~ Night Things ~
Chapter 2
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"Mmphh" tugging the blanket further up to her chin she sighed in its warmth, snuggling deeper. "Nnhh... stop it!" pulling at it once more in her sleep, feeling it slipping down again by an unseen force that had a time playing with it, as the end floated up and back down out of her reach. There wasn't anyone there though.
~This is fun!... one more...~
"Stop this instant boy!" a males voice stopped the others hands as he raised the soft felt blanket, slowly letting it settle back down resting at the girls throat, electing a happy murmur from her.
Turning around slowly, ready with a come back the said problem makers mouth dropped open, jaw opening and closing, no noise coming forth. ~Man...~ Standing before him was a slender six foot four figure with long silky icy-blue-almost-white hair flowing just inches below his rear, his eyes were flashing a protective frosty blue glare at him.
~Whoa... dude! Who-~
"Leave her alone." The words had a bite in them equal to the glare. "She invited you in here to live with her out of the kindness of her heart, not for you to joke around with her while asleep."
~I uh...~
Voice still soft but firm, the figure floated forward a few, "She's like that because of you, you know." Nodding to the sleeping girl, "Energy loss from showing you those images."
What was he supposed to say to that? Sure, she had shown him some interesting and cool looking things, but he didn't ask for it! He didn't want to hurt anyone. He knew she wasn't hurt, just sleeping off to gather up more energy for the spent stuff last night. But... he sighed, ~Sorry...~
The white-blonde nodded smirking at him, beckoning with a finger for him to follow, "Accepted, now come with me." he turned floating off, "If you're staying here then there's few things that I need to let you know about before she awakes."
That said; the other followed him.
~ * ~
Mhmmm... so soft... warm... shifting around trying to get the lump under her back to disappear the girl on the couch finally turned to her side, content with the feel of thick, soft cotton cushions beneath her. Ohhh what a night it was! Snuggling deeper into the warm cocoon she wondered why she was doing this again? How'd she get caught up into this 'job' again? She couldn't seem to remember. Not that she didn't like it... Oh noo... it was a great job really... once you got over the, strangeness, of it.
You got to meet new people, learn new things from different situations... usually it was done for free, so it didn't bring anything in unless the client was the overly kind type and refused to take 'no' as an answer when they offered money for her services. heh She just couldn't bring herself to do it. After all it was a job that she liked to do, and was more then happy to continue helping people out not matter what road it may take.
Mmm... she should probably get up now, she knew, had to be around noon already... the suns light trying to break through her cocooned shelter. Hmm... but maybe it was later then noon? The light heating her face was warmer then that... or was that because the blanket was so thick?
Aw didn't matter... so warm... she should probably get up though... At least, that's what her mind kept saying, her body wasn't responding to the suggestion though, refusing to leave that warmth spun around her small form.
The night had been so short lived; yet, it felt like she had pulled an all-nighter. Body had ached everywhere... her energy almost completely drained... she really should have given Shiro that much... didn't take nearly as much, usually, but she had been... so caught up in the moment, trying to help that poor soul. She couldn't leave him like that, so in doing so she didn't think on how much to give. The result... leaving her a walking zombie. Next time she'd remember not to do that.
She really should get up now- wait. Nose twitching as she sniffed the air... was that... bacon and eggs... with biscuits? Mmmm munchies! "Time to get up!" giggling trying to untangle the blue-black blanket from her being she stood, hoping it'd fall off when the second attack didn't work on it. No such luck. She gave a startled squeal as the blanket tightened around her legs, tripping her.
"Oomph... nugghh... damnit..." kicking legs furiously the offending square of cloth fluttered to the floor innocently, mocking her. Glaring she stood stretching. "Mmm food..." stopping in mid step, a smell hitting her nostrils she tried placing the sent, causing her nose to wrinkle up. "Eww first... a bath..." Obviously walking in the mist, in the middle of a hay field, didn't leave a pretty scent.
Scampering up the grand stairs hanging a sharp right, four dorrs down she entered her room quietly shutting the door behind herself. Discarding her dirty scented clothing, grabbed new ones making way for restroom closing that door she placed her new clothing on the counter there leaning over turning the water on to warm, once it was at the liked temperature she slipped in. Almost a half hour later she forced herself from the calming rivers of clear liquid, after all brunch was downstairs! Drying and clothing she fixed her hair before bouncing down stairs closest to the kitchen.
