Chapter VI: Black Soul of Despair

A/N I do not own any of the characters or concepts regarding Shin Megami Tensei, this is a fan work and is non-profit.

Kazuya, Yuji and Takeshi left the mall and battled their way through the streets. Night had begun to fade in and the darkness brought a new level of atmosphere to the city. Streetlights attempted to illuminate the shadows but only a few were still in working condition. Takeshi held his MP5 tightly in his hands and darted his eyes back and forth across the horizon line, he was eager to assert his strength against any demon that came after them. Kazuya put on his headphones and listened to the radio for any news about their situation. Unfortunately all he could hear was the DJ avoiding the subject like the plague, it was clear that he wanted to talk about the recent violence, but couldn't say anything specific. Kazuya was only listening to it passively but the DJ briefly mentioned something that gave him pause.

"Hey did you hear this? They arrested a psychotic murderer in Kichijoji yesterday. It makes me feel better to know that a lunatic like that is off the streets!" Kazuya clenched his fists and in a huff turned off the radio.

"What's wrong?" Yuji asked in genuine concern, noticing Kazuya's sudden poor attitude. Kazuya turned away and lowered his gaze to the ground.

"It's nothing, just turns out the radios as useless as I'd expect. And on that note we're here." The three looked over at Kazuya's house; it was a small, but practical building, it had a traditional design but with various modern features that were clearly added on. Kazuya took a deep breath and nodded his head.

"So this is the place, hey mind if we check Yuka's house afterwards? Her father might know where she is!" Yuji leaned his head back and thought about her again, he felt his mood lighten just by thinking about her. Kazuya didn't respond so Takeshi stepped in.

"Yeah, sure, whatever! Let's just get this over with! I've never been good at introducing myself to adults… or anyone for that matter." Takeshi gave Kazuya and Yuji a shove each and they both nodded their heads and entered Kazuya's home.

Judging just by the entrance alone it was clear that something wasn't right. Some of the furniture of heavily damaged and overturned, there was dirt all across the floor and other signs of forced entry and a struggle. Kazuya's eyes widened in horror and suddenly memories from the vision he had days ago returned. His mouth began to twitch and his hand clutched parts of his hair. He looked like he was having a panic attack, a sight that drew concern from both Yuji and Takeshi.

"This… doesn't look right. Hey Kazuya! Is your house usually like this? Dude?" Takeshi looked to Kazuya's shaken figure and hesitantly placed hand on his shoulder which was immediately taken off by Kazuya who did so without turning away. Takeshi realized how scared Kazuya was and decided to keep his distance.

"woof…" A creature from the boys right weakly exclaimed. Yuji and Takeshi turned around and their worlds suddenly became focused intensely on the injured creature at their feet. Pascal, Kazuya's loyal pet dog lay on the ground struggling for breath, bloody gnashes covered his body and his fur was dyed red and brown in dirt and blood. Yuji bent onto one knee.

"Hey there little guy! Awww, you poor thing, let me heal you up!" Yuji cooed at the dog while casting Dia on the canine's bloody form. Takeshi frowned and turned away from the image. He wasn't going to let such an abuse of an animal get by him.

"C'mon Kazuya, we're going!" Takeshi stormed towards the kitchen at the end of the hall, Kazuya wordlessly followed along his face still frozen in terror. Yuji finished healing Pascal and ran over to the other boys.

"Welcome home, Kazuya." Megami Akanaka greeted her son with a sickeningly sweet smile. Kazuya remained unflinching, his mouth wide open agape with his lower lip trembling. The other boys looked at each other in confusion. The signs of a struggle and the wounds inflicted on Pascal really didn't match. Takeshi and Yuji kept quiet studying the movements and demeanor of the seemingly gentle housewife.

"I'm always so worried about you. I'm glad you came home all right in one piece! I'm so happy! Please, come over to me…" She stepped backwards and opened her arms up awaiting a big hug from her dear son. She closed her eyes in anticipation for his embrace that never came. Kazuya's head was permanently downturned it seemed. His hair fell in front of his eyes placing a dark shadow over his face. The hairs on his arms stood up stood up in fear, sweat covered his face. His breathing grew heavier and heavier the longer the silence between his mother and him lasted.

"What's wrong? Come here! I love you, always! Come on! Hurry!" Megami pleaded to her son, waving her arms frantically in with exaggerated movements. Kazuya emitted a nervous chuckle at the sight but level of discomfort remained high with his hands shivering at his sides. Yuji shook his head and stepped towards the woman.

