Spoot: number 2 is up!

Duo: you are woshiping a fauls god!

Spoot: DUUUH!

Little girl, what are you doing, why would you let that happen again? you know where you need to be, you know where you can run to. who you can run to. the last time he said, was the last time. as you look up at him, your cheeks stained with the blood and tears he left behind. you beg him not to do this again. and he just hugs you. that's what you want. so you allow it to happen. 'he dose love me, he was just mad.' you say to yourself and let a small smile cross your lips, but only because you're thinking of that other guy.

When he sees you the next day his eyes light up. at first, it was because he was happy to see you, then anger. "Hilde, your face...did he?"

"no," you say. praying to god. "He just got upset, I asked to many questions." you say hoping for the end of the world and a glass of wine. "What the hell...'how was your day...' BAM! Hilde, stop..."

you know one thing is for sure. Duo...will make all the bad guys go away...he wont let the boogeyman come. but how do you tell him this. The walls have ears. everyone here knows him. Even Duo. But you know he'll protect you. so why not run to him? Why not?

"This is crap...you have got to leave him." you know you just can't quit him so easily though...you crave it, or something. you just want the love...that he sometimes gives you. Duo Hugs you when you cant find the words. God, this is what you need. this is who you need.

Little girl...why don't you make the right choices. you never have before, but you could start here. let him in little girl. WAKE UP!

you open your eyes.

"WAKE UP!"

you look over at him.

"you wanna tell me what you were doing hugging that faggot?"

"Wha-" you try to explain, or at least figure it all out...but no time, the first blow is right to the old Shiner he left for you yesterday. all for you.

"you wanna tell me what you thought you were doing?" he asks, hitting another sore spot.

"I-" another blow.

Thats it little girl, get up. grab that Bat...take the first swing...dont stop, never stop...hes still alive...swing with all your might. cry, let the tears fall. keep swinging...hes bleeding. he grabs the bat. kick him...KICK HIM! dont just stand there looking scared...KILL HIM!

little girl...

you have made it to womanhood. grew a pair and walked away, as the house burns. you walk away. with the tears covering your face, you wipe away...you look down at the blood...not yours...

the neighbor has a telephone...Duo has a Telephone..he was always right there...next to it...waiting on you.

"Here, drink this babe." he says to you, handing you a mug. you hope to god its something strong. but it's just Coffee. served with love via Duo. look at him, a work of art. right down to the worried look on his face. he looks at your blood soaked arm. Its leaking onto your hand, Its still warm. its thick...

"Not mine..." you choke out.

"alright, my girls a scraper..." he says. you know what to do now...damage control could wait ..you know what to do. Fall, fall right there on him. he holds you close. "think I need sleep..." you say. "You know you can stay at my place." he says. thats it...now listen...you cant mess this up. there's no way to do so. this is Duo we're talking about here...you could never mess this up! just fucking FALL!

you hit the floor. What the hell was that. you look up at the bed. Duo sits up and looks down. he smiles. he looks so adorable shirtless, his hair a mess, a sheet shielding you from his naked form. you sit up some. "you ok goof ball?" he asks. what the hell was that...on your face...it felt funny...was that...a real smile. "Must have been a falling dream." you say. "yeah? so you ok?" he asks. you sit up all the way. "Yeah, I'm good...sorry I woke you." no you're not, but you fear the repercussions of not apologizing...even if it is Duo. plus, you're really glad he was awake now. he sits up some too. you could see more of his body. lick them sips girl, but it wont help the urged... "you gunna get back up here, or do I hafta get up?" he says. the playfulness in his voice calms you down to a new low. so down, any more calm, you'd be dead. get up and get back in there. good little girl.

you lay down, and settle in. "again, sorry." he lays down and just smiles at you. no words at this point were better...than anything. he turns to his side to look at you. "comfy?" nod..NOD! ok. "cool. glad I could make it so!" he says. "you know who I am right?" you shake the head of a confused little girl, not knowing who you are now. "I am the great Duo Maxwell, your wish is my command." you giggle...a real one... "hell, I'm just glad you're here, I get lonely." he said. "Me too..." looking up at him makes you want to cry. could this be real? was he real? YEAH! look at that guy right there. DUO MAXWELL! Duo...fucking...Maxwell! this was real...what happened yesterday...was gone..and all the other yesterdays...gone. what was now, was right now. today...and all the other today's to come...when they turn into tomorrows, they will be remembered...the right now's, remembered. The Duo...Remember...hes the one...the Boogieman Hunter.

Spoot: Girls remember!