A/N: Finally! I am so busy this week that I didn't have time whatsoever to write. The chapter is a bit short, but I will finish Luigi's and Mia's outing next chapter. After that, I will do Graverobber and Shilo. Please continue with the support! I am very thankful to stiffkittens101, an unknown reviewer, Moonlight, and FlaireSharpe for reviewing! You guys are the best. Warning: Contains profanities especially the f-bomb which is used quite a lot in here. But of course, who would Luigi be without his profanities, right? Edit: I do apologize if there seems to be places that were cut off. I don't understand why it's like that, but I have corrected it.

Chapter Thirteen

After Lina, Pavi, and Nate left Shilo's house to wherever they were going, Mia waited for Luigi to get prepared. It was then she turned to see he was wearing his usual black gloves, maybe from finding it in his luggage. Mia looked over at him for a moment and found that he was waiting for the door to open for him. Mia rolled her eyes before she opened the door for him. Luigi gave a satisfactory smirk and left first.

"Well, he's no gentleman," Mia thought before she bid Shilo farewell. Shilo nodded before waving, though she gave a worried look towards her poor friend. Mia winked at her to not worry and made her way to her fashionable silver car.

Mia, once again, opened the door for Luigi to get in and he entered without saying a "thank you" to her, though she didn't seem to mind at all. She drove quietly while Luigi's leg fidgeted impatiently for at least ten minutes. The quiet-filled air for some reason started to irritate him. After so many years of arguments and yelling in his family, he would have thought silence would make him happier for a change, but it seemed to make it worse to his already impatient self.

"Where are we fucking going," he asked, feeling mighty relieved that he could curse again.

"Shopping, lunch, and then circus," Mia answered simply.

Luigi's brow was raised as he had a look of disgust before he said, "Shopping? What the fuck? I don't want to fucking go shopping."

"You can do whatever you want then. I don't care. Just call me when you finish," Mia replied without an ounce of concern.

"What the hell! You aren't going to watch me or anything like your fucking crazy friend," questioned Luigi, who seemed half relieved and half curious.

"Mr. Largo, I prefer not to care in the first place. Since you are nowhere near Shilo's house and not anywhere near the people I care about, I do not have a care what you do. You can kill the strangers in the streets if you like and I will continue not to care. Strangers are of no concern to me," Mia explained, more than she would have liked.

Luigi smirked, finally feeling his freedom coming back when he is with this woman.

"Well, that is fucking fine with me," Luigi stated, feeling like talking more. Silence is nowhere near in becoming his friend anytime soon. "What is your number?"

When Mia told him, he immediately put it in his communication watch. After forty-minutes, they were finally in a shopping district that seemed to be more for the rich than anything else. She opened her door and left to open Luigi's door for him. He got out and Mia locked her door before they went their separate ways. At first, Luigi just walked around before he stopped at a coffee shop. How long did he not get his coffee? Way too long. Oh yes, he was very happy that he can finally have his addicting beverage now. Freedom wouldn't be sweet (or bitter) without his favorite beverage in his hand.

"That fucking cow. After I no longer have to stay at Wallace's house anymore, I'm going to slit her throat for the things she has done to me," Luigi thought. Memories of Lina abusing him when he went out of bounds or saying or doing things that she didn't like came rushing through his mind. He also hated her more for taking away his gloves and his knives. "Ah, I better buy a fucking knife later. I feel like doing a killing spree."

All of a sudden, he got a call from Mia. He looked at it questioningly before he answered, "What the fuck is it?"

"Just to remind you if you going to buy any knives, I have to take it away from you before you go inside the house. Lina will also do a pat down on you before you even enter as well. As much as I don't care for you, Lina and I have the responsibility to the safety of other people inside Shilo's house. That's all I wanted to say," Mia's voice told him. Just before he could say anything, she disconnected without another word. Luigi growled and cursed under his breath but shrugged. At least, he had some freedom.

When he entered the coffee shop, the people instantly knew who Luigi is. They all froze and didn't dare try to look at his eyes. Luigi felt smug about his powerful stature and told the employee to get his blend of coffee, and he added a threat so his coffee would be perfect. After the employee nodded and asking him if he wanted anything else, Luigi yelled and only wanted coffee which the employee flinched at the horrible fear of being slashed. When the employee hurriedly got his coffee after Luigi paid, Luigi sat at a nearby table to wait. After three minutes (not wanting Luigi to wait), his coffee was ready and made into perfection. But of course, he is going to be the judge of that. When he tasted the coffee, the employee waited in fear and praying the coffee was to his taste. Luigi's brows creased as if he appeared to not like it which made the employee froze in fear.

