Dislaimer: I AM SO SORRY!!! It's short and I had it on my computer for a long time and didn't post it! ME SO VERY SORRY! But I reassure you, I will try my best to work on another chapter tonight! I would like to give my sincere apologies to Shemai Panthea, I got your e-mail a while ago, but I was on vacation in another state. I promise to incorporate your ideas in my next fic or so, for I agree that Tasuki meeting Uo and Hana would be quite ahem "entertaining". Thanx a bunch, me very much grateful for ye help!

On another note, The animes included in this ficfic are not mine in any way with the exception of that Dataky was my own creation. To not use my jargon, for it is very important to me and makes me feel smrt. Illpalazzo is watching you. -Anste

"So we need…" Dark Shnider surveyed the apartment.

"Beds, food, sheets…" Tasuki slumped onto the floor.

Kyo took out a piece of paper and pen left in near by drawer. "A couch, table, TV, bowls, dishes…"

Darsh gave Kyo a strange look, "TV?"

"I'll show you later."

"So what else do we need?" Tasaki twiddled with the kitchen faucet.

Suddenly, water disgorged from the spout.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" Tasaki whipped out his fan. "ALRIGHT, TRY THAT AGAIN, WHY DON'T YOU, FIEND!"

 Kyo turned off the faucet. "It's a sink for God's sake!"

"Sinking where?"

"It's going to sink the apartment!"

"NO! It's how we get our water! It comes from the town well and you turn these to get it out."

"It's evil I tell you! I don't trust it!" Tasaki glared suspiciously at the sink. "It tried to drown me!"

Darsh gave the orange hair man a cynical look. "Dude, you just got squirted by a little water. It won't kill you." The older man turned to Kyo, "It isn't really that much of a help, the way it's squirt'n like that."

"I think it's broken… I'll ask the owner to fix it…"

"Who is the owner anyways?" Tasaki inquired, looking around at the vacant apartment.

"You called?"

The three of them turned around to face a young woman with dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. "I came up to see you, and welcome you to my humble abode. Having trouble with the sink?" She turned to Tasaki who had one half of his clothes darker with water than the other, sagging slightly.

"Yeah, just maybe." Tasaki's eyes narrowed.

"I'll get Kiara up to fix it."

"Thanks."

"No problem! Don't forget about toiletries," the woman noticed the list Kyo was holding. "It's a real bummer to forget."

"Uhh… thanks." Kyo scribbled down the very vital suggestion.

"Oh, and if you need any help in getting furniture or anything else, I bet I can hook you up. Just ask, 'k?"

"Actually, we're looking for a few beds," Darsh pointed out.

"I think I have an extra one lying around somewhere. Sometimes people leave beds cause they're such a drag to move."

"A couch?"

"Have one that I'm think'n of tossing. Think it'll suite you. If you need a kitchen table, Fluffy got a new one and needs to get rid of the older one."

"Fluffy?"

"Ah, well, that's just the nickname that we picked up. He doesn't really like it, but it suites him."

"Okay…"

"Just give me a buzz if you need anything else."

"Wait, what's your name?"

"Eck, how rude of me! My name's Katya Crasah, sorry 'bout that."

"No problem."

Katya left the three men contemplate their next course of action.