Holy crap you guys, I'm really sorry for taking so long to update. I've been at my dads for the past while and won't be back until the 17 th, in the meantime I'll just post this crappy short-ass chapter. :S Don't worry I'll be working on this one a lot, I've actually added more to it. :D. Also, I've got another "work in progress" Gungrave fic going. GravexMika one too. :) Heh, yeah Grave is a bit OOC. Eh…. I can't help it, the man needs to talk more. :P (I'll fix it for later chapters.)
Thanks for the reviews too.
Scratching sounds could be heard from behind the door almost instantly after they had knocked, followed by the door cracking open slightly with somebody on the other side staring back at them. "Daniel" Grave said with a nod "open up." Hearing nothing more than a light chuckle, the door shut then opened up again revealing Grave's one true friend in the city. Daniel stood at 6'2, light weight and looked like your average street thug. Baggy cargo pants, white muscle shirt, tattoos and piercings at random places on his body but in reality he was one of the nicest people you could meet.
He had been born into a family of riches but decided to leave that life behind him. So at the young age of fourteen he left his home, taking the money he could with him in hopes of finding someone else to take him in. Not long after he came across an old man, a teacher of Tae Kwon Do.
-This is where I have to cut it off sadly :( .I'm sure you can see a bit of what Daniel is like though. I'll update on the 17th or 18th though people.
-britt