"I am so dead. So dead. I'm going to die. I just know it," the employee thought. It was then Luigi looked at him.

"What are you fucking staring at? You want me to fucking slice you open or something," Luigi yelled irritated. The employee looked shocked and wondered what he meant. After a few seconds of just pure shock, the employee yelped and ran into the back of the coffee shop where he would be safe. He wasn't going near the cash register any time soon.

"Fucking tards. Always trying to fucking piss me off," Luigi cursed quietly under his breath.

He left soon afterwards with his coffee at hand and started to browse the shopping district. This was supposedly the shopping district that he got his clothes from. It was due to the thanks of Pavi's love of fashion and ladies that he got his well-fitted and clean clothes. Just as he thought about his brother, he couldn't stop but laugh as he went with that horrible crazy cow somewhere.

"Fucking Pavi deserves hell," he thought. Little did he know, Pavi had quite a bit of fun with the crazy cow and Nate.

He was about to walk towards the weapon store until he stopped his tracks and remembered what he needed to do. He looked around him before he turned into an alleyway. It was then he used his communication device as he called his sister.

"What is it," Amber's voice rang in annoyance, "I am about to do something important."

"Like fuck it is important," Luigi growled, "Your stupid fucking idea is going nowhere. Wallace doesn't seem like she is fucking scheming anything. One week of me fucking staying here and there's not a fucking thing that happened."

"Really? I thought for sure she is trying to take back GeneCo," Amber Sweet said as if contemplating, "Did you try to get her to trust you guys?"

"The fuck," Luigi yelled, "Do you think after all that fucking happened at the Opera, she will try to fucking trust us?"

At that moment, Luigi could feel Amber rolling her eyes at the comment, and all Luigi thought was his sister is a "fucking idiot".

"Then try. Seduce her or something. Anything. We've got to know for sure she isn't trying to take GeneCo away from me, I mean, us."

"Tell Pavi to fucking seduce her," Luigi growled once more.

"Good point," Amber agreed before it was Luigi's turn to roll his eyes. "I'll let you tell him to do that. Oh, one more thing, why didn't you guys call me at least once in that whole week you stayed there?"

Luigi froze at the question and the memories of being tied up and being abused returned to his mind.

"We were fucking tied up at the moment," Luigi told her before he noticed he had made a pun.

Well, at least, he only half lied. If he told Amber the truth of being tied up for one week and somehow always managed to get slapped on the back of his head every day, she would never let him live it down. And of course, Luigi isn't going to "fucking" allow that.

"What did you guys even do? You guys can't be that busy," Amber Sweet said.

"It's none of your fucking business," Luigi yelled, "If I find anything, I'll tell you."

He then hung up on her and started making his way around to search for that weapon shop. Everything was starting to get on his nerves. His sister, his brother, the plan, and basically just everything that got on his nerves, especially Lina. Luigi even made a mental note to make Lina suffer before he killed her. Vengence is all he needed for being handled poorly by the hands of that "fat cow". He sipped his hot coffee and felt a tad bit relaxed. Unknowingly to him, there was a bit of calmness to his attitude. He would usually be more in a frenzy than he is now, and it seemed that being tied up for one week helped a bit to calm him.

After a long while of searching for the weapon's shop, Luigi finally gave up before he growled and cursed at the inconvenience of it. By that time, Luigi and Mia met up near a skyscraper. Luigi noticed that Mia was carrying a bag.

"Are you done tending to your own needs," Mia asked. Luigi growled once again.

"I can't find a fucking weapon store anywhere in this fucking district," Luigi replied. Mia shrugged.

"They don't sell weapons here," Mia explained. Luigi looked surprised for a moment before he growled.

"Then why did you fucking say if I bought a knife that you'd take it away? If you fucking knew, why didn't you fucking tell me? I basically looked everywhere for nothing. The fuck," Luigi yelled angrily, making the people that passed by to stare at them. Luigi noticed and yelled, "Piss off or I'll fucking shoot all of you!"

And of course, the people scuttled off from that threat. Mia sighed before putting a hand on her hip and stared at him as if he was the most boring person in the world. Surprisingly, he didn't seem at all pissed off about that.

"I never really thought you were going to look for it here. I assumed you already knew and thought you were going to call someone to buy it for you," Mia explained calmly, "It's almost time for lunch anyways. Let's go somewhere to eat."

"The fucking place better be fucking good," Luigi said irritatedly.

"I think you misunderstood me, Mr. Largo. I prefer to have lunch by myself. If you have a place you fancy, you are allowed to do so," Mia said coolly.

"What the hell," Luigi yelled, "You aren't going to take me somewhere to eat?"

