Maron: I had problems with my computer…and I lost everything I had! This didn't help too much with my story writing...well, hopefully, this new chapter will make up for the lost time, somehow...
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"Ch-chiaki..." Maron scrunched up her eyes as she pictured Chiaki's face slowly fading away in the eternal darkness.
"Maron!" A voice called out. "Where are you?"
Suddenly, a hand came out from the black and grabbed her wrist.
Maron opened her eyes and came face to face with Kaitou Takura.
"Hi-hiromi...what are you doing?" Maron stuttered out.
He only grinned as he held onto her, tying her wrists together with a rope.
"As I said before," He finally spoke, "I'm making you a nice present for the Devil! With this, I'm surely going to become the heir to his throne!"
Suddenly, a ray of dim light came in. They were in a room with only one chair, in which someone was sitting in.
Maron began to back away, but was pushed forward by Kaitou Takura, who followed right after her.
"Where are we?" She managed to say.
"Devil-sama." He fell onto his knees and bowed to his master. "I have brought her...the one called Jeanne."
"Kaitou Jeanne, eh? She is very pretty." A hand stretched from the chair and stroked her cheek. "I'll have many uses for her. Meanwhile, be sure to take care of the other visitor we have...he's waiting for you outside."
"Hm?" Takura stood up and walked to the door. "What shall I do with him? Would you like him as well?"
"What exactly is this guy to Jeanne?"
"I believe they are in love." Takura answered.
"In love? What a horrible thing." The Devil grinned, as he came up with a plan. "Make sure he's alive enough to see our marriage."
"MARRIAGE?!" Maron screamed out.
"Hai, Devil-sama." Kaitou Takura left the room, closing the door slowly behind him.
"Yes. Marriage." The Devil replied, to Maron's exclamation. "You may call me Shibuya."
He waved his hand slowly in front of Maron and she lost consciousness. Just as she was about to hit the ground, he caught her with his shadow-like hands.
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"Chiaki, Chiaki, Chiaki..." Takura appeared before Chiaki, shaking his finger. "You shouldn't have come. You'll only find more despair."
"Where is she?" Chiaki stared menacingly at Takura. "Where's Maron?! If you did anything to her-"
"I'm not planning to do anything to her…the Devil might, though." Takura answered.
"Devil?" Chiaki questioned. "What are you talking about?!" His face scrunched up with anger.
"She's soon to be the Devil's bride." Takura smiled. "But, enough about that. I have to bring you to their wedding soon, which should be starting in about..." He glanced up at a clock that was on the wall to his left, "20 minutes."
As Chiaki turned to look at the clock, Takura took out a circular object from his coat pocket and threw it on the ground. Smoke began filling up the room.
"Nani?!" Chiaki quickly closed his mouth and covered it with the sleeve of his jacket.
"Surprise!" Takura appeared from behind him.
Right as Chiaki turned, Takura punched him and he was knocked onto the ground.
Takura began to walk to where Chiaki was, "Beat me...if you can."
Chiaki began to stand. "I don't care how good you think you are..."
"Oh?" Takura sighed for a minute. "Well, I'm going to be the heir to the Devil's throne and -"
Chiaki sprung from his position and punched Takura in his stomach and jumped over him.
"Like I said...I don't care how good you are...I WILL BEAT YOU!" Chiaki firmly told Takura. "I will save Maron!" His right hand clenched up into a fist.
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Maron: Yo! Another cliffhanger, isn't it? Sorry bout that, but I just had to leave it there.
Who will win? Chiaki or Takura? And will Maron be forced to marry Shibuya?
Until next time! Please review and tell me how my story's going! This story is gonna be done soon, I think.
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"Ch-chiaki..." Maron scrunched up her eyes as she pictured Chiaki's face slowly fading away in the eternal darkness.
"Maron!" A voice called out. "Where are you?"
Suddenly, a hand came out from the black and grabbed her wrist.
Maron opened her eyes and came face to face with Kaitou Takura.
"Hi-hiromi...what are you doing?" Maron stuttered out.
He only grinned as he held onto her, tying her wrists together with a rope.
"As I said before," He finally spoke, "I'm making you a nice present for the Devil! With this, I'm surely going to become the heir to his throne!"
Suddenly, a ray of dim light came in. They were in a room with only one chair, in which someone was sitting in.
Maron began to back away, but was pushed forward by Kaitou Takura, who followed right after her.
"Where are we?" She managed to say.
"Devil-sama." He fell onto his knees and bowed to his master. "I have brought her...the one called Jeanne."
"Kaitou Jeanne, eh? She is very pretty." A hand stretched from the chair and stroked her cheek. "I'll have many uses for her. Meanwhile, be sure to take care of the other visitor we have...he's waiting for you outside."
"Hm?" Takura stood up and walked to the door. "What shall I do with him? Would you like him as well?"
"What exactly is this guy to Jeanne?"
"I believe they are in love." Takura answered.
"In love? What a horrible thing." The Devil grinned, as he came up with a plan. "Make sure he's alive enough to see our marriage."
"MARRIAGE?!" Maron screamed out.
"Hai, Devil-sama." Kaitou Takura left the room, closing the door slowly behind him.
"Yes. Marriage." The Devil replied, to Maron's exclamation. "You may call me Shibuya."
He waved his hand slowly in front of Maron and she lost consciousness. Just as she was about to hit the ground, he caught her with his shadow-like hands.
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"Chiaki, Chiaki, Chiaki..." Takura appeared before Chiaki, shaking his finger. "You shouldn't have come. You'll only find more despair."
"Where is she?" Chiaki stared menacingly at Takura. "Where's Maron?! If you did anything to her-"
"I'm not planning to do anything to her…the Devil might, though." Takura answered.
"Devil?" Chiaki questioned. "What are you talking about?!" His face scrunched up with anger.
"She's soon to be the Devil's bride." Takura smiled. "But, enough about that. I have to bring you to their wedding soon, which should be starting in about..." He glanced up at a clock that was on the wall to his left, "20 minutes."
As Chiaki turned to look at the clock, Takura took out a circular object from his coat pocket and threw it on the ground. Smoke began filling up the room.
"Nani?!" Chiaki quickly closed his mouth and covered it with the sleeve of his jacket.
"Surprise!" Takura appeared from behind him.
Right as Chiaki turned, Takura punched him and he was knocked onto the ground.
Takura began to walk to where Chiaki was, "Beat me...if you can."
Chiaki began to stand. "I don't care how good you think you are..."
"Oh?" Takura sighed for a minute. "Well, I'm going to be the heir to the Devil's throne and -"
Chiaki sprung from his position and punched Takura in his stomach and jumped over him.
"Like I said...I don't care how good you are...I WILL BEAT YOU!" Chiaki firmly told Takura. "I will save Maron!" His right hand clenched up into a fist.
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Maron: Yo! Another cliffhanger, isn't it? Sorry bout that, but I just had to leave it there.
Who will win? Chiaki or Takura? And will Maron be forced to marry Shibuya?
Until next time! Please review and tell me how my story's going! This story is gonna be done soon, I think.