Moshi moshi minnaaaa~! X3
FRIDAY FINALLY! ^^
*does little dance*
Yes, I actually just got up, danced, sat back down, and typed this. It happened people. THATS WHAT HAPPENED 0-0
Anwayyyyysssss, Here is your highly anticipated (I wish ;p) chapter twelve! I will update tomorrow as well, like I always do. My other stuff will get updated too so don't worry about me ignoring that either if you follow my other stories.
Thanks to my new reviewer:
Manga-cats-anime
And thanks to my other regular reviewers (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE ;3)
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~Tiruneko ;3
X~12~X
Len takes off his shirt and throws it on a chair in the corner of the hotel. He grabs the covers and slips under, putting his head on the pillow with a loud sigh.
Miku notices a long jagged scar running from his left shoulder down to his lower back.
"Len, what's that?" She asks, touching the old scar.
He winces as her soft and cold fingers graze the wound. "Nothing. Just something that happened a long time ago." He replies with a sigh.
"Oh." Miku is still sitting up, hitting every button on the remote to see what will happen.
The bathroom door creaks open, and IA comes running out, wearing only Rin's sweat shirt, which becomes a dress on her. She jumps on top of Len and lets out a shrill laugh and hits him lightly. Rin shows up in the doorway, wrapped in a white towel with dripping wet hair. She has an exasperated look on her face.
That's the type of person that will never have children. Len thinks to himself while wrestling the girl off of him. He leads her by the hand into the bathroom, past fuming Rin.
"She is a handful." She grunts.
"Yeah, because you ordered like three chocolate cakes and she ate them all." Len says with a laugh, blocking IA as she tries to run out of the bathroom again.
Rin turns, her face red. She always blushes when her brother proves a point. Being wrong is frustrating to her, almost always. Slamming the door behind her, she resumes attempting to dress IA.
Len walks over to where Miku still sits, absolutely entranced still at the TV. He flicks it off, and crawls into the bed.
"Are you going to take a shower after Rin? I think we should get out of dodge in the morning." He says, rolling onto his side.
"I guess but…" She trails off and looks at her fingers nervously.
"But?" Len asks, rolling back onto his back.
"I don't… know how." She replies softly.
With a sigh Len rolls, yet again, out of the bed. He knocks on the bathroom door.
"What!" Rin screams.
Len walks over to the bed, grabs Miku gently by the arm, pulls her in front of the door, clenches his eyes shut, and throws open the door yelling, "Heads up!"
Miku stumbles into the steamy bathroom, and turns around to find Len slammed the door in her face. She turns around, blushing.
With a sigh, Rin stands and turns on the shower again.
IA sits on top of the closed toilet, kicking her legs back and forth and picking at a loose string on her dress.
A few minutes later Miku sits on the floor of the shower, looking directly upwards and letting the warm water roll off her face and pool in her lap. Her hair sprawls out like a river down her back and over her shoulders, the water running along each strand makes her look like a virtual waterfall.
Rin stares, almost mortified at how skinny Miku is. No one should be starved like that. She digs in the pocket of her pants and pulls out an extra breadstick she was storing away for later.
"Here. " She says, handing it over to her.
"More food?" Miku asks.
"Just eat it okay?" Rin says, almost moved to tears. Almost.
Miku takes a bite, moments later she has eaten the whole thing in one bite. She looks back up at the shower head as Rin attempts to cover every part of her unbelievably long hair with shampoo.
"Ow!" Miku cries, her hands flying to her eyes.
"Sorry, sorry." Rin says, tipping Miku's head back more to keep the soap from draining into her eyes and stinging them again.
"Is this what rain feels like?" Miku asks after moments of silence.
"I guess but… colder and the sky is dark and the air smells beautiful. It smells fresh, and damp, but damp in a good way, not like smelling a wet towel or like mold but like… almost like taking a bite of mint and a drink of water at the same time, but with slightly less mint." After realizing how bizarre that sounded she speaks again. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that it just smells, amazing. It's hard to describe. I've never really had too before so I'm not really… good at it. But I try."
Miku nods, picturing herself standing in this fresh, good-damp, minty, not minty, beautiful, amazing, and indescribable rain. Normally when she had such fantasies about the outside world, it was only her alone. But this time it was different. It was still only her, but she knew somehow that in this dream world which she had imagined herself to be standing, Len, Rin, and IA weren't far off.
This made a smile form on her lips as a drop of salty water rolls off her chin, and lands in her lap, adding to the almost over flowing pool.
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"We've been driving for hours." Meiko moans in the backseat of the company van.
"Yes. It takes a few hours to get there." Luka snaps back.
"Do you want to go again!" Meiko cries, leaning forward and putting her hands on the back of the driver's seat.
Luka swerves violently, and pulls over. She whips around with a wall of pink swooshing after her. Luka's crisp and blue eyes narrow, and she glares at Meiko, issuing one warning.
"We both know that fight was cut short by her. We also both know that she would kill us if she found us fighting again. Then again… you wouldn't be alive to kill. I am here to do my job, catch some demons, and not die. I assume you are here to do the same. If not get the hell out of my car."
Meiko's face turns crimson red and she reluctantly leans back in her seat, even though she reallywanted to strangle the breath out of Luka's luscious pink lips, and feel her life crumble in her very hands as she laughed.
But to Meiko's disappointment that wasn't going to happen.
"Meiko is right though, how much longer?" Gakupo asks. "We could be losing them as we speak."
"I would like to say an hour and a half but because of that accident on the one-o-one freeway, we've been delayed a lot. We still don't even know where the heck exactly we're going. I'd say another two, two and a half hours. Maybe three if traffic gets any worse." She says with a frustrated tone. She stays as alert as ever, sitting straight up with both hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, and her pink lips pursed.
Kaito groans beside her in the passenger seat, and smacks his hand to his forehead.
"We're going to lose them, aren't we?" He mumbles.
"Wait, no I think traffic is breaking up finally." Luka says, with the same demeanor. "Yes, we can make it there in two hours tops."
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