Chapter 25: Obscurity
11:11 AM (Japan Time), Tuesday August the 12th…
"… Say. Oriol. I just had a random fancy idea."
"What is it, Netto – kun?"
Netto and Kuroshiro were talking while sitting in chairs set in front of the other and across the table inside of Kuroshi's room: Netto looked like he'd thought up of something.
"I thought we could visit the old Nebula HQ… I always wanted to see what kind of atmosphere the place in which you lived before founding Golden Star has." Netto told him while looking thrilled.
"Hum… We'll have to use a Converter to get in: it was wholly sealed up by the Army afterwards, if memory serves… Besides… It must be full of dust. But if you want to, we can go… Maybe we should invited Saito and Legato to come, too?" Kuroshiro recalled.
"Sure. Let's go suggest it to them." Netto grinned.
They stood up and walked down the connecting corridor until they reached the adjacent room's door.
"Oi! Saito! Legato! How 'bout joining us into one l'il trip?" Netto called out imitating Eisei's dialect.
"O.K., Skipper!" Saito called back.
"We're comin' 'long for the ride." Legato added.
"Excellent."
"But before that… Let's hear to the broadcast!"
"Wait a second. What time zone is the HQ at?"
"Huh… Ah! Las Vegas time…"
"Las Vegas time! So it was on Nevada?"
"Yeah. There was a huge desert so Regal though it'd do fine…"
"But I thought it was close to some city's outskirts?"
"True, true. Carson City, the capital city of the state…"
"Ah! Alright. Well then, bring on the broadcast."
"… V! B! N! VBN is back! With the… "Panymoja Chapter"! "… Where could she be carrying the phone?" … "The General Director had it on the rear pocket so I'll check…" … "With yours eyes' light my back gets jumpy!" … "Funny, ain't it? Ain't it?" … PTAF! … "S-she doesn't have a rear pocket, Boss…" … "Gosh! A swallow's cry between the Etna and the Celvino!" … "There!" …"Be quiet and leave me alone! They're calling me on the phone! Yes, yes! What did ya say, Boss? Stab the minister in a sneaky manner? Well! When the guy shows his hide around then I'll get to it, for my aunt's glory!" … "Did you see, Boss? She carries it there: between both… both…!" … "I saw where she carries it! We gotta take it back! Look! She stepped into the stage… Her singing is gonna begin!" …"
"Heh! Not bad. So to begin with: Mortadelo tried checking if the lady had a rear pocket only to find out she didn't and get smacked. Second: she stored the phone in a private lady-like spot. Third: she was told to stab a minister from behind." Kuroshiro grinned.
"…" Well! With my owl disguise I stick out the claw, I pick it and get out flying! ARGL!" … "And in my hands, my dear, the sweet goldfinch dropped by…!" … BLAF! … "A~gh! How repulsive! Take away that ugly-looking bird! They drive me mad!" … "I'm gonna teach ya! Ya damned bug! Eat guitar notes! Eat candle! Eat this!" … "Heh! Lucky me he wasn't playing a piano! OW! OW! O~W!" … "Did you stop flying around like a rheumatic botfly?"... "Quit the taunting! I'll switch to B plan! I'll use my fisherman's disguise with the bait and you'll see how I catch the phone! Thunders! The spotlight! I killed it!" … "Light me, my master… Grant me your beam of light…!" … CRONCH! … "Eat that! The whole hydroelectric plant!"… "Hah, hah, hah!" … "Hoh, hoh, hoh!" … "GL, GL, GL!" … "Gosh! What a buzzword! Wake up, Panymoja! Wake up, dear!" … "Bfff! I luckily had this plank disguise ready…"
"It's getting intense… and desperate." Saito snickered.
"…"Good! The bird is back to singing… Let's get the bloody cell-phone!" … "And in my Seville district they name me the "snub" 'cause my nose's always aiming for Barcelona~! A~H!" … "For Barcelona? It's aiming for Norway, for Norway!" … "Hah, hah, hah!" … "M-my nose! Ow! MY NOSE~!" … "Dear! Instead of "Panymoja" they'll have to name ya "Piminetomorrona"!" … "When I catch that rascal…!" … "Run, Boss! If the guitarist catches me he's gonna use my ribs to play the guitar! That's gotta be the "Underground" entrance so we'll escape through here!" … Opinions?"
