I do not own Contemplating Reiko. I get it. Life sucks. This chapter has some pretty graphic violence right at the end. I hope you enjoy every second of it.

"Hello," the tallest and most elegantly mysterious of the group said "We are the Mouryous, we're new in to the neighborhood, and thought we would come over and introduce ourselves to the locals."

"Well, that was predictable" Johnny said aloud.

"I'm Sorry?" the tall one said, looking naturally a little confused at the thin, dark looking strangers reaction.

"No, no. I'm sorry." Nny said, recognizing the folly in his statement. "See I was just having a conversation, and... well that doesn't really matter." A hint of embarrassment danced across his face for less than a second. "New neighbors, huh?" Nny mulled the situation over in his mind, beginning to take in the three girls' eccentric appearances. He flashed a bright smile, scratching little stubble under his chin, trying to determine how to deal with the situation. An introduction is always nice An echo of Meat whispered subtly into Johnny's ear.

"I'm sorry, where are my manners." Johnny extended his hand in greeting to any one of the girls. "My name is Johnny C., but my friends call me Nny.

"Nny, huh," a tallish, lanky looking girl in black leather stepped forward and grasped Johnny's hand with a tightness that didn't seem quite possible for such a thin frame, her various spiked and silver skull jewelry jingling heavily against the sword at her side. Nny didn't miss a step, however, and gripped back with just as much ferocity. The girl released Johnny's hand, apparently satisfied.

"The names Shinobu." She spit on the dirt next to the walk way and looked Nny up and down quickly. "I like your boots."

"Thank you very much. I like your sword. May I see it?"

"Sure go ahead, man." She flipped the kitana out of it sheath and hurled the blade at Johnny in 2 swift, violent motions.

"Whoa," Nny said calmly, side stepping out of the way, swishing his coat, and plucking the blade by its handle out of its mid arc, and brandishing it with a flourish.

"Very nice indeed" he said casually "Well weighted, lethal edge, excellent craftsmanship. Real Japanese steel. Not a bad throw, either." He handed the sword back to her "Next time, try to flick your wrist a bit more."

"I'll bear that in mind" said the stunned demoness.

"Shinobu, you ought to know better then to throw your sword at strangers!" the eldest Mouryou said.

"You just whip that thing out every chance you get, don't you? You really are like a boy." The 'blonde' haired one said.

"I must apologize for my sister Mr.C. She is not particularly well versed in proper etiquette. My name is Shihoka, and this here" she indicated towered the preppy looking blonde, "is Shirabe."

"A pleasure to meet you miss. And please, call me Nny."

'Whoa, Nny, when did you get so smooth, huh Johnny boy?' Meat said a little less subtly now.

'I'm just being polite, Meat.'

'If you really want to be polite, you should probably invite the inside invite them inside.'

I'm not going to do that!

'Why not? It's a bit chilly, after all. Don't want to them freeze, do you?'

'I suppose not. Nailbunny?'

'Well Nny, I told you that you do need to get more friends, maybe this could be healthy first step toward your normalcy.'

'I can't believe you're actually on his side' snapped Nny angrily

'I'm not sure if I could care for your happiness, but your mental health is certainly important to me. Just invite them in for a few minutes. Talk to them, that's all.'

"Hey, are you okay, mister?" The one designated Shirabe asked.

"Huh, wait. What the fucks happening?" a very puzzled Johnny asked

"Well, you sort of blanked out on us for a sec. You feeling all right bud? Shinobu asked kindly.

"I'm fine, alright? I just need to go inside for a sec." Nny paused for a moment. You win this time I suppose. "I don't mind talking to you though. If you want to talk some more, come on inside. I really don't get much pleasant company around here…"

"I suppose we could afford to sit down for a few moments." Shihoka said pleasantly.

Well, come in. You're all welcome here. Nny beckoned into the doorway. If worse comes to worse, he mused, I suppose I could just kill them.

Meanwhile…

Christy was working furiously against her restraints, working the rope as fast as she possibly could. Up and down, up and down. The rope wasn't even beginning to give.

Meanwhile…

Squee was fastened tightly into the back seat of Mr. Mouryous expensive looking car (A beautifully decorated Hearse) looking no worse for the wear, and actually beginning to calm down from the awful fright he had received earlier that night. Really, young Todd was beginning to come to terms with the horrors of the world, the terrible thing that could devour him in the night and kill him were all reveling themselves to him, and seemingly all at once too. He could remember a year ago, when he had managed to convince himself, (for about an hour, mind) that most of the said unspeakable horrors were all in his head. And then, he met Johnny. Johnny had frightened him terribly at first…really, still frightened him. But now he was convinced that Nny was something of a protector to him, (albeit a very sick-minded protector.) after he helped him escape from the mental institution. After Nny, he had managed to avoid an alien abduction, survived a giant dust mite , befriended the antichrist and his father, and learned things from whatever the heck Ms. Bitters was. All and all, he was starting to become somewhat used to all the unusual things that happened to him.

'Well, Shmee, I suppose today was eventful enough for the both of us. I just want to get some sleep and forget this whole ordeal ever happened.' Squee communicated to his stuffed bear while the car swerved around a sharp corner.

'Are you ridiculous, Todd? What is your problem? Your parents just tried to commit you to a mental institution. They were going to cut out your brain! I guess as usual you don't want to get revenge. Retribution of any sort?'

'Not really. After all, what is revenge going to get me? You're the one that said you didn't want me to become like Johnny.

