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A/N: There is no author's note for this chapter.
Chapter 3
Cryco slowly opened his eyes to see a white ceiling above him, but that only lasted for a second before his sisters' head appeared above him.
"Cryco! You're awake!"
"Ugh...Why do I feel like I was hit with a bat?" A tall blonde appeared in the corner of his vision.
"That's funny, since from what I've heard you were never hit with a bat. Mousy, is there something you haven't told us?" Cryco focused on the blonde. He had a long ponytail, golden eyes, glasses, and a really, really long bang in front of his eyes.
"Krad I told you, his sister put a pill in his mouth because of his disease." Cryco sat up completely alarmed.
"Disease?! Mika, you told them?!" He looked at her in horror.
"Well I had to...since you gave me no choice but to give you your medicine right there in front of him."
"But what all did you tell him?"
"Um...."
"Everything?!"
"Yeah..."
"I can't believe this..." Dark stood up and approached Cryco.
"You should take it easy. After all, I highly doubt that you want to have an attack on purpose right?" Cryco looked at Dark and glared, making the thief back up. Sure whenever Krad glared he at least knew how far he could push Krad before he tried to kill him. But Cryco on the other hand...he had no idea what his tolerance level was.
"Why don't you get out of my face before I rip it off?" Dark smiled uneasily.
"No problem. Hey Krad why don't you get your son in here? I'm pretty sure he's around the same age as them. That way they won't feel awkward surrounded by adults."
"Good idea Mousy...if only Haru was here." Mika looked up.
"Haru?" Krad looked at her.
"Yes he's my son. You know him?"
"Yeah, we went to the same elementary school before our mother transfered us to a different school ten miles from here." Krad raised an eyebrow.
"Interesting....Haru never mentioned you two before."
"Well...it was back in kindergarten. So I doubt he remembers us." Cryco stood up.
"Mika lets go."
"Go? Go where?"
"Where? Where else do you think we can go?! We're going home before mom freaks!" Cryco grabbed Mika's hand and began to pull her.
"Cryco! You're being rude!" Looking at his sister, Cryco silenced her with a glare. Turning back around he ran right into Dark.
"Ow! Watch where you're going!" Dark raised both eyebrows at him.
"Watch where I'm going? If I'm looking at it correctly, then I do believe that you were the one coming towards me....so therefore you watch where you're going." Cryco opened his mouth and closed it like a fish. "Oh? Can't say anything can you?" Cryco glared at him before turning back to Mika.
"We're leaving....now." Mika slowly shook her head.
"No Cryco....I..I want to stay here." Cryco looked at her in horror.
"But mother is going to worry about us!"
"Oh yeah!? Well, she's going to be more worried about you when she finds out you had one of your little attacks!"
"Don't even bring that up right now!" Dark grabbed Cryco by the shoulders and forced him to sit down.
"I think you should let Mika decide this one right now." Cryco cried out in frustration before tackling Dark to the floor. Krad stood up quickly, almost knocking his chair to the ground. He easily grabbed Cryco off of Dark in seconds, and Dark slowly got to his feet.
"Listen here, I do not allow fighting in my house....no matter how much the person irritates you. There is no fighting. Do you understand me?" Cryco didn't answer, but he did look away slowly. Dark laughed a bit when Krad put Cryco back on the ground, who returned to his seat quietly.
"I just noticed something wierd about his eyes when he gets mad. He gets little purple streaks in them, but when he calms down his eyes go back to silver. Isn't that interesting?"
"And let me guess Dark...you only discovered that because he tackled you just now?" Dark crossed both his arms and looked away from Krad with a "hmph". "Yeah I thought so." Mika put her hand on Cryco's shoulder.
"Cryco?"
"What?"
"You're not angry with me are you?"
"..."
"You are aren't you?"
"No...I just want to get back home before Nikkita worries about me." Dark looked over at Cryco and raised an eyebrow.
"Who is Nikkita?" Cryco's glare returned and he frowned at Dark.
"None of your damn business purple mop!"
"You are a purple mop as well, since you also have purple hair." Cryco glare turned into a death glare and Dark looked away for a moment. "You're still not going to tell me?"
"Hell no."
"Please?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Pretty please with sugar on top??"
"Hell no." Mika sighed and looked at Dark.
"Nikkita is Cryco's girlfriend." Dark nodded, understanding now.
"Oh, I see now. You didn't want me to know the name of your girlfriend...jealous that she might like me better?"
"As if! She doesn't date old guys like you."
"Ah! I am not old!" Dark glared at him.
"You sure look old to me."
"How do I look old to you? Give me one example."
"You fly slow."
"How the hell does that connect with me being supposedly old?"
"Easy. When you get old, you get slower. There. Case-closed." Cryco turned away from Dark attempting to prove his point.
"Oh really? I haven't exactly seen your 'spectacular' flying skills. So therefore you have no right to even say that I'm old. End of discussion." Cryco flexed his wings and glared at Dark.
"Want to test to see who is faster...old man."
"You're worse than Krad...." Krad shot Dark an evil glare, before sighing.
"All right that's enough." Dark rolled his eyes at the blonde, before smirking at Cryco.
"My wingspan is a good 5 inches longer than yours." Cryco narrowed his eyes.
"Size doesn't matter." Krad sighed and turned to Mika looking sorry.
"Forgive me. Dark usually isn't this way with visitors."
''Oh it's ok! No need to apoligize!" Mika smiled at Krad, who nodded his head slowly and turned his attention back to Dark and Cryco, only to find them both missing.
Sorry it took so long for the update but if you guys have ANY suggestions for something please tell! I have the worst possible writers block right now for this fanfic. I would appreciate it greatly. Please review!!!!!!!!!!!!!