AN: So, as a buffer for my story, for ideas and for… um, filler… I decided to start a series of drabbles that focus on the Night Raiders in my story, which would be Sayo, Ieyasu, Tatsumi, Alyssa, Juu, Najenda, Lubbock, Leone, Akame, Mine, Susanoo, and Chelsea. There is no plotline at all, so it'll be completely random, depending on how random I'm feeling. (I'm really feeling it! This is a good result, and I think I got through that pretty good!... I'll stop Shulk-ing. Hah, I'm so sad now. I think I'll SKULK away. Nya-ha. Yes, Henry from Fire Emblem Awakening is my favorite)

Well, here's the first of many drabbles. Enjoy, my wonderful readers. Make sure to leave a review with your idea for what I should do in the next drabble, and I will do it. Don't worry, I am definitely going to pick up S&I:KoF, and I'm 6000 words into the 11th chapter as we speak. So, here you go.

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"Give that back!"

"No! That's the last time you make a jab at Tatsumi and I's love life!" Sayo replied angrily. She had just stolen a doujinshi from Ieyasu's stash and threatened to scatter his entire collection all over the Night Raid HQ if he didn't do exactly what she wanted him to do. She grinned. Almost too broadly, in fact.

"... Sayo?"

"Yes, dear Ieyasu-kun?" she asked with a deathly sweet tone. The only time Sayo every used this tone with anyone was when she was pissed off to no end. "Is there something you'd like, perhaps? A cup of tea? A donut? Or something a little dirtier…?"

"Give me the book back!"

"Ah, ah ah. Patience is a virtue, dearie," she continued, her overly-sugary tone of voice still ever-present. Oh, did she have a plan for this little book and the rest of Night Raid…

"Give. It. Back. Now!"

"Not. Unless. You. Catch. Me!" Sayo replied, lightly giggling and taking off in the direction of the dining room, where everyone was eating. Her smile broadened with every step as she came closer to pulling her ultimate payback on her and Tatsumi's childhood friend.

"Sayo… n-no… wait, let's work something out…" Ieyasu mutter-stuttered.

"Nope, much too late for apologies, you dirty perv," she maliciously retorted, venom lacing her words. She was fed up with all the teasing about what they did during the night. While it wasn't… the most appropriate subject for everyday conversation, it certainly was… interesting. Tatsumi, when confronted with the jabs, usually sighed and placed his hands on his hips, leaned forward and said, "So?"

She burst through the doors and was greeted with eighteen eyes staring back at her. Even Najenda, who normally couldn't be flinched while eating, looked up. "Sayo?"

"Sy-chan!" Tatsumi exclaimed, leaping from his chair. "Are you okay?" Sayo was breathing heavily, as Ieyasu chased her all around the surrounding forests before formulating this master plan and doubling back to the dining room.

"Sayo, what's up?" Alyssa asked.

"Sayo, what is the problem?" Juu inquired.

Lubbock said nothing. His face had a pallet of mixed emotions: fear, surprise, and dread.

"Yo, Sayo!" Leone happily (and drunkenly) called out. She plopped her arm around Mine, who was sitting next to her.

"Stop, jackass. You need to get a grip on your alcohol!"

"Hm." Akame briefly looked up from her giant platter of meat before turning to devour it once more while Susanoo hurriedly brought her more freshly prepared meat from the kitchen.

"Always flustered, Sayo, You're going to burst a blood vessel," Chelsea giggled.

At that precise moment, Ieyasu burst through the door, screaming three words. "GIVE IT BACK!"

This was it. Time to execute the plan.

"Give what back, Ieyasu?" Sayo chuckled, holding the doujinshi behind her back.

"The one… y'know, the… thing," Ieyasu mumbled.

"What's the thing, Ieyasu?" Sayo asked, giggling harder.

"The… the…"

"I can't hear you, hon."

"Hon? Since when did Sayo call him hon- oh. I get it," Chelsea exclaimed with a clap. "I know exactly what's going on!"

"JUST GIVE ME THE DOUJINSHI BACK!"

Silence.

Tatsumi burst out laughing, along with Leone, Mine, Chelsea, and Najenda. The others smiled and chuckled slightly, finding it rather amusing that Ieyasu liked this stuff. Incursio's wielder walked up behind Lubbock and slapped him on the back. "Hey, what's the matter, Lubba? It's funny."

"That's my doujinshi."

More silence.

"Uh…"

"Oh…" Chelsea muttered. "Oops."

"L-Lubbock… Sorry…?" Sayo stuttered, not knowing how to reply.

"I told you we should have negotiated!" Ieyasu shouted.

Lubbock's face was the color of his gloves. Deep red.

"Angry, or embarrassed?" Sayo thought to herself. For now, her feet were unmoving and rooted in place. She wanted to run...

"Sayo… come here," Lubbock murmured as he withdrew several strings from Cross Tail's mechanism, his voice deep and vengeful.

"DEFINITELY ANGRY!" Sayo screamed as she tore from the room, Lubbock not far behind.

Ieyasu watched them chase each other throughout the entire property of Night Raid. With an arrogant stance and a swing of the arm, he said, "I got through that pretty good!"

"Don't go quoting Shulk, Ieyasu… the author does that enough…" Tatsumi mumbled.