A/N: Here is chapter two. Hope you guys like it.

Disclaimer: Black Cat isn't mine in any form or fashion.

Chapter 2

A Slumber Party

Monday

Train Heartnet awoke in a foul mood as the clock chimed. After a moment of grumbling, he sat up in bed and stretched while taking a glance at the clock. It was exactly twelve o'clock noon. He then opened the blinds of the window that was right next to his bed. The sun was shinning brightly again, but there were a few snow flakes falling.

"It's been a while since I've slept for so long," Train thought as he stumbled out of bed and into the bathroom. He reached for his toothbrush that laid on the counter and brought out the toothpaste from the cabinet as he looked at himself in the mirror. All in all, he was a total mess.

"Oh, well," he thought as he squirted paste out of the tube and onto the brush. He began brushing. "I've looked worse."

After brushing his teeth, showering, and combing his unruly hair, Train threw on a white T-shirt, a blue jacket with meat patties on it, and black jeans. Once all that was done, he threw himself onto the couch in the living room and flicked on the television. Of course, he made sure to grab milk out of the fridge first.

He drank his milk contently as a talk show was heard in the background. All was at peace in the small house.

It wasn't five minutes later that Train started grumbling again.

"I'M BORED!"

This is the second time that this has happened now. At this point, only time will tell what the consequence will be today.

"What am I going to do?" Train asked himself as he let out a sigh. "I need something to do!"

It was then that the Black Cat's stomach growled. Train smiled to himself. A brilliant idea manifested itself within his devious mind.

"I'll cook!"

Unfortunately, when he got to the refrigerator, he found there was nothing but milk in it. He checked the cabinets next, but there was nothing in there either. Apparently, Train had no food in the house at all.

"How could I have not noticed this!"


At the supermarket

The growls of Train's stomach echoed throughout the store as he paced through the aisles. He wasn't sure of when he would return to the supermarket, so he put everything he could think of into his cart. Cookies, chips, ice cream, milk (of course), bacon, eggs, hot dogs, cheese, butter, apples, bananas, grapes, lettuce, tomatoes, potatoes, bread, onions, those little strawberry shortcakes, (which are delicious), water, apple juice, grape juice, popcorn, candy, steak, chicken, beef, whip cream, chocolate sauce…

You know, it's easier to say that he pretty much put everything the store had to offer in his cart.

However, it was during this visit to the store that the second consequence for boredom came about.

"Train? Is that you?"

Train turned around in surprise as he saw Sven Vollified standing behind him with his own basket. It didn't have nearly as much food as Train had, but it was still a hefty amount.

"Hey Sven, how are you?" Train asked as a grin worked its way onto his face.

"Pretty good, except the fact that Eve is forcing me to help her throw a slumber party," Sven replied.

Train laughed. "That's got to be rough man."

"Yeah," Sven confirmed with a nod while staring at Train's basket. "How much food are you buying?"

Train's stomach growled again. "As much as my stomach can hold."

Sven narrowed his gaze, but he also thought of a malicious idea that would help him get out of trouble with Eve.

"Say, Train," Sven began as he smirked. "How would you like to help me with the party tonight?"

Train thought it over for a moment and rationalized that after he finished eating all the food he wouldn't have anything to do.

"Doesn't sound too bad to me," Train said after a moment. "I'd love to help."


That night

"Truth or Dare cutie?"

"I'm going to kill Sven for leaving me here with these brats," Train thought as he silently groaned. "He should have told me that he was going to go on a Sweeper mission and leave me here to deal with this."

Sven was obviously a lot smarter than Train.

"Come on," a red-headed girl ordered. "Truth or Dare?"

"Truth," Train muttered irritably. He knew the girl next to him made others in the room perform horribly embarrassing dares. It was a wise choice to pick truth in that situation.

Or so he thought.

"Okay, why do you have that tattoo on your chest?"

The truth was that the tattoo signified that Train was a number thirteen of the Chronos numbers, which was an assassination group, but he couldn't tell a little girl that. So, he was going to have to lie.

Unfortunately, Train didn't have a good lie to tell. Truth be told, Train was a horrible liar. Sure, there was a time when he could lie easily, but since walking on the path of the straight and narrow…well lets just say that lying didn't come easily anymore and those who actually believed his no good lies were just air-headed.

This brings us back to the thought that Train had only seconds earlier.