"I don't like this. Something's strange here." Yuji's questioning of the scenario brought Takeshi forward as well who cracked his neck and outstretched his arms.

"I second that thought. There's something fishy here… it doesn't smell right!" Takeshi vocal disapproval was met with agreement from Yuji who examined Megami closer to her growing feeling of hostility. Kazuya remained motionless his head downturned unwilling to look his mother in the eyes. A palatable sense of gloom had overtaken the already melancholic teen leaving him in a statue like state.

"M-mom…" Kazuya exhaled with tremendous effort for what amounted to a very delicate sound. Time seemed to stand still while the four stood in a diamond like shape. Kazuya and his mother on one end, and Yuji and Takeshi in the middle on her right and left respectively both scowling with suspicion at this woman for whom they in truth, had little reason to suspect, beyond a gut feeling that overwhelmed both of them.

Only the sound of a growing laughter broke the quiet lull.

"Damn… You kids are sharp." Megami's voice grew progressively less and less human as she spoke. Her voice soon became overtaken by that of some sort of demonic creature. Her body too began to change; her skin became an unhealthy pale white, followed by a bright yellow that looked irradiated beyond repair. Yuji and Takeshi backed out of the kitchen and stood on guard at the entrance as the creature's shape started to tear itself out of the skin of Megami Akanaka.

"…I'm sure you're all wondering, so I'll let you know that I've taken your mother." The demon admitted with a sadistic bellowing laugh.

"Had to get through that damn dog to get to her, but it was oh so worth it! I knew the moment I saw her face in that photo I needed to have her skin. But can you blame me? It's so wonderful to feel pretty, even if it's only on the outside." The demon, cloaked in shadows taunted the boys further even going as far as to hold the torn up skin of Megami in its hand, it even played with it and treated it like a rubber costume or doll.

Takeshi and Yuji were simply too disgusted for words at this complete and utter desecration of a human life. Both paralyzed with fear, hatred and bewilderment. Kazuya however was unfazed by the reveal. That was until he turned his head upwards and faced the demon, tears running down his eyes staining his eyes red. The demon looked at him as a curiosity; he had not expected such a reaction to arise, from the boy, especially when compared to how the others had responded.

"Aw what's with that face! Come on, there's no reason to be sad." The demon taunted Kazuya further, eagerly waiting for the moment the boy's resolve was broken.

"You'll see her soon enough… in my stomach! Until then, why don't you entertain me for a bit!" The demon roared in laughter once again and stomped its feet. Its body stepped out of the concealing darkness. The two boys in the back drew their weapons and prepared for battle while Kazuya stood in the center of it all still unmoving.

"I hope you taste as good as she did!" The demon cackled as it charged at Kazuya who in a single movement drew his sword countered the demon's strike. The demon fell backwards about a meter but then jumped onto a kitchen counter and snarled.

The demon was only about 3 ½ feet tall and had dark aqua skin that seemed to cloak into the dark room. His body was hunched over with a crop of long blond hair messily obscuring most of its face. Vacant red eyes followed Kazuya closely. However it's most noticeable feature was the long horn on his head that was covered in the blood and insides of Megami, it wore the stench of her death as a sort of prize.

"I don't know what that thing is. But like hell if it's getting away with this! AGI!" Takeshi yelled out as his right arm lunged a fireball at the demon. The demon was partially burned by the flames but was still far from death. Charging head first at Kazuya the demon gored into the boy's shoulder blade before being dropped to the ground by a kick to the chest. Yuji gripped his firearm and pulled the trigger unloading a bullet into the demon.

The demon shook its head and clasped its hands together. A red light coated its skin while it screeched.

"Raku-kaja!"

Kazuya wasted no time and slashed that the creature causing a minor laceration on the chest. Takeshi pulled his gun out and fired a shot while running to get behind the demon. Yuji nodded his head and joined Kazuya at the front with his katana swinging down at the demon. Without speaking the three coordinated a sort of strategy to try and pin the demon in place.

"Taru-dna!" The demon screeched out another incantation this time covering the boys in a red light that seemed to sap the strength from their bodies.

"Damnit!" Takeshi cursed as he fired off once again, failing to get a effective shot at the creature. Yuji attacked once again but found his strength failing him and his sword seemingly less and less effective. He tried to hold the demon's horn in check but was facing a losing fight.

