No 6: Corruption Spreads

by TheWildFooL

Shion and his mother has been reunited, and Inukashi is back to running her dog motel. Rikiga has became a well known information broker along side Inukashi since the destruction of No. 6. Nezumi comes back six years later bloodied and battered, finding himself in Inukashi's motel. The corruption never started with only No. 6.

2. The Hired Thugs

No. 6: Corruption Spreads

By: TheWildFool2011

(I do not own No. 6, nor do I own the amazing characters.) (6 years later)

Chapter 02: The Hired Thugs

Shion's eyes widened. His eyes must have scanned the small message a thousand times. Each time he read, his heart skipped a beat. "Is the head creator of No. 6 after us…? That's right the news!"

'I have to tell Rat what I heard from the news.' Shion frantically looked through his desk drawer for a piece of paper. As soon as he found one he wrote the message, only writing the important words down. He stuffed it in the capsule and use a string to tie it to Cravat's back.

"Alright, make sure it gets to him a.s.a.p. Well you probably already know that, but go on." Shion opened the window up for Cravat. "How do you think Rat's doing Hamlet?" he looked at the moon as he closed his window.

He sat back down at his desk and wrote another note, this time for his mother. "Just so she won't get worried right Hamlet?" the mouse squeaked with joy. He then walked out of his own room to his mothers' and placed the note on her nightstand.

Back in his bed room, he felt it impossible to get any rest. He had just got a message from Rat, though it wasn't a positive note or anything like a simple 'hi', he was still overly excited. He made his decision to leave early in the morning before his mother woke up.

It took him a little to fall asleep, but when he did he had a smile on his face. Hamlet laid down on his make-shift bed on Shion's nightstand.

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"How may I help you?" Rikiga said quite blandly. He had smile on his face, but his tone didn't match.

Inukashi looked him in the eye, "You sound like shit. I need someone who is happy with their job…mind changing your tone?"

Rikiga sighed heavily, "HOW may I help you?" he put on an edgy smile.

Inukashi slammed her hands against the old desk. "The hell you think this is?! A prostitute ring?! Damn, why did I ever agree to partner with you…" she rubbed her temples.

"Why you little-! Look dammit, I'm trying my best. Maybe you don't see it but, I really am…" Rikiga sat down on the other side of the desk. The two stared intensely at each other, until a knock came at their door.

"Come in?" Inukashi exclaimed without taking her eyes off Rikiga. It was a young employer that Rikiga had hired from off the streets, the boy was around the age of sixteen and had been homeless since the destruction of No. 6.

"What is it you need Yuki?" Rikiga asked sourly.

One of Inukashi's dogs came from behind Yuki with a small kid on his back. "Haru has been crying for some time and. I was hoping thought that Dog-Keeper would be able to…well um-"

Inukashi instinctively held her arms out for the child, "Give him here…" Yuki grabbed the child and handed him over to Inukashi. As soon as he entered Inukashi's loving grasp he quieted down. "I still can't believe I let you talk me into keeping this kid…"

"We can't just pawn him off to someone! Plus, it was what Shion wanted, or else he would have never-" Inukashi glared at Rikiga. He went quiet within a quick second and rubbed the back of his neck, calming his tense muscles.

"I'll take care of him from here…" Inukashi muttered. Yuki bowed and motioned the dog to leave along with him. "By the way old man, you're helping me with Haru."

"Saw that coming." Rikiga stood from his seat and exited the room to get some edible food for the kid. Inukashi looked out the window as she held Haru close to her, "Why would Shion give me a stinky, drooly, kid like you? You're always loud when it comes to others yet you get quiet when I hold you…"

"I would call it strange, but you do like you do seem are a fitting parent."

"Shut up Rat." Inukashi replied darkly.

Nezumi smirked as he limped in the room. He seated himself in the nearest chair, "Why didn't you just get rid of the kid? He doesn't necessarily belong to you, not your blood. So why deal?"

"Rat don't try to act so badass. You'd do the same thing that I'm doing right now." Inukashi looked sharply in his direction. "It wouldn't be right, plus I don't really trust the people out there…"

"Even those who extended from No. 6?"

"Even them."

Silence passed between them. Nezumi laid his head back. His mice and rats crawl in and out of his pockets. Inukashi rested her chin lightly atop Haru's head.

"Any reason you're up and about?" Inukashi asked as she rested her eyes.

