Chapter 31: The Reaper: Act Two

5:21 P.M Day Twelve

Spookyland

Pizzeria

"Hm, big surprise… we didn't find shit... Unless you count those!" Becky gestured at the Kuma hat still resting on Annabelle's head.

"Yeah, well, that's just how it is. Anything really worth knowin' is still probably hidden out there, but maybe someone here actually stumbled onto something," Lachlan said with a smirk towards the doll.

Tomoko sighed and laced her hands in her lap. "Beyond the disconcerting animatronics, this seems like a fairly normal pizzeria to me. Dolly and Annabelle spent most of the day just playing in the arcade."

"They've been getting use out of that damned graveyard. It's filled with all the victims of the coaster. We didn't search every tombstone, but I assume everyone else who died is there, too," Kaizoku explained as he rubbed his tattooed arm.

Laris eyed the Sailor and gave a somber nod. "The fiends couldn't even be bothered to mark the gravestones. I'm just surprised they buried the dead in the first place."

"After seeing Saishikuma, I'm not sure if there's a logical answer for anything happening here," Tiana mused. "Haruto and I searched the entirety of the wax museum. All we found were galleries filled with strange wax statues, as well as a waxing machine in the back. It resembled a small factory, and I'm not sure if it was done that way to make it seem creepy or for another reason entirely."

"We can never be too careful around here," Haruto said while glancing at the animatronics. "We may all want to give it a closer look at some point. It could be hiding some sort of secret."

"If you're looking for some sort of secret, I'd bet money some shit is hidden in that damn mansion. Shi told me the place is a one-to-one recreation of her home. How screwed up is that?" Naruhiko threw his legs up on the table.

Annabelle's eyes widened as she sat up slightly. "W-Wait a second! Some creeper really rebuilt your house for some crazy attraction? Yeah, there's no way that's just a prank. Did you find anything?"

Shiho frowned. "Even my room was a perfect match. I had a family picture… It's identical to one I had back in my room," she said as she set the small, framed picture onto the table. "Though, according to Naru, a sign warned that the mansion gets scarier at night. We didn't know what that meant, but didn't want to tempt fate."

Now Lachlan's eyes were the ones lighting up. "'Scarier at night, huh? That's just begging to be checked out. Sounds like you lot had a more interesting time than I did. Chloe and Seikatsu just had to wear nearly every damn costume in that place."

"Don't exaggerate, darling. I think we went rather easy on you. I have good news for you, Tomoko. Your boy here has excellent taste in lingerie. You should let him dress you, or perhaps undress you, at some point," Chloe suggested with a playful smirk.

"Tch, as if I would let this idiot lay a hand on me," Tomoko snapped. She averted her gaze to hide a blush that had reached her face. "L-Let's just get this over with. Is there anything else worth adding?"

"Aww, go easy on poor Lach. He had to deal with the unbearable torture of having two hotties model for him!" Seikatsu exclaimed. She briefly paused to have a fit of laughter. "But seriously, the lengths Chloe will go to tease people is inspiring!"

Laris uncomfortably shifted in her seat. "...I can attest to that statement. For the moment, though, we should try to remain on task. I'm assuming no one else has any other insights to offer?" she asked while gazing around the table.

A few seconds of silence elapsed before it was broken by Tiana, who timidly raised her hand. "I-I don't have anything pertaining to the investigation, but if no one else has anything else… Haruto and I… well, we have plans this evening."

"LIKE A DATE?!" Annabelle squeaked as she bolted to her feet with an excited grin. "Did you finally tell her you wanna make kissy faces with her, Uncle?" She stared at the Parental Figure, expecting an answer.

Haruto recoiled in response to the outburst. "W-W-W-We're going to ride in Waterworld's Tunnel of Love." It took him a minute to recompose himself. "We're not sure what we're going to do there, but we're hoping we have a fun time," he said before smiling at Tiana.

"Take a breath, Haru. Otherwise, you'll short circuit like Shi did just after she hooked up with Zoku and me," Naruhiko said as he patted the Parental Figure on the back.

"N-N-Naru!" Shiho half shrieked and felt her face turn a magenta color. Then she promptly buried her face into her hands. "D-Did you have to make it sound so weird? It makes us sound like a bunch of degenerates," she mumbled.

"Honestly, I'm surprised it took him this long to joke about it in front of everyone. Besides, I'm sure he could have used more colorful language, instead," the Sailor muttered.

"Well, it looks like most of us are pink-faced now... Myself included." Haruto fumbled out his words while his head was facing the ground. "Is there anything else to discuss?"

Seikatsu breathed a sigh of relief and gently placed her hand over her heart. "It's so sweet to see young love blossoming amongst this awful game."

"Indeed it is, but I think I should haul Haruto off before he has an anxiety attack. There's no way I'm letting him wear something like that on a date," Chloe said as she pushed back her chair to stand up.

"Oh, I wanna help too!" Annabelle exclaimed with stars in her eyes. "Come on, Auntie! Let's get you glammed up for your big date! Please let me help you get ready!" she begged as she gave Tiana a puppy-eyed look.

