I don't recall the ride home from the opera, which isn't unusual. I did, however, remember waking up later that night with Schuldig and Crawford on each side of me. It was unusual for Crawford to stay there with me. Actually, it was unusual for me to wake up in the night at all.

But I needed hot chocolate.

There was this strange voice inside me that kept telling me that I longed for the cold liquid though I tried to deny it constantly. Why would I want hot chocolate in the middle of the night? It wasn't normal...

'Because you're both linked,' Schuldig replied to me mentally though he sounded rather exhausted there as well.

'What?' I asked him.

'You and Prodigy... You're both linked.'

'What would that have to do with-...' I asked before I got interrupted.

'Go get some damn hot chocolate before I fuck you again. Bring home what ever you find there, all right?' Schuldig told me.

I was too tired to disagree. I simply nodded and crawled out of Schuldig's bed between both the naked men. I wondered briefly how Schuldig had managed to get Crawford to agree to do it in his room but decided better then to ask. I would just get cleaned up, change into something warm on, go out to find some hot chocolate, and then go to sleep.

'Don't bother cleaning up, just wash out your mouth,' Schuldig muttered lazily. 'I made sure neither of us used your backside, Princess.'

Since when had he become so caring? Well, he wanted me to bring back whatever I found. He also found it necessary to inform me I was linked with someone named Prodigy. Why was I even bothering?

I picked up my toothbrush up out of one of the drawers in the bathroom. I put on as much toothpaste as humanly possible with out having any fall off the brush. With that accomplished I set to work at brushing away the taste of the men I worked with from my mouth.

Both of them seemed to have this strange obsession with making me swallow... Not that I ever remembered Crawford telling me to, I could just tell afterwards with him. If I were to spend the rest of my life with someone I would stay with someone who never found any interest in my mouth unless I wanted him to be so.

I spit out the toothpaste and rinsed my mouth out with water. Now it was time to get dressed.

I walked to my closet and found that I had an excess of white. I had never noticed it before...but why did I have so damn much of it? I sorted through my clothes as I tried to find something black. I had this strange urge to wear black and white...together.

Finally, under almost all of the clothes, I finally found something black. I found a black jacket, black T-shirt, black shorts, and a black bandanna. I decided to wear it with a black zip-up sweater, goggles, white socks, and red-tennis shoes. I slipped on black gloves and frowned as some unfamiliar feeling washed over me. The pain of...killing?

I shook my head and walked out of my room. Where was I going to find a place that served hot chocolate this late at night?