a hand through her hair before giving Dino a tired smile. The man shook his head before enveloping her in a hug. "Buona fortuna sorellina." (Good luck little sister.)
"Per voi come fratello pure.Temo che la prossima volta che ci incontriamo, ci sarà bisogno di essere nemici." (To you as well brother. I fear that the next time we meet, we will need to be enemies.)
She returned his embrace before pulling back and jumping to the top of the fencing surrounding the roof. She gave a half salute before jumping off.
Dinner at the Sawada household was an interesting experience. Haru and Nana were the only ones who were completely oblivious to the tension surrounding the rest of the family. Well…the majority of the rest of the family. The infants, Fuuta, and Bianchi carried on as normal, and Reborn, Iemitsu, and Cross were very good actors. No one really paid much attention to Tsuna's outbursts anyway.
It was the after dinner bit, when Tsuna had retreated to his bedroom and Cross found herself sitting alone with Iemitsu and Reborn that was the most interesting.
"So they sent you over."
"I've been stationed in Namimori for some months now. Yes."
"She's helped some with Tsuna's training."
"Really?"
"I have my reasons."
Cross' gaze met with Reborn's and she mentally let out the breath she had been holding when the foot-tall hitman did not call her out on her lie.
"You've gotten close to my family."
"You can say that."
"What are you planning…?"
"You ask as if you expect an answer Vongola External Advisor."
Iemitsu's hand slammed onto the tabletop and silence fell. "You're mocking me."
"I am." Cross admitted before standing up. "I have other matters to attend to. You know how it is." She stepped towards the door before pausing and tilting her head to the side. "I assume I will be seeing you in a few days' time." With that, she finally left.
The following days, Cross was on the phone making arrangements or doing her own thing. She didn't make contact with any of Tsuna's family in that time frame and as she had told Dino, unless it was from Varia headquarters, no calls or forms of contact made it past her block.
She had a feeling she wasn't getting the full plan from the rest of the Varia…but there had to be a reason for it. So she didn't pry. She would find out in time. She could be patient. Another sheet of paper was shredded before one of Cross' sai was embedded into the wall. Stupid mission reports.
You'd think with everything that was going on, Xanxus wouldn't care so much for the reports to be done. But no, as soon as she'd finished the last batch and sent them back, a new load had arrived for her. She would have a lot to say to Bel when they met again. As she put her pen to a fresh sheet of paper, the writing implement cracked. Cross paused and stared at her pen before leaning back in her seat.
They were early.
She rolled her eyes as she dropped her pen and got up from her seat. Leave it to Xanxus to immediately realize that the rings had been faked. Cross crossed to her closet and pulled open the doors, pushing aside her casual clothes to reveal the uniform she'd buried at the back of her things. She pulled out the coat and smoothed out the wrinkles, it'd been a while since she'd worn it. She glanced out the window and noted the sky color…it was like blood…how fitting.
Cross' uniform was pretty standard, though she had her own personal additions, like her fellow teammates. Her Varia coat fell to about knee-length with chain adornments and a capelet sort of structure at the shoulder areas. She wore this around her shoulders, kept from falling off by a double chain at the front. Under the coat was the standard issue pants tucked into a pair of white boots with black laces courtesy of raiding Bel's closet. Around her waist was a pair of double belts and for her top she wore a long sleeved collared white shirt that was tucked in but unbuttoned so you could see the purple tee she wore underneath.
After pulling her sai from the wall, Cross stowed the weapons away on her person and left by way of the balcony. It would probably be better to leave unseen she figured.
Levi needed to train his lackeys better. It was much too easy for her to track the members of the Lightning Squad and to hide far back enough that Reborn didn't sense her, but that she was still able to see what was happening. To be caught unawares by amateurs who'd only begun seriously training a few days ago was disgraceful. Though she had to hand it to them, they hadn't hesitated even when the target was revealed to be a five-year old child. Cross herself refused to take missions if it involved children.
She straightened up when Levi dropped into the scene. He still looked as stupid as ever. He really needed to do something with those sideburns of his. Cross stifled the laugh she had at that thought and stared at the giant robot that dropped down behind Levi with the rest of the Varia. Hm…was that thing to be her replacement? She felt mildly offended, but dismissed the feeling as she moved closer to hear what was being said. Ah…it seemed Xanxus just wanted to get things over with. Cross' muscles tightened though she knew there was no way she would be able to get away fast enough if Xanxus really did use that.
