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The Very Exciting Author's Note!
Mugi: Hey there people! It's nice to see you guys again! :D Silence is back once again, and now we're one step away from the second arc - I'm so excited!
Cha-Cha: *feigning shock* Wait a sec - I thought last chapter was the final chapter in the Ambush Arc! :O
Mugi: Well, yes ^^'' But… Well… There had to be some aftermath, okay? I mean, how else will the readers know what happened to Momoka, and how Mori is coping, and all that shit? I mean… Jeez! It's not exactly like we can just announce it at the start of the next chapter: "Okay, in case you guys didn't know" - Which of course, they WOULDN'T - "they blah blah blah Momoka blah blah blah Mori's chicken tendons blah blah blah END. AND SO THE STORY CONTINUES." Can we? That'd only irritate people!
Cha-Cha: Ahh, whatever. Anyway, on with the review replies.
Superstarultra, chapter 7: Ahh, we're glad you liked it! The gore scene was… Well, DAT WAS EPIC SHIT, ne? XD Aww, I love Mugi…
Anyway, yes, thank you for the lovely review, and thank you for supporting us! :')
Kyon-is-Haruhi's-Slave00, chapter 7: Ahaha, thanks? XD Hopefully, the wait wasn't too long this time around?
Mugi: Drake Nolsa, chapter 8: Yikes! *cowers behind Cha-Cha* P-Please leave my ovaries alone, N-N-Nolsa-sama! *cries* Haha, we're glad you liked the chapter, and I hope the wait wasn't as long as it was last time…
Mr Wang 330, chapter 7: Er, yeah… About that… Er, we're not all that good when it comes to all this detailed fighting, and whatever (which kinda sucks, cause this is a war-story…), so we're doing the best we can, but it still probably isn't as good as it could be D: And don't worry, all about Takeo will be revealed in good time *taps nose* Thank you for your support, too. We actually have a few things to ask you about concerning Asami for later chapters, so we'll PM you about that (:
The Layman, chapter 7: Haha, happy belated-belated Easter to you too :D And I say belated twice cause it's even more belated… It's June… D:
Brendan Rizzo, chapter 7: I'm glad you like our portrayal of Kazue ^_^ That's exactly as we tried to make her come across as, so I'm glad you picked up on it =) Well, as it will be explained in later chapters, there's a lot less of the original ESPers left now, so the new generation of ESPers had to come from somewhere, right? Also, we're not really experts on that kind of thing, so… Well, as this is a fan fiction, plot twists can be around every corner! 8D
All will be revealed, so thanks for the lovely reviews, guys! Also, this is a completely random shout-out, but thank you to our mom for giving us a ton of information about how to stop Mori's bleeding! 8D As she is a nurse, she was a big help during the time we were writing that scene. Even though she won't read this, I just wanted to say thanks :')
Cha-Cha: Aaaaand, now it's time to introduce the newest additions to our OC cast! Hiesuke Tsuyoshi and Elena Morina, your five-second intros start… NOW!
Hiesuke Tsuyoshi: I have no time for these foolish readers. I'll make their deaths slow and painful.
Mugi: *hides*
Elena: H-Hello… *shyly* My name is Elena, and my codename is Dark Soul- *transforms into DS* Haha, sup people! The name's Dark Soul. Want my number? You'll - have - to - earn - it ~!
Cha-Cha: *weirded-out* O~kay, well, review if ya want, and submit an OC to become a part of Silence! :D
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Silence
"Here," I said, passing a mug of hot chocolate to Rikuto. He looked up and smiled tiredly.
"Thanks, Dango." I nodded and sat down on the floor beside him. Something seemed a lot different about him, although I couldn't place a finger on what it was. Something about his eyes. They seemed filled with a sadness and aftershock I couldn't even begin to describe.
This war wasn't right. Especially not for kids like us.
Mr Koizumi was pacing, brow furrowed and face a sickly white I didn't like the look of at all, while Miss Kazue was gently playing with Hotaru's hair, braiding it into tiny braids in random places. She seemed a lot calmer then Mr Koizumi, like she'd run out of energy.
Hotaru was on her phone, even though I could tell from the way her face was glistening with tear-tracks that she was clearly hurt by the events of tonight.
Momoka was asleep in the other room, while Asami was stood against the wall with her arms folded, murmuring to herself, her eyes burning with a lust for revenge. She glanced at her mother sat in an armchair asleep and glared.
