I don't even know why I'm writing another fic of GyakuSai since people are saying my fics are OOC. Oh well… (shrugs) I'm just doing this out of my enjoyment. But this is just a collection of drabbles now. Hope this story actually satidfy you guys (sticks tongue out) Anyways, Drabble #1.

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Drabble Number 1: A Letter to Mitsurugi.

Mitsurugi arrived at his office like any other day and at the time he would usually arrive. He pulled up the shades in his office and proceeded to sit on his desk. After a while, he proceeded to continue his paperwork that he had started yesterday. After a few hours of paperwork, someone knocked on his door. "Come in."

"Um… Mitsurugi-san. There's some mail for you so I just came by to drop them off for you." A woman stepped in, holding up a bunch of envelopes.

"You can put them on the couch. I'll read through them when I'm finished with my paperwork." Mitsurugi said, going back to his paperwork.

"O-ok," the lady went over to Mitsurugi's red couch and dropped the pile of envelopes on it. Then she proceeded to leave.

Hours passed until it was finally lunchtime. Mitsurugi sighed, leaned back on his chair deciding what to have for lunch. Then his attention was drawn to the pile of envelopes on his couch. He got up and went over to check what kind of mail was for him. As he went over each of them, he mumbled what kind of notice it was. "Taxes… taxes… letters from court… letters from witnesses etc."

After flipping through the pile and read each one thoroughly, he came to his last envelope. "'To the Mitsurugi Residence'?"

Mitsurugi sat there confused. He didn't have any family members left, at least none of which he knew that might be still living. He wasn't married either so out of curiousity, he opened the letter and began to read. Upon reading the first line, he couldn't help but laugh at what was written. Mitsurugi smiled, taking out his cellphone. It was time to call a certain man to come into his office and pick something up. As Mitsurugi dialed the number, he couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head at the same time. "Hello?" the voice asked.

"Hello. It's Mitsurugi. Come by my office. I have something for you." Mitsurugi said, trying not to laugh.

"What is it that you have for me?"

"You'll find out when you get here. And another thing, bring me lunch. It's already 12 pm."

"Fine. I'll come to your office."

Mitsurugi hung up the phone, shaking his head in amusement. This was the first time that he had gotten such a letter from someone.

In approximately a half an hour, someone knocked on the door and Mitsurugi told the person to come in. The door opened and a brown-haired man came walking in with a box in his hand. "Here's your lunch. What do you have for me?" the man asked, his face not so amusing to look at.

"Thank you for the lunch Naruhodoh and here's" Mitsurugi gave an envelope to Maruhodoh, "is what I have for you."

"An envelope? From who?"

"I'm guessing it's that lady from downstairs that is always on your back."

"You mean the one who we always see when we're together? Why would she send a letter to you when it's for me?"

Mitsurugi chuckled and didn't say anything and he proceeded to open the lunch box. "What's so funny Mitsurugi?"

"You'll see when you read it," Mitsurugi looked up occasionally, wanting to see the look on Naruhodoh's face.

Indeed, when Naruhodoh reacted it was the time when he finished reading the first sentence. He had a horrified look on his face. "W- what the?"

"You see what I mean?"

Naruhodoh was confused and shocked at the first line, not even the whole letter. Mitsurugi chuckled and Naruhodoh finally glared at Mitsurugi. Naruhodoh won't let his anger appease. Unfortunately for Naruhodoh, the neighboring lady of Naruhodoh indeed wrote a letter but it was sent to Mitsurugi instead. Why you ask? Because the very first line reads:

"Dear Mitsurugi Ryuichi."

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Meh…. Shitty drabble, I know. Funny how the chapter name kinda throws you off. I will proceed to sleep now. For now, I will refill my pen with ink and continue tomorrow. Good night to y'all.