Nezumi shook his head, "Not exactly. Just waiting for a message to come back." One of his rats managed to climb on his head.

"Recently stitched patients shouldn't be moving." Inukashi opened one eye. She raised her hand up and lightly patted the boy on his head as he slept.

"You know me, can't sit still." Nezumi replied rather boredly. He yawned and closed his own eyes.

"The sun is rising." Inukashi snapped her other eye open. "Any plans of this threat?"

Nezumi shook his head, "None, until I get a reply."

"From who?" Inukashi asked with full interest. There was silence, until Nezumi snickered. She tilted her head to the side, "Well, you gonna laugh like an idiot, or spill the beans?"

Nezumi smirked and waved his hand at her. "You'll either, hear or not hear, depending if my rat comes back with a response from this person."

"Always like you to act this way, bastard…" Inukashi muttered under her breath. She placed all her attention back on Haru at hand. Nezumi stayed in the room silently, waiting for the rat to come.

Rikiga had come through the area several times with information for Inukashi. Though all Inukashi did was yelled at him, mostly for not helping with Haru. Inukashi soon had to leave the room and left the young boy in Nezumi's care.

This turned out to be difficult and very awkward for Nezumi, due to him not having any prior experiences with younger kids of any sort. His remaining rats he had with him crawled around Haru on the floor.

"Gonna be a good kid right?" Haru nodded thoughtfully. Nezumi blinded halfheartedly, "Good, cuz uncle Rat doesn't really have the patients for drooly children…" he poked the Haru's nose.

Haru responded with a strong grip and small smile. Nezumi looked surprised at first, but then smile. "Strong, kid…I wouldn't mind watching you grow up."

He heard a squeak from the door. In a flash a brown rat squeezed itself from under the door, "Cravat, let's see what you have here." Nezumi allowed Cravat to drop the capsule in the palm of his hand.

As soon as he broken the capsule in half, it looked like one piece of paper fell, but in all it was actually three tied together with a thread. 'Idiot didn't have to write three…' Nezumi sighed. One by one he read the messages, only two of them standing out.

"Shit…" the rats and mice crawled into Nezumi's leather jacket pockets. He quickly picked Haru up in his arms and proceeded to look for Inukashi. "Hey, try not to drool on my jacket kid. It's my favorite one…" his eyes looked around sharply.

He hadn't really notice how large the motel had become, until he started looking for Inukashi. Almost every corner he turned, was a room filled with people or a dead end. He then decided to walk downstairs.

"Excuse me sir are you looking for someone in particular?" a raspy voice came from a clearing crowd.

"Tch, don't call me sir and yeah I am." Nezumi spat sourly. He didn't look at the man directly, but instead looked around him. "You seen Dog-Keeper? You know that annoying kid that owns this place, or at least the old man?"

"Um, not entirely..." the young man scratched the back of his neck. He looked at what Nezumi had in his arms. "Is that…? Haru? Um, then you must be…"

"Yeah, Rat, now outta my way. I have business to attend to." Nezumi immediately pushed past him allowing only shoulders to brush. The young man blinked and went back on about his business.

"Dog-Keeper! Old man!" Nezumi yelled out through the motel. It was like a dizzying mansion to him, completely useless if it need to be a base for them all to meet at. "Do-!"

Inukashi poked her head from one of the doorways. "Will you shut the hell up Rat?! I can hear you." Nezumi ran over towards her, entering the room. Inukashi shut the door behind him, "Can't handle a kid? Give him here." She held her arms out for the Haru.

"It's not that. It's-" he stopped mid-sentence when he saw a familiar white haired boy. The boy also looked shocked but extremely excited. Inukashi grabbed Haru before the two boys sandwiched him.

"Rat!" Shion yelled excitedly. He buried his face into the taller man's shoulder. Nezumi was so shocked he didn't feel the pain in his side anymore. "I'm so glad to see you again!"

Inukashi rolled her eyes, "What lover boys…" she walked over to an overly large office chair seating herself. She sat Haru down on the floor so he could walk around. Rikiga was talking with the use of the identification bracelet.

"Shion…" Nezumi whispered as his lips curled up into a smile. He didn't want to let him go, with having so much he wanted to tell the small white haired boy. "I'm glad you're alright."

Shion pulled back looking up at him. "Dog-Keeper told me she found you injured in the ruins of the west district. Are you alright? Let me see-" he was silenced when he was bashed over the head by Nezumi.