To be honest, I couldn't argue against that look - Miss Mikuru shouldn't have been in any state to sleep. Not while Miss Mori was in the condition that she was.
"I still can't believe this is happening," Rikuto said, as he had been every ten minutes for the past three hours.
"Well, believe it, baby," I said, sighing heavily. "This is reality. Get used to it." He bit his lower lip and said nothing. Instantly I felt guilty.
I shouldn't have been so blunt with Rikuto, because I was feeling just as shook up as he did, but… I don't know. I guess I just felt like we all had the same thoughts without him blurting it out randomly.
Looking around, everybody looked awful; Mr Koizumi was pale as a sheet and his fringe stuck damply to his forehead, Miss Kazue was calm but her eyes held an exhausted, if not almost haunted look, Hotaru was blubbing away shamelessly, Rikuto seemed shaky and broken-up, Asami was absolutely furious and Miss Mikuru seemed so tired she'd curled up almost immediately.
These people were seriously out of shape.
"…I hope everything's going to be all right…" Miss Kazue murmured, tying up another minute braid in Hotaru's hair. I shivered, as if the atmosphere had turned the room to ice.
This silence was scaring me. The occasional comment made by Rikuto or Miss Kazue was all that was keeping the room by being swallowed by it. That, and the odd whimper from behind the door where Miss Mori was resting.
I was vaguely aware of Rikuto's breath hot on my face and turned to face him, his eyes shining with a faint trace of hope.
"Dango, you… You can't see anything, can you? I mean, Miss Mori's going to be okay right?"
I shook my head sadly.
"It doesn't work like that, sweetie. I don't ask for the predictions. They just happen randomly. I'm not a TV; I can't tune into whatever I want."
Rikuto's fist tightened and he slumped back against the wall.
"But if you knew anything, you'd tell us, right?"
I nodded.
"Sure thing, hun."
I looked up as Mr Koizumi grunted loudly, slamming his fist against the wall with full force; I swear I heard something crunch. Rikuto looked up, eyes filled with an emotion I didn't see in him all that often anymore; for a moment he looked like a frightened child.
"D-Dad?" He stopped hugging his knees to his chest and stood up so suddenly he spilt some of his hot chocolate down his front. Mr Koizumi seemed to barely hear him, and instead punched the wall again, head falling forward so I couldn't see what kind of face he was making.
Maybe that was for the best.
"I-Itsuki!" Miss Kazue stood up and rushed towards him, holding onto his arm, confusion and fear written all over her face. He shrugged her off angrily, and it was then that I knew the Mr Koizumi we knew had momentarily disappeared. He'd been replaced by just a single emotion. Rage.
"This is all insane!" He yelled. "Insane, absolutely insane! Miss Mori didn't deserve any of this, you hear me? She didn't deserve any of this! She was absolutely amazing, and to think that any of this happened when I was supposed to be keeping everybody safe… THIS IS ALL MY DAMN FAULT!" He raised his fist again, and Rikuto clung onto it fearfully, fighting his father's strength like his life depended on it.
"I SHOULD'VE DIED! IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME WHO GOT HURT, NOT HER! SHE DESERVED BETTER THEN THAT!"
"You're way out of line," Asami said firmly, stepping in between Rikuto and Mr Koizumi. She pushed him up against the wall. I had to hand it to her. She can be really damn strong when she wants to be.
Mr Koizumi's eyes widened, as if she'd slapped him, and suddenly everything came flooding back. He stood there, eyes wide and unblinking as they began to overflow, salty teardrops threatening to fall, clinging to his eyelashes. He ground his teeth together as his head fell, shoulders shaking with wracking sobs.
"DAMMIT!" he choked, hiding his face in his hands, completely broken. Miss Kazue began to cry too, loud wails that echoed across the room and the sound of her voice so heartbroken brought tears to my eyes. Asami's lip trembled for a brief moment, before she composed herself, slapping Mr Koizumi's arm with full force.
"Get a hold of yourself, you idiot! No leader lets him or herself go like this, even if things get to their worst! Man up!"
Her face softened then, releasing her grip on Mr Koizumi's arm and backing away slightly.
"Keep yourself together, if not for you, then at least for your family."
My gaze involuntarily flickered from Miss Kazue, who was bawling her eyes out, to Rikuto, white-faced and shivering violently.
"You need a break, Itsuki Koizumi. Relax, clear your head."
At that moment, I instantly knew exactly what Asami wanted to know. It's strange, my premonitions. I don't see, I know things. Thoughts just pop into my head. And right now, this particular thought seemed pretty useful.