Hopping off the last few steps her nose picked up the sent of food again. "Smells good!" giggling she took off after it, pausing shortly when the other sounds reached her ears. Was that talking? Who could be here without her knowing of it? Well... guess the real question was, who would be able to get into the house without her letting them in? Surely someone would freak out if Shiro let them in. Giggling at that a wide smile broke her rosy lips. Yes, a door opening by itself would make anyone run... only the curious would stay to find out 'how' it happened. Shrugging she entered the kitchen taking a seat at the island there.
Yawn, "Mornin' Shiro!" Goddess she was still tired though.
"Good morning Mistress... I trust you slept well?" Came the deep velvety reply from her ghostly friend as a plate of food started to float over to her. She swore she heard his smile and something else through those few words.
"Hm... yep, I did." smiling she accepted the food as it was placed down, not a minute before a mug started floating over to her. Not questioning it, or finding it different in any way she started eating. It was a normal morning after all. The next occurrence that snapped her from her food induced happy land, was witnessing the tea kettle float from one side of the room to the stove at the same time her box of cinnamon tea floated over from the *other* side of the room.
Fork stopping halfway towards her face, "Wha..." glancing between the two places in confusion she tried working her mind in order to figure it out. Damn sleep! She wasn't a normal morning person, not at all, the sleep still lingering in her mind refused to let her focus on anything of that type - that took real focus.
One thing she was certain of though...
A ghost in no way possible was able to move things from one side of the room while simultaneously moving something from the other side of the room. While they were ghost, dead in everyway but spirit - because it was ever living - normal human laws bound a ghost. A human - unless they possessed telekinetic abilities - could not move two things from two separate positions without physically being there to do so. A ghost, likewise, could not as well.
So... either Shiro had surpassed and broke that eternal law... *or* she had another spiritual visitor. Arching a brow in question she glanced to where the teakettle was, Shiro's faint spirit aura blinking every now and then from there. "Erm, Shiro?"
That almost knowing smile she could hear in his voice again, "Yes Mistress?" was starting to get a bit annoying.
"Care to share?" she knew there was another ghost in the house, could feel it. His voice helped confirm it.
"Sure, just one second, the tea will be ready in a few more seconds." Light chuckle, "Honestly Mistress... such a impatient one you are."
"Ohhh Shiiirooo..." hefting her roll in her right hand. She'd throw it at him if it'd do any good. But alas, it'd just go right through him and land on the floor. Such a waist of perfectly good food; she couldn't do that. "Spill chico."
"Well if you must insist..."
"Maybe I should go?"
*Shiro shook his head, "No, no, it's perfectly alright."
She blinked, sapphire blue eyes reflecting confusion and slight shock. "Who...?"
Shiro's voice was toned in mock shock, "You mean you don't remember our guest from last night!? Really Mistress!"
"Shiro..."
"Yes?" Innocent now, closer to her right.
Turning that direction slightly, fork back in motion, "Baka ne, quiet." Airy, rich chuckles rippled the still air somewhere to the front of the two. "So what's your name friend?"
"Umm... er... Kuroi." The voice, a tenor, replied almost quickly, as if he wasn't really sure what to tell them, his real name or an alias 'til he knew them better. It made her giggle. What could they possible do to a ghost? She certainly couldn't touch him. Might be able to ward him, but that was about it on her level. There were others, like her, that were more powerful or knowing in their special abilities that let them be able to focus all their energies to one focal point, being able to reach out and touch a spirit that way. It fascinated her, yet scared her, to be able to do such a thing... almost seemed wrong... somehow.
Tipping her head in his voiced direction she smiled, "Pleased to meet ya Kuroi! Welcome to my humble abode."
"Thanks!" brightness flashed by the tables side.
"She's lying, she's not humble, she's a slave driver and ep-!"
Sending a mock glare, smirking none to kindly, the blonde haired angel arched a brow, hand moving into her checkered shirts pocket retrieving a slip of paper. "What was that, dear Shiro?" holding it threateningly towards him; her other hand still working to deliver food from plate to mouth devouring it within' minutes.
"heh Nothing. Nothing at all."
"Uh-huh... that's what I thought" slipping the paper back into its spot she put the fork down, food now nonexistent, took a appreciative sip of her tea. "Mmm... good as ever! Who made it?"