"Fourth: M, as the owl, dropped on her hands and the guitarist began to hit him with the guitar… Fifth: M accidentally dropped the spotlight on her… Sixth: he then failed to aim the bait of the fishing rod and pulled at her nose!" Kuroshiro summed up.
"Terrific." Saito laughed as he came in.
"Excellent." Legato laughed too.
"What will Tozukana – san opine of this, I wonder?"
"… Hey! That gal didn't have a bad hiding place but she had an omen hanging around her neck! Hah, hah, hah!"
"I asked Zero to let me listen to the corridor: apparently Tozukana – san has just come out of the VR Room." Kuroshiro grinned.
"… "Heh! I'd rather say it's the coal depot! I don't see anything!" … "See, a trap-door! It's gotta be the emergency exit. Here we go!" … "Even if don't have dibs let earth swallow me if I were to stop loving ya~… EIA~H!" … "She got swallowed, for real!" … "Hah, hah, hah!" … "Pick another guy with dibs!" … "Ow! What a blow on my back! I'm so gonna twist your necks!" … "Heh! You look like excrements after being run over by the bus, Boss!" … "Shut up, shut up! It was worse: I was below!" … "Danger's over, Boss! You can come out!" … "Grftjx! You could've shaken the brains to see if they work, couldn't you? We gotta come close to her somehow and pick the phone!" …"
"Good point."
"…"Allow me, Boss! The folkloric gals always get along nicely with military so I'll drop by with my Hussar disguise to see if it works! Congratulations from the Afro-Prussian Army, my great madame!" … "Gosh! Who's this guy? Looks like Bismarck!" …"With the respects of Commodore… O… Oh!" … BANG! … "AH!" … "The phone! The phone!" … "S-she has a "Ful" dickey on, Boss! Montgolfier balloons!" … "Don't mind that and bounce away! What matter is that we've got the thing!" … "I'm gonna blow up that expired pill which ya carry over the shoulders!" … "Good work, but you'll have to head back!"… So?"
"Oho. Fake stuff, eh?" Legato grinned.
"They had to be small." Saito giggled.
"And she dropped atop F too! He got crushed." Netto laughed.
"Sure. It'd seem there's more to it, though."
"… "To avoid her "stabbing" the minister we gotta purge her brainwashing, see!" … "I'll handle it, fella!" … "Ow! Ah! A~H!" … PLATCH! PLATCH! PLATCH! … "Not like this! This isn't how you purge brainwashing! Not from the outside!" … "I kill 'im! I KILL 'IM!" … "Grmbflj! Our specialists will take care of that purge thing… You get rid of the thing no matter what!" … "OK, Mr. Super!" …"
"He took it too literally." Saito snickered.
"…"Well! Let's handle an urgent mission and then go back to work…" … BOOM! … "Why! He's gotta have eaten lot of chick-beans!" … "Mr. Super! It's done! We destroyed the phone! We attached it to a time bomb and we stuffed it on the restroom so that it wouldn't…!" … "DON'T KEEP ON! I KNOW THE REST! Don't run, no! I'm gonna show you another system to get rid of useless stuff!" … "Forget it, man, forget it! And wash with "Tururut" which cleanses better!" …. OK! So! Next time in VBN's broadcast... The "Barrigoulos Chapter"! What adventures will heroes have aboard the SS Queen Redo? Don't miss it! VBN! Off air!"
"Heh! Not bad. M thought that to purge brainwashing you actually had to cleanse someone's head from the outside?" Netto laughed.
"Hah, hah! That folk gal was the vengeful type!" Tozukana laughed in the corridor.
"Guess so." Lily was far from impressed.
"Oh my. She was amusing." Ikada muttered.
"To some extent." Sandra drily muttered.
