Nexus Necromancies: Hello peeps, I'm back after...woah that's a long time not to update. I was convinced to get off my ass and keep writing for this story by my newest reviewer:
Rose Kitsune.EXE- In response to you're review...well there might be a bit of lemony goodness in this if I get enough reviews...but only IF I get enough.
Metal Sonic: Great, that means I have to help him...damn it all!
Dain: Let me guess...I have to do the disclaimer again?
Nexus Necromancies: Yes or I'll force you to read the chapter with the lemon over and over again.
Dain: O.O- Nexus Necromancies Does not own Boktai, Kingdom hearts or anything else.
A/N-Finished.
Chapter 3- Fate is a pain in the rear
Dawn broke over San Miguel, which found a certain pair in their beds cuddling one another. Before those of you with dirty minds start to wolf-whistle, nothing happened last night. Django's head was still hurting too badly for anything other than cuddling.
Things started as normal. Django waking first, untangling himself from Sabata's arms and getting out of the bed, his scarf and shirt hanging on a coat-rack by the door. Sabata was dead to the world, the dark boy wasn't a 'morning person' and normally took it upon himself to chase anyone who awakened him before long past 11am all over San Miguel with the Gun del Hel.
Django left his brother in the bed, heading downstairs, yawning as he entered the bar area which Zazie had chosen to keep when remodling the old inn. Django was smart enough not to question her actions since the girl had a short fuse for anyone who asked about her personal life.
Speaking of Zazie, she was currently face-down on the counter, sitting on a stool with a few small glasses on either side of her head.
Django sighed, sweatdropping. 'Not again...I know she's old enough to do this but she needs to lay off the drink.' He gathered up the glasses, moving them to minimum safe distance from the sunflower girl, when she came out of this she would have a hangover and with Zazie, those meant tossing things at anyone who spoke to her.
About an hour later, that prediction came true, Zazie came out of her liquor induced nap and started raving about her headache and threatening Django with her staff. Needless to say, the solar boy beat a hasty retreat.
The city of the sun was slowly getting back to normal after what had happened. The mall was no longer the only safe place, many of the houses were now repaired and being lived in, sadly the man from the house of time had yet to recover his memory but he did his best, living for the future rather than dwelling on the past.
Django's first stop was the warehouse, no-one was there today but Django still had the key to his own personal storage locked. Inside were assorted weapons and armour, his three most prized items holding choice places. The Gun del Sol, the Astro sword and the MegaBuster. Django's hands ran over the strange, blue metal of the gun, memories of one of his closest friend's filling his mind. Before everything that had happened with Jormungandr, he had helped to defeat an evil force that had crossed the gap between worlds. Shademan, an evil program that held dark power had attacked his home. Megaman had helped him defeat him.He had met Megaman twice in his life, both times he felt something...deeper than simple friendship towards him, the same thing he felt for Sabata.
He shook his head, clearing it of his thoughts. 'That was a long time ago. I dont think I'll ever see him again anyway, besides, I have Niichan now.'
He left the damp warehouse, the suns ray's growing increasingly stronger as time wore on, after returning to the inn, he found Sabata and Zazie sitting at the bar, many small glasses next to them. Sabata was unaffected but Zazie was wobbling on her stool, eventually passing out again. Django pouted. "Sabata! You know youre not supposed to do that!" The dark boy grinned, finishing off the last glass. "Not my fault she cant hold it." Django decided enough was enough, he hauled Sabata up the stairs, forced him into a cold shower and had him use a dozen breath mints before forcing him to wash every glass, his reason being that Sabata's dark matter gave him immunity to alchohol and he hated the smell of the stuff.
The two boys left the inn, not wanting to be around when Zazie woke up. Their wandering-which incidentally, took them past every store in the Mall-eventually ended at Spiral Tower. Django shuddered when he entered the towers shadow. Something was very wrong.
Sabata felt the same way, nothing visible had changed but there was something more. A malicious presence. "Maybe...we shouldn't be here." Sabata looked to his right, fear was etched onto Django's face. Reluctantly, Sabata agreed. Asking Otenko would be a better idea than charging in without any idea what was happening.
Spiral towers large shadow seemed to have grown, it now stretched out over much of San Miguel.
Nexus Necromancies- I am SO sorry for the lack of updates btw. I have exams and I just had a weeks holiday without my laptop where I write this series, so I couldnt send anything in if I wanted. But Im back, fresh, relaxed and without a writers block. So expect more chapters sometime after May, when my exams are far behind me. Until then, this is Nexus Necromancies, telling you never to fear the dark...just the stuff hiding in it.