The tenor voice, Kuroi, seemed to beam happily, "I DID!" the grin in that twinkling voice was loud and clear. She could imagine Shiro rolling his eyes at the other.
"Arigatou, it's very good." Another tip of her head, "So why don't ya tell me something about yourself... anything you remember?" voice soft, like a passing breeze... she didn't want to force anything from him, make him back away from her. Some spirits don't remember much, some nothing at all. Others only remembered what they knew from the point of 'becoming' to the present day. Didn't matter to her, she just wanted something to go on, something that hinted to what she should expect from this newcomer.
If he couldn't remember much, no problem, she had other ways of getting the information.
"Umm... well..." Kuroi tried thinking, "I think I'm eighteen... don't remember where I'm from... kinda sucks heh... ahh I loved chicken! Loved trucks... hmm... umm... whatcha wanna know?"
A smile, "If that's all you remember, it's alright, I can try looking something up on you." She didn't elaborate on 'how' she was going to look something up on him. Especially if that name, 'Kuroi' which meant 'Black', was a fake name.
"What's you name babe?"
Question catching her off guard, the 'babe' making her chock on her tea she stared at him, err, towards him. "herm... uh... Usagi... Tsukino Usagi..."
Shiro snickered; her plate and cup bobbing back to the sink for washing later.
Eyeing her kitchenware Usagi shook her head; Shiro was a goober without hope of being helped. Giggles escaped rose lips as she stood to stretch once more. "Eermm... so! What should we do today...? Or, should I do today ne?"
"Hai."
"I donno kinda new to this" Kuroi laughed.
Thinking washing the dishes would help her think better, the blonde haired blue eyed girl slowly made her way over, letting her mind take over while thinking of things she could do, and things she needed to do. Seeing which outweighed the other.
Eventually, the 'needed to do' list won over things she's much rather do; they were funer! Ah but she knew the two on the front of her mind were most important to get done. Washing her hands, drying them on the hanging towel she turned facing where two distinctive energies stood side by side. "I think it's time to go for a little walk. Have someone I need to be seeing today."
Shiro nodded knowingly, making little - for he was younger then Shiro was - Kuroi curious as to where and who they were going to go see.
Bouncing on her toes trying to hold back a yawn, giving energy was exhausting! Usagi walked into the living room, snatched the blanket off the floor, folded and put it away before going to the front door slipping into her black and blue sneakers. Shouldering into her denim 'GW' jacket, snagging keys from the hook by the door she walked through, holding it open a little longer the necessary for her two invisible companions. Hey, they might be able to walk through anything, that's not warded, but she had manners.
Quietly, with little chatter, the three - seemingly only one - made their way down Fortitude St. turning left at Oak and heading straight 'til they reached Cliffs Shore. There, they stopped in font of a massive wall, looking at one of many steps.
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* 'Shiro shook his head' ...Alrighty people, little explaining to do. When I have anything with Shiro, or the other Ghost/Spirit in the house (or else where) where it's telling of their motions... IE. Shaking their heads, smiling... etc... it's the other Ghost/Spirit that's seeing it, Not Usagi. Not unless I say something like 'she could see his foggy outline shake his head'... or something, alright? Good. ^_^
Hey guys! Hope y'all liked the new chapter to 'Night Things'. ::bows:: Gomen nasai that it took so long to get out. I've been working on my 'Duo's Christmas Vacation Challenge' over the last two months, so I haven't been really working on anything else. The stuff I have been, it's just tiny bits... ANYWHO! ::chuckles winking:: Now I'm free of my Christmas one...
I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and will have a great New Years! ... I'm free to work on my other stories! I've already started working on the second chapter to 'Gundam Shakespearian Style' and thinking on how to continue HTTH... two more chapters that ones finished! ^_^ Anyways... heh Please review and let me know whatcha think on it! Sorry this is a sortta short chapter... the next I'm hoping to make longer. Kinda a mean place to leave off on this one huh? ::chuckles smile-smirking:: Nothing like a little mystery. ^_~ hehe Please review minna and have a happy and safe New Years!! ::waves:: Arigatou!
Ja ne!