"Hold on Xanxus. That's enough. I'll take charge from here."
Oh, there was Iemitsu. Cross decided that it was about time she revealed herself as well as she watched Tsuna exclaim in shock. She kicked off from her tree and flipped over Tsuna and his family to land neatly on the un-armored shoulder of the Gola Mosca.
"Really Boss, no need to be so hasty."
"So that's where you were principessa." Bel said, tilting his head back as he looked up. Cross grinned and rested an arm on Gola Mosca's head, laying her head on top of it.
"I have some complaints for you principe." She responded before grinning and turning her attention to Iemitsu. "Oh, please carry on, I didn't mean to interrupt you Iemitsu."
"C-Cross-chan?!"
Cross turned her eyes to Tsuna though her expression remained passive. She'd have to find a way to deal with this another time. She noted the looks of shock on the other's faces as Squalo shouted at Iemitsu.
"Xanxus, are you going to allow your subordinates to raise their weapons and to mock the External Advisor?"
"Don't stick your nose in so late, Iemitsu! You're nothing but a coward!" Squalo shouted.
Basil raised his own weapon in response and Cross' free hand disappeared under her coat as she returned her attention to Iemitsu and his team.
"I was not being a coward. I sent a letter to the Ninth with my doubts and questions when he continued to allow you Varia to act in a questionable manner. This is his response." Iemitsu held up a letter and Cross straightened up, her eyes on the letters as one was passed to Xanxus and another to Tsuna. "This is a direct order from the Ninth."
"I don't understand. Why do you know all of this?" Tsuna questioned, the confusion obvious in his expression. Cross dropped from Gola Mosca's shoulder as Reborn explained what the Vongola External Advisor was to Tsuna.
"If you still don't get it, it is like the relationship between Cross and Dino."
"H-Huh?"
Cross frowned as she took her place next to Bel. "Is this really the time to be discussing my titles Reborn?" She folded her arms over her chest. "Just ask Dino about it later Tsunayoshi. There is a more pressing matter at hand."
Tsuna looked down at the letter Basil had passed him. "D-Dying Will Flames!"
"That is the Ninth's Dying Will Flame Seal. It is a real order." Mammon said.
"I can't read Italian! What does it say?"
If it wasn't such a serious moment, Cross might have really smacked herself in the face. Now was really not the place to be showing his ignorance.
"To translate and summarize:
Until now, I have thought that Iemitsu's son, Sawada Tsunayoshi, was a worthy successor and acted as such. However, perhaps because I am close to death, by intuition I changed course and chose a new successor. My son, Xanxus. He is truly worthy to be the Tenth.
However, there will be those who are unhappy with this change. That is why Iemitsu fought against handing the Rings over to Xanxus. I do not wish for my Family to fight amongst itself for no reason. Thus, we will begin the decisive battle to decide who will be the official successor, through a method we can all agree on.
This is what it means. Vongola successor candidate, Sawada Tsunayoshi. And also a successor candidate, Xanxus. The Vongola Rings that you both require to become the true successor, to decide who has the right to these, we will begin the decisive battle between Tsuna's family and the Varia! A one-on-one battle between those who hold the same type of ring!" Iemitsu announced.
"A FIGHT?!" Yup, leave it to Tsuna to panic. What did he think all that training had been for if not a fight?
"Yes. After that it says to wait for further information."
Two figured jumped out from the tree-line after that and Cross watched them with some interest. She'd never seen them before.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. We are from the Cervello Organization that serves from under the Ninth. We will be the judges for the Ring Battles." One of them held out a letter that also contained the Ninth's Dying Will Flame.
When Xanxus did not object to their being there, Cross once more dismissed the fact that she knew nothing about them. If her boss wasn't worried about it, then she needn't be either. The rest of the things that they explained weren't really new to Cross, as she had spent a couple years working in the Varia. She'd picked up some stuff about Vongola customs. It was only when the Cervello announced the battleground to be Namimori-chuu did Cross react. How were they going to get away with that when Hibari was so protective of the school? Hm…though they were mafia for a reason, she supposed. They would have a way.