"U-Um, I'm sorry to interrupt…" Asami turned around to look at me. "B-But… I, uh, I just had a premonition." Rikuto spun round to face me, eyes wild.
"W-Was it about Miss Mori? Is she okay?" he cried. I shook my head.
"N-No, it's not about that. Um, could I maybe take Asami to the side f-for a moment?"
Hotaru glanced up at me, her eyes red and puffy from crying. I felt bad that I couldn't cheer her up, but she'd refused to speak to anybody since she arrived. Asami simply raised an eyebrow, obviously not impressed that I'd interrupted her lecture, but walked towards me, taking my arm and leading me out into the corridor. I could hear Miss Kazue murmuring to Mr Koizumi, her voice shaking.
"Well?"
Asami stood facing me, arms crossed tightly over her chest, her face impatient. I knew what she was thinking; usually, I'm sad to say, my premonitions were not all that useful, although I still had a duty to tell Asami everything I predicted. Throughout the week, she often discovered what somebody, somewhere, was having for tea that night, or that it would rain in seven weeks. She didn't look hopeful.
"I, er…" I began, trying to get my words out right; my voice was still rusty from the hours of silence, "I think that… The, er, the Suzumiya's will be arriving at HQ4 sometime soon."
Asami's other eyebrow shot up now, giving her a look of complete surprise. She unfolded her arms, letting them fall to her hips.
"You're sure?"
"Pretty sure."
Asami's face came out in a smile, eyes shining.
"Perfect," she whispered, "In the morning, I'll let Sayuri know that she'll have some visitors. Dango, can you contact Takeo tomorrow? He should probably know about this."
She turned to leave, her hair swishing perfectly as she made her way back into the room. I followed meekly.
The Koizumi family were knelt on the floor, Miss Kazue resting her head on Mr Koizumi's shoulder. The rest of the room were just staring, some crying. Miss Mikuru was wiping her eyes blearily, still half asleep, but sensing the tense atmosphere.
"Koizumi." Mr Koizumi, Miss Kazue and Rikuto all looked up. Asami stood with her arms folded. "You're going on a vacation. To HQ4, to be more precise. Besides, I can't let you crash here more then a night. My spare rooms are already taken." They sat, blinking dumbly, their traces of thoughts still on the "vacation" part.
"Get away from here, clear your head. Obviously if you're going to lose control like this you're in no state to lead the ESPers. When you're feeling better, come back and we'll see about putting HQ1 back as your main base again. For now, your soldiers belong to me. I'll hand them over as soon as you ditch the depression front."
"But that's ridiculous!" Mr Koizumi looked more than annoyed at that idea. "I have a responsibility, and you're expecting me to drop it and head up to HQ4 when I haven't even been called?"
"Yes," she said, narrowing her eyes, "and if you protest I'll just have to make you leave by force. Consider this a well-earned rest, Koizumi."
He shook his head, standing up.
"I'm not going," he said simply, frowning. "Not when I have people around me who have sacrificed so much." He left the room.
"D-Dad…!" Rikuto sprang to his feet and hurried after him, glancing back worriedly over his shoulder.
Miss Kazue blew a strand of hair upwards, looking hot and bothered.
"Asami, honey… I know what you're trying to do, really, but… Well, Itsuki would hate to leave now. He doesn't openly express this, but… He has people that he feels he has to protect. He can't abandon them. And besides…" She looked down, fringe falling forward. "If worst comes to worst, he's going to be too upset over Miss Mori to even think about relaxing."
Miss Mikuru chewed on her lower lip, shivering slightly, while Hotaru came forward and clumsily put her arms around Miss Kazue. She glared at the wall opposite, eyes red-rimmed and burning with anger.
"He didn't have any right to lose it like that," she snapped. "Nor to take it out on you and Rikuto. Asami knows exactly what she's talking about. If he's going to lose his temper the way he just has, he needs to take a couple hundred pills and chill out."
Miss Kazue closed her mouth tightly and said nothing. It seemed she was torn between defending her husband and admitting that what Hotaru had said was the truth.
"It's settled then."
Asami smiled and sat on the arm of Miss Mikuru's chair, crossing her legs, a smug look on her face.
"Anyway, we found your lost little girl. She a new soldier of yours, Kazue?"
Miss Kazue didn't appear to be in a joking mood. She gave Asami a slight glare, before nodding a little to vigorously.