Anime Redneck
12-27-02
8:52pm
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Chapter 2
~oOo@oOo@oOo~
"Mmphh" tugging the blanket further up to her chin she sighed in its warmth, snuggling deeper. "Nnhh... stop it!" pulling at it once more in her sleep, feeling it slipping down again by an unseen force that had a time playing with it, as the end floated up and back down out of her reach. There wasn't anyone there though.
~This is fun!... one more...~
"Stop this instant boy!" a males voice stopped the others hands as he raised the soft felt blanket, slowly letting it settle back down resting at the girls throat, electing a happy murmur from her.
Turning around slowly, ready with a come back the said problem makers mouth dropped open, jaw opening and closing, no noise coming forth. ~Man...~ Standing before him was a slender six foot four figure with long silky icy-blue-almost-white hair flowing just inches below his rear, his eyes were flashing a protective frosty blue glare at him.
~Whoa... dude! Who-~
"Leave her alone." The words had a bite in them equal to the glare. "She invited you in here to live with her out of the kindness of her heart, not for you to joke around with her while asleep."
~I uh...~
Voice still soft but firm, the figure floated forward a few, "She's like that because of you, you know." Nodding to the sleeping girl, "Energy loss from showing you those images."
What was he supposed to say to that? Sure, she had shown him some interesting and cool looking things, but he didn't ask for it! He didn't want to hurt anyone. He knew she wasn't hurt, just sleeping off to gather up more energy for the spent stuff last night. But... he sighed, ~Sorry...~
The white-blonde nodded smirking at him, beckoning with a finger for him to follow, "Accepted, now come with me." he turned floating off, "If you're staying here then there's few things that I need to let you know about before she awakes."
That said; the other followed him.
~ * ~
Mhmmm... so soft... warm... shifting around trying to get the lump under her back to disappear the girl on the couch finally turned to her side, content with the feel of thick, soft cotton cushions beneath her. Ohhh what a night it was! Snuggling deeper into the warm cocoon she wondered why she was doing this again? How'd she get caught up into this 'job' again? She couldn't seem to remember. Not that she didn't like it... Oh noo... it was a great job really... once you got over the, strangeness, of it.
You got to meet new people, learn new things from different situations... usually it was done for free, so it didn't bring anything in unless the client was the overly kind type and refused to take 'no' as an answer when they offered money for her services. heh She just couldn't bring herself to do it. After all it was a job that she liked to do, and was more then happy to continue helping people out not matter what road it may take.
Mmm... she should probably get up now, she knew, had to be around noon already... the suns light trying to break through her cocooned shelter. Hmm... but maybe it was later then noon? The light heating her face was warmer then that... or was that because the blanket was so thick?
Aw didn't matter... so warm... she should probably get up though... At least, that's what her mind kept saying, her body wasn't responding to the suggestion though, refusing to leave that warmth spun around her small form.
The night had been so short lived; yet, it felt like she had pulled an all-nighter. Body had ached everywhere... her energy almost completely drained... she really should have given Shiro that much... didn't take nearly as much, usually, but she had been... so caught up in the moment, trying to help that poor soul. She couldn't leave him like that, so in doing so she didn't think on how much to give. The result... leaving her a walking zombie. Next time she'd remember not to do that.
She really should get up now- wait. Nose twitching as she sniffed the air... was that... bacon and eggs... with biscuits? Mmmm munchies! "Time to get up!" giggling trying to untangle the blue-black blanket from her being she stood, hoping it'd fall off when the second attack didn't work on it. No such luck. She gave a startled squeal as the blanket tightened around her legs, tripping her.
"Oomph... nugghh... damnit..." kicking legs furiously the offending square of cloth fluttered to the floor innocently, mocking her. Glaring she stood stretching. "Mmm food..." stopping in mid step, a smell hitting her nostrils she tried placing the sent, causing her nose to wrinkle up. "Eww first... a bath..." Obviously walking in the mist, in the middle of a hay field, didn't leave a pretty scent.
Scampering up the grand stairs hanging a sharp right, four dorrs down she entered her room quietly shutting the door behind herself. Discarding her dirty scented clothing, grabbed new ones making way for restroom closing that door she placed her new clothing on the counter there leaning over turning the water on to warm, once it was at the liked temperature she slipped in. Almost a half hour later she forced herself from the calming rivers of clear liquid, after all brunch was downstairs! Drying and clothing she fixed her hair before bouncing down stairs closest to the kitchen.