The Dominatrix brushed aside the nerves in her stomach. "You know I can't say no when you're so excited, Anna. Haruto, I'll see you at the entrance to Waterworld at 7:30, alright?" she suggested as she offered a fond smile at the blue haired boy.

"Sure thing," he said while Chloe grabbed his arm. "I'll see you later."

The Fashion Designer offered a smirk. "Prepare to be dazzled, Tiana. I promise you nothing short of brilliance."

6:08 P.M Day Twelve

Resort District

Fifth Floor (Room 503)

The Ultimate Fashion Designer rested a hand on her hip as she glanced between Haruto and the full length mirror. "Alright then, chop chop now. I need to see what I'm working with, and we don't have a lot of time. Strip down to your boxers so I can do the necessary measurements."

"S-S-Strip... right. Okay." He quickly but carefully removed everything except his boxers. The scars covering his arms were in full view.

Chloe's gaze swept over them, but she said nothing. Instead, she stepped forward with a measuring tape. "You must be fully committed. I didn't expect you to shuck off your clothes without a fuss. That's a good sign in your favor," she mused as she wrapped the tape around his waist. "I'm going to go with something that covers your arms. I don't know the story behind it, and that might be the case for your date, too… I'd rather not spoil the evening with something that appears quite traumatic."

"Thank you very much, Chloe." Haruto briefly glanced at his arms, and then closed his eyes. "Sometime later, I want to gather everyone and tell my story. After that, I would encourage you all to do the same. You don't have to if you don't want to, of course. I just think it would help unite us... like an AA meeting, you know?"

"A little group therapy, huh?" The girl lifted his limbs and performed more measurements. "I've heard worse ideas. Of course, not everyone is as open to such things. That said, after what we've been through, perhaps even those holdouts could come around. Solidarity is something we all need to maintain," Chloe said as she felt a smirk grace her lips. "For what's it's worth, I'm glad to see you finally opening up to Tiana. Is this the first date you've ever been on?"

"Yes, it is." He opened his eyes and watched Chloe. "Until recently, I haven't been... comfortable... around women my age."

Chloe offered a thoughtful smile and took another measurement before stepping back. "There's nothing to be nervous about. The more you ponder and worry, the more likely you are to sabotage yourself. I suggest you let instincts take over for a change," she mused before reaching out and lightly tapping the boy's forehead with her index finger. "I believe you sometimes let your insecurities and brain get the best of you. Just let yourself savor the moment, alright? And make sure you sneak some flowers out of the courtyard before your date. I'm sure Tiana will be happy either way, but small gestures mean everything in a relationship."

"Savor the moment," he said under his breath. He then faced Chloe and spoke to her with a relaxed smile. "So I just need to speak from the heart. I can do that."

The buxom beauty offered him a wink in response. "I'm sure you'll do splendidly. It doesn't hurt that your date is clearly head over heels for you." She chuckled lightly before crossing the room to rummage through the supplies in her closet. She kept the door open, allowing her voice to ring out. "You're free to get dressed. As handsome as you are, I'm not sure she would approve of you standing there any longer than necessary."

"Right, I should do that." He grabbed his clothes and proceeded to put them on. "I can't thank you enough. Everything you've said and done has been really helpful," he said while getting his arms through his sleeves.

"Well, I won't say I'm entirely selfless. I just want to see something positive for a change, considering all the heartache we've been through," the Designer admitted. She then emerged from her closet with a series of suits. "You know, with all this lovey dovey talk… I might also have to capitalize on a moment of peace," she mused as she delicately set out the suits.

"Go for it!" he said passionately, before putting his hand to his mouth. His face flushed in embarrassment at his own outburst. "You and Laris both deserve a wonderful evening."

Chloe offered the boy a cheeky grin as she held up one of the suits. "Oh, I like this new side of you, Haruto. I think I might just follow that advice. However, we still have a job to do. I need to tame that hair of yours, but first, let's start with trying this suit on, shall we?"

6:37 P.M Day Twelve

Resort District

Fourth Floor (Room 404)

The Ultimate Dominatrix paced back and forth across her room, anxiously chewing her thumb in the process. A series of dresses lay draped over her bed. She was only garbed in a series of tasteful, yet sexy, white lingerie that hugged her voluptuous frame. "What if this is all wrong? What if he thinks they're tacky or too revealing? ...What if they're not revealing enough and he thinks I look ridiculous?"

Annabelle pursed her lips. It was almost funny, seeing her fret over details like that, but the little investigator cared too much about her to laugh or mock her. Instead, she cleared her throat and asked, "Do you really think Haruto is going to be that judgy-judgmental of you? You're his date, not his daughter. He's going to love what you wear, even if it were..."

The prodigy glanced at what Tiana was currently wearing and smirked a bit. "Well, you could show up like that. Hehe! My cool mom did that once at home for my sweet mom, though that was when I was still a little ignorant of why, so I-"

Tiana stopped mid-stride, glancing over at the seated child before resting a hand on her hip. "Annabelle, if I did that to poor Haru, I think he might pass out on me. He's really starting to open up to me. The last thing I want to do is scare him."

The prodigy pursed her lips again as she pondered this. "Women in their underwear are scary now?" Confusion was clear in her eyes and tone. "I can think of a few things that are a bit more scary, even without using any of our current circumstances."