"I'm going to kill Sven for this!"

"Well, cutie?" the red-head asked.

"What do I do?" Train wondered to himself. "I can't tell her that I got this when I became an assassin. Wait, I could say that I got it when I became a secret spy…no, then someone will ask how I became a spy. I need something that won't invoke curiosity. I need a good wholesome lie. Gah, there's nothing wholesome about a lie. Lies are bad, they are really, really bad."

Eventually, Train thought of something that would suffice.

"I believe I got this when a friend dared me to get it," Train stated somewhat easily. "Still, that was a long time ago, I'm not sure if I remember it right."

"Okay," the red-headed girl replied as she spun the bottle on the floor. "Your turn Eve."

"Eve!"

Now Train was really in a bind. Eve knew that he had just lied and that girl loved to complicate his life. After all, Eve saw Train as an older brother and little sisters love to mess with their older brothers. It was the classic case of sibling rivalry. Sure, Eve was nanotechnology, but she was nanotechnology with crazy girl emotions and since the days they used to sweep together…she'd really started to liven up.

At that moment, Eve was smiling vindictively. In this situation, there was no way Train could win. He could say truth, in which Eve would ask him why he just made up a story about how he'd gotten the tattoo instead of telling the truth.

Now, Eve knows that Train doesn't like it for people to know about his past, but…again…she likes to push his buttons and realized that he'd probably lie again.

Of course, Eve also realized that he probably wouldn't pick truth just because he already knew what she'd ask. She would have a perfectly embarrassing dare for him to perform.

In either case, Train has to pay the price for being bored in the first place. Again.

"Truth or Dare Train?" Eve asked.

Train contemplated for a long moment before answering. He figured that he could handle a little embarrassment. He'd suffered worse.

"Dare."

Eve's smile widened as she and the other girls snickered.

"I've got a bad feeling about this," Train thought as Eve's expression turned thoughtful.

"I dare you to apologize to Kyoko for standing her up yesterday," Eve announced. Train's jaw dropped to the floor.

"How…how did you know about that?" he asked.

Eve sighed. "You do realize that me and Kyoko go to the same school right?"

Train's eyes widened in horror. "But…school is out for Christmas break."

Eve lifted up her cell phone. "She called me ten times yesterday and told me to ask you why you stood her up."

"How could you do that!" the red-headed girl exclaimed. "That's so mean!"

The other girls nodded their heads in agreement as they muttered about how men are hopeless.

"Anyway," Eve continued, "you have to go to Kyoko's apartment right now and tell her you're sorry."

"But she…"

"You have to," Eve cut in. "I already texted her and told her that you are on your way. Also, I think you should know that she's really angry at you."

Train had already figured that out and felt bad about it. He liked Kyoko, but that girl scared him to death. She could breath fire out of her mouth after all. Getting her mad was like angering a dragon. She was going to burn him to a crisp.

Eve tossed him his jacket. "Go, right now."

"I can't just leave," Train replied as he stood. "Sven will…"

"We'll be fine," Eve interrupted while getting up herself. She began to push him out of the front door. "Don't come back until the two of you have made up."

"Eve!"

Before he could protest further, Eve kicked him out and locked the doors to the house. The ex-assassin tried to get back in, but the door was bolted shut. He could have knocked it down, but knew he'd have a bill to pay and some explaining to do once Sven got back.

"I guess I better apologize to Kyoko before Sven gets back, but I don't even know where Kyoko's apartment."

Train's cell-phone suddenly rang from within his pocket. He pulled it out and saw that he had a text from Kyoko. They were the directions to her place.

"How did she…" another text interrupted his muttering. Apparently, Eve had given her the number. Figures that she would.

Train finally started walking in the direction of Kyoko's apartment. Her fury was going to be worse than anything Sven could possibly throw at him.


Within the house

"Nice Eve!"

"Now we can invite the boys over!"

"And with no supervision!"

Eve smiled in silent contentment.


Thirty minutes later outside of Kyoko's apartment door

Train hesitated to knock on the door in front of him. He deserved the fate that was about to be cast on him, but he still didn't want to accept it. He wanted a way out of the nightmare he was about to walk into.

It wasn't that Kyoko wasn't a nice girl. He really liked her and got along with her well. In some ways they were similar too. They'd both lost their parents when they were young and they covered their sadness with smiles. Of course, Train believed that Kyoko was genuinely happy all the time when in reality that wasn't the case.