Hopping off the last few steps her nose picked up the sent of food again. "Smells good!" giggling she took off after it, pausing shortly when the other sounds reached her ears. Was that talking? Who could be here without her knowing of it? Well... guess the real question was, who would be able to get into the house without her letting them in? Surely someone would freak out if Shiro let them in. Giggling at that a wide smile broke her rosy lips. Yes, a door opening by itself would make anyone run... only the curious would stay to find out 'how' it happened. Shrugging she entered the kitchen taking a seat at the island there.
Yawn, "Mornin' Shiro!" Goddess she was still tired though.
"Good morning Mistress... I trust you slept well?" Came the deep velvety reply from her ghostly friend as a plate of food started to float over to her. She swore she heard his smile and something else through those few words.
"Hm... yep, I did." smiling she accepted the food as it was placed down, not a minute before a mug started floating over to her. Not questioning it, or finding it different in any way she started eating. It was a normal morning after all. The next occurrence that snapped her from her food induced happy land, was witnessing the tea kettle float from one side of the room to the stove at the same time her box of cinnamon tea floated over from the *other* side of the room.
Fork stopping halfway towards her face, "Wha..." glancing between the two places in confusion she tried working her mind in order to figure it out. Damn sleep! She wasn't a normal morning person, not at all, the sleep still lingering in her mind refused to let her focus on anything of that type - that took real focus.
One thing she was certain of though...
A ghost in no way possible was able to move things from one side of the room while simultaneously moving something from the other side of the room. While they were ghost, dead in everyway but spirit - because it was ever living - normal human laws bound a ghost. A human - unless they possessed telekinetic abilities - could not move two things from two separate positions without physically being there to do so. A ghost, likewise, could not as well.
So... either Shiro had surpassed and broke that eternal law... *or* she had another spiritual visitor. Arching a brow in question she glanced to where the teakettle was, Shiro's faint spirit aura blinking every now and then from there. "Erm, Shiro?"
That almost knowing smile she could hear in his voice again, "Yes Mistress?" was starting to get a bit annoying.
"Care to share?" she knew there was another ghost in the house, could feel it. His voice helped confirm it.
"Sure, just one second, the tea will be ready in a few more seconds." Light chuckle, "Honestly Mistress... such a impatient one you are."
"Ohhh Shiiirooo..." hefting her roll in her right hand. She'd throw it at him if it'd do any good. But alas, it'd just go right through him and land on the floor. Such a waist of perfectly good food; she couldn't do that. "Spill chico."
"Well if you must insist..."
"Maybe I should go?"
*Shiro shook his head, "No, no, it's perfectly alright."
She blinked, sapphire blue eyes reflecting confusion and slight shock. "Who...?"
Shiro's voice was toned in mock shock, "You mean you don't remember our guest from last night!? Really Mistress!"
"Shiro..."
"Yes?" Innocent now, closer to her right.
Turning that direction slightly, fork back in motion, "Baka ne, quiet." Airy, rich chuckles rippled the still air somewhere to the front of the two. "So what's your name friend?"
"Umm... er... Kuroi." The voice, a tenor, replied almost quickly, as if he wasn't really sure what to tell them, his real name or an alias 'til he knew them better. It made her giggle. What could they possible do to a ghost? She certainly couldn't touch him. Might be able to ward him, but that was about it on her level. There were others, like her, that were more powerful or knowing in their special abilities that let them be able to focus all their energies to one focal point, being able to reach out and touch a spirit that way. It fascinated her, yet scared her, to be able to do such a thing... almost seemed wrong... somehow.
Tipping her head in his voiced direction she smiled, "Pleased to meet ya Kuroi! Welcome to my humble abode."
"Thanks!" brightness flashed by the tables side.
"She's lying, she's not humble, she's a slave driver and ep-!"
Sending a mock glare, smirking none to kindly, the blonde haired angel arched a brow, hand moving into her checkered shirts pocket retrieving a slip of paper. "What was that, dear Shiro?" holding it threateningly towards him; her other hand still working to deliver food from plate to mouth devouring it within' minutes.
"heh Nothing. Nothing at all."
"Uh-huh... that's what I thought" slipping the paper back into its spot she put the fork down, food now nonexistent, took a appreciative sip of her tea. "Mmm... good as ever! Who made it?"