She then shrugged and smiled at Tiana. "If you want my opinion, you're going on a date when being held hostage in a very scary, dangerous place. You want to take his mind off of the danger and the scares, like you all do with me every day. Wear something," the little girl giggled impishly and said the next word with pizzazz, "sexy!"

"This isn't your first time as a consultant, is it?" Tiana smirked as she picked up two dresses: a sleek black one and a lovely light-blue number. Both were fairly low-cut, but still classy. "I'm thinking the blue one. It might match my eyes better. I mean, I wear plenty of black in my spare time, anyways," she chuckled to herself.

Seeing the light blue dress triggered the horrible memory of Mizukuma visiting her bedroom at night. His words, his warning, his suffering... The mere thoughts - the ones she wanted to repress - made her shiver. Annabelle sighed as she said, "Um, I know the blue is nice and all, but... black looks so darn good on you. The color contrast is so lovely, especially with your hair!"

She then grinned, hoping her fear hadn't been evident. "Plus, it's like something my cool mom said! And that was... oh wait, she said to never, ever repeat that. Sorry."

The Ultimate Dominatrix eyed the girl curiously, but then a tiny smile spread across her face. "The black one, huh? Well, you've never steered me wrong before, Anna. Black it is, then." She picked up the dress and fondly looked it over. "Anna, I just want you to know that I'm sorry if we tend to baby you sometimes. I know it's something else for Haruto, but I grew up looking after my younger brother. Sometimes, it's hard for me to shut off that part of my brain. The part that wants to protect and sometimes smother..."

"I think it's preparation for what'll happen when I get home. After this, I'm certain my moms won't ever let me leave the house. Heck, they might not even let me out of their sight!" Annabelle half-heartedly laughed, but thinking about her mothers left a sad tinge in her heart. She wanted to see them more than anything right now, but she couldn't show that, not after Tiana just talked about babying her.

"I've talked about this with Haruto, and it's okay. I kind of know why you do it, and... heck, maybe it's the reason I'm alive now. So don't fret, and don't be thinking about me! Tonight is the night you and Haruto get to know each other in all the ways you want to!"

Tiana crossed the room before kneeling down in front of the Investigator. "We're alive because of each other, Anna. We've only made it this far by looking out for one another. Still, I just want you to know that I love you," she said as she gently hugged the girl. "Wish me luck, tonight. I've a good feeling about this."

Annabelle hugged her back, letting out a happy little noise. She then stared into Tiana's blue eyes. She squirmed and fidgeted like a child who had something that they wanted to say, but knew they shouldn't. It was an obvious reminder of her age, despite the fact she was getting the most sly look about her.

"I have a good feeling about it too. Maybe." She then blushed and said in her most devious little tone: "You're gonna show him your boobs, eh? Hee hee hee!"

The Dominatrix's face turned serious as she lightly bopped the girl on the head. "You're going to be a handful when you get older. I swear, your brain mainly focuses on three subjects: Cute things, investigations, and breasts. Where in the world did this fixation come from, anyways?"

"Ow," was the future handful's response. After that, she giggled impishly, and said, "I'unno. Just like I dunno why I'm a prodigy. It's just one of those things. What do you want from me? I'm nine!"

With a cute pout, she then giggled again. "Besides, those three subjects are amazing! Now, you need to go be cute for him. Let him investigate you as you investigate him, and also... well, you know!" She clapped excitedly, and added, "Go enjoy yourself! I'll leave a light on for you!" Her last statement sounded like something she had said before, perhaps numerous times, with how comfortably she said it.

Tiana choked back a laugh as she playfully ruffled the girl's hair. "Well I'm not sure our… investigation will go that far tonight. I'll just let things go as they may, but I have to get finished. Why don't you invite Dolly and Seikatsu? You three could do something this evening. I don't like the idea of you sitting in your room and staring at the wallpaper."

Annabelle pursed her lips again, getting the pout out as she contemplated missing out on the date. "Fine... though it's not like it'll be the three of us. More like it'll be the twenty-three of us. I may not have tarot cards like Sei, but I foresee a lot of arguing in my future."

Tiana offered a playful smirk and rose to her feet. "Don't be so glum. You can say that spending time with Sei is always exciting. It's never a dull moment." She chuckled before entering the bathroom with her dress in tow.

Annabelle huffed, and mumbled under her breath after the door closed. "Becky is not cute. She's mean and gets in my face over everything, which I get enough of from the bears. Though Sei has big boobs... maybe she'll..."

The prodigy blinked as she heard herself speak. "Wow... I really do only think of those things. Maybe I need to get a new hobby, or else I'm gonna grow up all pervy and weird... like Uncle Naruhiko! Heehee!"

7:48 P.M Day Twelve

Spookyland

Pizzeria

"Ugh, I'm going to have dreams of this corny music and this creepy-ass place." Tomoko groaned as she stared down at a half-eaten piece of pizza.

Lachlan smirked slightly and eyed the girl next to him. "So what, you just hanging around cause you can't get enough of me?"