'Correction. I said I was the only thing that prevented you from becoming like Johnny. Now I understand the concept of passivism, but if nothing is done on your part to change a problem, things like your little hospital run in will continue to happen…'

Squee and Shmee quibbled over his passiveness for most of the ride, with several excellent suggestions for revenge delivered by Shmee, most of them involving burning or dismemberment, with varying levels of complexity.

Mitsuga looked over at the boy, intrigued by how intently he was staring at his stuffed toy.

"We have arrived, Todd Casil." Squee jumped slightly

'Awfully twitchy boy' Mitsuga smiled.

"Thank you Mr. Mouryou I really appreciate the ride". Squee said earnestly to the frightening demon man.

"It is no problem, I assure you. If you ever need anything in the future, please, do not hesitate to ask." Mitsuga said kindly.

"Thank you sir, I will." Squee said genuinely, looking back at the demon man from the doorway.

"Honey, there's a boy at the door." An unseen female voice from the doorway said as Todd quickly closed the door to the outside world. 'God, I can't wait till school starts again' He thought bitterly

Meanwhile again…

"Well, it not much," Said Nny, squishing a bug (samsa) on his way into the dirt living room, "But its home. Please don't touch anything that looks vaguely like a human body, I don't know how many survivors there were from last time."

Rather than look surprised at this statement, the demoness trio stood in the living room.

"Have a seat. I can't offer you many refreshments, (I don't know how fresh the food is now) but I have water and Skettios if you want.

"No thank you" Shihoku replied amicably. "We ate before we arrived."

"I'm a little hungry" Shinobu said contradictorily.

It's a, er," Shirabe was trying to think "It's a place you have here." She finished lamely, her innate miss popular personality refusing to allow her to lie about the horrible trashiness of Johnny's house

Johnny didn't seem to notice and just said. "Yes." he said thoughtfully "Yes it is!" He sat down in the thick brown armchair across from the couch. "So," he began, fists clenched under his chin "New neighbors, huh. Wherever did you come from?"

"We came originally from small town in Japan. Then we moved to America and stayed in the Midwest for a few years. We moved because our father has business. Really, the only reason I'm here is because of my sisters, and-

"Fascinating" Nny said under his breath. He was intrigued by the mysterious Shihoku. The way she carried herself in that conversation, entranced by the motions of her hands. Her simple eloquence and noticeable, but light Japanese accent. For about 2 hours Nny and the Mouryou sisters sat and talked. Apparently, Miss Shihoku was an experienced artist, as Nny himself was (at one point.) He rushed away at one point to bring up several of his forgotten masterpieces. All three girls were visually impressed, Shihoku at one point gasping at the sheer beauty of Nny's forgotten work.

Johnny cringed, but was able to contain himself all the times Shirabe acted 'cheerleader like' and even approved of her plans to become captain of the squad.( Any plan to murder large numbers of cheerleaders was a good in Nny's book.)

It was all going quit well. Really. Until a noise in the kitchen drew Johnny's attention.

Meanwhile Yet again…

She had grown tired of sawing the rope back and forth, her wrists and ankles bleeding profusely, changing the color of the rope from tan to deep crimson. After a while, she just gave up to stem the loss of blood. It goes without saying she was now sobbing deeply. After a few hours of doing this on and off, she finally, in one last ditch effort to throw the ropes, lurched with all her remaining strength!... And rolled over on her side. She was furious with herself now. If I ever get out of this, I swear… I'll find that skinny fag, and make him pay… I swear I- OW. Fuck. What was that! She had felt a sharp pain against the back of her bound hands. Her eyes adjusted after the tears subsided. She saw something silver against the back of her hands. The knife! That idiot left the knife. Oh , I'm gonna get you now, freak boy.

Back to the living room…and also 5 minutes later…

'It's the girl! What do I do?' Nny said panicking slightly. 'I don't want this night ruined. We were all having such a good time!'

Calm yourself Nny. Just excuse yourself to the kitchen, and finish her quickly' Meat said.

'But how did she escape?'

'Where is your knife, Nny?' Meat said in his ear gently.

'Fuck! I left it in the room with her. I can't believe I did that! I really am slipping, aren't I?'

"Eeaaaaghhhh!!!"

Christy, in all her convenience, decided now would be a good time to reveal herself. She jumped out from behind the door, screaming with pure bloodlust in her eyes. She lunged straight for Nny, knife in her left hand.

Unfortunatly for her, there were three demons on the couch behind her. And it didn't take them long to get their bearings and come to Nny's aid. Shinobu had taken out the sword and started cutting her leg into quarters. Shihoku removed her scalp and started eating the brain.("Brain food" she explained cheerfully.) Shirabe had plunging her fist through Christy's chest, pulled out the heart- and ate it while it was still beating. Nny recoiled in a mixture of amusement and partial disgust. (Mostly amusement.) and just stood back and enjoyed the sight. After only a few blood slurping minutes, the trio withdrew from Christy, who was reduced to a stack bloodstained bones and intestines, and breast implants.

Shihoku and the others drew themselves up to their full height and looked at Nny

"Well, I have to say, I'm conflicted." he said at last.

A/n Well, its been a long time since I last updated, so I thought a nice big chapter would make up for it. Or maybe not. Hopefully you guys haven't abandoned me. Please review the chapter. Give me tips. Give me ideas. I might try to incorporate them into the story. Tell me if this length works for you. Or should I go shorter chapters? Or maybe longer?

Either way, thanks for your support so far. I should probably look for a beta. By the way, If i dont get a review, you don't get a new chapter. It not like i get paid for this or anything. Reviews are my lifeblood.