Chapter2. DICE(2)

They all stared at the red cube with dots on it. Dongtae was imagining the first time he came across this powerful, but evil object. This dice had changed everything. He got off slavery(of his school bullies). He became popular in his class. And... Byeongchul's death... well, he didn't want to think about his closest friend.

"I can feel magic here, but not the kind I knew."
Fai broke the silence, mentioning magic.

"I don't feel good about this. It looks dangerous, although it's small and stuff."
Kurogane muttered.

"I like this item, though. It's beautiful!"
Mokona snatched the dice from Dongtae's hand.

"Hey, gimme back!"
"If you can!"

Mokona flew through the air, avoiding Dongtae's charge. But not so long. Dongtae spent most of his DP(Dice Point) on quickness.
"Gotcha! You little Jiseky!" (1)
He put the red dice back to his pocket.
"What's a Jiseky?"
Syaoran asked. Dongtae grinned.
"Never mind."

Confusion, chaos, was the only description of this situation. All the Dicers were dying, bleeding, and taken away their precious dices.

"Where's Muyoung?"
A cold female's voice asked. The Dicers shook their heads intensely.

"I don't know, really!"
"I've never seen him even once! Let me go!"

The female, Dora, continued to punch the Dicers.
'I'll find you someday, Muyoung. I certainly will.'
She walked away slowly, laughing cynically.

Because of a lack of room, they decided to sleep outside. They found a suitable place. Kurogane grumbled about it like usual, but in fact, he had adjusted this a long time ago.

"Good night, Syaoran! Good night, Fai! Good night, Kuro-wanko!"
Mokona cried happily, but was caught by the angry ninja.
"Don't call me that! Stupid pork bun."
He muttered again, releasing the white creature. He laid himself at the tent, staring at the top of it. The mage had set an alarm-magic all over the tent in order to prevent any danger, of course, physically.

"Always overprotective, that idiot."
Kurogane sighed. Minutes later, he went into sleep. The 'idiot' watched him with a huge smile on his face.

'Overprotective is better than non-protective, you real idiot.'
When Fai, too, tried to sleep, something touched his sences.
'Oh, great. Now I have to face a crasher?'

(1) 'Jiseky' means 'infant mouse/rat'. It's a bad word in this country.

A/N

Sorry for a short story...;; I'm novice at writing, and I don't have enough time as I have to study school things.

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