The Shogi Player huffed and took a small bite out of the slice. "Who would want to waste time with a loser like you? Maybe I just didn't want to sit alone at the hotel tonight."

"Bahahaha! The two of you together are freaking rich! You're like an old married couple. Maybe you should have gone with Haruto and Tiana," Naruhiko suggested with a wide grin.

"Nah, those boats are pretty small. I'm pretty sure Tomo's ego would have capsized us," the Journalist snarked, earning a baleful look from the girl in question.

The Ultimate Shogi Player rolled her eyes. "You're one to talk. Besides, we could never go on a date. I doubt you could be bothered to wear anything other than that damn jacket."

Lachlan raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with my jacket? I think it looks pretty classy. You're just crazy..."

"Lad, that's never a good thing to call a lady. You're just inviting her ire, now." Kaizoku chuckled lightly as he rested a hand against his chin.

A giggle escaped Shiho, who tilted her head slightly. "I think they both just like pressing each other's buttons. It's how they show each other they care. Them going back and forth is really cute, too."

Almost immediately, both Lachlan and Tomoko stiffened and looked in opposite directions.

The reaction caused Laris to cover her mouth to stifle a laugh. "Shiho, I think you nailed it right on the head. It's just nice to see we can still have these human moments after everything that's happened."

"It's what keeps us going, I think..." the Sailor mused as he gently extended his arms around Naruhiko and Shiho's necks. "We all need a safe port when the storm comes."

A quiet snort escaped Lachlan. "I'm not sure I would describe Tomoko as a safe port. She's more like a maelstro- Owww!" the boy exclaimed when the Shogi Player reached out and painfully pinched his cheek.

"Keep running your mouth and I'll show you the bottom of the ocean, jackass," she said with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Naruhiko nearly fell back in his seat as he let out a raucous laugh. "Oh shit, that's fucking rich! I could watch this shit all night!"

"Naru, be nice! You're embarrassing them like you did me, earlier..." the Runner said before reaching for another slice of pizza.

The Journalist leaned forward slightly. "Not that it's really any of my business, but how did this come about?"

"Lad, some things are best kept secret. Savvy?" Kaizoku suggested with a grin.

Tomoko shrugged. "Wonderful. There are some details I'd rather not be privy to, especially if it involves your personal relationships."

Before anyone else could respond, everyone heard a chiming sound. Laris patted her tunic, retrieved her phone, and then raised the device to her ear. "Chloe?"

After few seconds passed, the Knight nodded with a tiny smile. "As you wish, M'lady. I won't keep you waiting," she said before ending the call.

"Everything alright, Captain?" Kaizoku asked as he regarded Laris.

"Indeed, though I'm afraid must bid you all an early farewell. Suffice it to say, I have plans the rest of the night. I hope you all have a wonderful evening." Laris bowed her head low before swiftly walking towards the exit.

The Runner's brow furrowed. "Gosh. She was in a hurry, wasn't she?"

A grin spread across the Musician's face. "She's about to get laid. Why wouldn't she be?"

"Aye, it seems love is in the air. What say we let dinner settle and go for a swim?" Kaizoku suggested as he looked around the table.

Lachlan shook his head. "I've got plans this evening, so you all go on ahead. I'm gonna stake out that mansion. My gut tells me there's something worth finding."

"Then I also have obligations. You're bound to screw it up if I don't go with you." Tomoko smirked slightly.

Naruhiko scratched at his chin. "Iunno, maybe you two shouldn't mess with it. That sign outside really gave me the creeps. I mean, most of the props were cheap Halloween decorations, but I still wouldn't risk it."

"Naru is right. There's something wrong with that place. Just leave it be," Shiho begged.

"'Fraid I can't do that. If there is something to be found, we'll find it. I'm not about to just sit around and do nothing. I feel like I'm on the verge of cracking this case wide open," Lachlan mused as he rubbed at his chin.

The Sailor raised a brow. "Truly? You really think so, lad?"

The Journalist nodded before offering a sincere smile at the girl seated next to him. "Yeah. Like I said, it's a hunch… but I need evidence to bust this case open. If there is anything to be found, Tomo and I will get to the bottom of it."

8:04 P.M Day Twelve

Waterworld

Tunnel of Love

The small boat slowly coasted through the high-arching tunnel. Violet lights cast a warm glow over the couple that sat together.

Tiana, wearing her sleek black dress, kept glancing furtively at the boy next to her. Her blonde hair was now loose with flowers braided into her golden locks. It fell well past her shoulders. She had been very bashful since the ride began, but her grip on his arm remained constant. She shifted slightly to rest her head on the boy's shoulder. "I wish this ride could last forever. I know that's selfish of me, but being with you like this… I feel like I'm a princess in a fairytale. No one has ever treated me like I deserve this. I haven't ever met anyone like you."

Haruto wore a black, two-piece suit with a purple necktie, and his hair was tied back. He snuck glances at her as well, though he also looked around the tunnel, taking in the scenery. He then rested his head against hers. "I feel the same way, Tia. You're very special to me." His face looked completely tranquil.

