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April 4

Sorry that I have not written in a while, been busy. Lots of things have happened, Fia, Huuga, Konatsu, even Frau. I dont understand how everything goes so quickly, switching from one place to another, a conversation starts rapidly and then dies off... I'm sighing more lately. I don't know why, I have a clue, but whenever it comes to mind, it just reverts back into the depths of my head once more.

Oh, I'm being forced to stop writing now, Fia is at the door to my (strangly large) room, and seems urgent. I'll be back later...

later.

-Teito (Emerald)

The brunette sighed heavily as he slammed the book, forcing himself up to stride over to the other man.

"What do you need?" Emerald said, more deadpanned than a angry whore.

Oh, well would you look at that.

Fia let out a light chuckle as he grabbed the green eyed boy's hand and pulled him down the hallway.

"You are requested to meet the other staff- I think that you'll like them"

Teito made a kind of, I'm-in-the-mood-to-be-a-dick grunt, and sped up. Though his walking was quite rudely inturupted by the prostitute getting a faceful of the 'magically appearing' blond boat hand. Joy. A large smirk broke out on man's face as he bent down, getting his face uncomfortably close.

"Well hey Shorie, think ya gotta-" The blond was cut short as Teito quite douchily pushed him out of the way, steeming down the hallway and around the cornor, out of sight.

"Wow, someone's a little hormona-" Oh, sweet deja-vu. Fia sighed, sounding a little iritated, and slid past Frau, shaking his head all the way. Confused, the giant standing dumbfounded in the hallway furrowed his brows before stoutly striding after the others, muttering something about everyone needing to stop being so damn tight assed.

Uhg. There was more of them. Or, to be more specific, more people that are taller than Emerald. Dammit. Standing before Teito, was a girl about the same age as the preformer, her long, light perpleish hair tied into two high pigtails as she smiled at the boy.

She was taller.

Then there was a man, this one had rustic brown hair that seemed to be pushed down in his glasses, a friendly smirk on his lips.

He was taller.

And then there was a... person... with wavy purple locks and soft eyes that matched in color. And to be honest, Teito didn't know what gender they were, and the brunette felt the tiniest pang of guilt for it. Just the tiniest.

It was taller.

Just the tiniest. Though apart from how widly they were all smiling above Teito, they seemed like nice people. But Emerald knew very well to not judge a book by it's cover, so kept to himself.

"This is Ouka, our only female boat hand," Frau said lazily, motioning towards the pigtailed female who waved happily at Teito. Well, only female, that cleared some things up.

"This is Castor, he's more of a navigator if anything.." Frau now pointed to the taller brunette, and in reply the man smiled at Teito and said cheerily, "It's a pleasure." Teito just kind of nodded his head in a, 'You-might-be-a-bit-of-a-creep' way. Though Teito did recal that in french, castor ment beaver.* Funny.

"And this is Labrador, he does... everything, kinda" Frau chuckled as he motioned to the last one as said newly discovered male just smiled and warmly nodded his head to Teito, saying in a soft voice. "Hello there..."

Wait, was it just something about this guy that made Teito feel bad, because first it was the gender thing, and now Teito couldn't stop thinking of him as a dog. Must've been the name.

"We've also got some maids, but you can meet them at dinner, for now just go down and 'freshen up', in your cabin, got that shrimp?" The blond chuckled at Emerald, the tell tale smirk painting his face. Teito just scowled at him, though all the same spun on a heel and started down the stairs, not fully sure he could find his way back to his room in the maze of doors.

Must've been a natural instinct, hey?

"Fuck." A very angered whore said as he passed the green lamp with the burnt out bulb for the, what, twentieth time now? He was starting to get seasick from running around the halls while the boat rocked, though managed to keep his balance by occationally leaning on the wall. Teito must have taken a wrong turn, or two wrong turns, or twelve wrong turns because nothing looked firmiliar but the green lamp with the burnt out bulb. That was annoying.

