This is the worst day of my life. I'll call it even with the day I broke Totsuka-san's car.

No, breaking Totsuka-san's car was I little worse I guess… I mean Mikoto-san…and then Kusanagi-san…..and… okay, I think I'll stop my ramblings here.

So no, I will not tell you what happened today, nor will the stupid meddling ugly big fat author.

No, she/he/it will never tell you.

So you can go to the corner of the room and sulk in your self-pity while I and the author shall happily keep our mouths shut and-

~CHOCOLATEPANTS HAS BETRAYED YATA MISAKI~

~~~FLASHY BACK! ~~~

It was 9.00 AM at Saturday, my favorite day, but not my favorite time.

You know well why. I was in the middle of my sleep dreaming of hitting furry man-gorillas, skateboards and that strange hair-colored girl when I heard knocks and bangs on my door.

And of course being the civilized person I am I had planned to go out topolitely greet the person and kindly tell them to get a life and then slam the door in their faces.

I repeat I had only planned to do so.

Grumpily, I made my way out of my room and to the front door, I turned the knob and without further hesitation-

"WHAT THE % #$ IS IT? DO YOU KNOW WHAT $%^#$# ' TIME IT IS?!"

The little boy who was holding a letter A.K.A the unwanted visitor jolted backwards, almost tripping over the stairs.

Heh, you got 'em good yatagarasu.

The boy started shivering, his face lowered hiding his eyes, "E-excuse m-me…" He stammered, I groaned. A scaredy cat, he was going to slow things down.

"Thi-this is f-from the video re-rental-"

Video rental? Did I rent a video? Oh, yeah, now I remember. Anna and the rest once came here to watch that zombie movie sometime ago… I don't really remember giving it back.

OH NO!

"Hold up kid," I cut, holding my hand up, "When was this due?"

The little boy held up the letter and scanned its contents, "Th-three months a-ago…" He stated and looked up to me. I didn't fail to see his glass-like eyes.

Wait, three MONTHS ago?

"Uh, how much is the-?" I didn't dare say it, the word was like a curse. An ancient curse that could make my pocket flat in less than a day.

The boy read the letter again, "5500 yens."

My eyes bulged, I felt like they would fall out any seconds, "WHAT?"

The boy jumped, "U-uh, 5500….ye-yens…."

"WHAT THE !(!# !& %#%%#^! ^# ^!%# # THREE MONTHS! IT WAS DUE THREE MONTHS AGO AND I OWE YOU 5500 YENS?!"

Tears streaked on the boy's face, his face was red hot and he had probably wet his pants.

"U-uh…"

I huffed angrily. "Okay kid, leave."

The boy looked up at me one last time before running away, tear stained, wet panted and arms flailing in the air as he shrieked all the way home.

And I just stood there.

Wanting to call my mom and borrow some money. But I know she wouldn't, she stopped doing that two years ago. She replaced money with a fifteen minute lecture followed by the stupid promises that I have to make… which is very bad for my phone bill. Considering that I am very broke.

There. I said it. And I DO NOT want to say it again.

I was in the midst of thinking that I didn't realize that someone was standing right in front of me.

But I knew it, I mean it's complicated, when I realized that he was there I was motionless and just coolly looked at him.

It's not like I jumped and screeched like a little girl and almost slammed the door in his face. Heck no, it didn't happen. IT DIDN'T.

"MI~SA~KI~~"

You know who this is.

%!#$ SLAP!

"WHAT THE #$% DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

Saruhiko Fushimi rubbed his sore cheek. "Uh, visiting?"

Another vein popped, "WHAT THE #$&^$ YOU DON'T VISIT!"

The monkey grinned, "You're right, I don't, " He chuckled. The glint in his eyes something that I learned not to trust, "But I did overhear about you being broke…"

HE HEARD THAT? SO I WAS TALKING ALOUD?

"Uh, yes, yes you were…"

HE HEARD THAT TOO?

"Yes. Now shut up the neighborhood is gonna blame me."

"YOU-!"

Saru held up his hand, "Look, I just wanted to say that there is a place that might offer you a job." He pointed out.

"There is?" I asked, amused. I think my eyes would have been twinkling stars.

"Yes, " I failed to catch the grin on his face as he turned round. "Luckily it's right next to the Homra bar."

My eyes twinkled even more.

"Well, if you would excuse me. I will be off to work." He didn't turn back after saying that, and I was too preoccupied with guessing what it might be to hear his maniac-like laugh.

I hope it would be something that requires strength. I'm the MAN for that.

CHOCOLATEPANTS actually ran out of ideas... and this is lame. But anyhoo.

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CHOCOLATEPANTS...AWAAAAAAAAAAY! :)