Guess who's writing again? I haven't died, honest!
Joey: Are you kidding? We've been rejoicing!
Seto: Years free of your ridiculous stories!
Robin: Years?
Raia: points to last update Almost two.
Robin: NoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooooo!!!
Oh well. That just means you are all in for a real treat. Here's a sneak peek at the next thing I'm working on. (Make sure you read Mr. Chaos's fanfics on this site, too. I'm borrowing some characters. )
Unnoticed she was not as Guy's gaze followed her retreating form. However tonight was his night, as his father had reminded him for the last two weeks, and he was required to be cordial, humoring the guest at hand. Though he was more than happy to let his mind wander to far more pleasant things...
Raia slipped through a grove of trees and came upon a secluded gazebo with a front-porch style swing. She sat, the swing giving only minor protest, and let her mind drift.
Geno Roads was a good man, but not so much the most scrupulous one. In fact, Raia reminded herself, he had taught her every vice that she now employed in her life. She had no doubt that he had done the same with his own son. Geno was worldly and womanizing- among other things- and she imagined Guy was much the same way. Without the fond feelings for him as she held for his father to cushion the facts, she took an instant dislike to him. Something about the look in Geno's eyes when he introduced them, however, told her he knew exactly what he was doing.
All right, I'll work with him. Raia sighed with defeat. But I'll be damned if I'm going to be manipulated by any Roads.
A startling punctuation came in the form of two gunshots, followed by the terrified pandemonium of the party guests.