"Momoka Murakami, she's come to work for us. I'm glad she's alright, but then again, she is a tough cookie."
I'd never seen Asami with such a satisfied expression. Her and Miss Kazue's conflict was legendary, a folk tale passed from generation to generation; it was guaranteed that when put in the same room, the two women would find something to argue about. Asami, proud as ever, was a pro at pushing other people's buttons, and Miss Kazue, surprisingly, was ace at snappy comebacks. The two were complete opposites, although I had always thought opposites attract, until I met these two.
"It doesn't seem to be that way, Kazue," Asami remarked, raising an eyebrow in mock surprise, "the poor girl was pretty beat up; I even had Dango perform emergency first aid."
I rolled my eyes. Sure the girl had a sprained hand, but it was hardly life threatening.
Miss Kazue's eyes narrowed.
"Is that so? I don't believe there was anything wrong with her hand until she turned up outside your door."
Asami's face fell.
"Watch it, Koizumi."
By then Hotaru had stopped listening to the two women's petty fight and had slumped in the corner, hair falling over her face. I walked over to her, taking her hand and pulling her to her feet.
"Hey come on, lets leave these two alone, shall we?"
Any other time Hotaru would have cracked a smile and made some corny joke about the bickering pair, but not today; she simply shrugged and followed after me, out of the room and down the corridor.
I was instantly horrified to find a snoring mess as I turned the corner, causing me to almost trip over my own feet.
"Oh for God's sake, Jack, will you stop sleeping in the oddest of places?"
Jack opened his eyes blearily, hauling himself to his feet. His hair was long and matted, and he really could do with a shave, but his eyes were kind and he was handsome nonetheless, in a strange kind of way. He grinned sheepishly.
"How's it going, Dango?"
I face palmed; this guy was unbelievable.
"Why are you sleeping in the corridor, Jack?"
He frowned.
"Call me Snake. Anyway, I've lost my key, haven't I?"
"Lost your key? Aren't you like, one of the greatest martial artists in all the world? Why the hell do you need a key?"
Jack looked taken aback.
"You expect me to bust down the door? Asami would go nuts!"
"Show Asami a little respect," I scolded. "It's Miss Asahina to you."
"Sorr-ee, mom," he said, flashing a grin at me. His gaze slowly shifted to Hotaru, who stood behind me, silent, mouth firmly shut.
"And who's this sweetie? I haven't seen her around. Where you been hiding her, Dan?"
Old Hotaru would have grounded him the moment the word 'sweetie' left his lips. New Hotaru just stood there and said nothing. Being the awesome best friend, of course, I felt I had to defend her.
"Shut up Jack-"
"-Call me Snake-"
"-Hotaru's not interested in hobo's. You can't go through life using your limited knowledge of martial arts to impress girls, you know."
He raised his hands in defence.
"Hey, who you calling limited? I'll have you know I've trained in countless different countries, even different worlds; I like to think I have an extended knowledge on that subject!" He cocked an eyebrow. "Anyway, why're you being so harsh on me? I've barely said a word about my Martial Arts expertees - it's mostly just been you chewing my ear off."
"Uh, yeah…" I turned around. Hotaru, who had barely said a word since I'd approached her, was watching him curiously. "Who is this guy, again?"
"He claims he's some sort of martial arts master who's been sliding all over the place, but… Well, to be perfectly honest, the only reason we recruited him is because we found him outside HQ3 half-starved and passed out on the ground."
Jack frowned.
"What do you mean 'claims'? I have been to other worlds, I tell ya! Believe it!" His mad claims sounded sketchy, but Hotaru was the kind of person who will believe anything if she likes the sound of it.
"Awesome!" Her face lit up slightly, looking Jack up and down as though he were a piece of modern art she didn't know whether she should like or not.
"Moving on," I added, before Hotaru got caught up in Jack's long rambles about his time in parallel universes. Grasping the crook of Hotaru's elbow, I pulled her past Jack and down through the corridor towards the room I knew Momoka was sleeping in. I heard Jack's voice behind us, shouting something about how he still couldn't get into his room, but I ignored him. I don't know what it is, but something about that guy just pisses me off.
Hotaru raised her eyebrows as we walked, a creepy grin appearing on her face.
"Hey Dango, that guy was cute. And you two seem to have hit it off. There isn't something going on between you is there?"
I rolled my eyes; Hotaru could be such a girl.
"You couldn't be further from the truth! I mean, I've only known him a few days. And besides, you know my heart belongs to only Rikuto."
