Heeeeey it's 13th chap! Do you know what that means? It only means that tomorrow i'll be eating chocolate while watching animes cause it's Valentine daaaaay~

Chapter 13 – Save Our Souls

"Oh, my God! They killed Squalo!"

"You bastards!"

The kids looked agape at the corpse of the silver head which was wriggling painfully on the floor. His face was red like a tomato and his eyes bloodshot.

"Did the queen kill him?" Chrome asked. She omitted to add: when we were having lunch, barely three meters away from him.

"Yes, I only see this possibility." Gokudera leaned down to scrutinize the body. "She was the only one who had a motive to kill him, after all. Umm… Still no rigor mortis… This only means one thing: the murder happened this day!"

"Of course it happened this day!" Tsuna yelled. "Someone would have noticed it if a corpse have been lying at our entrance since yesterday!"

Ryouhei's eyes glistened. "Yes. That would have been extremely bothersome."

'I'm not fucking dead!' Squalo wanted to shout at the kids, but since no sound could come out from his mouth, he just thrashed more desperately.

"Nee, I want to eat the chocolate cake." Lambo stated while picking his nose. "If you don't want to, I'll eat the whole cake!"

"That's unfair! I want to have some too!"

"Don't forget me!"

"I'm sure that's what Squalo wanted for us."

The only one left after everyone was gone back in the diner room was Squalo, squirming agonizingly on the ground, and Yamamoto, who was looking at him with a sad smile. He bent down and slowly closed the silverette's eyelids.

"What a shame." He said. "I wanted to know you more… Don't finish the cake without me!" He yelled to the others while running to the diner room.

…

Three days passed by like this. After they finished the chocolate cake, the kids called for a legist to determine the cause of the silverette's death. The guy said it was because of half an apple obstructing his larynx. They asked if they had to fear for their own life. The doctor replied after few seconds of silence: "I better leave now."

At least Squalo found the courage to pull himself up to his bed. He had tried everything to get the fucking apple out of his throat, with no success. Now, he was utterly sure that it was better when people thought of him as a girl and not as a corpse.

After those three days, the house was beginning to look like a hog farm, and even to smell like a hog farm. Somehow, the kids found again their animal instincts. Now they were playing naked in the garden, wallowing in the mud and eating what they could find in the forest.

"God." The former princess would sigh with disgust every time he got a whiff of the mess surrounding him. "Someone, anyone, save me from this shit…"

TBC