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Nbld: We apologize for the shortness of this chapter, but it's the ending we watned for it and it came quickly.

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Disclaimer 2: According to the Loveless wikia, Yurio is a transvestite. I thought Yurio was a girl at first, but he is apparently a male (I learned after reading a little bit more)

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To say that Nisei was surprised when he opened the door to his apartment, after ten minutes of uninterrupted banging on his door, and spotted a duo standing in the hallway would be an understatement. He glared at the two males on his doorstep; one a tall blonde, and the other a slightly shorter with pink hair. The one with pink hair smirked devilishly as the word 'Bloodless' curled over his cheek.

"Hello, Akame." He greeted in a slightly feminine voice.

"Yurio." Nisei nodded in greeting. "Hideo." He greeted the blonde. "To what do I owe this pleasure? Seimei send you to liberate me from Chouma?" He folded his arms over his chest.

"My word, you're suspicious." Yurio ran fingers through his light colored locks. "Can't two old collegues stop on by for a little visit?"

"You better not want money or food, because I have neither."

"As we've been told." Hideo nodded. "But we're not here for either. Let us in?"

Nisei sighed. "Against my better judgment…" He muttered, stepping aside and motioning for them to enter.

Yurio looked around the apartment, bemused, but Hideo kept his eyes forward as he walked. The Sacrifice didn't seem highly interested in anything anymore. Not since his original Fighter, Maiko, was killed by Nisei under the guise of being sent by Septimal Moon. Seimei had ordered it as an attempt to lure the infatuated Hideo into his group. It worked pretty well, but Nisei wasn't going to tell the truth any time soon. Hideo may kill him for it. Yurio, however was looking around as if he'd never seen furniture before. He spotted the Menorah on the counter.

"What's that for?" He wondered, pointing a perfectly manicured nail at it.

"Menorah." Nisei explained.

"What's Menorah?"

"That's what it's called."

"I asked what it's for."

"I'm Jewish."

"And?"

Nisei groaned in frustration and pinched the bridge of his nose. "It's for Hanukah. You light one candle a night for eight days."

"There's nine candles."

"That's what I said." Chouma stated. She was leaning on the doorframe between the living room and hallway, legs stretched out in front of her and crossed.

"Chouma?" Hideo wondered. "You're here?"

"I moved in a few days ago." Chouma informed, brushing hair out of her eyes with one free hand. Her other hand was stretched up against the doorframe as if she was posing as a model. "I got kicked out of my place because I couldn't pay rent, and Akame let me move in here. You look different without the wig, Yurio."

The transgender male ignored her. "I thought she bugged the shit out of you." Yurio informed Nisei.

"She tricked me. Her and Seimei both." He rolled his eyes.

"You still listen to Seimei?" Hideo chuckled. "Poor Akame. The forever faithful lapdog left behind to rot like a common mutt."

Nisei snarled at him. "Shut your mouth." He ordered. "I don't listen to Seimei, but he sent me a card and she translated it so I did her a favor. If he hadn't sent the card, I would've told her to get lost."

"Gee, how nice." Chouma huffed. "And here I thought you actually liked me."

"You tried to clog up my toilet just to 'see what would happen' and stepped on my dislocated finger back when Seimei was still around and laughed about it."

She giggled. "Oh yeah, I did."

Yurio hid his mouth behind his hand as he snickered. Hideo just rolled his eyes and took up residence on the couch.

"Could you be any more immature?" He scolded the snickering psychos.

"Oh lighten up." Yurio whacked his Sacrifice across the back of the head.

Nisei rolled his eyes and went into the kitchen. He pulled four sodas out of an ice chest he had filled by stealing ice from a convenience store, and put three on the coffee table for his guests as they bickered. Chouma had sat down by the time he had returned to the room, and she happily took her soda to sip from as she uncrossed and re-crossed her legs. Nisei sat opposite of Hideo and tried to ignore the Bloodless unit shoving each other back and forth. He leaned forward and leaned his elbows onto his knees to hold his chin. Why was he always stuck with the psychos? He was sure Seimei was behind this somehow.