Fourth chapter, I hope I finish before the math assessment.

Hell I hope I finish by tonight, which might be hard because I have religion tonight.

Oh well.

I still don't own One Piece...

-sob-

"Anything?" she asked.

The boy bit the corner of his lip as he strained his left eye to get a better look through the small telescope. "Just some raven-haired kid in the crow's nest looking at the stars. Probably the deck boy," he muttered. She nodded and looked back down at the large, circular rock she was on. They were amazed to actually find a suitable surface.

The boy closed his telescope and set it gently down on the grass. As soon as he turned to face the large, flat rock he grimaced. The lines of pink paint on the rock were cooked and wavy, and the small pictures were blobbed together from the paint dispersing. He figured his seven-year-old brother back home could do a better job, and he was half blind. He clutched his rough hands into fists trying to keep from screaming and ruining their cover.

"Kara! What the hell is THAT?!" he questioned, pointing a finger to the lines. She looked up innocently, pink splotches on her chin, hands, and as well as the brush she was holding. "The pentacle, duh Celia," she replied sweetly. He grimaced at his nickname and romped over. He bent over and lifted the bucket filled with water that was to be used to wash away the paint after the ritual was done.

Instead, he poured it over the messy lines and let the pink drip off the sides of the rocks. He snatched the brush from his sister's hand and handed her the bucket. "Refill it while I make a proper one," he grumbled. She stuck her tongue out and dissapeared down the hill with the bucket.

He sighed and removed his cloak, wondering how his sister managed to paint the symbols and not get her own cloak muddied with paint. He felt exposed in the cold air, especially in the tight black shirt he had. He rolled his shoulders back in a chill but dropped to his knees on the rock and smoothly ran the brush over the surface.

When the girl returned with a full bucket the boy had basically finished. She got a chill just looking at him. Tight black shirt and baggy black shorts in this weather? She scowled at her brother's vain attitude, he was always trying to show off. But his gruff features where ones of pride, she had to admit. It was hard not to feel safe in his hug.

Maybe her brother was kind of buff, but that's only because ever since he got cursed he's taken to swimming. She noted the small fins sprouting from the back of his calves in the coating of black scales. She hoped they wouldn't get bigger. She set the bucket down in the grass beside her and strained her eyes to look at the scales, yet refrained from getting closer.

He sat back up and wiped his brow. He looked over his shoulder, giving her a look at the side of his face encased with black scales. He saw her staring. He reached for his cloak and slipped it back on. She snapped out of her trance when he moved and blushed, slightly chagrinned. She daintily stepped on one side of the pentacle and pulled her hood down. "Last look?" she asked. She brought a finger to her cheek as he turned, grateful the only thing the curse did was change her hair and eye color to purple as well as giving her retractable claws. The claws were fun. She brought her hand down and resisted talking to her brother about the curse. He was touchy on the subject, and they both knew so.

He left his hood down and opened his telescope. "Zolo just took over the crow's nest, the other boy...whoah he just jumped," he commented. "Whatever, let's just hurry," she noted.

He closed the telescope and stood on the opposite side of the pentacle. He held up a tag and held it out, his sister doing the same. "Yochi," he started.

"Kaji." she replied.

"Kaze."

"Mizu."

"Raikou."

"Kumori."

"Let it be known!" he shouted, raising his tag higher. "For the height of Heavens and depths of Hell both to see the power of the Bachiatari Sekai at work! I, Kenji,"

"And I, Mizuki, will rain thy enchantment from both sides of the veil to set wrongs adverse! Bring thy souls of the chosen to escape the caves of their origin, and see a new light!"

She turned to the tag to face Kenji. "Zolo!"

He turned his tag. "Sanji!"

"See your new light!" they shouted in unison, and the ring began to glow purple. They felt like they were spinning, but retained focus. The compellment to look up at the cloud forming was strong, but they still kept their focus. He saw his sister shake, and grimaced. She never did pull an actual soul switch before.

There was a snap and the light dissapeared in a flash. Mizuki dropped to her knees as she watched her tag disinigrate in her hand. Kenji's doing the same. He jumped off the rock and looked through the telescope.

Mizuki regained composure and washed the paint away. She set her hood over her face and trotted over.

"They fell, it was a success."

I gotta go get ready for the test, sorry for shortness. Ta-ta!

R&R

-AGHD