Mia rolled her eyes before she stood up straight and her hand on her hip was now on her side and said, "I do not eat alone with guys that I do not fancy. And of course, this is rather one of the rich districts you must be accustomed to, so surely you must know a place you would like to eat at."

"Well fucking thank you," Luigi yelled before stomping away before mumbling, "Fucking stupid woman. I ain't that fucking bad to spend time with. Being at Wallace's fucking house is much more better than being fucking alone like this. At least, I have fucking someone to argue with."

Meanwhile, Mia smirked as she watched Luigi stomping away into the distance. She shook her head and made her way to a restaurant nearby. The restaurant felt rich with that feeling of superiority and importance to it. There was a lack of decorations, but the restaurant wasn't at all bland. The walls were black, but the lighting in the restaurant helped to make the restaurant glow. She was welcomed by a man who obviously had surgery on his face and looked like he was in his early thirties. He had creases on his smile that looked too odd to be wrinkles or dimples. Mia, though, was not a person to be judgmental at any means. Heck, she shared a house with Lina, didn't she? And so far, she hasn't killed her yet.

After she finally had a seat and ordered some wine, she looked through the menu. There was an extensive amount of options she could pick from, but she looks at it boredly and uninterested. By then, she thinks about the laughter and conversation at Shilo's home. Mostly, she missed her friends' company, though she would not admit it. Yes, she yearned time alone, but she would always prefer spending time with her good friends even Lina's headache teasing was good enough for Mia.

"Ma'am," a voice questioned towards her, snapping her out of her thoughts. She looked up at the young waiter waiting patiently and smiling at her. She let out a small sigh before looking at her menu again and just randomly picked something that she saw first. The waiter wrote it down and gave a small smile before taking the menu and leaving to the kitchen.

It was then she was left to her thoughts again. She could have had lunch with Luigi Largo, but she always stuck by her principles. And if she had lunch with him, it would mean she accepted him in her life. And of course, it would mean nothing but trouble, and that was the last thing she would do. Or she thought.

Lunch had been quite boring for Mia and Luigi. Luigi's lunch consisted of him being pissed off when he found that his lunch was not perfect to his standards. Usually, he would have stabbed the waiter for his failure. But sadly, he didn't have a knife! To replace his stabbing frenzy, he would yell out twice his profanities. But as he yelled halfway, as if by reflex, he turned immediately behind him. And of course, there was nothing there. He gave a sigh of relief before he mumbled more profanities.

"Fucking fat cow. Thought she was going to hit behind my head again. Fuck. Am I getting used to it," Luigi thought, mentally cursing himself for reacting like that.

During his unpleasant meal, he felt lonely for some odd reason. Usually, he would have been glad to have a tranquil time for himself, but it had been rather boring to not have company while he ate. Although, before he came to Shilo's house, he ate his meals by himself. It was the one of the only times he had time for himself while most of his time consisted of him arguing, yelling, and/or stabbing someone. At least, he had someone to argue with or bash at in Shilo's house. Now, all he felt was loneliness. It was the first time he actually felt this way, really. Though unknown to him, he had felt the feeling of lingering loneliness even before this, but he always used his stabbing frenzy to crush the feeling.

Just as he finished, he called Mia that he was done and told her the place he was waiting. He didn't need to wait long to see her car in front of the restaurant. This time, he opened the passenger's seat door for himself. Just as Luigi settled in her car, she drove away after he closed it. There was a continuing silence among them which irritated Luigi even greatly. His leg fidgeted impatiently as if the silence was going to make him go crazy. Mia was, in no way, like Lina.

"The hell with this," Luigi yelled angrily. He looked over at Mia and said, "What is your fucking problem? Why don't you fucking talk?"

Mia smirked before replying, "Did you think I am like Lina? What would benefit me if I talked? And what would benefit you if I did?"

"The fuck," Luigi said though he was rather smirking now. "Like your fucking style Four-eyes. You're fucking right. You and I won't fucking benefit nothin' by talking."

"Correct. This is the very reason why I let you do whatever you want out here. I have no need to speak while you could have the freedom to do anything," Mia explained, "It benefits us both."

"Shit. You're much better than that crazy friend of yours," Luigi said, laughing heartily, "So we're going to the fucking circus, huh?"

"Yes, Mr. Largo," Mia answered. She was getting slowly irritated by Luigi's talkative nature.

Silence filled the air once again and Luigi seemed rather irritated as well. Without conversation, it was a whole lot boring but he knew Mia was right. What was the point of talking if there wasn't anything beneficial to them? For now, he would just cope with it until they got to the circus.