Man, of all the fanfics in this section...well, I'm glad that there are an awful lot more, but seriously! Must you ALL WRITE YAOI STUFF?!

No offence. I used to think that Dave/Rush was a pretty well fitting pairing, but then, the first few yaoi fics that appeared here was HORRIGIBLE. Honest.

Anyway, this chapter is about the severe amount of bugs.

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Rush was, predictably, in a battle. This time, he had to save his sister from the beeping Gates of Hell. This might have been simpler if only that beeper of a beeping Hermeien hadn't summoned the Hynpons, or Hypnos, or whatever those ragdolls were. He swung his sword and it bounced off the arm of a Hypnos.

"Oh, shitting damn BEEPING BEEP of a BEEPER BEEPING BEEPEDEBEEPBEEP!" Rush swore violently, causing all his union mates to cringe as their ears shrivelled from the intense profanity. The Hypnos swung his arm across Rush's face, sending a ridiculously large amount of blood flying out of...nowhere... his entire body, at the look of it.

Blocter considered this for a moment, as he performed the Mighty Thunderclap III on the Hypnos. "You notice somethin', Rush?"

Rush parried a blow, and finished off one of them. "What?"

Blocter continued, as Emmy's Squad attacked. "Well, when we get attacked, a whole splat of blood falls out, but our clothes remained sparkly clean!"

"Hmm, I suppose you're right..."

After a while, David's Division was slaughtered by a spamming of Blue Blazes. As Dave fell, he did a backbend and ended up on the floor with his neck touching the floor 45 degrees to his thigh (he was on his knees AT THE SAME TIME). Rush looked on the ground. "That must hurt..."

At the next turn, the Gates of Hell used Pandemonium to bring Dave back.

As Dave rushed toward Rush, Rush parried a blow from another soldier of Dave's. "Did that back bend hurt you much when you got KOed?"

"Surprisingly, no!" Which was followed by Dave's blade slicing through Rush's neck, spewing out ridiculous amounts of blood, but Rush's clothes were perfectly clean.

As he collapsed into an illogical back bend, he turned to Blocter.

"I HATE this game."

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The Tale of Althum's two Sweethearts PART TWO: by Dave

When Rush had read David's personal records, he fell on his knees to the ground, letting the gentle tome fall from his limp fingers. He became very upset, and gave a deep sigh of many winds. After a moment of pain within him, he arose, and continued reading.

In the subsequent days, Rush became more of a gentleman. When ever he saw Emmy, he would smile, but strangely, he treated the Marquis himself with a certain coldness which chilled the monarch to his bones. If he hadn't known the true reason, he might have been slightly cross.

The Marquis felt rather upset that his friend had reacted so badly to his true feelings toward his comrade, Emmy, but understood. After all, Rush was still male, with his need for affection and love from the opposite gender. David Nassau tried his best not to be jealous of his friend everytime Emmy smiled back at Rush, but he had to remind himself that Rush was his friend, and Emmy's heart had been pledged to him already.

The Marquis turned and watched as Rush plucked a flower from the garden and hid it in his pocket. He sighed.

Love...the most painful and yet most wonderful thing ever.

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David Nassau placed down his pen and closed his diary. He watched as Rush walked over to Emmy, flower in hand. He sighed again.

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Yes, I'm still stuck at the Gates of Hell. My dad is actually quite the battle guy...he nearly helped me win...sigh.

Wish me luck, Ganbatte!!!

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