The tenor voice, Kuroi, seemed to beam happily, "I DID!" the grin in that twinkling voice was loud and clear. She could imagine Shiro rolling his eyes at the other.
"Arigatou, it's very good." Another tip of her head, "So why don't ya tell me something about yourself... anything you remember?" voice soft, like a passing breeze... she didn't want to force anything from him, make him back away from her. Some spirits don't remember much, some nothing at all. Others only remembered what they knew from the point of 'becoming' to the present day. Didn't matter to her, she just wanted something to go on, something that hinted to what she should expect from this newcomer.
If he couldn't remember much, no problem, she had other ways of getting the information.
"Umm... well..." Kuroi tried thinking, "I think I'm eighteen... don't remember where I'm from... kinda sucks heh... ahh I loved chicken! Loved trucks... hmm... umm... whatcha wanna know?"
A smile, "If that's all you remember, it's alright, I can try looking something up on you." She didn't elaborate on 'how' she was going to look something up on him. Especially if that name, 'Kuroi' which meant 'Black', was a fake name.
"What's you name babe?"
Question catching her off guard, the 'babe' making her chock on her tea she stared at him, err, towards him. "herm... uh... Usagi... Tsukino Usagi..."
Shiro snickered; her plate and cup bobbing back to the sink for washing later.
Eyeing her kitchenware Usagi shook her head; Shiro was a goober without hope of being helped. Giggles escaped rose lips as she stood to stretch once more. "Eermm... so! What should we do today...? Or, should I do today ne?"
"Hai."
"I donno kinda new to this" Kuroi laughed.
Thinking washing the dishes would help her think better, the blonde haired blue eyed girl slowly made her way over, letting her mind take over while thinking of things she could do, and things she needed to do. Seeing which outweighed the other.
Eventually, the 'needed to do' list won over things she's much rather do; they were funer! Ah but she knew the two on the front of her mind were most important to get done. Washing her hands, drying them on the hanging towel she turned facing where two distinctive energies stood side by side. "I think it's time to go for a little walk. Have someone I need to be seeing today."
Shiro nodded knowingly, making little - for he was younger then Shiro was - Kuroi curious as to where and who they were going to go see.
Bouncing on her toes trying to hold back a yawn, giving energy was exhausting! Usagi walked into the living room, snatched the blanket off the floor, folded and put it away before going to the front door slipping into her black and blue sneakers. Shouldering into her denim 'GW' jacket, snagging keys from the hook by the door she walked through, holding it open a little longer the necessary for her two invisible companions. Hey, they might be able to walk through anything, that's not warded, but she had manners.
Quietly, with little chatter, the three - seemingly only one - made their way down Fortitude St. turning left at Oak and heading straight 'til they reached Cliffs Shore. There, they stopped in font of a massive wall, looking at one of many steps.
~oOo@oOo@oOo~ * ~oOo@oOo@oOo~ * ~oOo@oOo@oOo~ * ~oOo@oOo@oOo~ * ~oOo@oOo@oOo~
* 'Shiro shook his head' ...Alrighty people, little explaining to do. When I have anything with Shiro, or the other Ghost/Spirit in the house (or else where) where it's telling of their motions... IE. Shaking their heads, smiling... etc... it's the other Ghost/Spirit that's seeing it, Not Usagi. Not unless I say something like 'she could see his foggy outline shake his head'... or something, alright? Good. ^_^
Hey guys! Hope y'all liked the new chapter to 'Night Things'. ::bows:: Gomen nasai that it took so long to get out. I've been working on my 'Duo's Christmas Vacation Challenge' over the last two months, so I haven't been really working on anything else. The stuff I have been, it's just tiny bits... ANYWHO! ::chuckles winking:: Now I'm free of my Christmas one...
I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and will have a great New Years! ... I'm free to work on my other stories! I've already started working on the second chapter to 'Gundam Shakespearian Style' and thinking on how to continue HTTH... two more chapters that ones finished! ^_^ Anyways... heh Please review and let me know whatcha think on it! Sorry this is a sortta short chapter... the next I'm hoping to make longer. Kinda a mean place to leave off on this one huh? ::chuckles smile-smirking:: Nothing like a little mystery. ^_~ hehe Please review minna and have a happy and safe New Years!! ::waves:: Arigatou!
Ja ne!
Anime Redneck
12-27-02
8:52pm
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