A tiny smile pulled at the corners of the girl's lips as she closed her eyes. "Haru, I-I feel safe with you. I don't feel like I have to be in control all the time. I know there's no guarantee either of us will make it out of here, let alone survive tomorrow. I just want you to know that, if tonight were my last one on Earth, I would still be at peace because I'm spending it with the boy I've fallen in love with."

Hearing those words prompted the boy to look behind him. No one was there. He and Tiana were alone. With a sigh of relief, he turned towards her and held her hand. "There's something I want to tell you, too."

Tiana's eyelids fluttered open to stare affectionately, yet nervously, at the boy. Self-consciously, she bit her bottom lip and offered a meek nod in response. "W-Whatever it is, I think I'm ready," she managed in a shaky breath as heat rushed to her cheeks.

Haruto took a steady breath of his own before speaking. "For most of my life, I've never had romantic feelings for anybody. The only love I've ever felt was the platonic kind. It's why I had rejected many confessions from other women before. At one point, I had wondered if I was aromantic... but then I met you." He instinctively put his other hand to his chest. "Being with you... makes my heart beat differently than usual. It's such a strange, new feeling for me, but it's very nice. This must be what romance feels like." He then gave a warm smile and placed his hand over Tiana's, the one he was holding. "Remember when I had said there is someone for everyone? I know this sounds cheesy, but what I'm trying to say here is that you're the one for me."

"I don't think it's cheesy at all. I'd like to believe everyone has a soulmate too. So many people are afraid to open up and be honest with themselves. I-I would be honored to be the one for you," Tiana whispered as she leaned closer so that only a couple of inches separated the couple.

The boy's chest was pounding at this point, but in a good way. "I... I guess it's official, then," he whispered back. He also leaned towards her, to the point that their faces were close to touching. "So I'll say it outright. I'm in love with you, Tiana."

Immediately after saying that, he locked his lips with hers.

Tiana felt her heart racing as the boy's mouth melded against hers in a tender manner. After a moment, she reciprocated the gesture as her free hand began gently caressing the boy's cheek. She teasingly ran a few butterfly kisses along the corner of his mouth before taking a sharp breath. She rested her head against his as she continued to softly stroke his cheek. "Haru, don't you even think about dying, alright? I-I want to do that and a lot more with you," she said as her voice broke into a breathy chuckle.

"I don't plan to. Not anytime soon," he whispered before putting his hand to her cheek. "The same goes for you, okay? I don't want death to even be the last thing on your mind."

"Not a chance. All I want to think about now is a life after this place and spending every moment I can with you." Tiana gently brushed her lips against his once more as the boat continued its sojourn through the tunnel.

The glow of hearts reflected upon the surface of the water. The killing game wasn't over, but in this one moment, it felt like it was a world away.

8:19 P.M Day Twelve

Resort District

Hotel

Fifth Floor (Room 503)

The Ultimate Knight reached out to knock on Chloe's door, only to find it standing ajar. She anxiously pushed it forward before she was immediately greeted with the smell of perfume and flowers. Only the dying rays of sunlight cast a warm glow into the room. "Chloe?" she called out before she reached for the light switch. She was almost immediately struck silent as she saw the Designer sprawled on the bed.

Chloe was only garbed in very risque, lacy black lingerie, which only accentuated her ample curves. "What took you so long, Lari? I thought I would have to start on my own if you were any longer," she purred in a playful tone. Chloe slowly rose from the bed and sauntered towards Laris, who stood rooted to the floor. She then extended an arm past the girl before slamming the door shut. "We won't be requiring an audience."

"C-Chloe, w-what are you doing?" the Knight managed through a series of stammers as her eyes continued to catch glimpses of creamy skin. Her breathing only became more labored as the Femme Fatale stopped in front of her before pressing herself against Laris.

"Oh, my darling… I forgot this is your first time, isn't it?" the Designer purred as she extended a hand to trace the blonde's cheek. "While I was helping Haruto get ready for his date, spending time with you was all I could think of. Although I enjoy being wined and dined as much as the next girl… If tomorrow was our last day, I'd want to do more with you than just hold hands. What do you say, my lovely knight? Will you stay with me this evening?"

Laris bit her lower lip as she slowly wrapped her arms around the other girl's waist. "I-I want you to know how I feel. You only deserve the best, and I'm not sure I can satisfy you. I've never… This is my first time ever doing something like this."

The Fashion Designer smirked and pressed a finger against the Knight's lips. "Shush, my love, and just let me take the lead. I'll show you what it means to be a woman, and how to embrace your sexuality," she said in heated breaths as she leaned forward and pressed a searing kiss against the other girl's lips.

A moment passed before the Knight began to earnestly kiss back. A growing sense of need and passion built while she guided Chloe back towards the bed.

The pair fell backwards in a tangle of limbs onto the mattress as the barely-clothed girl straddled the Knight's lap. Chloe reached up, unfastened her bra, and let it fall unceremoniously to the ground.

Laris stared at the girl's flawless form with a hungry expression, though it was mixed with embarrassment. "Chloe?"

"Yes, darling?" the Designer asked with a playful expression as she dipped low to trace the Knight's jaw with her index finger.

"I… I just want you to know that I think I'm in love with you. You were the first person here who knew I was a girl, and accepted me for who I am. No matter what happens in this game, I want you to know that I adore you."