"Argh!" Yuji relented and moved away from the body, sheathing his sword in the process. He knew that doing this meant that the only one who could move was Kazuya but he had no choice but to place his trust in the boy for now.

"You won't move." Kazuya uttered between breaths as he held the demon in one place with his sword with one hand, and with the other activated his armcomp and summoned Knocker to his side.

"Raku-kaja!" The demon laughed out as his skin was coated in a thicker red light. It seemed that despite being unable to move, it had decided to play a war of attrition, hoping to use enough magic to outlast the boys' strength.

"ZAN!" Yuji roared out with the gust of wind that slammed into the demon's body. The attack was followed by another gunshot from Takeshi who was starting to wonder if the demon's anatomy held any weaknesses.

"Taru-nda!" The piercing sound of that same spell entered the boy's ears once again. And once again the strength from their bodies started to leave them. Kazuya's sword fell from the demon's side and was dropped to back into it's sheathe while he caught his breath. The Knocker however noticed this and quickly ran in to take Kazuya's place, using whatever power he could to hold the demon foe in check.

"Dia!" Yuji cried as the wound on Kazuya's shoulder magically closed and healed itself. Taking advantage of the strength that had just returned to that arm he pulled out his blade once again and cut at the demon, followed by a strike from the Knocker and a shot from Takeshi.

Despite all of the blows the boys had thrown at the demon it seemed that it was not being harmed enough to slow it down. For what it lacked in strength it made up for with speed and endurance. And it was only growing tougher while the boys grew exhausted.

"Well what now?"

"Fuck if I can tell! Kaz! Any ideas?"

Kazuya shook his head but turned his head towards the Knocker who started bouncing up and down.

"I've got something I could try! Taku-kaja!" A green light flowed across the boys chipping away at the effects of the enemy demon's magic. The boys felt their joints relax and their muscles reinvigorate as the magic eased the heavy weight that was holding them down. The three exchanged looks of renewed vigor and continued prepared their assault.

The demon however only cackled on before repeating its own spell. Only this time the magic had layered them with a burden so heavy that they could barley even move, effectively damning their hopes of physical attacks.

"Taru-kaja! Taru-kaja!" The knocker exclaimed with all its might but the weight of the demon's magic was too great to be broken. Their chances of victory seemed slim, the demon broke free from their guards and lowered its head, pointed directly at Kazuya, who was on the ground too weak to evade. The Knocker tried to intervene but was kicked away into a wall by the demon.

"Kazuya…" Yuji whispered as he struggled to try and focus on what he could do. Weapons were worthless at this point it seemed, and magic was… wait magic? Yes that was right, he had use wind spells before and Takeshi had used fire. It was just that it seemed to occur only when they were in the right frame of mind to use it. He had trouble doing it consciously, but he had to try.

"Takeshi!"

"Yeah?"
"Burn that son of a bitch down!" The two exchanged nods and then in a single moment the two yelled out their spells.

"AGI!"

"ZAN!" The two spells hit the demon from opposite ends halfway on its course towards Kazuya. And the effects of both blasts of magic colliding with the demon caused its body to crack apart from the impact, collimating into an explosion of magical energy, and gore from the creatures insides.

"What…" Kazuya looked up in shock, his entire body coated in the remains of the demon and its victims. His eyes stared unblinkly at the carnage that surrounded him, flashbacks of his family life, the good and the bad replaying in his eyes. Even as the demon's magic faded and his remains evaporated, Kazuya was still bathed in his mother's flesh her half digested remains coated him in a variety of stomach acids, blood, and other fluids that once made up the most important woman in his life.

The other two boys helped him to his feet each one unable to even begin to understand the kind of trauma their companion had just experienced. Thoughts of their own families entered their minds as well, and they imagined how they might react if they were placed in his circumstances. Neither boy was able to give it much thought before they focused on something else.

Yuji placed a hand on Kazuya's shoulder; he stared at Kazuya's catatonic, unresponsive state and felt his heart sink in seeing Kazuya's puffy red eyes still pouring with tears. He slowly embraced Kazuya and patted his back from behind in an attempt to comfort him.

"Kazuya… I don't think there's anything I could say that could provide much comfort, but… try not to feel too bad." Yuji soothingly told Kazuya his grip on the boy tightening as he himself started to cry. Takeshi who was watching the two hold each other in a mix of unease and guilt, lashed out at the sound of Yuji's voice.

