Krowell stared at the piles of letter inside his locker emotionlessly. Meanwhile, Landkarte was chuckling amusedly behind him and followed by Ea, who was trying not to show any smile on his face when they have arrived in to change their shoes.

"Getting some love letters again, Krowell?" Landkarte teased, changing his shoes without even bothering to sit down for a while—different with his housemate who prefers changing his shoes while sitting down to standing. "Hope that you'll found a way, somehow, to put your shoes inside and find it in the same shape as before when you put it today."

"Shut up."

The light-haired teen just laughed when the teased one smacked him on his shoulder.

Ea was about to put his shoes inside when he found something 'strange' inside his locker.

"…is this one of yours, Krowell?"

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Their Daily Lives

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Genre: Family – Friendship

Rate: T

Warning: Yandere-Landkarte's reappearance, lots of love letters, AU, and grammar mistakes.

Disclaimer: 07-Ghost belongs to Yuki Amemiya and Yukino Ichihara.

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Story 9

~Love Letter for Him~

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The silver-haired teen turned his head to see the 'thing' that Ea pointing at with stoic face. "Why don't you think that it isn't yours, Ea? It might be from one of your fan-girls."

"They're not brave enough to face a certain psychopath if he caught them putting this in my locker."

Landkarte just smiled innocently and shrugged when Krowell shot him an accusing look.

"Well… Why don't you try to open it first and tell me later who's the real recipient of this letter?"

Ea sighed heavily. He took the letter covered in soft pink envelope, inspecting if there is the sender's name on it, and then opened it carefully. He was about to read it loud so his friends could know the contents before he became stiffened in seconds.

Knowing that his dark-haired friend could not read it loud because of shock, Landkarte volunteered himself to take it and read it loud. "To: My Beautiful Prince, Ea…" and stopped right there. His face darkened slowly when he read the rest of the letter, and Krowell realized that the contents might be too 'flirtatious' until Ea stiffened and Landkarte's yandere mode became activated like that.

At least, they now knew that its place was really in Ea's locker.

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"What does it say, Ea?"

"Why don't you ask Landkarte instead? I don't want to remember those stuffs again…"

"Do you think I don't love my monotone life enough? Asking him in that jealous-furious yandere mode is equal to suicide, you know?"

Ea face-palmed. /Curse on anyone who put that thing in my locker this morning…/ "The sender asks me to come to the roof after school. That person said that she wanted to tell me something important, though I don't know what it is."

"Oh. I see a sign of 'asking someone out' in this letter."

"And since when did you start to care about my love life, Krowell?"

"It's interesting for me seeing you, who have a yandere friend that easily jealous, having a girlfriend—I want to see how will she end when Landkarte find out that you have a girlfriend."

"I'm not."

"You will."

"I won't."

"Falling in love with other person already?"

Ea raised one of his eyebrows. "…did you have a long conversation with Zehel when you came to the manor yesterday, Krowell? I think that his annoying personality started to infect you now…"

"Just small chats about you get married with that loafer, anyway," Krowell replied calmly, ignoring the dark aura that spread fast from his classmate's back.

"Damn it. Pray that you'll have a hellish day."

"Hope your prayers will fall to a deaf one, Ea."

If only they were not ignorant people, they would have noticed the rare, furious expression on Landkarte's face that time; the expression that appeared when he read the letter once again.

There's no way he would let Ea fell into another person's hand that easily, anyway.

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"Aren't you going to go to the roof, Ea?"

"Don't feel like to come."

"Keeping a lady waiting is the worst thing a gentleman can do, you know?"

A frown appeared on Ea's face. "And since when did you act like a gentleman, Krowell?"

Krowell just smiled simply and lifted up his black hat like a gentleman would do. "It's just you who don't know that all men in Raggs family are gentlemen, Ea."

Ea crossed his hands in front of his chest. "Well, I can still accept if that title is for Vertrag or Krom-san, but if it's for an expressionless and ignorant Uncle like you…"

"Quit reminding me of that thing, would you?"

"That's my sacred task as one of your closest friend, isn't it?"

Krowell opened his mouth to reply, but he closed it again when his violet eyes caught someone was walking toward them with a frightening smile on his face. If Landkarte's hair were black and long like the mystical world's Miss Universe, they would have thought that the one who was walking was a ghost and not someone that they know since elementary school (kindergarten for Ea).

"Where've you gone to?"

Landkarte's scary expression changed drastically into his usual childish, happy-go-lucky one after Ea asked that question. He showed the thing that he was holding since he entered the classroom to them and said, "I went to library before, since someone told me that there's a good mystery novel there and I'm interested to read it. It's Relikt's favorite too, by the way."

Ea and Krowell stiffened at the same time, and then exchanged their glances secretly.

The word 'Landkarte' combined with 'reading a book' was not a good combination in usual condition, just for your information. Especially if it's genre was mystery with 'death' as a part of the title. /That loafer must be hiding something now,/ they thought in unison mentally.

"Are you sure there's nothing beside that?"

"Of course it is!"

"…you're not planning on killing someone with tricks on that book, are you?"

This time, a mysterious smile that made them shivered in fear (and shock for Krowell—Profe must be a great influence for Ea and Landkarte until her smile and witchy aura could influence them that much) appeared on the green-eyed teen's lips. "Am I…?"

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Far, far from their classroom, an unknown girl was crying in fear after a certain loafer came to her class and threatened her not to send love letter anymore. That, if she still wanted to live a peaceful life until death claimed her.

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The End.

A/N: Maybe the last update for now. I'm going to have my examinations and have to prepare for them. -w-