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The guy who said rainbow souls are lame. You're lame too. -Em. :D

Chapter Three

"Momma?" I asked, lifting my head up. Her hand didn't respond when I squeezed it. "M-Momma?" I glanced at the heart monitor and gasped.

It was turned off.

"MOMMA!" I screamed, tears streamed down my face. When nothing happened, I slammed my hands on the little side table. "DAMNIT! NO!"

Finally, a doctor flew in. I had collapsed to the floor, the evil of the world too much for me. He looked around and quickly evaluated the situation. He tried to hug me, but I pushed him away.

"Momma," I whispered in a small voice. "Don't leave me like Papa did."

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By this time, I was ten years old. My mother died when I was seven. I lived on the streets, working about three hours a day in a ramen shop for food. Well, worked. I was currently running from the ramen shop owner because I stole his lunch.

"Get your ass back here, you little rat!" he bellowed. I glanced behind me and ran into an alley. When he sprinted past, I breathed out in relief. I closed my eyes and leaned against the wall.

Hands grabbed my throat.

My eyes snapped open and I stared at a girl who was about my age. She had black hair that was caught in a loose ponytail. She had bangs covering her forehead, and longer on the sides. Her eyes were pinkish-red.

I stared at her boredly.

"If you let me go, you can have half of my food." I held up the ramen owner's lunch sack. Her eyes went wide and she stole the bag from my hands. She let me go and went to the corner of the alley.

I raised an eyebrow and walked towards her.

I asked, "What's your name?" She stared at me for a moment.

"Kira."

I sat down next to her and she glared.

"Oi, I said half of it. Not all."

She slowly gave me the rest of the food in the sack.

An apple, some crunchy noodles, and pathetically made oniguri.

I munched on some of it.

"What's your name?"

"Luci." I replied calmly. She was just staring at me.

"You wanna hang out?"

"What do you mean?"

"You need somebody to rely on when you live on the streets. I want you to be my somebody."

I stared at her. Slowly, I nodded.

"Alright." I put out my pinky finger. "Shake on it."

She hooked her pinky into mine.

And that was that.

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"Come on, Luci!" Kira said cheerfully. I moaned.

"It's too early…"

"But that guy might be on our tail!"

I shot straight up, causing a headache. I ignored it and got off the couch. "Where are we at?"

She shrugged. "I don't know. Some abandoned hotel." I nodded.

"Alright."

I calmed down a bit and wiped the sweat off of my forehead. That nightmare sucked. I shrugged it off and opened the door of our room, leading it into the hallway.

"Hello," a guy with black hair that had three white stripes in it had his arms crossed. I slammed the door in his face and yelled,

"KIRA, GET YOUR ASS IN THAT PISTOL!"

Startled, my weapon transformed and landed in my hand. I heard the door hinges rip off the doorway. I ripped the window open and hopped out, sprinting for the nearest alleyway.

"Dammit dammit dammit!" I shouted.

"Luci?" Kira asked me, worriedly. "What up?"

"That kid from last night was right behind our fucking door!"

"…Oh."

Hearing the fast paced footsteps after us, I took a glance. The meister I had tried to kill from last night was right there, catching up. He had his two pistols carried by his pinkies with him. I sent him a glare.

"Fuck off!" I looked in front of me again, and saw an upcoming wall. It was rather high, but I think I could jump it.

"Looks like you're going to have to stop here. It's a dead end."

I sped up, hopped up on the wall that was making the alley, and launched myself over the dead end.

"Damn it," I heard a mutter behind me. I smirked to myself. I landed on the other side and said quietly to Kira,

"You wanna spy on them?" She changed back into her human form and nodded excitedly. "Soul Protect."

We climbed back up on the wall and watched as his pistols turned into two girls. They were both blonds. One was smaller than the other, but had bigger boobs. She had a happy smile on her face. The elder looking girl glanced around distastefully.

"Dammit." The striped-haired boy said. I'm just going to call him Stripes. I'll call the little girl Younger, and the older girl Oldie. "We're gonna have to talk to Father." Stripes did this weird hand thing and suddenly a skull shaped pattern surrounded him on the ground. I gasped slightly.

"Shit…Kira…" She looked at me expectantly. "Stripes here is a shinigami."