"Try not to feel too BAD! Damn, that was insensitive Yuji!" Takeshi lunged over at Yuji and shoved him away from Kazuya who simply remained in place. Yuji grit his teeth and was about to shout back at Takeshi when he was cut off by a hand in front of his lips.

"For god's sake man, his mother just got killed! I know you mean well, but don't try to console him. Just give him a moment to himself!" Takeshi then released his hand and stared to rummage through the ruined kitchen. Yuji opened his mouth to respond but then closed it after he considered Takeshi's viewpoint.

I guess you're more in tune with people's emotions than I thought Takeshi Yuji thought to himself, offering Takeshi a compliment he would never hear. The two went about scavenging for any food or items they could take with themselves while Kazuya remained frozen. That was until he assaulted by another resident of the Akanaka homestead.

"Bowwow! Bowwow! Bowwow!" Pascal, Kazuya's trusted canine friend jumped into his master's arms and started licking his face affectionately, as if wanting wipe clean the boy's troubles as well as his body. This action provoked a sound of child like laughter from Kazuya who started playing with the dog as if all his troubles were behind him.

"Awww, I'm sorry boy! I shouldn't have just ignored you like that! Tell you what you can come with me and the others on our journey. Would you like that boy?" Kazuya asked Pascal who gave an excited bark in return. He gave Pascal a big hug and started shaking off all of the gore that have coated him before.

"Hey guys! Can Pascal come with us? I bet he can protect us like he tried to protect mom!" Kazuya asked his companions with an enthusiasm that they just couldn't turn down. Both of them cracked a smile and nodded in agreement.

"Sure, a brave friend like him will be great asset on our journey." Yuji reasoned with confident thumps up. Takeshi pumped his fists in excitement and started shadow punching the air.

"Hell yeah! Demons beware! Pascal the dog is coming for you!" Takeshi shouted out as if daring the demons of the world to come for him at this very moment. Kazuya saw how hard the two of them were trying to cheer him up and suddenly he felt his eyes water with tears of gratitude and joy. He felt a sense of camaraderie with these two that he had told himself could never happen.

"Thanks guys." Kazuya told them both while they were busy discussing with each other about what to bring with them on their journey, how much could they carry, where to go etc. Kazuya saw that he wasn't getting through to either of them so he decided another tactic.

"Uh guys? I'm sure you've all noticed but we're all coated in all kinds of shit right now, so I'd suggest we go take a bath while we're here." Kazuya's suggestion had the desired effect and within seconds both Yuji & Takeshi were smelling themselves, and coming to the same realization.

"Y-yeah, good idea. Not to mention if we do see Yuka's father next, I want to make a good impression."

"Yuka? You mean the girl from the dreams? You know her Yuji?" Takeshi looked over at Yuji, subtly sizing him up as a man and potential romantic rival for the affections of any women they might come across. Yuji quickly shook his head and held his hands out open palmed.

"No, not that Yuka, it's a different girl I'm 100% sure." Yuji defended himself from Takeshi's inquisitive stare. Takeshi got uncomfortably close to Yuji, checking his facial expression and body language for any signs of deceit on his part.

"Alright, you're story checks out." Takeshi moved away from him and pulled out and lit a cigarette.

"So, about are we going to go together? Or are we going to take turns? Because if it's the former I should warn you, I don't take well to guys staring at my junk." Takeshi shot a glare at Kazuya & Yuji who met his subtle accusations with different reactions.

"Considering how long we have until either a, the military forces us to start rationing water use. B, our power & water either shut off by the military or by demons. Or c, we get attacked again. I'd suggest we have one together, pack up and find some shelter for tonight, I don't feel particularly safe here. Oh and before you ask, Pascal will guard us while we clean up alright?" Kazuya made his case clear to the others who responded more of less with compliance.

The three boys entered the Akanaka household's main bathroom and stripped down in what was a rather tense situation. Yuji sat behind Takeshi washing his back humming a song to himself pleasantly. He was able to handle the situation the most naturally due to his open and friendly nature. He also felt a very small ting of superiority when he compared the level of physical fitness he possessed in comparison to the others. The training his father had mandated for him had made him quite lean and his muscles toned for long lengths of physical activity. While he was not what many would consider a vain person. He did like to think that all the work he had put into bettering himself for others (especially Yuka.) had paid off.

