"Hey, Silabus!" Silabus turned to see his guildmaster, Haseo, ride up beside him on a steambike.
"Wow, Haseo. Did you get that customized?" Silabus asked, getting closer to inspect it. Yes, it had been changed a bit. The engine looked like a... 140, maybe? And the armor was tricked out. Geez, that would cost an easy ten, twenty thousand GP, likely a lot more. Haseo must be loaded.
"Yeah, but it doesn't change much." Haseo said. "It's traction still sucks."
"Oh, well, that's too bad." Silabus said sadly. He kind of wanted the bike, now that it didn't look like crap.
Haseo was silent a moment, then Silabus got a Whisper from him.
Gaspard and Atoli want to meet offline. They need a place to stay, though. Please tell me that you can house them. Silabus blinked. Was the great Haseo, PKK extrordinaire, the Terror of Death, begging him?
Uh, sure, I guess. My apartment is small though. Silabus answered back.
That's great! Haseo then did something Silabus had never seen the likes of before. He typed in the "/smile" command, and Haseo was genuinely smiling.
Like smiling! Really smiling! Silabus' mind was boggled. He must've typed in the command for amazement, because Haseo stopped smiling and looked at him funny.
Is there something wrong? Haseo was still on Whisper mode.
Uh, no. No, Not really.
Well, then, I guess I'll log out before the Terrible Two find me, and harass me, again. Haseo said, scratching his head.
Why are they harassing you?
They want me to come with them. He looked around disinterestedly. Dol Dona's bright sun glared off his silver hair, even the parts that looked like horns. He really did choose a beautiful character.
Hold up. Silabus' thoughts screeched to a halt. Rewind, Playback, he ordered it. He listened to his thoughts again with the utmost ardor. Yuuichi blushed behind his FMD, as the thought actually was thought about. Haseo is...Beautiful? When did that happen? Maybe he could put it down to artistic appreciation... Dammit, he wasn't an artist. OKAY, that didn't work. Hmm, maybe he was gay? He quickly looked up some porn. He stared at the woman's breasts. Damn. It was a possiblity. Or maybe it was because she wasn't very pretty and looked to be about forty. He clicked out quickly.
Haseo began to speak again.
Well... I guess I'll go now. Bye, Silabus.
Wait! Silabus clutched at Haseo's bike.
What? Haseo asked.
You should come! It'll be sooo much better with you there!
Silabus...? He asked, confused, torn, maybe?
Pleeese come? Silabus begged.
Haseo was motionless for a few seconds, in which Yuuichi held his breathe.
Sure. I'll come, Silabus. He gave in.
Silabus smiled. My name is Yuuichi.
Haseo was so startled, he fell off the bike. Silabus was brought down with it, so he, Haseo and the bike made a tangle of parts. Silabus quickly got up, and picked the bike off Haseo. Losing contact with Haseo, it disappeared. Silabus offered a hand to the still quite shocked Haseo.
Haseo smiled again, but not happy smile, more like a "I-Accept-Your-Challenge" grin that bared his kind of big canines. He reached for and grabbed Silabus' hand and pulled himself up. Still holding Silabus' hand, he whispered, And my name is Ryou. Nice to meet you.
Author's notes: Haha. Short, ne? Ah, Well. What are you going to do? As always, reading is nice, but reviews are better. Flames will be used to roast weiners. ... ... I know what you're thinking. And you're a pervert.