This is because of extreme boredom and inability to concentrate on much else. Enjoy dudes.
Disclaimer: Ha, ha, you're joking right? Thoughts
"Misao-sama."
"Han'nya-kun?"
"Misao-sama, listen."
"You're…You're dead aren't you?"
"Yes, but Misao-sama I need you to listen. I have to take you somewhere."
"But you're DEAD!"
"Misao-sama please stop. I need to take you somewhere. You've been chosen to be the Judge. The gods aren't sure what to do with someone."
"What?"
"They want you to over see someone's soul. They don't know if they should let him live."
"Wha?"
"Come."
Misao's eyes snapped open. What happened?
"Misao-sama."
"Han'nya!"
"Go find Shishio's lair."
"WHAT!?"
"There's someone you have to meet there."
--SXM--
That was two hours before. Now Misao was trudging up an unforgiving slope that seemed bent on sending her bake down.
"Han'nya, am I going crazy?"
"No, I'm really taking to you."
"What am…?"
Her thoughts were interrupted by a strong gust trying to blow her over.
"What am I going to do? He's going to die right?"
"Not until you decide where he's to go. Heaven or hell."
"But why can't the Gods decide?"
"Because he did wrong but against his true will."
"What?"
"You'll understand."
She collapsed when she reached the broken gates that once lead into Shishio's Kyoto lair. From the ground she scanned the clearing looking for anyone else when they locked on a familiar form sitting on the over turned gates. Bright cobalt eyes watched her with amusement; an empty smile adorned his mouth. He'd definitely grown no longer looking like a young boy barely in his teens now a grown man, but it was definitely the same assassin that had broken Himura's sakaboto. None other then Seta, Soujiro.
"That's him."
"I have to decide where to send HIM!?"