Dlbn: Holy crap, we're actually keeping up with updates!
Nbld: I'm scared as well.

Dlbn: AND writing updates for everything else in the meantime? This is weird.

Nbld: Indeed it is. Yay for inspiration, though. Let's get onto the Review Corner! Thank you to Sycocat2 for reviewing! A Chibi Nisei for you!

Sycocat2: Kio's always so nice to everyone. Even his former kidnappers XD Seimei probably ordered Nisei to do it and make him forget. Though he does remember Nisei from the Academy he just doesn't remember being knocked out by him. I love Chouma. We don't see much of her, but I feel like she'd terrorize everyone XD

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Loveless! Everything belongs to Yun Kouga! I make NO money off of this!

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Snow fell gently over Tokyo as Nisei sat cuddled up the plush, black chair in his living room with a heavy blanket and a good on computer programming open in his lap. Chouma sat lengthwise on the couch, also covered in a heavy blanket to keep warm. She thumbed through the book she had been reading when Nisei came home from Kio's apartment the day before, but she didn't seem really interested in it. Nisei took a sip from the porcelain tea cup sitting on the little table next to him. Chouma had a cup near her as well, but she hadn't drank any of it-to his knowledge-and ti was probably cold by now. He had made hers first because she had been claiming about having no caffeine, since she ran out of lollipops for sugar. Like her brother, she seemed to have on in her mouth twenty four-seven. Nisei didn't really care if they rotted their teeth out, but Chouma's constant slurping on the treat made him want to strangle her even more then when she tried to clog up the toilet. At least she hadn't done that since. Although he did come home from Starbucks earlier in the day to see that she had made a fort using all his living room and kitchen furniture; including all the pillows and blankets from the bedrooms, and linens from the linen closet. It had taken him forever to cut his way through the maze of items and find her, but when he did, she was practically rolling around, laughing. He didn't see it that funny. He had made her put everything away while he sat in the kitchen and prepped for lighting the Menorah later, as well as attempted to make latkes. When she had almost choked to death on it, he relented and let her order food with what little money he had left. He really needed to get a job soon. Mimuro had been harping on him about that since Seimei fled.

He heard Chouma give a third exaggerated sigh in the past twenty minutes.

"Do you need something, Chouma?" He wondered.

"No, I'm just making noises to try and irritate you." She gave him a look with one eye closed and stuck out her tongue. "What a stupid question, Akame. I'm bored."

"I can tell." He smirked. "I don't think you were actually reading that book. You can read Japanese, right?"

She glared. "Of course. What do you take me for? An idiot?" She scoffed. "I read English, too, and it's not even my native language. Dumb question."

He laughed. "Could have fooled me, Chouma." He went back to his book.

"Ugh, isn't there anything to do around here?"

"I told you before I moved in that I have no electricity. I've also offered you all of my game systems to play, but you refuse. The only other thing you could do is draw or write."

"Hey, drawing. That's a good idea." She stated. "Let's play tic-tac-toe or something. I'm bored. Solo activities are so not my thing…unless you call killing people a solo activity. Then I do like solo activities." The maniacal smile she was giving him practically reached her eyes, making her look like some deluded, distorted Cheshire cat.

"I guess that's a solo act since you have no Fighter…"

"Exactly." She laughed before controlling herself and giving him an innocent smile. "So what do you say, Nisei? Play a game with me?" She practically purred, leaning forward to expose more of her breasts.

"Sorry, those aren't doing it for me." Nisei informed her. "But if it will appease you, go find some paper and pens…"

She squealed before throwing the blanket to the side. She got up and bounded over to him before kissing his cheek. "Arigato, Akame Nisei." She fled the room faster then he thought was possible for her.

It wasn't until an hour later when she got frustrated and began throwing pens at his head that Nisei called it quits to light the Menorah again. No matter how bored he was, he'd never play games with Chouma again. Forty three to sixteen. Sore loser…