On the other hand, while Train liked her he didn't like that she was so aggressive. It was clear to him that Kyoko really liked him too, but beyond that he was pretty sure there wasn't anything else.

Still, it was selfish of him to just ditch her, especially when it was the holiday season. He should of just been honest with her.

After a long pause, the Black Cat finally knocked on the door. Seconds later, it opened revealing a sullen Kyoko. She wore a black jacket over a red t-shirt and jeans. Train suddenly felt a lump in his throat as the girl gestured for him to enter.

The place was small and tidy with few pieces of furniture in the living room. There was a table in the kitchen that had a vase of roses in the middle, but the décor ended there. Most everything else was white and the appliances were in stainless steel. There was no warmth within the place. The setting reflected coldness and sadness. To Train, it didn't make sense. Kyoko's personality and the place she lived in didn't match.

Of course, on further inspection, he realized that this place did reflect her personality. She was just like him when he had just stopped being an assassin. She was hurting on the inside, but she was pretending to be someone else on the outside because outside of what she was…she doesn't know who to be.

"Kyoko…"

"Are you surprised?" Kyoko cut in. She smiled, but it was clear that there was still sadness in her eyes. "This place isn't what you'd expect is it?"

Train sighed, realizing he'd really been an idiot the day before. "Listen…"

"I scare you, don't I?"

Train didn't want to answer, but as Kyoko gazed at him he decided to just be honest with her.

"It's just that you're so aggressive," Train said finally. "I really like you Kyoko, but sometimes your eagerness can be a bit overbearing. I'm sorry about yesterday though, I should have just been honest with you.

Kyoko nodded and then sat down at the kitchen table. Her gaze was focused on the roses within the iridescent vase.

"I am overaggressive," Kyoko admitted after a moment. "However, that's because…I just don't want to lose anyone else. I just wanted to show that I cared."

"I understand," Train replied. "And I was a really big jerk yesterday…"

"No, I get it now," Kyoko interrupted again. "I'm the reason why I lose everything. Just like when my parents died. It was my fault. They wouldn't have died if they hadn't been protecting me."

Train gasped in surprise as he watched tears flow from the schoolgirl's eyes. He didn't know what to say, but for the first time he understood her pain and sorrow. It was the sorrow he faced everyday.

"I'm just a mess!" Kyoko wailed. "I cause bad things to happen."

Train finally took the seat next to hers and hugged her. "That's not true Kyoko. You don't cause bad things to happen. You're an awesome person. Your sweet, funny, pretty, and you make great cookies and…"

Kyoko stopped crying for a moment as the interrupted him. "You really think I'm pretty?"

Train blushed for a second upon realizing he'd actually said that out loud. He also wondered if the waterworks had been a ploy to get him to say that, but he didn't voice it.

"Yeah, I always thought you were pretty."

He looked down at her and found that there were still tears in her eyes. As he looked down, Kyoko began to stare up into his golden eyes. She wasn't sure why she loved looking at them so much, but she continued to stare.

Likewise, Train stared down into Kyoko's brown eyes. He could see the pain in them, but there was something deeper in them as well. The poor guy wasn't sure what to think in the moment. In fact, he didn't think at all as he slowly closed the distance between them. His lips pressed to hers just as he closed his eyes.

Kyoko's face flushed as she felt Train's lips touch hers. She wasn't sure what to do, which is surprising due to the fact that she'd tried to drag him off to a hotel room the day before.

Still, after a moment she closed her eyes and returned his kiss. Neither of them were sure of what was happening, but they went with it.

Once the blissful moment was over, Train and Kyoko pulled away from each other. Both of them blushed until they were both as red as a tomato.

"What just happened?" Train asked.

Kyoko blinked a couple of times. "I think you just kissed me."

The two of them blushed even more and then noticed that they were still embracing. Upon that realization the two of them let go of each other.

"I'm guessing that's my cue to leave," Train stated as he started to get up.

"Yeah, I guess it is," Kyoko replied, still astonished by what had just happened. "Oh, but wait a minute."

"Yes."

Kyoko slowly got up from the table. "You do realize that no one stands me up and gets away with it right?"

Train's face paled significantly as he realized what she was saying. He tried to make a break for the door, but Kyoko was faster. She blocked him from it. He would have tried to pry her away from the door, but she'd already conjured up the fire.