"It'd seem this character was too clichéd… Hence the cold reactions from our misses…" Legato rubbed his chin.
"Okay! I'll put on my disguise, you put yours and we'll get moving to that den. Maybe we'll find the "THING" there too and the cat, Humberto's, coffin! Heh, heh, heh!"
"Oh come on." Saito rolled his eyes.
BLU~RPPPP!
"What was that?" Netto gasped.
"… That Eisei guy sent ya a mail, Joanne – chan…"
"Oho! What does it say?"
"… "Maybe that folk gal needed to be taught to use the hot-blood?"…"
"Hmpf! That's what I do!"
"Oh boy." The four guys rolled their eyes.
"That's counter-productive, and cha know it." Lily sighed.
"Who cares? Maybe the folk gal was a guy in disguise? Hah, hah!"
"How lame." The five of them (Lily included) inwardly muttered.
"Oh my. That wouldn't surprise me." Ikada giggled.
"Sheesh." Sandra sighed.
"Alright, Oriol. Let's be on our way there, shall we?"
"OK. Let's go there and have a look it up."
18:23 PM (Las Vegas Time), Monday August the 11th…
"… Over here…"
"Yikes. What an atmosphere…"
"This silence doesn't help either…"
"I never thought I'd be back here…"
The group of four appeared on what had the looks of a lobby where there was an opening behind them sealed up by plain bricks and concrete: two lock doors which had been locked open had been erected in front of them as well.
"This used to be the entrance hall… There used to be a CCTV camera above the door to check who came in and out… That sealed door led to the stairs to the surface. This is underground and hidden behind a set of half-demolished buildings… Their common garage was reconverted into this." Noir explained.
They stepped into a narrow corridor and reached another set of doors which looked like they'd been forced open time ago and they had some burnt marks around them, too.
"Odd. I don't recall these doors being like that when I ran away." Noir sounded intrigued.
"Maybe the Army forced their way in." Kage offered.
"Surely…"
They stepped into a large and mainly unlit room with some patches of fluorescent pain scattered around its surface: they also spotted something else: et in three rows of three were nine devices which looked identical to the one Shunoros had used to transfer Sieg into his new body but they were all missing some components, were broken, burnt or deliberately sabotaged.
"Whoa!"
"What's this?"
Placed at the far end of the room and against a burn-mark-filled steel wall was a pyramid-like platform made of metal containing what looked like the beginning of a ring which was broken while the platform had several holes exposing circuitry which was melt or burnt: this machine also looked like it had been destroyed over and over again.
"… What the heck is this stuff? This wasn't here back then!" Noir sounded taken aback.
"Hmmm… It looks like they were deliberately sabotaged… I'm afraid there's no possibility of recovering any data from them." Legato reported after having crouched next to one of the "chairs" and examined its composition.
"This is methodical destruction. Someone used this space after Nebula fell and I smell some secret department of the Army behind this stuff…" Andy added.
"I'd rather say the same thing… By the way… We have company." Kage had been saying only to take out his gun and cock it.
"Huh? Ah! Who goes there?" Andy seemed to have spotted someone.
"Two signatures confirmed." Legato announced.
"Whoa! Calm down… Uncle Moriarty's nephews…"
"And the competency's Shachou is 'ere as well."
"… Eisei and Kuroban Howsad." Kage announced.
Both stepped out of a doorway and looked amused.
"You followed us or what?" Noir demanded.
"Nope. Something about your Boss' figure picked my nose and we decided to come scavenge." Eisei admitted.
"I told you we wouldn't find anything: all of my copies come from a secret Army server." Kuroban told Eisei.
"What do you two make out of this stuff?" Legato questioned.
"They look similar to the machine I used to transfer Sieg into his cyborg body… But the specifications look somewhat different… I think they're supposed to do more than just tap into a person's consciousness in my opinion." Kuroban admitted.
"… Hmmm… Maybe they're the "sinister stuff" Twilight had mentioned one or two days before his death." Noir seemed to have recalled something.