Hotaru pulled a face and pretended to throw up, with very convincing sound effects; it was useful that all I had to do to shut her up was bring up my undying love for Rikuto Koizumi. One would assume she was jealous, but she'd assured me that that truly wasn't the case, never in a million years and if he was the last boy on earth. Very convincing.
"Momoka's in here," I whispered, pushing open the door to her room. Hotaru frowned even more, if that were possible. I was surprised; I'd expected her to be happy to see her friend again, but then again, Hotaru could be bitchy, selfish and a little hard to get along with, so perhaps there was more to the two girl's relationship than I'd thought. As the door creaked open, Momoka sat bolt upright, causing both Hotaru and me to flinch. Her eyes shone in the dim light, making her look eerily like a cat, ready to pounce on its prey. She frowned when she caught sight of us.
"Oh it's you two," she spat, slumping against the wall. "Come to laugh at the girl with the broken wrist, huh?"
"For the last time, it's a sprained hand, not a broken wrist," I said irritably. Momoka shrugged; she genuinely didn't seem to be bothered at all by what I had to say. Moody cow.
"I thought you were Rikuto," she said nonchalantly, "we were talking before, after Mr Koizumi stormed past my room. He seemed quite upset. It was good for him to have somebody to confide in."
I knew where this was going. The two may not have known each other long, but this Momoka sure knew how to push Hotaru's buttons. I felt her tense beside me. Usually I would have tried to cool her down, but I had an instant loathing for this chick; she was just so smug. A tiny smile appeared on Momoka's face; she was obviously delighted at her reaction.
"He's a pretty sensitive boy you know, although he does like to act like Mr-Tough-Guy most of the time. I'm surprised that he didn't go to you, actually, Hotaru. Aren't you supposed to be best friends?"
I narrowed my eyes, wishing with all my might that I may miraculously develop laser vision and blast Momoka's head off in the blink of an eye. I felt my fists clench. Momoka's eyes flickered to my fists and narrowed dangerously.
"You looking for a fight, Anpan?"
"It's Dango!" I spat, feeling my brain ticking over with various tortures for the bitch. If looks could kill, I'd be dead now by the look Momoka was giving me, but she didn't lunge at me as I'd expected her to; she simply lay down in bed, pulling the duvet up around her face.
"Rikuto left earlier, with Mr Koizumi. Apparently some Miss Something or other wanted to speak to him."
I heard the breath catch in Hotaru's throat.
"Miss Mori?"
"Something like that…"
The news caught up with Hotaru in a rush. It was like when a cloud fills up with rain and suddenly explodes in a downpour. She turned on her heels and left, rushing down the corridor. I gave one last glance at Momoka, huddled up underneath her bedcovers, and followed Hotaru.
"Wait up!" I called to her, almost tripping over Jack's abnormally long legs.
"So, you're back for more of The Rattlesnake, huh-?"
"Not now, Jack!" I snapped, crashing past him. He muttered something about 'the ladies always crawling back to Jack' as I turned a corner, almost falling into Hotaru, who was stood still. I followed her gaze and watched as Rikuto and Mr Koizumi shut the door quietly, almost silently, as if they were in shock.
"Well?"
Hotaru's voice was hoarse and I could see her fingers shaking violently. Rikuto gave a sad smile.
"S-She'll be okay," he croaked, tears filling his eyes as Hotaru began to cry, enormous sobs of relief. She flung herself at Rikuto, who took a step backwards, his eyes wide and unexpecting. I tried to ignore the gnawing feeling of jealousy in the pit of my stomach.
Rikuto hesitantly patted Hotaru on the back, unsure of how to respond, but his eyes were still dim; something wasn't right.
"Hotaru, she… She's alive, but… Well… She's paralyzed."
He choked on the last word, tears streaming down his cheeks, and he buried his face in Hotaru's shoulder, trying to hide the tears. "F-From the waist down… She's paralyzed…"
I glanced up at Mr Koizumi, but his expression was unreadable; it was impossible to tell what he was feeling, but his eyes were slightly red, as if he too had been crying. Hotaru just stood, frozen, as if she couldn't process the words properly. After a few moments, Rikuto released her, wiping his eyes on his sleeve, but she just stood limply like a doll, her expression one of complete shock.
"She… She c-can't move. I did that to her. This is all my fault!"
Her face crumpled up, as her knees buckled; Hotaru fell to her knees, covering her eyes with her hands to stop the tears leaking out from showing, wailing loudly, like a child.