"Be at Namimori-chuu at eleven tomorrow night. The first battle will be announced then." The Cervello then proceeded to jump back into the trees. Cross frowned at that before returning her attention to Xanxus to see what their next moves would be. He glared at Tsuna and his family before the entire Varia turned as one to leave. Cross cast a glance over her shoulder as she fell into step with her teammates.
'What will you do now, Sawada Tsunayoshi?'
It was strange being in the company of her teammates again. She had gotten accustomed to the life of the people of Namimori much too quickly. She should have known better than to get attached. Cross yawned as she stretched, her palms pressing against the floor. She was currently bent over backwards, bent nearly double, stretching.
"Cross-chan~"
Cross kicked off the ground and performed a handstand for a brief moment before flipping again so she was back on her feet, rolling her shoulders. It was also much noisier now, she noted as she left her room. Hard to believe it had only been a few hours since she'd seen her teammates again. She crossed the short hallway that split all the rooms apart and entered the living room. She was currently staying with the rest of the Varia in a hotel, not trusting them to be anywhere near the apartment she was renting out. Her poor neighbors would be even more frightened then they already were of the half-Italian.
"Yes?"
It was a conditioned response not to twitch when Lussuria appeared wearing an extremely frilly pink apron. Or when he started to fuss about her appearance. While Cross tended to make sure her appearance was always presentable, she had just woken up for god's sake and had been stretching, could anyone really blame her for only being in a pair of really short shorts and an overlarge t-shirt?
"Lussuria, did you call me out here for anything other than to ask why I'm still in my pajamas?"
That seemed to snap the man out of his little world where…well, Cross really didn't want to know what he had been thinking of. "Could you be a dear and go wake everyone up for breakfast?"
This time Cross had to fight really hard not to twitch. Wake up calls. The most dangerous part of the day. She glowered at the flamboyant man but turned to do as asked anyway. Mammon was already up, as Cross found out when she knocked on the baby's door. He was writing figures down in a notebook when Cross opened the door to announce that breakfast was almost ready. Gola Mosca didn't really need a wakeup call. The machine had been standing in a corner of the living room when Cross had just been in there. The next person was Squalo. One bucket of water later, the long-haired captain was up and screaming, which helped to wake up the person in the room next to his, Levi. Cross skipped Xanxus' room, figuring she'd just leave that disaster for Levi to deal with. Finally, she found herself standing in front of Bel's room.
When she'd first been brought to the Vongola by the Ninth and dumped upon the Varia as an assignment (really, what had the Ninth been thinking?), Bel had been the closest in age to her, so she had always been left in his care. The two developed a love-hate relationship which was where their "affectionate" nicknames came from. She respected Bel's claims that he was a prince and he made her his un-official princess. It made sense to them when they were younger, and they'd never really abandoned the habit.
Cross knocked on the blonde's door and when she got no response, tried the doorknob. Finding it unlocked, she entered the room carefully. She pulled out a sai from a hidden spot and shifted it in her hands, just in case Bel had set up any traps. She wasn't disappointed when she had to deflect a couple sets of knives from skewering her.
Finally she made it over to the bed and stared at the lump under the blankets that was known as Prince the Ripper. Out of all the Varia officers, Bel was probably the one who loved his sleep the most, with Cross coming in a close second. Xanxus was his own chart altogether, so Cross didn't count him.
"It's time for breakfast principe."
No response.
Cross sighed before climbing onto Bel's bed and pulling his blankets away so she could actually see him. Of course, she wasn't expecting him to already be awake. In all their years of knowing one another, unless he had a mission, Bel was never up before Cross was sent to wake him up. So when Bel suddenly flipped their positions, Cross wasn't ready and reacted a second too late. She frowned up at Bel from where she had been pinned below him.
"Ushishishishi…Sembra che il principe si è preso una principessa." (It looks like the prince has caught himself a princess.)
"E che cosa fa il piano di principe di fare con la sua principessa?" (And what does the prince plan on doing with his princess?)
Bel leaned down till his bangs were brushing against Cross' and their noses were centimeters apart before pulling away just as suddenly as he had flipped them and fixed the tiara in his hair. Cross sat up when Bel had finally released her arms and rolled her shoulders.
"Such a tease." She laughed out before sliding out of the bed and retrieving her dropped sai. "Lussuria will throw a fit if we don't go out soon. Don't go back to sleep principe."