"You didn't take him seriously?"
"Eh… No. I thought he meant that scheme of his… You know what I mean, right?" Noir replied.
"Yeah. I do." Kage dully replied.
"By the way… Does this guy ring a bell?" Eisei suddenly asked while tossing something towards them.
Andy caught the object: it was a printed color Polaroid which was slightly blurry thus indicating that it'd been taken in haste: a man removing a balaclava was pictured on it and part of his hair could be seen: it was blond while he had green emerald irises which shone with a lust of evil of them: the man had a smug smile on his face, too, and looked highly reminiscent of Kage.
"… I'd say he's on his mid twenties. And he looks similar to me."
"Look behind." Eisei suggested.
Kage turned it around and gasped: the English word "Eliminate" was written there with a purple pen and in a gallant-like style.
"… I guess that this must be Twilight. You never saw his face, Noir?"
"No. And if this is in truth how he looked like beneath the balaclava, then he wasn't the ugly, old and boring man I always imagined him to be."
"This looks like Regal's own handwriting, doesn't it? And it makes sense: he was also aiming to get Twilight out of the picture. He surely caught him in a quick moment, took the photo, and then hid it… It was hidden?"
"Yep. There was a hidden rotating panel which contained this. I'd stake anythin' that the room was Regal's." Eisei grinned.
"… I've found something else, Vice President Noir, sir." Legato reported while coming in from the right.
"What is it?" Noir asked.
Legato generated some light with a flashlight and illuminated the far wall: something had been written there using an oil-based red spray.
"Wander in Hell, Twilight."
The whole thing had been sprayed in Katakana and it had some creepy thin trails of paint which looked like blood.
"Oh. I remember… I wrote that to celebrate his death." Noir admitted.
"Heh. Good motto, I'd say." Kage smirked.
"And that's what he's doin' nowadays 'long with Regal and Wily." Andy added with another smirk.
"Since you guys seem to be handling on yer own, we'll be goin'… We've got stuff to do… And we don't really know what was that other machine supposed to know before ye question us." Eisei told them.
"Arlight. Let's call it a truce for today." Noir replied.
"Enjoy the next chapter of the show, my public." Kuroban smirked.
"Whatever. Let's make some photos of all this and try to put heads or tails into it." Noir suggested.
"By the way, Prince Kuroban… Solo was allowed to leave the hospital so I believe he'll soon catch up with you…" Andy warned.
"Heh. Let him try again: I've prepared a new strategy."
"Fine. And your robot's design is based off Pegasus' "Sacrifice" Monster anyway." Andy told him.
"Heh. I knew that. I'm a rip-off. Bye-bye!"
10:49 AM (Philippines Time), Tuesday August the 12th…
"… So… You think that there's some reason behind all of that stuff, Aibou?"
"I do, Gray. And we do know what that ring-like machine was."
Kuroban and Eisei were speaking while standing in the balcony overseeing the whole of the beach from which they could spot almost all of the others members swimming in the sea, playing hand ball, Duel Monsters, or sunbathing.
"Yeah. Ya used that ring machine to generate the portal to Mu. But it also allowed for us to "come" into "here"... From "somewhere else" and to shape the things to come…"
"Yeah. However… It could've just been there to allow for quick transportation between some other spots before the Dimensional Converters were fully developed."
"Say, aibou… Did those schematics include any other uses for those machines?"
"They suggested DNA modification and brainwashing. Obviously, since I had no need for any of those two, I just built it to tap into Sieg's consciousness and transfer him into the cyborg body."
"… But… Something… Something is bothering me. Twilight… Where did he come out from? How did Regal find him? Or did Twilight find Regal instead? There's so little stuff about him as a person… The only things left are his schematics and notes about his schemes, like the one in which Umbra was supposed to kill Hikari Jr. in a totally cruel way which not even I would find nice… We can establish his personality from there… But… If he really was on his twenties then he must've been a genius… Geniuses often are noticed: isn't that right?"
