A/N Mission in Russia

Next day...

"Brandon~! Time for school!"

"Aurg. Dammit." he moaned groggily, getting up. "Oh yes, we get to choice another mission today." he said, grabbing his clothes.

"And remember, you said I get to pick it out this time." Alice smiled. "By the way, when are we going to get an actual bed? My back is killing me..."

"We'll pick one up when we get back." he said, stepping into the shower.

"OK," Alice replied, grabbing her books.

"Why don't you ever shower? That's bad for your health, you know." he said, stepping out fully dry and clothed.

"Because I'm too tired to in the morning." She said with a relaxed look.

"Then take a shower. It helps wake you up." he said, guiding his hand towards the shower.

"No." She whined. "I hate water...!"

"So, you wouldn't like it if I did this?" he said quickly, grabbing her and shoving her into the shower, and turning the water on.

Alice screamed and jumped out of the shower, glaring at Brandon. "...I hate you... so... much..."

"You jumped out of there like a bat out of hell!" he joked, grinning while leaning on the wall near the shower.

"Fuck you!" She replied, thoroghly pissed off.

"Might as well get to school." he said, straightening out.

Alice went to a different room and changed out of her wet clothes and grabbed her books, staying a considerable distance away from Brandon. Brandon grabbed his books and they left.

Alice was quiet the whole walk. "Sorry." he said when they arrived at school. Alice didn't reply. "Fine. Be that way." he said, putting his hand in his pocket.

She walked up to her seat in silence, still ignoring Brandon. Let it be known she was very good at ignoring people.

Class quickly ended, surprisingly without a dissection this time. They walked over to the mission wall. "Pick which one you want." he said, looking away.

She picked one. It was a Kishin in Moscow, Russia. It had 35 confirmed kills and it went by the name of 'Matryoshka'. She handed it to the woman at the reception desk without bothering to show it to Brandon.

"What'd you choose?" he asked as she walked back. She showed him the mission card, but didn't bother talking to him. "Martyoshka, huh? Doesn't sound that tough." he said, walking after her.

Alice continued to ignore the Meister. Brandon just starred at her. "Look. I'm sorry. It was just a joke." he said. She just looked away. "Ok, seriously. Without communication, one of us is going to get hurt when we try to do this mission." he said. She just kept walking. "Seriously, stop it." he said, grabbing her. "I don't want either of us to get hurt, so just drop it."

She just glared at him, not saying a word. "Do you want to make it equal somehow?" he asked, thinking of ways to get her to talk. No answer. 'I could keep this up all month.' she thought.

"C'mon, don't make me beg. I hate begging." he said.

She gave him a blank stare. 'This could be fun.' She thought.

"What?" he asked, confused as to her sudden reaction. She continued to stare at him. "What?" he asked again, becoming a bit annoyed.

She looked away.

"I offered, but no response. That's just fan-fucking-tasic." he said, sighing a sign of defeat.

Alice chuckled at his pain. "Goddammit." he said, watching her laugh at his pain.

Alice grew silent again. "Might as well go home and pack our stuff." Brandon said, walking away.

Alice jogged toward the use-to-be-abandoned warehouse they lived in. When they both arrived, "...We're going to need to but some coats." she said plainly.

"Alright. I'll go get some. You go book a flight." he said, walking out of the door.

Alice nodded and jogged to the airport. "I need two tickets for a flight to Moscow, Russia, please." She said. The cashier gave her the tickets and Alice payed her with a gold coin. She ran back home before Brandon got there.

Brandon jogged to the clothes store and bought two medium jackets. One had an urban camouflage print, while the other was plain black. He jogged home with them and was surprised to see her home before he was. "Here." he said, throwing the black coat towards her.

Alice quickly packed it with her stuff, and gave Peter a few carrots to chew on. "When's the flight?" he asked, finishing packing.

"12:30 tomorrow." Alice replied.

"Ok." he said, sitting down at the piano.

Alice focused on the piano intently, waiting for the soft music. Brandon gently pushed a few keys, checking to see that it was in tune, then began playing the guitar part from 'Animal I Have Become' by Three Days Grace. "..." Alice looked at him with an expression that clearly said: 'Are you serious?'

"What? I don't feel like playing anything classic right now." he said, looking up. Alice just sighed, and turned her attention to Peter, who was eating a carrot in his cage. "Fine. You want something classic? I'll give you something classic." he said, and began playing 'Moonlight Sonata' by Beethoven.

Alice just chuckled at how immature Brandon was acting. "What?" he asked, dividing his attention between her chuckling and playing the song.

"Nothing." Alice said.

"Whatever." he said, losing himself in the music. Alice continued to listen to the music, eventually falling asleep. As soon as he finished, the song, he saw that Alice was asleep.

"Finally." he said, and began playing his favorite piano song, 'This Is Halloween'. He eventually began humming the lyrics to himself too. He finished that song and got into his sleeping bag, falling asleep.