Kazuya disrobed and stepped into the bathwater, his distant stare and indifferent disposition returning after his blights with catatonic terror and childlike playfulness. He did however find himself fixated on watching the blood of his mother wash from his body and down the lengths of his figure to the sinkhole where it left him never to be seen again. He stared into the water, replaying the memory of when that blood came over him earlier. Wondering if that was what it was like to be born, coming out from your mother's womb covered in her fluids.

Takeshi stared down at his waist glad that he couldn't see very well without his glasses. He hated bathing with other guys because whenever he did he always compared how they looked with himself. And as far as he was concerned, they always made him feel even more disgusting and ugly than he normally thought he was. Of course he could never let anyone know how insecure he was about that sort of thing. If Ozawa and his gang learned that he had a body image problem he'd never hear the end of their jokes. He took a blurry look at his scrawny arms slim waist. He wasn't fat, but he was simply featureless. As far as he was concerned he was as soft and lacking in definition as a toddler.

"Yuji I appreciate you doing this, but I swear if your hands go any longer than where you are right now, I might just have to call rape on you." Takeshi snapped at Yuji without turning his head even an inch. Yuji's hands froze in place and then quickly retreated from Takeshi's skin as if they were blazing hot. Wincing in surprise and sudden shyness Yuji backed away.

"W-what's your problem man? Why the hell would I even… just no! Get your mind out of the gutter!" Yuji shook his head trying to force certain rather yaoiesque scenes from his head. It wasn't that he had any interest in Takeshi in that way, it was simply a matter of what Yuka might think if she heard about it.

"Look I'm just making things clear alright? I don't swing that way, don't care if you do or anything. I just want to make sure my boundaries are respected." Takeshi explained turning to face Yuji who scooted away from him the moment their eyes met.

"I-I know, I-I get it. It's just y'know I-I never saw what we were doing in that sort of why before y'know? I mean I used to wash my instructors back all the time when we bathed after training? It was kind of fun and totally innocent I mean." Yuji stammered out an explanation all the while hiding his flustered face that was only know wondering if any of those moments in his past had been in any way sexual without his knowledge.

"I-I don't think he ever saw me like that… I mean… I-I-I never saw him like that! N-no way! He's like 20 years older than me, so he couldn't… unless… oh god what if he's a shota- no! No! NO! Stop it! Just calm down… think of Yuka, that's right dear sweet calming Yuka, sexy, pretty, bust- NO! Bad idea! Stop thinking of Yuka, now is definitely not the time…. Maybe later." Yuji's unintentionally external monologue was met with an awkward glare from Takeshi who decided to just keep to his own business. And a brief glance between introspective gazes into the water from Kazuya.

Pascal sat patiently outside the bathroom door the whole time forever vigilantly watching for any demons that may attack his master or his master's companions. His failure to abide by his master's orders earlier burdened heavy this loyal dog. But he was determined to prove his worth and fulfill the wishes of the master's late mother, who had pleaded for Pascal to keep Kazuya safe as she was eaten alive. Deep inside of Pascal grew a new sense of self, born of a fierce loyalty and dedication to justice for those who it cared for. This entity was not something of this world, but it was not of the demons either, rather it was a sort of fused entity that was unexplainable to either side of the equation. A type of being that could one day save the world.

The darkness had finally engulfed the city in it's entirely, the distances between lightposts were the only barrier from the pitch black world around them. All the while the three boys + dog left the Akanaka home each one carrying a backpack full of food and supplies. They, of course were only traveling a short distance to the house next door, but even a distance like that seemed scary to the three boys. Once they reached the front door of Kazuya's neighbour the boy in question took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. Yuji slowly jogged to his side while Takeshi turned away hoping not to be noticed.

"Hello? Oh if it isn't Kazuya!" Yuka's father opened the door and greeted the boys with a friendly smile. Yuka's father's occupation was made readily apparent by his full on doctor garb that he wore at just about all times, as well as his bushy black hair that hung around the back of his balding head like the bottom half of a hood. Kazuya nodded while Yuji gave a respectful bow (Takeshi paid no attention).

"Hi Mr. Takeuchi"- "Is Yuka home?" Kazuya began but Yuji finished. Mr. Takeuchi's smile faded slightly and slumped his shoulders.