"We need to dig. There must be a record somewhere. Unless… Maybe he was one of those "geniuses" who happened to vanish in such a mysterious way around 1998 – 99." Kuroban muttered before he seemingly thought of a reason.
"It'd fit. Maybe there was a complot to use these geniuses to take control of organizations like Nebula and let the Army or other Government agencies take profit of them. If he was "educated" by one of those agencies, then it wouldn't be surprising he developed such a cruel personality beneath that façade of sarcasm and black humor."
"Then we'd have all of the pieces together. And I'm sure that Twilight approached Regal. Remember: Regal did have a double identity as the head of the weapons development lab and Barrel wasn't too fond of him to begin with 4 years ago."
"Yeah. Regal must've needed someone to take care of internal Nebula stuff while he kept his cover. However he soon found out that it'd been a mistake taking him in."
"… But the remaining problem is… Who placed that stuff there?"
"Hmmm… Maybe the Army decided to put his inventions to practical use and began using that place as a temporary lab before the definitive one was established? Could they be researching on how to create perfect soldiers who have no qualms?"
"It's not a bad idea. They couldn't move the stuff from there so they just ended up blowing it up."
"Alright… Yeah. I don't know why we needed to think so much about it, really… It's so obvious."
"By the way… Project "A" or the "Project" is 85% complete. I estimate 15 days at the most by this stage."
"… Project "A", you say? It still makes me reel. You brought the topic up so suddenly back then that I thought you weren't being serious. But ye are. But… I've had some days to think about it… The deal looks intriguing. We'd be able to strike forth several times but they would be puzzled as to where we strike from."
"Heh, heh, heh… Of course: only you and I know it for the time being. I plan on letting the others know 24 hours before D-Day. If they thought we're just playing around then they're very wrong!"
12:12 PM (Japan Time)…
"… Terror Land brings forth Fright! Go! Scare all those green dudes out there with yer Fear!"
"… You – are – a – failure – Alfed."
Leon had seen another of Alfred's videos and he kept on looking skeptical while Alfred made up some puns based on the similarity of the words.
"Come 'ere, ye ugly grunt! I'm so gonna beat yer cheap Jackie Lee moves! Try it, fatty!" Alfred assumed a combat posture and shouted at someone off-screen.
"Heh. Going to quarrel a dummy, Alfred?" Leon smirked.
Yo! Sorry for the delay. I was bathin' in the beach. Sieg suddenly engaged the chip implant to "speak" with Leon.
I'd actually preferred you'd forgotten about me today. Leon rolled his eyes and sighed in defeat.
"Take this! And this! And that! Ugly! Fatty! Thin guy! Short guy! Show-off! Scare-crow! Thief! Bandit! Goof! Outlaw! Wannabe!" Alfred was shouting off-screen while random objects flew pas the screen along with noises in the background and shaking of the camera.
Who's he fightin' today, Leonel?
One: stop with the nicknames. Two: I dunno.
Ya know how to summarize the situation, huh? Yer growin'!
Stop with the sarcasm already and try to boast your ego. Leon told him.
Heh, heh, heh! By the way… That move of yours wasn't nice. Sieg chuckled and told him.
It was. Leon simply replied.
But it matters not! Danna already found another place to invest into. That place may've gone down 'cause ye let the address out to the cops, but it was expendable! Sieg sounded amused.
Crap. Just how many of these things are out there? A million…? Leon grumbled.
It'd seem ye've gotten a diploma on mental math! Congratulations! Sieg sarcastically told him.
"… Huff… Huff… That cheap FBI fella got beaten up by a true revolutionary! I am - INVINCIBLE! BWAH, HAH, HAH, HAH!" Alfred laughed as reappeared onscreen.
Cheap FBI fella… Sure thing... It was a mannequin.
It sure was and it sure wasn't.
Do you have anything else to boast about today or are you going to help Urateido with your tortures? Leon grumbled.
I've got a deal with 'im for tonight… See ya around, Leonhart.
Fine! Get out already!
