A chapter by Aikori_Ichijouji, the genie of SkipBeat! She wrote this and my fav Hot Sorcerer Ren with french friesssssss!
"Here, add this to your pile to burn," Ren instructed, handing the note to Kijima.
"But-"
"There are no other details after 'or else,' which means they haven't yet planned to harm Hikaru," Ren cut him off. "So long as we have his lute, they will wait. Or they will come to us."
"All right," Kijima relented, but still sounded uncertain.
He proceeded to tightly wad each sheet into the smallest ball he could before throwing them into the dying embers. Around it, he arranged a few more branches he managed to find just outside the cave. Both men let out a sigh of relief when the fire caught, illuminating their tiny shelter. They held their hands out over the flames, letting tongues of orange flick dangerously close to their fingers but never touching.
The hypnotic dance of the flames lulled the pair into a trance. Soon, their eyelids became heavy and the siren call of slumber was inexorable. And as all fire is fleeting, a fire built with paper is triply so. The flames burned bright, fast, and the warmth they provided made man into sleeper.
But the cold that crept in when the fire expired made them sleep deeper.
Alas, a tragic end has befallen both bawd and brawler but, fear not! You may return to Chapter 25 to choose again.