Okinata: I can't decide!

Ren: -rolling his eyes- On what this time?

Okinata: Whether I like being ill or not...

Ren: -hisses- What's to decide here?

Okinata: You see, if I'm ill, I don't go to school, so I miss all the tests, have more time for doing my homework, and can write, read or draw things all day long! But on the other side, I have to make up everything at once!

Ren: Still, I think there is nothing to consider. First of all, you write, read and draw things all day long even when you go to school. Second: you don't do your homework, anyway.

Okinata: -hurt- Oh, Ren, why are you always so sceptic?

Ren: Don't cheat yourself: you're the one who makes me act like that!

Okinata: Dattebayo... -making sweet, hurt-puppy eyes-

Ren: -trying his best not to look at this sight of innocence and cuteness- NO! Don't you even try-

Okinata: -tilting his head to side- Nyu?

Ren: AAAAGHHHH!

Go. Finally found you...

It was such a weird feeling: to think about everything and about nothing (or even simply not thinking at all) at the same time. He was prepared for it, he somehow saw it coming, but it clearly wasn't enough to lessen Ren's shock as the look of his golden eyes rested on the smiling brunette. The Chinese stood, dumbfound, unable to speak. He didn't know why he acted like this. Maybe he simply he wasn't used to such situations anymore? Those three years of being alone (on his own wish, but nevermind it) had to somehow leave it's trails on him, after all.

"Go on, better eat them before they melt." Nichrome said, his voice low and sounding really nice. His simple statement was what finally made Ren snap out of his state of stupor.

He nodded slightly, and took his portion with a small blush. God, the hell am I acting like an idiot? I must have really gotten weird though those past years... He thought, pulling himself together. He closed his eyes for a brief moment, but when he opened them back, they lost all the confusion. They were now cold as they used to be, and he felt really good with it. He felt his mind clear, and he was able to think sharply again. He decided to start with examining the changes in the previous Priest.

First of all, he got taller, that was certain. When they last met, he was about the same height as Ren, but now he was taller by almost a head, but his face stayed more or less like he remembered it - grey, half-closed eyelids, a never-fading smile and messy, brown hair. The characteristic, long plait was still on it's usual place, as well. But what Ren immediately noticed was his clothes, so much different from the Priest robe he used to wear in the Path village; he was now dressed in a loose t-shirt and beige trousers.

"So, it was you after all." He said, trying to keep his voice as calm as possible.

"Well, yeah, that's right. You don't seem too surprised, though. You expected it to be me?" Nichrome replied, smiling even wider.

"Yes, you can say I did. So... what do you want from me this time?"

"Oh, nothing in particular. I'm just continuing my mission, or you could even say I'm handling it out a little bit more commitment." His stone eyes twitched slightly as he said this.

"...'I won't let you become a sinner anymore'... is that what it's all about?"

"Oh, so you remembered it in every detail!" The brunette seemed to enjoy teasing Ren. "One could think it's somehow important to you, you know?"

The younger boy hissed. "You wish. So, Nichrome, how are you going to commit yourself more to your mission?" His voice was filled with sarcasm, but it didn't seem to bother the other one at all.

"Oh, It's really simple: from now on, I'm going to live together with you!" The previous Pries said happily.

That almost stroke Ren down. He lost control over himself for the second time during less than an hour. He was definitely not content with it, but at the moment he couldn't help it anyway, so he decided to first try to regain his balance. "Okay, now that goes too far! Even if I would like to have you there - which I don't - I live together with my sister Jun, and I don't think she would agree! I know well enough that you have been observing me all the time recently, or maybe even since that day in Path village, so you should know it!"

"Oh... but I'm afraid it's already too late, Ren. The decision has already been made. And don't worry, Jun has already agreed to that, so it's not a problem. And thus, I'm afraid you have not a choice but to endure."

Ren stared at him with his eyes wide-open with shock and disbelief. He knew he lied about his sister having something against Nichrome living together with him at her house. After all, the brunette was just perfect for another one of her wicked pairings. But the fact, that the two annoying people have already settled it?

Okay, it's officially slipping out of control... Damn, this is crazy! How can I live like that! Why it all happens so fast...?

"Oh, Ren! Nichrome-kun!" They both looked at the green-haired Chinese girl in her twenties, who waved her hand to draw their attention, although it was unnecessary with her loud, high-pitched voice.

"Speaking of the devil." The older boy said happily, shifting his attention from Jun to her brother. He smirked with amusement, his eyes sparkling evilly as he saw a pistachio and chocolate substance flow down his hand. "Um... Ren, your ice-cream melted almost completely, you know?"

Okinata: Hmm... I'm not quite sure but I guess it's the longest chapter of "Sinners" ever (or at least up until now)...

Ren: -in a deep shock- It... it was... Nichrome? All the time?

Okinata: -amused- I wish you could see yourself now, Ren! Oh, wait, I know! -takes out a camera and makes a few photos- Just wait until your trauma is over! -giggles evilly- Hm... Still there's something missing... Ah! I know! This chapter was almost completely not perverted! Goddesses, does that mean I'm starting to be normal? -terrified-

All-the-people-who-know-me: Muridana!

Okinata: -a moment to take everything into consideration- Um... you're right, it is impossible -smirks with satisfaction- So, however, I have a favour to ask:

EVERYONE WHO IS READING THIS LOAD OF CRAP: WISH ME LUCK!

I have a performance tomorrow (I'm a singer in a performance in a Shakespeare competition in my school) and on 21st of march, during the "Days Open" of my school (this time I'm singing twice: with my Flamenco group and as a representative of a Japanese district of London - a part of my class' project - I sing the national anthem of Japan in English and of Great Britain in Japanese, and the ending theme from "Suzumiya Haruhi no Yuutsu"), so I really, really beg you all, WISH ME LUCK!

Everyone: Hai! GANBATTE YO!