Choice of Music: I Miss You - The Seventh Brother

Chapter 3 - Rin Akata

Walking the streets, Vice looked around at the different shops and stores, hoping for something to catch his interest. He had been forced out to shop with Jealousy all because Rune had a "date" with Yamato. At least Ultimo wasn't in the surrounding area.

"Aren't you going to look at anything?" Jealousy asked, pulling a shirt off its rack. It was pink with black "I Make Pink Look Badass" writing on it.

"No," he said, leaning up against a wall of cd's. "Can you hurry up?"

The envious Douji sighed. "You know, you weren't this much of a bore when Ki-"

Vice shot him a death glare, and Jealousy shut his mouth. 'When Kia was around," he finished in his head. "Seriously, I think it would just be a good idea to, ya know, maybe move on?" Jealousy said, bracing himself from any onslaught that Vice could, and would, pummel his ass into.

"Seriously not caring right now."

"C'mon, Vice. You know as well as I do that Kia would have your ass if she saw you moping around like this for the past year," Jealousy said, tossing the shirt into the basket. The bad thing about being around Rune was that he was started to act more human.

"Still not caring," Vice grumbled, flipping through the cd's. Still nothing caught his interest.

"Find anything your looking for?" he heard a chipper voice ask him, high enough to be feminine. Golden eyes slowly moved from the cd's to the girl. She had ocean deep eyes and blonde hair pulled into two buns. "Hi, my name is Yutaro. Can I help you with anything?" she said, a bright smile appearing on her face.

Vice glared at the girl, willing her to go away. "No," he said, a tone of annoyance in his voice.

"Are you sure?" she questioned.

"Go away."

She turned to Jealousy. "And what about you, sir? Do you need any help or are you going to be like Mr. Grumpy Pants here?"

"No, thank you," he said politely, or as politely as he could get. "I'm almost done anyway."

"Okay," she said, that smile appearing on her face. "Whenever you're ready, Rin will check you out at the counter. Have a good day!" And with that, she wandered away to find someone else to help.

"She was cute," Jealousy said, rummaging through the rack to see if there was anything else.

"Annoying and stupid. Not interested in her," the green Douji spoke, inspecting a cd.

"Wow, more than five words. It's a record," Jealousy said smugly, and instantly recieved a slug in the shoulder. "What the hell?"

"Shut up." Vice picked a cd off the shelf and looked at the cover. Trapt. Either they purposely named their band that or there was a major typo in their mass production. "Found something," the green Douji spoke, waving the cd in the other's face. "Happy?"

"Content."

Making their way out of the maze of ailes, Jealousy made his way to the counter with their stuff. Vice, however, not paying attention accidentally ran into a small shelf of magazines. It fell with a loud crash to the floor, scattering the gossip and glamour everwhere.

"Oh crap!" he heard another girl yell, her voice just a tad lower than the blonde girl's. "Hey, sir! You okay?" Vice felt hands try to help him from the ground. "Oh my god, I am so, so sorry, sir!" she panicked. "I'm sorry, I told one of the employee's not to put that there!"

Vice looked up to meet dark eyes. Really pretty dark eyes. "Are you hurt?" the girl asked him.

"No, I'm fine," he said, nearly breathlessly. The girl had dark blue-green eyes and silver hair tied into a messy braid and then into a bun on the top of her head. She looked scary and shy.

'Just like Kia did,' he thought.

"Crap, crap, crap, this isn't good," she mumbled to herself, trying to pick up the magazines as fast as she could. "Yutaro!" she yelled, waiting for the blonde girl to show up.

Almost on cue, she appeared from behind Jealousy. "Yes?"

"Help me pick these up," she scolded the girl. "I told you not to put that stand here!" While Yutaro busied herself picking up the magazines, the other girl turned to face Vice. "I'm so sorry about that, sir. Are you sure you're not hurt at all?"

"No, I'm a lot more sturdier than most people think," he said, staring at the girl. Jealousy hid his growing smirk with his arm.

"Well, I suppose I should get you through the register so you can be on your way," she said, taking her place behind the counter. The pink and blue Douji handed her the clothing he had picked out and Vice's cd.

"Oh, that's a good band right there," she said, sliding the case into a bag. "You like them?" she asked Jealousy, who merely pointed in Vice's direction.

"Never heard it before," he explained. "I knew someone who did, so I thought I could give it a try."

"Friend of yours?"

"I...guess you could say that."

"Ah, I see," she said, a look of understanding upon her face. "Crazy ex?"

"No," Vice said, "she's not my ex."

"Oh, your still together?"

"We weren't actually together, so to speak." Jealousy backed up a little, watching Vice make conversation with the silver haired girl.

"Well-Oh, pardon my manners, I didn't mean to pry," she laughed, blushing slightly. "That's just me, sometimes I get a little too into other people's personal lives and business. Well, here's your stuff. Have a nice day!" she waved as they left the store.

Turning to her, Vice quickly spoke. "What's your name?"

"My name's Rin. Rin Akata."

"Vice."

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