"Quit rambling…" Nezumi then patted and rubbed the spot he hit. "That can wait later, right now we have business to attend."

"Oh, fancy." Inukashi replied with a smirk.

Without noticing both Shion and Nezumi, wounded up sitting in the same chair. Nezumi growled inwardly, and shifted uncomfortably. This didn't bother Shion too much, because of his excitement level was shooting through the roof.

"Dammit, Eve, I can't get nothing on this message you were given." Rikiga exclaimed, but didn't look in his direction. Nezumi sighed heavily, "Whatever, thanks anyway. Looks like we'll be doing this ourselves."

"What ourselves?" Shion asked with his head tilted.

"East side's No. 2!" they others chimed together. Shion smiled nervously wearily rubbing the back of his neck.

"Anyway- shit Shion I can't get to business if you don't get up!" Nezumi shoved the boy off his lap. He crossed his arms, "Now, listen. This shit that happened in No. 6, it was test, just a test. There are several different tribes of the Forest People."

The others held their silence and listened in. Nezumi searched through his pockets for more messages that he neglected to give to Rikiga. "As you all know, I left in a hurry. I had business to take care of, and ran into a few late contacts…" he gripped the messages in his hand.

"Rat…what's going on…?" Shion asked with a frown on his face.

"They are trying a genocide, and I'm looking to aim for a kill." Nezumi replied with a serious expression. "The target is the head higher up."

"Head honcho eh?!" Rikiga asked as he searched through the news on his bracelet, "I don't think that will be a good idea."

Shion played around with Haru. They both tossed a partially deflated ball back and forth as the others talked amongst one another. Inukashi kept her ears open for Nezumi, but watched as Shion and Haru played around.

"I'd say Rat is trying to start a rebellion. I don't think you'll find any of the rebellious type in this place." Inukashi lifted a brow up. "I haven't really seen the news or even remotely care to see, but I'd say these guys think we were rebels back then. Which we really weren't…"

Rikiga continued to look through the news. "Dog-Keeper is right, even if you want to try to rebel. Nobody would really-"

"Look dammit, they already know that Shion was involved with the destruction of No. 6!" Nezumi blurted out.

His eyes was shut tight, so he was sure what looks he was getting from the others. "Not only him, but they know I was part of it too, and rumors are going around about some person who owns a motel, lending out dogs as warmth."

"Say what?!" Inukashi looked over at Nezumi with anger. "What the hell did you say Rat?! Rumors of me going around?!"

"Yes, dammit!" Nezumi glared at Inukashi, "Look, all I know is that we three are in deep shit."

"What about the old man?" Inukashi asked quickly.

Shion nodded, "Yeah…anything about Rikiga?" it was at this moment Rikiga looked over at Nezumi. No hate was hinted in his face, nor worry, it looked as if he was ready to take a fall for the three of them anytime.

Nezumi shook his head and looked at the floor. "None…at least I don't think so. All I know is that they plan a voyage to come here. Shion you have to take your mother and head to the north, far north."

Shion stood defensively to his feet. He bit his lip and shook his head. Nezumi wearily glanced up at the white haired boy. "Shion, I'm not having you get experimented on! You think Safu would want this?!"

Shion's heart skipped a beat. He could feel it, his whole body went numb. "She wouldn't but…"

"But what? You fucking idiot she brought you back to life! And you sitting here debating, yeah I can tell you are having conflicting emotions, over helping me kill this bastard or going into hiding with your mother."

"I didn't come here for nothing Rat. And you're not leaving me again. I'm going with you…" Shion said without thinking. Before any other tension could raise between Nezumi and Shion, Inukashi interrupted.

"Um, yeah excuse me for being the odd one here but," Nezumi looked over at Inukashi with anger painted in his eyes, "Rat are they coming this way? Do you even know for sure they know where we are?"

Nezumi nodded, "Yes, my last contact before he died…" he shifted through his pockets again and pulled out another message. He handed over to Inukashi, "He specifically told me that they are ordering to head here." He pointed at Shion, "And they are coming for a white haired boy, with a snake-like scar coiling his body."

Rikiga stood from his seat, "Look, this is a little too much for my bladder. I'll be back…" he walked out of the room. Inukashi shook her head, she got up from the seat and grabbed Haru's hand, "Rat, I'll consider. This is a serious situation, but if you haven't noticed I've got a kid to take care of and business to run."

