:3 This is impossible.

I'm updating.

Again.
waaaaaat? XD

Also, read this in our ladyfriend's POV: s/8789254/1/Crazy-is-Just-the-Beginning

You know, type before it.

Chapter 4

I made... dumplings.

I made dumplings and set them out in front of the girl and I. She took the couch and I sat in this armchair in front of her. She stared at her share as I ate mine eagerly.

I have no idea who this girl is. She could be a police officer. I'm probably a wanted man, after all. If she is, she's a good actor. But she could also be a number of things.

A murderer.

A mass murderer.

A State Alchemist, though I don't see the difference between that and the last mentioned.

She huffed. "Give me the gauze." She demanded suddenly. I was in the middle of stuffing a dumpling in my mouth, and I looked up at her, confuddled. "Wha?" She grit her teeth and her hands clenched and unclenched. "Gauze. Give it to me now."

I blinked and set the bowl and my chopsticks down clumsily, heading off to go get it.

Geez, what a woman.

I offered the roll to her, a bit worried. "Hey, you know I can help you, right?" She glared.

"I'm fine with doing this myself," She snapped, "Thank you." She started bandaging her wound.

...

I winced as I watched her work. It looked nasty once she was finished; I'd done the best to clean it, too.

"Daaaamn." I winced, "That looks nasty." She put on a cold smirk and grabbed the glass of water I'd given her. "Doesn't it?" She ripped a piece of the gauze off and got it wet, Cleaning away the blood. It came down in swirly pink streaks like rose petals.

Wait, roses?! No.

Like... Like flamingo feathers. Yeaaah.

She rebadged the wound and her shirt fell back down over it. "So," She started, "Mr. Tsumani."

I felt my face heat up.

"Tzumani." I corrected her, and she waved her hand in disregard. "Explain your sword to me," She demanded. "I could swear it sparked before I passed out, but maybe I was hallucinating?" I grinned. Either she didn't know what alchemy was, or she didn't realize. I might've struck a point here. I shake my head. "No, you weren't; that was my alchemy." She had a neutral expression on her face, and I couldn't really get anything out of it. "Is that so?" She asked, and I nodded.

I showed her the transmutation circle on the bottom of the hilt. "It's electric alchemy - Just about the only thing I can do. I learned it from my parents, before they..." I didn't really want to finish this sentence, if I cared or not. I don't know if she's sensitive about these things.

"Died." She finished for me, her voice cold. I nodded.

"Well I hope they had more brains than you." I turned red. My parents were great. "What's that supposed to mean?!" I demanded. She rolled her eyes at me, and I'm glad steam didn't come pouring from my ears. "It means you're an idiot, obviously." I can't see my expression. I don't want to - I probably look ridiculous. I wish I could stay as stoic as she was. "I'm not an idiot!" She raised an eyebrow. She's mocking me.

I bet my face is redder than my hair now. Oh well. Think of something else, Kay.

"Uh, miss..." I start. Shit, what'm I gonna ask her? How old she is? Think Kay, think! You're not a pedo, don't ask that! ... I stared at her instead, and she glared back.

"The name's Joice, Joice Fairfax." She huffed. I blushed.

That's a pretty name for a pretty girl. Shoot, what'm I saying? This bitch scares the pants off of me.

"S-Sorry," I muttered, "I didn't know your name." She didn't say a word as she stood. "You're such an imbecile." She said.

...I think she's calling me an idiot again.

"So why'd you steal my wallet?" I asked, moving on. She smirked at me. "Girl's gotta eat."

Well so do guys... I sighed. "So do you really live in a-"

"Abandoned warehouse?" She finished for me. "Yes, I do. It's quite fitting," She smirked, "But you wouldn't know that, as rich as you are." Her tone was accusing and cold. But I'm getting used to the 'cold' part.

She doesn't know me!

I laughed nervously. "Not really..." I scratched the back of my head. "Most of this stuff is stolen..." She raised an eyebrow. "Hm, interesting," She smirked, "And how did you manage that?"

Oh you know, the usual. Sneak in, distract them, sneak out.

I shrugged, "I just used to steal it, is all..." I sort of grinned. "And then I got this sword, and I scared it offa 'em."

She gave a laugh, and I think she was being sarcastic... "So you've never killed anyone."

"Nope." I say.

"Figures..." She sort of chuckled. I raised my eyebrows. "So have you? Killed, I mean."

She burst into laughter.

...

Does she stop laughing...?

"Of course," She said when she'd calmed down.

... I'm not sure about this anymore. My life did go somewhere. I'm not sure if this is the right direction, though. I can't see what's ahead... I just know that the end is nowhere near.

Hm, I didn't even realize the irony of that ending.