Chapter Eleven

One mischievous little woodpecker

Another day, pecking your holes

-Sorae Igarashi

Habibah

It was very faint, like the hum of an electrical cord in the wall. And she heard it in complete silence. It was this tune, or rather that's what it was at first. The sound started off as a soft tune, and then words began to form. But the sound was so faint, she could only hear a part of it, but the parts she did hear, she mouthed with her lips.

'One mischievous little woodpecker

Another day, pecking your holes' she wondered what the song meant and pondered over it while lying in bed. Once again she fell unconscious during a Carnival Corpse and remembers nothing other than random flashes of light and blood. She sighed, why couldn't she remember. And it had always been that way, even with the sadist. She only had one clue; it happened when she bled. Every single time, even if it were only a drop, whenever she bled she passed out. Maybe she was a sleepwalker. Maybe she was just being delusional.

"You awake yet?" Senji's voice was extremely soft, as if he spoke any louder the room would fall apart. Startled, Habibah turned to his direction, he was walking out of her bathroom with a towel over his neck and a long jacket slung over his shoulder. She gave him a why-are-you-here- look.

"To protect you" he strode over to her bed, sitting next to her. He was wet.

"I, uh, took a shower in your bathroom…Cause I didn't wanna leave you alone…" he was blushing. Habibah sat up, giving him an urging look to continue his reasoning.

"Well, I was up early and couldn't sleep so decided to walk around. And I saw an Undertaker walk out of your room. He didn't hurt you or anything…?" Habibah held up her left hand for 'No'. She had no idea some guy was in her room. Senji patted her back,

"So I, uh, I thought I'd stay…here until you at least woke up" Did this guy like her? He was still blushing and he had turned his head away to try and hide his blush. Habibah leaned onto his strong wet arm, and stared up at him. He looked at her, and she mouthed 'thank you'.

Senji Kiyomasa

When she leaned on his arm he felt like his face was going to melt. He looked down at her, and she quickly mouthed the words 'thank you'. Her eyes were so deep and tempting. Her lips were slightly opened, revealing a little of her white teeth. Her thick black hair was completely out of her face, showing all of her celestial facial features. Her soft skin was rubbing against his arm.

And he couldn't stop himself. He swiftly leant over and kissed her. She made a surprised squeak, and he immediately pulled himself away. Her eyes were wide in shock, and her lips were still parted from the kiss. Dammit! Why the hell did he do that! He could only blame his lack of self-control.

He looked away from her. What the fuck was he thinking getting involved with this girl? Why the hell was he being so soft? He wasn't soft with any other women. Hell, not too long ago he had his Crow Claw pressed against the psychotic doctor's neck.

What was so different about Habibah. Senji felt a light pat on his bare arm, and with reluctance stared down at the fragile creature again. She was smiling, and it was no ordinary smile. The smile was a beautiful odd, so inhuman, so angelic. She was doing it again, making him feel all tingly and making the stuck soldier in his pants solute.

He wanted her.

"Wanna watch me work out!" he blurted out anything to take away this too sexually arousing situation. Her smile shifted to a simple grin, and she nodded.

Tsunenaga Tamaki

Tamaki was in his private office, playing with a train set he'd just bought. He thought of Kurokami and Habibah, trying to decipher their separate personalities and when it would be best to tame the beast. KuroKami was the Queen, the Cleopatra. She was ruthless, and no matter how well acquainted she was with anyone, if they tried to harm Habibah, she'd kill them in a heartbeat. And he had learned that the hard way. She was dominating, nothing, not even the Undertakers, could get in her way. Habibah, however, was the shy and timid one. She was not a fool though, and she still held a sense of superiority. But she was not like a Queen.

"All aboard!" he said, gathering sharp-toothed ducks and placing them inside the box-like cargo behind the actual train. If he wanted to have control over KuroKami, he'd have to become friendly with Habibah, and never again try to kiss her unless the Queen herself allowed it. He giggled to himself, he still remembered the sexy deadly look that had him on his knees.

Yo

It was like watching the most grotesque horror movie. He stared, practically pissing in his pants, at the girl standing on top of the security tower that had exploded. There were still minced pieces of human flesh falling from the sky, and blood was sprinkling everywhere. Shiro, held a half of a head by its upper teeth, everything below was gone. Yo quickly opened the gate that would lead him into G-block. He definitely meant to use Shiro as bait and a distraction, and he figured when she got caught they'd bring her back to the regular prisons as before. But he didn't know she was a monster. He knew that if he ever ran into Ganta again, he'd have to warn him of that thing.