Haru waved at the two boys as he left out. Shion sat down on the floor. Nezumi planted himself beside the young man. Silently Shion collapsed his hand atop Nezumi's.

"Don't get mushy like the old man Shion." Shion looked at Nezumi confused. "I don't want you getting hurt, you're not coming. Simple as that."

"But…" Shion was quickly cut off when Nezumi kissed him fully on the lips. This caught him a little off guard and by a surprise. Nezumi pulled away looking, almost glaring Shion to death. Shion sighed and casted his eyes to the floor.

"You can't just kiss me and say it'll be alright and that we'll meet again…" Shion poked his lip out. Nezumi lightly nudged the white haired boy in his side, "Shut up…"

Shion looked at Nezumi from the corner of his eye. He was pretty sly and Nezumi knew it, no matter what action he did. Nezumi pulled his legs up to his chest awkwardly as he continued to stare Shion down.

"I'm going and that's final Rat. No if and's or buts about it. I don't care what you say right now, I'm following you…"

Nezumi grimaced, turning his head away, "Such a fucking idiot. You don't get it do you? Still living in your own world, thinking you'll never get hurt?!" the fierceness in his voice gradually increased.

Shion loosely gripped Nezumi's hand. Though the dark haired young man didn't make any attempts to remove his hand away. Simply, he closes his own fingers around Shion's.

"I'm not that weak boy you meet eleven years ago." Shion replied boldly.

"Does it matter? Your still not coming, I want you in hiding and-" Shion whipped his head around with a determined look. Nezumi, however, was not tempted by this. "Have something to say?"

"So much beyond belief…" his eyes sharped. Nezumi could tell he was thinking. "Don't even try to leave me behind, because if you do…" without warning Hamlet poked his head out from Shion's shirt. Nezumi's eyes lit up.

"Ah, there you are!" boldly Nezumi shoved his hand down Shion's shirt, causing the shorter man to blush.

"Wha-?! Hey don't reach down there!"

"It's just your shirt. Not like I'm shoving my hand down your pants, no need to get jumbled." Nezumi scratched underneath Hamlet's chin, "I see you watched over Shion. I owe you a lot little guy…"

"Are you listening to me!?" Shion yelled.

Immediately Nezumi stood up, ignoring Shion's rants. Shion quickly got up and followed Nezumi out of the room. The crowds outside didn't change as the two men walked among them.

"Seriously Rat what are your plans?" Shion begged Nezumi to talk to him as they walked aimlessly.

"I'd share them, but why share with someone who has no part in the plan?" Nezumi replied as he sent small praises to Hamlet. Shion gritted his teeth and ran around the man stopping him in place. "Shion, what the hell is it?!"

"You know damn well what it is!" Shion picked up Hamlet from Nezumi's hand. Nezumi shrugged and walked around him. "Wait, so you're just going to leave me here?"

"No, I'll tell you where I'm sending you and your mother off to later. Patients."

Hamlet climbed onto Shion's shoulder and stared at Nezumi. "That's not what I want to know…" Hamlet looked at Shion and squeaked with encouragement. Shion began walking the opposite way.

"Shion!" that same familiar chilling voice rang through the young man's ears. "Where the hell do you think you're wondering off to? I can't let you outta my sight." Against Shion's better will, he silently continued to walk away.

"Ugh, hey idiot." Nezumi sighed in frustration. Reluctantly he followed after Shion, walking out of the motel. Luckily for the two it was less crowded. They continued their silence as they walked down through alley ways, until Nezumi grabbed Shion's shoulder and pushed him against the wall.

"Why'd you follow me?!" Shion forcefully pushed Nezumi's hand away. Nezumi however reacted negatively to Shion's new found aggressiveness.

"You think I trust these people out here?!" Nezumi pounded the wall, "Damn, you are so dense, fucking dumbass. You're not smart at all. These guys could be onto you at any moment and you're just going to walk out?"

Biting his lip, Shion turned his head away from his friend. He knew he was right, but something inside told him to continue on. Their moment was interrupted when a couple of thugs came their way.

Nezumi sharped his eyes on the intruders. "Tch…as if I have time for low lives…"

"What's that?" the first thug said.