Chloe closed the distance before sensually brushing her lips against the other girl's. "You talk too much, Lari, but I want you to know that I feel the same way. What girl hasn't wanted to be swept off her feet at some point? I'm decent with words, but far better with actions," she said as she raised a knee to lightly tease between the Knight's legs. "Just this once, let me treat you like a princess, alright?"

Laris pushed aside the crimson blush that had consumed her face. "I trust you more than anyone in the world. There's nowhere I'd rather be right now..."

"Good, because I have a lot in store for you," Chloe quipped with playful smirk.

9:24 P.M Day Twelve

Resort District

Hotel

Fourth Floor (Room 406)

Dolly, Seikatsu, and Annabelle found themselves in the Forensic Investigator's room. The three girls sat on the bed in their pajamas with a set of cards in between all of them.

"Sheesh, are we the only ones not hooking up?" Becky asked from where she sat propped in Dolly's lap. "I mean, who gets off on the idea of dating when people are being murdered left and right? People are just nuts..."

Dolly shook her head as she stared down at the cards in her hands. "I-I think everyone is looking to find comfort in a bad situation, that's all. Uh, Annabelle, do you have any queens?"

The Investigator let out a mild huff as she pulled a queen of clubs out of her hand. "Jeez, and I thought I had a really good poker face!" she whined while she relinquished the card.

"Well, I guess it's a good thing we're not playing poker, dummy!" Becky cackled maniacally.

"Gosh, you don't have to be such a jerk, Becky!" Annabelle pouted. She then eyed her cards for a moment. "Ahhhh... got any eights, Seikatsu?"

"It's not your turn," Dolly reminded her. A tiny smile spread across her face. "Though, I do have to wonder… do you have any eights, Annabelle?"

"Gah! That's so not fair!" the child groused as she tossed the card onto the bed. "Sheesh, I forgot how this was played."

The Ventriloquist sat down a pair before eying the Tarotologist. "Got any twos, Seikatsu?"

"Nope, go fish!" Seikatsu exclaimed with a wide grin. "Don't sweat it too much, Anna. We all need this time to relax, especially before those mean old bears give us another motive."

"Heh, we almost went three-for-three, Dolls. Oh well, we're still kicking butt!" Becky exclaimed as her owner retrieved a card.

Annabelle stared at the few cards in her hands before looking between the two girls. "Ya know, I'm glad you're both here. I never really had many friends my own age, or even slightly older than me. They were all, like, super old. Like twenty-or-thirty-something, so it's really nice to have moments like this. Uh, you know, if you wanted… you could both stay tonight. It could be like a slumber party," she said, her voice trailing off.

Seikatsu nodded as she patted the girl on the head. "That sounds lovely, dear. I never got to do anything like that when I was a young girl. I didn't even have any friends. I suppose I'll just have to make up for lost time. What do you say, Dolly? Would you like to join us?"

Dolly stared down at Becky a moment before gently setting her to the side. A tiny smile spread across her face as she nodded her head eagerly. "Becky was the only friend I had before coming here. I-I'd love to have some friends that don't treat me so poorly. I-I'm not the most exciting person in the world… but I'd be happy to stay."

"And we'd be glad to have you, sweetie," the Tarotologist mused, looking between the two girls and the scattered cards around them. "Now, should we keep posting, or should we do something else? I must confess, I don't know what one does at a slumber party."

Annabelle folded her arms. "I am getting kind of bored with cards… and it has nothing to do with Dolly winning. Oh, I know! Why don't we talk about girl stuff? Ahhh, how about boobs? Hey, Dolly, did you ever want big bazonkas like Seikatsu, or are you happy being flat-chested?" she asked with a bright smile.

"I-Is she being serious?" Dolly stammered out as she covered her chest with her arms. "Who starts a conversation like that?"

Seikatsu clutched her sides as she fell back on to the bed, laughing wildly. After a few minutes, she seemed to calm down enough to speak. "Oh man, and here I was worried this was gonna be boring kiddy crap all night. I'll gladly forgo a night with my vibrator just to see how this goes. What do ya say, Dolls? Got any a-cup angst?" the girl asked. She pushed her chest up with her hands while smirking at the Ventriloquist.

"Of course not," Dolly said as she hugged her legs against her chest. "Who cares about having a bunch of fat sacks on your chest? Besides, they're gonna look gross and saggy when you get old."

"Yeah, but you'll look gross when you're old, too. You gotta savor the moment of being a busty young lady!" Annabelle exclaimed while pumping her fist into the air. "Guys are supposed to be more confident if they have big ding dongs, right? It's the same for girls and their chests, right?"

"Oh, definitely, kid," the Tarotologist muttered in between fits of laughter. She wiped a tear from her eye, still trying to settle herself. "This is going to be the best night of my life."

10:13 P.M Day Twelve

Resort District

Hotel

Fourth Floor (Room 411)

Shiho sat in the middle of Naruhiko's large bed with a large t-shirt that came down to her knees. She tilted her head as she heard the door to the bathroom click open. "Naru, did you remember to brush your teeth? I didn't hear the faucet running."