Emerald cleared his throat and pushed himself off of the wall, one hand around his stomach. Though all the same cept stumbling though the corridors. When he passed the occational window, he could see that the sun was setting on the ocean and that it was to be dinner soon. And dammit, if the motion sickness wasn't going to kill him first, it would be the hunger.

Suddenly, an idea struck him, he had seen ladders on the sides of the ship leading up to the deck, if he could climb out of one of windows and there was a ladder next to it, he could easily climb up said ladder and to freedom! The brunete tried to manage a smile, but it looked more like a seasick grimace. He unlatched the window, popping his head out the hole and peering out to either side, hopes high. And in the fading light, he just barely saw that ladder, the dark blue paint coating it blending in with that of the ship. Without even thinking of all the dangers, such as missing the ladder and falling to his doom, he pulled his head back in from the port hole.

Now his original plan was to pull one of those handy little tables sitting idley in the hallway under the port hole and use that to climb out, but unlike fairy tales, life sucks, and those 'handy little tables' were bolted to the floors. Damn you boat designers. So instead, with a huff and a puff, the whore first stuck his head out, and that fit. Next he stuck one arm out, that still fit. And then his other arm, which now made this a bit snug, not to mention off balance, but it still worked.

The boy was half way through riggling his upper half through the tight space and once he had finally reached his hips, he suddenly felt not only uneasy, but full out scared that he actaully was going to fall to his death and be eaten by man eating pinguins (it was one of his greatist fears). Though he knew that if he went back, he would proabably just pass out from hunger or something, so kept going.

He was now a bit past his hips and had one hand on the unstable swinging port hole door, and the other on the side of the ladder, his emerald eyes fixated on the raging seas below. But before he could go any further, there was a tug on his foot. Teito was, well, not really focused on that considering he was trying to keep his balance, but he started caring once the thing grabbing his foot began to pull him backwards, and as panic flooded through Emerald, he started to kick his feet as hard as he could, as if that would improve the situation. At one point, his heel came in contact with something hard and an angered yell came from behind him, making the prostitute jump.

"Stop trying to commit suicide you stupid punk! I lose my salary for the trip if you die!" Yelled a very angry blond, gripping his throbbing chin with one and, and with his other, Teito's foot. Recognizing the voice instantly, the burnette huffed, regardless of how utterly relieved he was by someone finding him. Another tug to the ankel jerked the boy back into reality, and he started to retreat back from the icy winds and dangerous veiw.

Frau sighed, helping the whore out of the tight squeeze, plopping him on the ground.

"We're missing dinner, shortie, so haul ass." The blond said rather huffily, scowling at Teito as if he had purposefully gotten lost. To this remark, Teito put on an angry expression, getting up and dusting himself off. And just as a suttle, kick-in-the-junk gesture, strode past Frau, not looking back.

Walking into a dining hall about an hour late is a strange feeling. You feel like your imposing or ...something. But by the time Frau and Teito had crawled their way out of that maze, most of the people were almost done eating, and further more looked at them with this face that looked like they were all homeless dying puppies with three legs. You could almost see the sparkles materializing around some of the maids as they stared at the two who had just barged in.

"W-why are you late... we were so worried..!" Blubbered a blond one, pearing at the two with big, brown eyes.

"Yes, you two had us in quite a hussle, poor Rosalie here was on the edge of tears!" Says another, gesturing to the blond, making her pink hair flop over her shoulders. Emerald couldn't help but wonder why everyone on this ship had such strange hair colors...

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Wow... bunches of thanks to anyone who stuck with this story. It should not, at anytime, take that fricken long to make just a little chapter like this :C I'm really sorry, and I'll try to be more diligent in the futer.

Also, lame cliff-hanger ending, I don't know, I just have serious writers block and nothing I'm writing satifys me, yanno? Well, regaurdless of my bad spelling and worse writing, thanks to all who have reviewed, faved or subscibed, you guys are the only thing giving me insperation to write right now.

See you soon (hopfully)

-Outwitted

P.S. I've actually got big plans for this story, but I only wager it'll be around... six, maybe seven chapters? Well, no matter, you guys will get that "Oh shi- did that just... OH SHIT" moment, but for now, I'm not telling no one ;D