Rikuto crashed down beside her and held her numbly, eyes wide and dim, as if he was acting unconsciously, not registering his surroundings.
I watched as Mr Koizumi turned away, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists. Not for the first time today, I was at loss of what to do, floundering in a sea of devastated people.
This war is slowly swallowing us.
That was the first thought that occurred to me as I stood before them, watching silently. As Hotaru cried and Rikuto comforted her, as he stared blankly on and Mr Koizumi blinked back the sadness, my heart was going out to them all.
They need help, I decided, biting my lip. They're all messed up right now. They need cheering up, something to take their minds off of things. Asami's right. How can they live through a war in this condition?
"Mr Koizumi," I said, trying my best to keep my voice steady. "Even if you don't agree with Asami, I think you should travel up to HQ4. It will do you guys good to get away from here for a while, trust me. Even if she doesn't show it, Asami really cares for you guys. I know she'd be disappointed if you didn't go." He frowned, and I silently breathed a sigh of relief. At least he was being expressive now.
"I'm sorry, Dango… I know you mean well, but I can't leave. Not when Miss Mori's condition is as it is."
"Look, sir…" My eyes widened at that voice. I turned around, startled. Jack was stood behind me, and even though he looked tired from his uneasy, irregular sleeping patterns, his eyes were watching Mr Koizumi with a seriousness I didn't know he had.
"J-Jack…?"
"Look, sir, I don't know what crap you've lugged with you here, but if Asami and Dango say you should go, it's obviously not worth turning down. Who knows? This little trip up to HQ4 might heal you better then moping around here will." Wow. That was pretty deep, for Jack's standards.
"Wh-What Jack means is," I said hurriedly, before Mr Koizumi could get too ticked off by Jack's outbursts, "is that, you might all feel better if you take a break from all of this." He sighed heavily.
"You people won't let me turn this trip down, will you?" he asked tiredly. "…Well, okay, then. I'm not happy about this… but if everybody's that concerned, I suppose we'll go."
Rikuto pulled Hotaru to her feet, biting back more tears.
"C-Come on," he said, tears still running down his face. "M-Mom will be getting worried, and everything… We should get back, before they all start to worry about us."
"O-Okay," she sobbed, standing up shakily. She was still crying as he took her hand and led her away, murmuring to her softly. Mr Koizumi exhaled deeply, before following them.
Jack leaned in closer to me as we lagged behind.
"Man, these Koizumi's are really messed up, huh?" he whispered. I shrugged.
"I guess that's what they must look like. But… Well, they're normally pretty tough. It's just that Miss Mori's been hurt. Real bad. I knew her too, but not like they did-"
"-Which is why you're not crying your eyes out and kneeling on the floor too," he finished. Jack flashed a grin. "Well, they seem interesting. Hopefully I'll have the chance to get to know them better soon. No offence, but I don't really feel like sticking around here for too long. I just want to finish off the war already so everybody can relax and have fun without feeling guilty."
"That's some strong motives you've got there," I remarked. He shrugged.
"Well, if it'll make the Koizumi family less depressing, then sure, I'll reach for that goal with all my might. Cause I'm telling you, it's a real downer being surrounded by people who cry all the time."
"You're the weirdest person I've ever met," I said.
"And don't you forget it," replied Jack, smirking. He ruffled my hair and I shrank away from him, pulling a face.
Jack sighed and stuffed his hands in his pockets.
"…So… About my room…"
Next Arc :- the Mountain Arc!
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Cha-Cha: So, thanks for reading the latest instalment of Silence :D I hope that it provided enough angst and satisfaction for all you angsty satisfaction seekers!
Mugi: And we also hope that you guys liked the brief encounter with two newly-introduced OCs, Dango Yowaki and Jack "Snake" Lesser! (:
Cha-Cha: Now, we're gonna let you guys in on something big… Rikuto and Hotaru have Tumblr accounts now! :D Woo-hoopla~
They'll be listed on Cha-Cha and Mugi's fan fiction profiles (for those of you who just wanna click on the hyperlinks), as well as below for those of you who are too lazy to check our profiles.
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Anyway, there you'll find awesome updates like pictures, any Silence AMVs and trailers (cause we've been in the mood lately), Rikuto and Hotaru's personal blogging posts, and just random Silence updates, cause, ya know, it takes a while for us to post a new chapter :D If you're Silence-deprived, check out the blogs every once in a while, cause you're bound to find something new =)
Anyway, we'll seeya then! ^^