The Ultimate Punk Musician sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. "Shit, I thought we were all dating. When did you become my mom?"

The buxom runner crossed her arms over chest. "Dental hygiene is important. Besides if we all start… uh, kissing and stuff, I don't want you to have bad breath."

"Heh, looks like you better get brushing, Naru," Kaizoku said, wrapping an arm around the man's shoulder. "Wouldn't want to upset the lass, would ya?"

"Shit. We're already whipped, aren't we?" Naruhiko groused. He let his shoulders slump. "Fine, I'll be back in a second. The things I do for you guys, though..." He muttered as he wiggled out of Zoku's grasp and turned back towards the bathroom.

The Runner raised a hand to stifle a giggle before tilting her head in the Sailor's direction. "Thanks for the back up, Zoku. H-Honestly, I just needed a few more moments. I-I've never been in the same bed as a boy before, let alone two at once."

"Aye, I get that. This is all pretty new for me, too." Kaizoku sat down at the foot of the bed and carefully grabbed ahold of her hand. "But I'm glad to have you both here. Plus, Naru already having some kind of experience with this makes me a bit less nervous."

"C-Can we just sleep together tonight? W-With no sex and stuff? It's not that I'm not interested. I'm just not sure I'm ready," the girl stammered as he took her hand into his.

Kaizoku lightly squeezed her hand in response. "Don't worry, Shi, we promised that we'd pace ourselves. Don't feel pressured, alright?" He used his free hand to undo his braids.

The bob-haired girl offered a weak smile. "Thank you, Zoku, that really means a lot. At least I know I won't be cold tonight."

"Hah, not a chance!" Naruhiko exclaimed as he slipped back into the bedroom with a grin. "We'll keep you nice and warm, won't we?" he asked as he shot Kaizoku a look.

"I don't think any of us have to worry about cold nights anymore," the Sailor said after finishing with his hair. He looked back at the Musician with a smirk. "You all done getting freshened up?"

A mischievous grin teased the Musician's lips. "Iunno, Zoku, why don't you tell me what you think?" He suddenly leaned down and grabbed the back of the other boy's head before melding his mouth against his own. He wasted no time letting his tongue explore Kaizoku's mouth as his hand tousled his mint-green locks.

The Sailor slightly jumped in shock from the suddenness of the kiss. His arms slowly wound around the Musician as they continued the exchange. After a time, the two reluctantly broke apart. "Well, your breath wasn't bad. Everything else about that was much better, though." He was still red in the face.

"That was just a teaser, good looking!" Naruhiko grinned as he rubbed at his chin.

"D-Do you think I could try? I-I've never… I want you both to be my first kiss," the Runner stammered.

Kaizoku lightly chuckled as he stood up beside the other man. "I think that could be arranged, right Naru?" The Sailor playfully patted the Musician on his butt before moving onto the bed again. He sat himself to the left of Shiho and snaked an arm around her waist.

"Heh, I think we can manage that," the Musician grinned as he mirrored the Sailor as he took the opposite side. "Try to not pass out this time.."

Shiho felt her cheeks glowing. She felt the hot breath of the pair before they placed their lips against the corners of her mouth. She felt her stomach do several flips as as their lips shifted and settled against her cheeks. "I-I wouldn't have missed this for anything. I could really could get used to this." She smiled brightly.

11:57 P.M Day Twelve

Spookyland

Haunted Mansion

Fourth Floor

The Ultimate Investigative Journalist and Ultimate Shogi Player found themselves traversing the hallways of the fourth floor. Tomoko had been clutching the boy's arm after having experienced several jump scares. The house's atmosphere was much more ominous and twisted in the evening, as wails and disembodied voices had replaced the cheap decorations seen during the day. "Don't get any funny ideas or anything. It's just so dark in here that it's easier being side by side like this."

"Whatever you need to tell yourself, Tomo. Besides, I know I may not look it, but I've been in my fair share of fights before. I'll protect you," Lachlan teased as he winked at the Shogi Player.

"S-Shut up! Not a word to any of the others, alright?" Tomoko snapped at him, but made no move to relinquish her hold. "Why would anyone go to such lengths to recreate Shiho's house?"

The Journalist rubbed the back of his head. "No solid idea right now, but if I were to hazard a guess... Maybe her family has some connection to the person behind all this."

The Shogi Player offered a muted nod. "That's the best I could surmise. Someone went through a lot of effort to capture so much detail with all of these hallways and rooms. Fortunately, this is the last floor. I-I'll admit that I'm more than a little on edge about this."

"No kidding. My arm's starting to go numb from your grip. First the raft ride, and now this. I'm starting to think you're just looking for any excuse to hold onto me," Lachlan mused as he continued to lead the way down the dark hallway. His phone acted as the only light source.

"Does it bother you that I'm doing this?" Tomoko asked in a surprisingly subdued manner as the pair continued down the corridor. Her attention shifted from the hallway and back to the Journalist.

The boy seemed a bit shocked, but he quickly flashed a smirk. "No, I'd just like you to be honest with me and with yourself. You're definitely a tough chick, so why hide from your feelings? What's got you so afraid to be vulnerable?"