"WAIT! KYOKO! YOU'LL BURN THIS PLACE DOWN!"

Kyoko didn't seem to care and after finishing up her fire ball she blew it out of her mouth.

"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!


At the slumber party

"PARTY LIKE A ROCK STAR!"

Eve sighed to herself after sipping at the Dr. Pepper in her hands. This wasn't what she'd had in mind when she invited the boys over.

The living room was a total mess and plenty of things had been broken around the house thanks to the horseplay going on. Some of the other girls were conversing with the boys, but Eve was somewhat alone. Plenty of the boys had come up to her first, but she'd sent them away. Poor Eve was not amused by the party at all. Of course, she made no effort to force anyone to leave either. She'd taken after Train in the lazy department.

Over the years, Eve had livened up, but she still had the tendency to have a nonchalant attitude.

"How boring," she mused while taking another sip at her drink. She sat it down and got in a more comfortable position on the couch. She picked up a Seventeen magazine from off the floor and started reading.

"Eve?"

She didn't bother to look up since she recognized the voice. It was Leon.

"Hey Leon," Eve said as she flipped a page. She spotted a list on what kinds of guys girls prefer to date. On the top of that list was the ever prevalent bad-boy type. No surprise there. Some girls really need to get a grip. Eve flipped the page, uninterested in reading the list further.

"Are you enjoying the party?"

"He's still here?" Eve wondered as she flipped the page again. It was a page on dieting. A total bore as far as Eve was concerned. Besides, she liked eating and she liked it a lot. Whoever came up with dieting was just crazy.

Eve noticed that Leon was sitting next to her now. He didn't try to talk to her anymore and instead flicked on the TV. He flipped through the channels until he got to the news.

And guess who's on the news?

"We're here live at the Everdean Apartments and at this moment there is a man dangling from the edge of an apartment window that's on the fifth floor. It was believed that this was a suicide attempt gone wrong, but that was when the fire was noticed by the locals who were outside. Apparently, the person was just trying to escape the horrible fire, but that was when we heard him shouting that there was a woman inside. Officials say that the resident that lives in the apartment is a student named Kyoko. Her last name is unknown to us at this time. From the shouts that are coming from the building, the woman set the place on fire in an attempt to kill the man that now dangles from the window. The fire department is on their way…"

Leon watched as the camera began to zoom onto the man that was dangling from the window. He gasped out in surprise.

"EVE!"

Eve's crimson eyes didn't shift away from the magazine for a second. She was reading a fashion article. "What is it Leon?"

"LOOK!"

Eve lowered her magazine and looked up at the screen. Train was holding onto the railing of the window in a desperate attempt to cling onto life. She blinked once and smiled before looking back at her magazine.

"Hello?" Leon asked in sudden fury. "Do you not see your friend dangling off a building!"

"I saw it," Eve replied, "but cats always land on their feet. He'll be just fine."

At that exact moment, Sven entered the house.

"Train, I'm…" he trailed off upon realizing that the house was in chaos.

"Eve, where is Train?" Sven asked as his jaw clenched. Eve merely pointed up to the screen. Sven turned and yelped in horror before running out the door again. Leon quickly followed him out the door, but Eve remained on the couch.

Seconds later, Sven reentered and began yelling at the other kids.

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!"

The shouting didn't phase the spoiled brats so he took out his gun and shot at the ceiling. Everyone cleared out in seconds.

Eve still sat on the couch however, fixated on the fashion article as Sven left again. He returned in two seconds flat.

"Eve, grab your coat and lets go!" Sven shouted angrily. "By the way, you're grounded until Christmas Eve."

Eve sighed and closed her magazine. She slowly grabbed her jacket from off the coat rack and finally left the house.

The house was now empty, but the sound of the TV still rang throughout the room.

"Oh no, it appears that the young man is losing his grip on the ledge! Now a car has pulled onto the scene. A young girl has stepped out. Wait a minute, I can't believe my eyes but…this girl has just made a trampoline appear out of nowhere. The young man has just lost his grip, but now he's about to land in the trampoline!


Train's eyes rolled into the back of his head after he landed onto the trampoline. All this excitement had just been too much for the lovable Black Cat.

Eve sighed in sudden boredom. "Just another day in our lives."


A/N: So, what did you guys think of that? Hopefully not too shabby. Hope you all enjoyed the second chapter. There's only five more to go. Please review.