Do I start to remind of you of the "Parasite Mind" Dark Bakura slipped into the Millennium Puzzle to try to find the "truth's door" before he gave up on it and then used him to slip into the Pharaoh's Memory World? The manga made it clearer, though, that this world just exists inside of the Millennium Puzzle… Heh, heh, heh. It ain't time-travel!
Well… Yeah… Guess so.
Alfred will be the President of Alfred Land.
Yeah. And you expect me to fall for something that cheap?
Cheap? Nah! It's middle-class!
Middle-class. Oh come on. I don't need you around anymore!
Alright. I'm off before ya bring up the Men In Black.
Men In Black… You fail at being original!
Sure thing. But I excel at ripping off. Heh, heh, heh!
Man. This guy…! Ah! He's driving me mad!
12:49 PM (Japan Time)…
"… So! You thought you'd covered your trails? We're sorry to break the bad news into you, but you're an amateur. Your boss already knows… What? We're to blame? No. You're to blame for trying to steal off money from your own corporation… Alright. It's not our stuff of what your boss does with you, but we warned you. Goodbye."
"What a stubborn dude."
Agoras had finished a phone call from a public phone booth and looked slightly annoyed: Victor (who was sporting jeans, a locket with his pattern engraved on its cover, two double-row belts, white sneakers and a greenish/bluish/brownish sleeveless t-shirt) was standing slightly behind him and was rolling his eyes: his hair was totally wild and had flocks pointing in all directions.
"Sure was. At least we solved another easy task. I rather prefer having to find out money leaks than being involved in other gruesome things. When it comes to divorces, affairs or such I leave it to the pro fellas. I'm content with the small fry." Agoras shrugged.
"So? What should we do? Do we head back, Joel – kun?" Victor suggested while shrugging as well.
"Yeah. Let's head back before that guy tries to ring up some of his "contacts"..."
"Speaking of ringing… Tozukana – san's calling."
"Tozukana – san? Why. Patch her through."
"Roger, Danna."
"Joel!"
"Yes, my lady?"
"Is Kage going out with the red-haired gal again?"
"I don't know. That isn't my competency: I prefer handling guys who try to run away with company money." Agoras replied.
"Che! Then look it up!"
"I cannot. It'd be an unfair thing to do to a partner."
"So you're admitting that!"
"I'm not admitting anything, Tozukana – san. Please stop jumping to rushed and one-sided conclusions."
"Yeah. Or else trouble knocks at the door." Lily warned on the background with a sigh of exasperation.
"Shoo, shoo!"
"Fine. But if Ms. Secretary then tells you that we're gonna ring your aunt again then don't say we didn't warn ya." Lily reminded her.
"That person…" Victor fumed.
"Yes, I know." Agoras sighed.
"You Brazilian half-blood! Do something!"
"I'm afraid I can't without a permit from President Hades."
"You bureaucrat!" She grumbled.
"I am not a bureaucrat: I take my hobbies seriously."
"I'll smash those silly glasses yet!"
"… Threatening a companion, Tozukana? Will you never learn to behave like an adult?" The icy voice of "Ms. Secretary" came in.
"Lily! Damn you! You brought them along!"
"No. You left the door open and your yells have been echoing all across the ship so I have been sent to check it out. The President and the Vice President will hear of this. You are a spoiled woman."
"What! Come back here, you…! I'll burn that hat yet!"
"Oh come on. The last thing we needed!" Victor groaned.
"Sure… In-fighting… How stupid!" Agoras grumbled.
19:49 PM (Japan Time)…
"… Oh… Ah…"
"Getting overwhelmed? It's your first time, after all."
Enzan was making out with Blues while on their apartment's shower: Blues had removed his bodysuit except for the helmet and shades and Enzan was thrusting into his entrance and teasing him by playing with his nipples and his sack.
"I'd never guessed… One could do this… And feel so great…" Blues admitted between gasps.
"That's why I wanted to take our friendship on step further. There won't be any more secrets between us, Blues." Enzan told him.
"I agree… Enzan – kun… Oh… Ah…" Blues agreed on it only to begin gasping and moaning again.