The Shogi Player offered a conflicted look. "You're just going to laugh at this, but believe it or not... I wasn't always such a cold bitch. Would you believe I was once on the verge of becoming the Ultimate Volleyball Player?"

Lachlan couldn't keep from raising an eyebrow in shock. A frown formed on his mouth. "Damn, really? Why do I have such a strong gut feelin' you're going to say the career change wasn't planned?"

A mirthless chuckle escaped the girl's lips. "Smartass. You're right, though. My best friend back in junior high betrayed me. She had taken to stealing food and other petty things from various stores, then framed me for the thefts. It brought my world crashing down. I was kicked off the volleyball team, shunned by my former teammates, and abandoned by my classmates. I became known as a delinquent to all the students. It left a mark on my record, and I couldn't shake it. It even followed me when I changed schools. At the time, I was filled with so much anger that I began lashing out at people. I suppose I still do. Playing shogi began as a way to vent my anger into something more positive, I guess. I just find it hard to trust people. The ones you think you know most can stab you in the back the moment it becomes convenient."

"Well fuck. I'd probably have snapped, too, if my editor didn't have my back. Spent too many nights passed out on his couch, beaten and bruised from stickin' my nose where it didn't belong. I had to beg him not to call an ambulance just to keep my parents from finding out," the Journalist muttered before shaking his head. "Sorry, didn't mean to make it about me. What you went through was bullshit, but you can't stay angry at everyone forever, right?"

"Shit, I don't know anymore. One moment, I'm reminded of why I resent people so much, and the next, I'm with… I'm with you," she said as she averted her gaze to a nearby shut door. "You're a pain in the ass, but you're also fun to be around and I didn't want you here by yourself, so that's why I'm standing in this fucking creepy house in the middle of the n-"

The girl's sentence was cut short as Lachlan leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. The kiss was short-lived, but sweet. "You're definitely a pain in my ass, but there's no one I'd rather have with me."

Tomoko felt heat rushing to her face. Her voice was uncharacteristically timid when she spoke. "You really mean that?"

"Course I do. That's the good thing about being so tactless. I don't fuck around when it comes to something important to me," he said with a smirk. He gently cupped the side of Tomoko's face and melded his lips against hers once again.

The Shogi Player's gaze softened as she gripped at the boy's jacket. "Lachlan, I..." Her words were stopped short, however, as something suddenly and painfully collided with the back of her head. Her vision began to swim. The last thing Tomoko registered was a look of horror and concern on the Journalist's face. Then everything was swallowed by darkness.

SIX HOURS LATER

Tomoko winced as she slowly returned to consciousness. The back of her head throbbed. It took a few moments for her to recall her last memories, but when she did, her eyes suddenly snapped open. She found herself slumped against a wall.

'That's right, some bastard got the jump on us. They cracked me over the skull… Where is Lach?' she wondered as she shakily tried to stand. She had to use the wall next to her for support.

Almost immediately, the smell of blood and wax greeted her, making her stomach turn uncomfortably. As she glanced up and down the fourth floor hallway, she found it completely barren, save for a glob of dried wax that was left near a single open door.

The Shogi Player pushed aside the growing dread in her stomach and shakily moved forward, ignoring the pain in her skull as she pushed the door open. She immediately regretted that choice, as a horrified scream left her lips. The room appeared to have been recently gutted. It contained a single thing: a lone, waxy figure. If it weren't for the blood and tissue that lay in clumps around it, Tomoko would've been tempted to call it a nigh-perfect sculpture.

As much as she wanted to call it a mere figurine, she couldn't. There before her stood what remained of the Ultimate Investigative Journalist, who was very much dead.

The girl collapsed to her knees. Painful sobs escaped her chest and tears spilled down her cheeks.

Without any provocation, without any motive, they'd lost yet another person. However, this was the first time that Tomoko felt as if there was no hope at the end of the tunnel.

All she could feel was utter and complete despair.

11 Survivors Remain

OMAKE

*AN* I'd like to thank the betas as always for their work on this chapter. Also major shout-outs to Petty and Fee5H again for their assistance with this chapter. Finally I'd like to take a moment to promote Bellatrix who has a new SYOC set in the LoD universe called The Beast's Maze. Bella is a sweetheart and I know that she'll pour 110% into this story, so please give her the love and support she deserves! Thanks =)

Review Section:

Yamomo

Hehehe, maybe you're right. Maybe you're aren't. Stay tuned to find out =)

The Kobold Necromancer

But of course! She has to add more trophies to her collection muahhaha

MudkipOfDespair

I thought Saishikuma was quite adorkable and weird/fun to write =)

pokemansuperallstar

Here's a real theory for you. Fee5H and I are the same person, that's why he's always right ^-^

BirblordAlmighty

Lol he's definitely the butt monkey of the group. No pun intended :P

ThePLOThand

Ah the talk no justus. Those got old quick lol

doomqwer

Someone got to taste that treat in this chapter *smirks*

NSPunny

A death before another motive? Say it isn't so!

bellatrixshine

Frame that moment, because it finally happened. Let there be fireworks!

Guest

Priest was more of a reference of his original role in the WoH.

Fee5H

Oh noes! You're onto me. Whatever will I do! Ahhh!