OMG this took forever, srys!!! Forgive me? Lol, prbly not but tried *shrugs'. (my keyboard is screwing up guys, lol, its hard :( ah, nvm, thats better :)

Hmm, and which choice did I choose? Well the only one that would keep things going interesting of course :P (been taking an AP writing course btw, so hopefully I've gotten better :P

Mai stood in the middle of the room. No matter how hard she tried her body and mind could not relax-a natural reaction of course when you're waiting for an omen of death, a death that may very well be your own. Sighing she sat on the chair and looked at the clock. It was three o'clock, which meant five more hours to go. This was going to be a long day, which meant she would have to yell at Naru tomorrow-either that or make up some story of how they had missed some rich guy talking about paying millions for a demon possession all because she was there and not authorized to agree to any decisions for him. Mai giggled maliciously at the thought.

*knock* *knock*

Mai jumped up at the sound, staring at the small slit she could see of the large main door from where she was. She stood up hurriedly, but however, was brought to a short stop of fear as the sound once again repeated itself.

*knock* *knock*

Mai stared at the door. Her mind raced with thoughts, so many that neither truly occupied her mind. It seemed an hour before the door opened. She stared at the edges of it, to see a human hand on the edge.

"Mai," a voice rang out across the hall, "Are you there?"

"Show yourself!" she yelled coarsely, amazed at herself and how much a person could change when plagued by fear. The door opened fully to reveal…

"John?!" You know you could have made things a little less suspicious, like calling or something!" She frowned at the priest.

At that John sighed, "You know, I was only here to bring you some lunch." He ended his sentence with a small smile. Mai stared in silence as he walked up and set the food on the table.

"But I'm not…" Her stomach growled loudly and she finished her sentence with head turned in a frustrated blush, "… hungry"

John chuckled, "Don't worry, monk made it not me, I'm just the messenger" his face, however grew suddenly stern, "eat it, Mai, you need a rest, plus, a job like this can take a lot out of you, and you're skinny enough already"

"Hey!" Mai yelled at him, "I'm not TOO skinny, thank you!"

Sitting down stubbornly she opened the bag which held her lunch. "Ooh!" she exclaimed quietly at the display before her. Monk had obviously had some cooking experience as before her laid a beautiful collaboration of rice, spiced shrimp, and vegetables, nicely overlaid with a desert of a few oniigiri, or rice balls, with a little message warning her of the octopus which lay inside. She picked up the small wooden chopsticks and was considering eating, however, not wanting to destroy the beautiful set up or the carved swan carrot on the side. She was disturbed, however, at the sound of the door closing. Looking up she wondered at John, and sighed at herself for failing to say goodbye.

Sadly she had also missed one other thing-the shadow which John had not had, and the cruel grin which smirk which lie upon his face.