"I said, I didn't know that a thug like you dragged bitches like them around." Nezumi's sly remark earned him, not only angry glares, but switch blades. "Kind of brave flipping switch blades out on me."

"Oh yeah? Well kind of stupid for fucking with us." The leader inched closer to Nezumi and Shion. Shion backed down, almost ready to turn around and take off.

Nezumi stared long and hard at one of the other members and his eyes widen. He bit his lip to keep from laughing. One of the members was someone he ran into, around the time he saved Shion from a back alley whore.

"Wait…you two are…?" the dark haired thug stammered.

"Rat…" Shion whispered. His hand twitched, he was just about ready to take off, but he didn't want to leave Nezumi with the thugs.

One thug mindlessly lunged out with his knife. Nezumi gracefully dodged as he busted out into a laughing fit. Another came for him and he quickly dodged a hit to his stomach, managing to slice at his attackers eyes.

"Boss…this guy ain't nothin' to fuck with." The dark haired thug swallowed hard. He kept his eyes on Nezumi's quickened feet and swift hands. "We should leave them be…"

"Why would I back down from two kids?" his leader shoved him out of the way. He bravely pulled out his bigger weapon, a machete.

"Ah…" Nezumi wiped a tear from his eye, "I haven't had a good laugh like that in years." He cleared his throat and changed his demeanor, "As your pal said there, you should walk awa-"

The man lunged at Nezumi, nicking the side of his cheek.

He wiped the blood off his cheek, "Guess not." He smirked, with the blood dripping down his cheek.

Shion gripped his fist and stood by Nezumi's side. A stare down went on between the three, and the other members recovered from their embarrassing fall.

"You'll pay for this bastard…"

"Oh really?" Nezumi smiled manically and turned quickly, thrusting out his blade. It stabbed it's oppressor in the side. A chain reaction, caused the thug's friends to jump in slicing at Shion and Nezumi.

Easily, Nezumi fended off his attackers with the blade and his swift movement. Shion, however was unlucky. His favorite coat had slits and cuts, as blood bubbled to the surface. The biggest blow that came to Shion was from the leader. He had taken a horizontal slash to both his arms. Grinding a little too closely to his bone.

Nezumi intercepted another blow to Shion, "You can't even protect yourself…" he muttered loud enough to reach Shion's ears. Unfortunately, Nezumi's hand was damaged, during his sloppy attempt to block.

"Think I won't kill ya kid?" he pushed his machete down pressuring Nezumi.

"Shion…" Nezumi gasped out as he struggled slightly. Within a blink of an eye, Nezumi's attacker fell to the ground, ending the struggle for the time being. "Huh…? How-"

Quickly he was dragged around the corner by Shion. Nezumi stumbled, trying to keep up with Shion, he glanced back once to see the leader stand to his feet, holding his side.

The two stopped in another alley, much more secluded. Nezumi pressed his back against the wall cradling the part of his hand that was nearly split in two. "Shit, shit, shit…" he muttered to himself. He looked down at his hand and dropped his blade. The machete managed to cut between his pinky and ring finger, leaving it hanging. "Ah, holy fuck…would you look at that."

Shion bent over panting heavily. The blood also flowed from his arms, but he managed to put up a fight, until the leader jumped in with a machete. Both his arms bleed heavily. He looked at the blood trail they had left, leading to them. "Hey…Rat are you alright…?" he asked between his breath takes.

"Fuck you, Shion." Nezumi replied and leaned his head against the brick wall. He felt so lightheaded from the blood he was losing, and he wondered if Shion felt the same way. "Shion…those guys, they weren't normal thugs."

"Huh…?" Shion furrowed his brow. He sat next to Nezumi and tried to stop his own wound from bleeding as much. "How do you know? They don't look any different from any thug, on the street I've seen."

Clenching his teeth, he wished he could hit Shion. However, he didn't want to risk causing more damage to his hand. "This is what I'm talking about!" he didn't bother to glare Shion down. "You can't tell your left from your right. Danger from safety! You're still not ready for this world Shion, no matter-"

"Rat?"

Nezumi's consciousness lost against the blaring pain, and blood loss. Shion shook his shoulders, trying to keep him aware. Finally he watched as his friends' eyes rolled to the back of his head.

"Rat…" he muttered to himself. He stayed by Nezumi's side, until he felt his strength regained. Hooking his friends' arm around his shoulder. He made sure not to forget Nezumi's blade, or else he'd be angry with him.