Enzan grinned and helped Blues stimulate his cock faster: Blues' moans grew in volume and he soon released thus staining his upper torso and face: his inner muscles then closed around Enzan's cock.
"Here I come." He told Blues.
He filled his insides with his fluid and let it slide down: Enzan quickly turned Blues around and captured his lips in a passionate kiss: Blues replied to it so they both began sharing it.
"Wow… It was… incredible…" Blues muttered.
"There's more to it!"
He descended to his knees and began to take Blues' cock into his mouth: he carefully licked around it and used his fingers to toy with Blues' sack so Blues moaned and gasped: Enzan kept on licking it until Blues released and filled his mouth.
"Heh, heh."
Enzan stood up and captured Blues' lips into another passionate kiss.
"W-wow…" Blues sounded totally baffled.
"Alright. It's your turn." Enzan announced.
He turned around to face the wall and spread his legs open so Blues wasted no time and slowly began to push his cock into Enzan's insides: Enzan smiled and closed his eyes while enjoying the rush which came with it: Blues closed his arms around Enzan's waist and began to move in and out.
"Whoa… It's overwhelming…!" He gasped.
He helped Enzan rub his own cock and teased him by playing with his nipples from time to time, too: Enzan began to moan from the overwhelming sensations.
"Blues…!" He gasped.
He clenched his teeth as a stream of his liquid came out and stained his own upper body and face: his own inner muscles gripped Blues' thick cock and Blues gasped.
"I can't hold it back…! Here it comes…!" He warned.
He released as well and overfilled Enzan's insides.
"Come, Blues… Have a taste of me." Enzan rallied.
Blues grinned and pulled out while Enzan turned around: Blues descended to his knees and began to lick and suck around Enzan's sack and base of his cock: he then began to take it inside of his mouth and enjoyed the feeling which came with it.
"Ah… Blues…!" Enzan gasped.
Enzan released and filled Blues' mouth with his fluid: Blues smiled, stood up, and hugged Enzan, who replied: they then began their third passionate kiss and shared the flavors on their mouths while they also rubbed their cocks against each other at the same time: both attained release and broke apart, gasping for air and seeing how they were linked by the string of saliva.
"Heh… Making out between guys… is funny…" Blues commented with his classical smile.
"Of course it is. Don't mind those conservative people out there: they're too block-headed. This is life, Blues." Enzan told him.
"I'm glad of it, Enzan – kun." Blues affirmed.
"Let's go have supper, then." Enzan suggested.
Both washed and then Enzan changed into his pajamas while Blues reformed his bodysuit: Enzan's PET rang.
"ENZAN!"
"Ooyama?"
"EMPEROR OOYAMA! BRING IT ON! TONIGHT I BEAT YA~!"
"Blues. Do me a favor and remind them what reality means."
"Sure."
"Don't be too rough either: just beat them."
"Alright."
Blues dematerialized and Enzan calmly sat on the sofa while looking at the holographic screen displaying Blues facing Guts Man.
"My turn! Super Vulcan, Hi Cannon, Hi Cannon! Mega Hyper Super Vulcan Program Advance! FIRE~!"
"FIRE, GUTS!"
A large explosion rang out as the improvise Program Advance blew up and blackened Guts Man's frame while knocking him off his feet.
"Damn it! I lost 400 of 750HP!" Dekao cursed.
"Ooyama. Trying to invent Program Advances like that will only lead to disaster, ya know?" Enzan reminded him.
"Shaddup! Bow to the Emperor!"
"The August sun has done you something, by Merton."
"Merton! Who's that?"
"He-Who-Eats-Your-Freezer's-Contents." Enzan chanted.
"A~H!" He yelled in terror.
"My turn, then. Sword, Wide Sword, Long Sword! Slot In! Program Advance! Dream Sword!"
"The end!"
"GATTSU~!"
"YOU WIN!"
"A~H! NO WAY! THIS CAN'T BE POSSIBLY HAPPENING!"
"It is happening. Hurry back at your place: Uncle Merton must be pillaging your freezer by now."
