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Author's note: I still can't believe the cathedral is gone! I'm referring to the rock formation…rock formation…do those words even go together?

If you don't know what do I mean, google "la catedral paracas"

It was so pretty…

I feel terrible about the people who died…my uncle was there a week ago, the hotel where he stayed, the church he and little cousin visited, the Italian restaurant, everything is gone

It's amazing how life can change so abruptly…

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Laustic::agrees::

Disclaimer: YnM isn't mine…if it was I wouldn't have problems with OOCness

((oh by the way: " " dialogue, ' ' thought))


'What is happening to me?' Tsusuki stayed outside, staring at Hisoka's door, his hand over his cheek.

'What is happening to me?' Hisoka peered at his partner from behind the safety of a gap between his closed curtains.

'What is happening to me?' back at the office, Ren hid his head in his folded arms.


Chapter three: Forlorn

"Do you think he's dead?"

"He's aslee-"

"REENNNNN" Tsusuki shook violently the man who was sleeping over the desk

"UGH? WHAT?" Ren jumped from his chair

Hisoka softly hit Tsusuki "I told you he was asleep"

Tsusuki laughed nervously, Ren just stared at him, dislike obvious in his eyes.


"What are we doing here again?"

"If you didn't pay attention during the meeting, we're on a mission"

"A meeshun?"

"Yeah…someone thinks it is funny to murder random people"

"And so?"

Ren snatched the case file from Hisoka's hands and thrust it into Tsusuki's. "Read it for yourself"

The black haired man was oblivious to the teen's anger

"The…eer…soh..ools…ne…vuhr…appeared in…Meifu"

"That still doesn't explain your anger"

"That's none of your business" with that, Ren turned around and left to their room.

"That still doesn't explain why we are staying in such a luxurious hotel"

"The victims worked here so…Tatsumi got us a reservation here"

Tsusuki looked around…twasn't that bad…he could get used to it


"Eh…guys?"

Ren's partners/babysitters looked behind them to find a heavily blushing Ren

"Eh…I'm sorry…for what I said earlier today"

"Don't worry…it's okay"

"You know? I was asking a waitress at the bar about these murders…just to see if she knew anything and…there was this creepy guy who kept on saying that those were the fruit of dark magic and some sort of curse and I was wondering if those are real methods to steal a soul because this guy was really creepy but I think that he might know more and I think that we should go interview him and-"

"What was 'this guy''s name?"

"Eh…it was a funny name…it rhymed with acid…acid…eh…muriatic acid! Yupyup" Ren nodded his head quickly

The partners/babysitters exchanged looks.


It took them quite a while to explain the whole story about 'this guy' to Ren

They had chosen a safe place for storytelling, just in case

A safe place being the room they were staying in, Ralphie making sure there was no one outside with the help of the keyhole.

After storytelling and eating (duh) and making some research on the hotel due to Hisoka's insistence, they decided it was time 'to go to beddies'

The only problem about 'going to beddies' was that it wasn't 'beddies' but 'beddie'

Apparently, Tatsumi believed that a luxurious hotel made up for the lack of individual beds…greedy person

"Uhs…I'll take the couch…g'night!" Ren put his bags over said piece of furniture and left to the bathroom.

"You take the bed…I can sleep on the floor" Tsusuki offered

"You take it"

"You take it"

"You take it"

"You take it"

Ren had brushed his teeth, taken a quick bath, clothed himself, and emerged from the tub drying his hair, and the pair hadn't stopped the polite argument about who should take the bed.

Ren sighed, rolled his eyes, stretched himself, muttered a few encouragement words for himself and ran in his partners' direction, passing just between them and jumping onto the bed.

"I'll take it then"

The shinigami stared at him

He wouldn't move

Dammit

"Er..i suppose you could then take the couch"

"I disagree, you take it"

Their argument was stopped by heavy snoring coming from the couch's direction.

"Ralphie!"

Ralphie growled

After deciding that recovering the couch from Ralphie was a lost cause, the shinigami settled down on the floor, having stolen a few blankets from the stick figure.


Two hours after the epic battle with Ralphie about the possession of the couch, Tsusuki wondered how on earth Hisoka could sleep under the window and on such a cold floor. He himself was shivering so badly…

Curiosity got the best of him and he slowly walked to the other end of the room

That's when he noticed that his partner was shivering as well

The elder shinigami smiled to himself as he wrapped arm around his partner's shoulders

The sleeping teen just leaned into the embrace

He would get so scolded the next day…oh so scolded…but it was worth it


uuuggghh

I just can't write a decent angsty chapter!

::headdesk::

I'll try to write the chapter I need to write the next time so I can already move onnnnn

I've been like…stuck here for so long

And I wanna introduce mary sue dammit!

The next chapter should explain why am I writing these 'weird' chapters

I tend to be a bit more descriptive…you know?

You could try to guess the chapter's name

-vivi