"Actually, Yuka never came back from school. I was worried so I called the school but they hadn't heard anything. Have you boys seen my daughter?" Mr. Takeuchi pleaded with his eyes for any information from the trio who shook their heads. Mr. Takeuchi sighed and groaned in worry for his dear daughter.

"I see… Kazuya, if you have any idea where she might be, do you think you could look for her? I could really use your help. She said she was going to Shinjuku after school, but…" He trailed off into worried musing that were interrupted when Yuji grabbed his hand with a sudden strength behind them and gazed into the anxious father's eyes with tears of passion flowing freely.

"Sir, you may not know me yet, but your daughter is extremely important to me, and I will DEFINITLEY find her! You can be SURE OF THAT SIR!" Yuji shook the man's hands vigorously until the older figure shook himself free from the young man's grip. He gave a nervous smile and awkward chuckle to Yuji who had come across as some sort of crazed stalker rather than a loving boyfriend.

"I see… err… well… thank you young man. See… too… it….that…you…..do…..bye." The doctor closed the door only to reopen it again with a set of three first aid kits that he gave to everyone who visited his door (he was a quirky man to say the least.) The boys took the kits and packed up before leaving the block.

"So much for finding out about Yuka, where do you suppose we should head next?" Kazuya looked over to Yuji who was still preoccupied with thoughts of Yuka. Sighing he turned his head to Takeshi who shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. With a woe some sigh he swallowed his breath and began to articulate his plans.

"Alright, here's the plan, we need to get to Yuji's place where he had weapons and supplies aplenty. However due to the police blockades we can't leave this part of town. Now rather than try to fight the police like idiots I suggest we try to make use of that teleportation system that Steven talked about earlier. And if we use that card we found at my house, we just might be able to make it into the building that stores the device. If I remember correctly I think it's the same building we all saw in our dreams last time. It's just a matter of finding that building and fighting our way (if necessary) to the teleporter, alright?" Kazuya turned to Takeshi who was in the middle of lighting another cigarette.

"Huh? Yeah sounds good to me." Takeshi nonchalantly agreed.

"Yeah, lead the way boss." Yuji commented quickly before resuming his moping.

"Bowwow! Bowwow!" Pascal barked with gusto.

"Good to know my leadership skills are going unnoticed." Kazuya added with a sigh. As far as he was concerned, in any group he was supposed to be one of the guys who stood quietly in the background, too self-absorbed to say anything or help out in anyway, which made him more perplexed as how he became the leader of a group of demon summoning/magical teenagers.

"Still, if I can save this world with the skills that I've acquired…. Then it will all be worth it…. Even what happened to mom..." Kazuya spoke to himself while he fished out his headphones and plugged them into his armcomp. This was after all going to be a long journey.

END OF CHAPTER VI

A/N: Okay there's absolutely no excuse for leaving this fanfic alone for this long. So all I will say is that I'm very, very, very sorry for not updating and assuming that I get at least a few new reviews for this chapter (your praise… or at least acknowledgement is what keeps me fulfilled). I will keep going.

Once again this fight was heavily based on my own battle in game which was difficult to make interesting (seriously, how many buff, de-buffs was he going to use?) And the emotional intensity of this chapter was tough to articulate. I hope readers will be able to grasp the kind of emotional trauma that Kazuya was undergoing without it seeming too over reactionary. Even if it was a little I suppose that's okay. For some reason writing this chapter I was reminded of Highschool of the Dead (if you haven't seen it… don't bother, it's just okay… unless you lots of shameless T & A and a ton of gore).

The bath scene was something of an omage/"tribute" to all of the absurdly unnecessary group bath scenes that pepper too many anime these days. Only this time it's with GUYS! Instead of sexy schoolgirls (for a change). I wanted to go into further more explicit detail but didn't want to turn off too many readers. In any rate if it came across as a tad homoerotic…. That was intentional and purely for laughs/titillation/take your pick.

Takeshi: Drake…. Dude…. We need to have a talk.

Kazuya: Yeah this is getting out of hand.

Drake: What? What's the problem?

Takeshi: Seriously? A group bath scene? With molestation and gay jokes? Really? Was that what this game was missing?

Kazuya: And the gore? Was it really necessary to describe it like that? What is wrong with you?

Yuji: Oh cut him some slack! He's probably just trying to justify that "M" rating.

Kazuya: And that makes it okay why…..?

Yuji: Actually…. Good point! Seriously Drake! What kind of sick fuck are you?

Drake: …sorry everyone.