"ENZA~N! I knew it! You proposed to Meiru and such she ditched me, the Emperor!"
"What? I proposed to Sakurai, you say? Now… Where's the proof?"
"Who needs proof? I know it: my instinct tells me as much!"
"The police won't agree and if you say that again Sakurai will surely slap you on the face to snap you outta your idiocies."
"NO WAY!"
"Way."
CLONG!
"OW! MOM!"
"THERE YOU ARE YOU DISGRACED SON! INSULTING A GIRL'S HONOR! NOW YOU'VE DONE IT!" Ms. Ooyama yelled off-screen.
"No, mom! This guy…! He's stolen my perfect wife from me! I must punish them, mom! It's my call, mom!"
CLONG!
"LIKE I'LL BELIEVE A SON WHO HAS TOLD LIES TO HIS FRIENDS OVER 1,700 TIMES EVER SINCE HE BEGAN MIDDLE SCHOOL!"
"Ugh. That gotta hurt." Enzan grimly muttered.
"What do we do?" Blues whispered.
"Pull back!" Enzan whispered back.
"YOUR FATHER WILL TELL YOU ABOUT WHAT HE THINKS OF YOU! WE'RE FED UP WITH HAVING TO PAY FOR TUTORS TO HELP YOU CLEAR THE EXAMS AT THE VERY LAST MOMENT BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T PREPARE THEM AND SPENT THE TIME EATING, SLEEPING OR DOING IDIOTIC THINGS WITH THE COMPUTER! THIS TIME YOU WILL STUDY AND WORK THEM OUT ON YOUR OWN!" Ms. Ooyama kept on yelling.
"Ooyama… You didn't even learn the lesson 4 years ago…? Life isn't about being cocky: you gotta work to gain things. Give & take… Man. I'll quit this because I don't want to make my neighbors think that this angered voice is MY mother." Enzan grimly muttered.
He shut the screen and sighed as Blues materialized again on the apartment: both looked grim.
"I didn't know the sunlight messed with your head. I thought the heat could make you faint but…" Blues muttered.
"No, I think that simply has too much ego and he's building it up given how he's an idiot who doesn't shine."
"Ah. Then that's more logical."
"Sure…"
"Heh, heh, heh. Yo, Shachou. I applaud your extra hours."
"Eisei! You hacked my PET again?"
"Just wanna tell you I've been to the den."
"What den? Are you trolling me?"
"Nebula's den, see. We met your four buddies."
"How odd." He looked suspicious.
"Jr. wanted to know what the place felt like… And we all found more than we bargained for… Secret experiments and all… A photo of that Twilight guy and some graffiti by Umbra telling Twilight to wander in Hell… Heh, heh, heh. If ya wanted to make a terror film then that place would do perfect for setting. You can imagine a thousand terrors creeping around there without too much mental effort, too…" He described.
"Hum. I guess they'll eventually tell me about that."
"Sure thing, Danna… I heard the deal with Ooyama."
"Oh come on. That guy can't be taken seriously."
"Well! Yeah! But he helped Rock Man make it through the pyramid thing where Pharaoh Man lived at to get the "Saito Style"…"
"I'd forgotten that." Enzan admitted.
"So! Is the ghost in the machine gonna drop by?"
"Ghost in the machine? Dullahan? Or, rather, Laser Man?"
"Yessir. Ya never know: they could believe ya are the source of Styx's "treason", see…"
"Come on. I was busy battling Laser Man by then. Search Man and Rock Man were tackling on the other guy. If Laser Man wants a rematch so be it but I'll kick his ass again and again. My word!"
"My word too! I'll slice those tubes yet."
"Heh, heh, heh! Good, good! I like that mood of yours: I'll be lookin' forward to that, Holmes! By Moriarty! Let's have a showdown on the Reichenbach Falls next. Heh, heh, heh… Mwah, hah, hah!"
"He fled… The moron. But whatever. Let Laser Man come: I'll kick his ass yet! By Merton!"
"Yeah! Together we will defeat our enemies… Get ready!"