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Continuation!

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Dark tapped his fingers impatiently on the wheel. He had rushed to take the driver's seat, after assessing that each family member was unable to drive due to one medical condition or the other. However, he had a job to finish and he was determined to do it.

He hummed a little and was starting to enjoy the silence when Emiko-san shrieked and pointed out of the window, successfully blasting everyone's eardrum to near deafness.

'There it is!' she screamed. 'The building! The mansion! The-'

'Yes dear we know what it is...' Kosuke replied trying to restrain his over-excited wife. 'Turn in, Dark.'

Dark rolled his eyes. Finally someone was acting serious around here, unlike Towa-chan who was chewing bubblegum, having discovered that it existed and popping it all over the place and giggling madly.

'Shut up Towa-chan.'

'Pop.'

'Never mind.'

Dark braked and turned the engine off. Stepping out of the car, he tossed the keys to Kosuke and stared up at the huge mansion. It loomed over him, with its resident bats screeching and flying about around the rooftop. The entrance was guarded by two huge granite dogs, which growled at every visitor and set the general mood to an all new low. Stepping on the few concrete steps up to the entrance, dark knocked on the heavy oak doors firmly.

Nothing happened.

He knocked again.

Still, nothing happened.

'Err, Dark? This house's abandoned you know...' Daisuke whispered.

'Oh. Right. Sorry,' Dark grinned. 'Back to Daisuke now.'

Daisuke's signature red hair emerged as Dark retreated back to the safety of the back of Daisuke's mind.

Kosuke clapped his hands.

'Right, everyone let's scout around and set the traps. Daisuke, go away. We'll call you in a few hours,' he snapped, tossing Daisuke a handphone, which was a rather bad idea, judging from the scenario, but they weren't to know that now were they...

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Satoshi was tapping his fingers on the window ledge as the huge woman continued sleeping and drooling all over him. Finally, he was about the give her a piece of his mind when the woman's hand moved and she retreated back to her seat and snored on.

'I need a new shirt.'

'I need a new master.'

'You do not need a new master. I shudder to think of what the world would become if you were released into it.'

'Why? If I get released into the world, all it'll become is a little darker and gloomier and there'll be more mines and mad kittens and green bottles!'

'That's why.'

'Aawww!!'

Looking out of the window he noticed, rather far off, a car rambling on in a hap hazardous way. The colour of the car was strikingly familiar and it was a while before he remembered that as the car which massacred half of Japan before it turned off to the rural areas.

He also remembered that it was the Niwa's car.

Staring at the vehicle intently, he was at least assured that they were traveling in the same direction as the train. The car ride looked a lot rougher than the train though, with its passengers occasionally coming out to yell at each other about something.

Satoshi shrugged and turned back to face the front which culminated in an exciting view of the back of the chair in front of him.

'Great.'

'Hey! I know, I'm going to sing the green bottles song again! Do you remember where I stopped?'

'The number 126th,' deadpanned Satoshi.

'Excellent! 126 green bottles of whisky! Hanging on the wall! 126 bottles of whisky! Hanging on the wall! When one green bottle of whisky, had gotten another green bottle pregnant, the pregnant green bottle pushed him off the wall!'

'Wow. that's a new one.'

'I got imaginative. They're gonna get really downright dirty.'

'Really. How.'

'Like how the next green bottle of whisky is going to drink the OTHER green bottle of whisky! And for that, he doesn't count as a green bottle of whisky anymore is will be released from the eternal hell of green whisky bottles!'

'Sometimes Krad,' smiled Satoshi, 'You're pretty accurate, in an evil sort of way.'

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Daisuke trotted off into the huge mansion's gardens where they had passed along the way. Examining his handphone, he was glad he memorized the Harada residence's number. Casually, he pressed the digits on the handphone and placed the phone to his ear.

'Hello?'

'Hello, Risa-san please.'

'Please hold on for a moment.'

Dark jerked up in Daisuke's head. 'Risa? You're speaking to her? She's with me you goofball.'

'Shut up Dark.'

'Not that I want her of course, she's just one of the many girls that fall for my manly charms.'

'Hello? Niwa-kun?'

'Ahhh hi Risa-san! I'm quite free right now... so I was wondering... could we just talk for now...'

Off the phone he could hear Riku's voice. 'Risa? Put down the phone you idiot, we're going out soon!'

'Hey Niwa-kun, you heard Riku, I've got to go off right now... we're going off to some place that Grandpa Tsuba(is that his name?) bringing us...'

'Oh, oh okay, Risa-san... bye...'

'Sorry Niwa-kun! Bye!' The conversation ended here but as Risa held on to the phone; he could hear her answer her sister, 'Alright already! I'm coming! If you didn't tell me that Dark-san-'

The phone clicked, signaling the end. Dark, who had been dozing off in Daisuke's head jumped up again.

'Dark? Did I hear my name? What is she doing pronouncing it?'

'Dark, chill.'

'Hmmm... that sound suspicious.'

'Leave it, Dark. It's nothing.'

'Oh well. It's your life after all...'

Daisuke thought a while before calling Saehara's home, to pass the time.

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The train had finally wheezed to a stop at the Obyaka station when Krad was at his 42th bottle. Krad had been quite disappointed that he had been unable to finish his song, and repeated warnings from Satoshi were wearing him down. Therefore he had decided that a nap was required and had switched off mentally immediately after the statement, giving Satoshi some well deserved silence.

Now it was time for the serious business to begin.

Once out of the rundown station, Satoshi had tried hailing a cab, before finding out that there were no cabs and that he had to walk.

He had taken a couple of deep breaths here, to prevent himself from screaming in anger and waking up Krad, who was sleeping like a baby.

He stood by the station for quite a while, as he thought. About forty five minutes to be exact, as he kept looking at his watch. Finally getting a brainwave, he slouched sullenly into a bicycle store, ignoring the couple of girls' remarks about how cool-looking he was in his glasses, and was about to glare down the shopkeeper when he was stopped by a voice.

'I AWAKE!!!'

'Oh damn.'

As he felt Krad stirring in his head, Satoshi took the nearest bicycle that looked in good condition to him and paid the man in record time, leaving the store just as Krad said, 'Good morning Charlie!'

Satoshi blinked, wheeling the bicycle to the edge of the town around the station.

'I am not Charlie.'

'You are and if you're not, you will be. From now on, your name will be Charlie!'

'Why.'

'It fits the bill.'

'Why Charlie? it could be good morning America for all I care, why Charlie?'

'I like Charlie. It sounds right too.'

'Right.'

'I DON'T CARE! I WANT THE NAME CHARLIE AND IT SHALL BE CHARLIE! DO NOT QUESTION THE ONE, KRAD!!'

Satoshi knew better than to argue with a grumpy Krad.

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