Ryotuki leaned against his chair, his arms crossed and a confused look on his face. Fokoro raised an eyebrow at him and set the soda on the table, returning to the counter with a towel over his shoulder. Ryotuki let out a sigh of frustration. He turned to Fokoro who was perched on the counter top, drying another glass. Fokoro seemed to dry glasses when he felt worried or concerned about anything. Ryotuki rolled his eyes and moved his pupils, eyeing the sole survivor of the Moiniyoes with a annoyed look. He shook his head and finally gathered the nerve to ask.

"Something bothering you Fokoro?"

"Maybe, you followed that girl right?"

"Yeah, she doesn't seem that evil, infact, she had a symbol of the Moniyoes on a locket she had."

"...Really?"

"Yup,"

"Don't believe it, I searched the entire city for survivors, not a single one..."

"Maybe she just found the locket them hmm?"

"Probably, maybe she just found it..."

"I just said that..Nevermind..."

Ryotuki shrugged and turned the other way, eyeing the wall. Fokoro shook his head and continued to his glass drying. Ryotuki sighed and looked up at the ceiling. SOmething was bothering him, why couldn't he get Neokie out of his head. It was a weird feeling he had. He stood up and let out a sigh, stretching he walked to the back of the room, opening the door to the room he stayed in.

"Night Fokoro,"

"Night kid, sleep well."

Ryotuki didn't sleep well that night. Sweat rolled down his forehead as he clenched the sheets as his nightmare increased. Monsters teared at his chest, ripping it open, blood dripped onto the ground yet he felt no pain. The monsters had piercing red eyes as still he bleed to death. He breathed hard as in his dream the beasts jumped on him, eating him alive. The only other thing he heard besides his screaming was a voice calling out his name. It was like a sweet lullaby, telling him that nothing bad was actually happening. But the voice faded as he started panicing. He suddenly woke up, the sunlight peeking through the cracked corners of his window.

Sitting upright on his bed he held his head, breathing hard as he tried to understand his dream. A knock came on his door as he stood up.

"Kid? You okay? I heard some screaming... "

"Yeah, I'm fine Fokoro..."

Ryotuki let out a sigh and changed into a clean pair of jeans and a shirt to match. He walked out of the room to find Fokoro messing with the toaster in the next room over. Fokoro eyes the machine carefully as the bread popped out, he caught it in mid air and threw it to Ryotuki who caught it and set it down on the table. He sat down as well and stared blankly ahead, wondering what his dream meant.

Neokie on the other hand, couldn't find the energy in her to sleep. She had spent the whole night thinking, she had almost cried but held her emotions in, bottle up like a knicknack. Neokie held her knees as she sat at the tabel, wondering what was going on with her. "Two months...How can I do that"
She shook her head and buried her face into her knees.

Ryotuki finished breakfast and picked up his knapsack. "See ya later FOkoro..."

"Gonna go see Neokie?"

"What's it to you?"

"Don't get attached to her kid, you never know what she could do later on..."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever.."

Ryotuki slammed the door and began walking towards the building where he had followed Neokie. Little did he know that Fokoro always seemed to be right about what he said...