A/N: Three (this is the second of three) updates in one night! I feel so special!
Disclaimer: I had this rather shocking revelation: on the cover of Black Cat are two words that read "Kentaro Yabuki". I'm guessing that they mean that he owns this wonderful manga, but hey, I could be wrong!
Chapter Three: Blood Puppet
Kyoko sighed, and looked out of the window of Creed's private jet. She was so bored! There was nothing to do, and they still had two hours to go.
She sighed again, and wished that she hadn't blown up that last game. Then she looked over at Charden, who was sitting across the row from her.
Then she quickly looked back. What Charden was doing was the grossest thing she had ever seen. Even she, who loved burning people to little crisps, was grossed out.
Charden was currently watching sumo wrestling.
Only, these wrestlers where made from his blood. It appeared that he slit his palms, and was using his Tao art to configure sumo wrestlers, and was now cheering on the one on the right.
Kyoko felt her eyes drawn back to the gruesome spectacle. The one on the right pushed the left one off onto the floor, forming a huge wet blood spot. He tipped his hat over his shaded eyes, tucked his hands in his sleeves, and by all appearances went to sleep.
Kyoko looked back at the window.
This was going to be a long flight.
A/N: Yes, it is another short one. Sorry. I'm tired. I have PT in the morning. weep If you have any ideas for future drabbles, feel free to tell me in the reviews.
hint. reviews. hint. nudge. nudge.