"You say I can't take care of myself…" Shion said to an unconscious Nezumi.

He frowned, "You're the one who needs me. If I would have ran what would have happened to you…?" he almost struggled against Nezumi's dead weight.

Lucky for Shion, they weren't too far from the back of Dog-Keeper's motel. He came from out of the bushes and discarded branches. He had hoped to see an employer of Dog-Keepers', but the yard was filled with the dogs.

Most if not all the dogs got defensive, but never growled. A familiar few lightened up when they realized who was in their presences. Shion dropped to his knees, feeling the pressure under Nezumi's weight. "Hey guys…" he smiled at the dogs, "Where is Dog-Keeper at…? Can you get her for me?"

One dog barked and ran past the other mutts that went to comfort Shion and Nezumi. Shion noticed his vision was blurring. 'I'm losing too much blood…' one dog nudged him. Hamlet poked his head out looking around.

Shion allowed Nezumi to slide off his shoulder. He blinked his eyes a couple of times to keep conscious. The dogs laid down next to Nezumi to keep him warm, the other remaining dogs did the same with Shion.

It was at this time Dog-Keeper came running full speed towards the two. "Pair of idiots I swear!" she said to herself. Shion gave her a weak smile and slumped over. "Hey! Yuki, come here give me a hand."

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"So…what happened to these two?" Rikiga asked.

Inukashi busily stitched up Nezumi's hand before part of it fell off. Shion was also being bandaged up by Yuki. "If I knew, I probably wouldn't help them. But then Rat would find a way to make me feel bad, and then I'd have to help the dumbasses anyway. That answer your question?"

"Answered mines." Yuki answered back meekly.

Rikiga shook his head. He rung the rag out, "No."

"To bad old man." Inukashi went through the last of the stitches and began to use staples to close the wound up. "Whatever trouble these guys ran into, did a number on them."

"That I'll agree to…" Rikiga walked over to Inukashi. She grabbed the rag from him and dabbed at the wound. Nezumi winced in his unconscious state, something Inukashi discarded. "Don't you think your being a bit too rough on him?"

"Clean out the rag, and no lip."

Rikiga shrugged his shoulders and grabbed the blood ridden rag from the girl. Yuki sat down next to Shion's sleeping form as he finished his duty of bandaging the young adult. Shion moaned as he stirred to.

"Dog-Keeper he's waking up."

"Thanks for the help Yuki." Inukashi waved her hand at the teenager, "You can leave now, I'll be sure to double your pay. Old man, you're getting a deduction for all the lip you've been giving me."

"What?!"

"Ngh…" Shion tossed and turned on his side until he finally sat up. He placed a hand on his head, "Dog-Keeper…?"

"That's me, don't wear that name out dammit." Inukashi grumbled. Standing up she was satisfied with her job well done on Nezumi's hand. "Looks all brand new." She crossed her arms. "Anyway, now for you…"

"Eh?" before anything else could come from Shion, a sharp stinging was all he felt on his cheek. "Ouch! What was that for?!"

"Leaving without telling. And getting yourself injured, AND for having me work twice as hard as than I normally have to."

"Might want to lay down Shion." He looked over in Rikiga's direction. "You lost a lot of blood back there…so you might may still be experiencing lightheadedness. To be sure you won't pass out again, I'd advise you to lay down." Shion nodded and laid down on the rugged couch.

Inukashi stood by the door way, "Also, Shion, if Rat wakes up and he's talking some crazy ass shit, that's because we drugged the hell out of him. Only so he won't be in so much pain that'd he'd faint like a little girl." She smirked and left out the room.

"She's the devil…I swear she is…" Rikiga muttered. "I'll get you and Eve something to drink and eat. Just relax and don't move a muscle." He also proceeded to walk out the room.

The last sound to be made was a click from the shutting of the door. Nezumi's mice and rats crawled from his jacket, which was carelessly slung across an old chair. The only thing for Shion to listen to was most of the squeaking and some of Nezumi's gibberish mumbling.

"That was too close…" Shion muttered to himself. He turned his back, facing the supporting part of the couch. "Hamlet?" Shion called out, he stayed silent for a moment. He soon felt a light tug on the loose part of the couch.

Hamlet quickly crawled his way to Shion; laying down beside his head. Smiling Shion slowly closed his eyes, feeling that he was in a safe environment.