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We reached home (I decided to take Mukuro with me to my house), which I was very glad for (it was home sweet home after all). Although the sight that greeted me wasn't as 'happy happy' if you know what I mean (and before your imagination goes wild, no, I did not have my house hijacked by unknown and suspicious people… that only happened in America…). It was quiet, which was normal since we arrived at like two in the morning, but I couldn't seem to find my parents anywhere. And that is meant literally (I actually went out of the house and searched the whole of Namimori when I came to the conclusion that they were most definitely not at home), it was frustrating. Two reasons for that feeling actually. One, I hadn't thought of looking around the house for some note (it was sitting on the dining table), and two, they left me! Abandoned me if you will, without notice (not really)!

What were those times of being the good child for?

I had sulked on that fact for quite a while, that I didn't notice Mukuro had left for the bedrooms upstairs. When I did, however, I left him alone (even if I really wanted to pummel him for taking his abode in my parents' room). He was a victim to some weird torture after all…

That day I had slept like a log, only to be awoken (where does time go when you fall asleep?) by constant poking by my only house resident. It took me a while to figure out my current situation (an hour at that), and I nearly went into a depression because I had re-remembered that my parents had ditched me saying that I was old enough to take care of myself, and not worry about the financial state of the house (they were streaming money in for that as well as my allowance). Who leaves their children alone at home for… for forever?

I did not fall into depression (for your information) because of my growling stomach and the pestering that Mukuro did (he didn't look like the kind to pester… meh, looks like I was wrong on that notion…). I had (was forced) to go downstairs…

and make breakfast for the two of us. I was thanking the skills I had picked up from my Grandma back in America, always telling me that I should learn how to cook even if I was a guy. Something about it being an ever changing world…

"Cannon-kun," I bit back a sigh as I turned my tired eyes back to Mukuro, who conveniently sat at the dining table. "can you cook?"

I raised a brow at the question. It seemed that wherever Mukuro had come from, not a lot of guys cooked, then again that was for the majority of the population of man. "Yes I can, scrambled eggs sound good to you?"

"Kufufufu, sunny side up." I gave a nod as I began to bring out the ingredients. My morning decided that it would flip me the finger and allow my tired mind the torture of processing thoughts. "Where did you learn to cook?"

"Mm," I cut up the onions, and went on to dicing the tomatoes. "my Grandma taught me."

"Your Grandma," The conversation hit a stand still there as I continued to fry the ingredients in the pan, adding the eggs and salt right away. The small amount of peace then was blissful, and I had the fleeting thought of falling asleep after eating breakfast. I was tired and that was an appropriate thought, getting out of your Uncle's grip in the airport was a tough job, especially when he was having an emotion break down in front of the whole airport. I swear some of the people there recorded the whole thing. Alas the peace didn't last long. "I'm bringing my friends here."

"Huh?" I looked up after placing down our breakfast on the table.

"Kufufufu, I don't think I need to repeat what I said." Mukuro gave a smirk, though the ire was quite present on his face.

"I heard what you said," I countered miffed, plopping down in my seat. "but I'm having a hard time to process that you have friends."

You could clearly see the restrained anger he had, it was way too evident on his face to ignore. "Kufufufu, and you think that I can get to my current position without the aid of my people?"

I raised a brow at the word selection. "What happened to friends?"

He decided that he would ignore me from that point on, and I didn't mind. Everything went smoothly, all the chores done, and I was ready to fall over and let sleep take me away. That is until the doorbell rang. I will admit that I jumped nearly ten feet into the air with random scenarios running through my head, and with my parents' absence it was safe to say that it had indeed gone wild. I ran towards the door, and through my hurry I forgot about the stairs and ended up falling down the whole way. "Owowowowowow!"

I was in a daze when I had finally met the ground on the first floor, and I couldn't have been happier. "Kufufufu, how long are you going to stay down on the floor, Cannon-kun?"

I withheld a groan and looked up with a wince, a thought on having a minor concussion crossed my mind but I tossed the thought away in favor on focusing on blue haired male, getting rid of the slight daze I was in. That concussion might be true to a point… I then noticed that the door was open and the sight of three teens greeted my sight. "Tch, so this is the guy who rescued Mukuro-sama? He's weak, byon."

That should have brought me to reality, but strangely there was no sort of furious emotion running through me. I should really get that concussion of mine checked… "Kufufufu, don't be so rude to him, Ken. He was the one who got me out of that prison."

Some more silence dragged along. "And Cannon-kun, do you want that stomach of yours licked? I'm sure that I can arrange for that to happen."

That snapped me back to reality, as my eyes went over to my now revealing stomach. I burned brightly as I grabbed at the book that had fallen down on the stairs with me, and threw it right at the stupid fruit. The satisfaction of it actually hitting him square on the face was near to nil as I scrambled up and stormed back upstairs, slamming the door shut. I slid down the door and scrunched myself into a fetal position. "Stupid pineapple, you could at least feel remorse at what you said."

I kept muttering for a good few more minutes, when a knock sounded on my door. "Who is it."

"U-um, c-can I come in?" The voice was soft, so it was not most definitely the guys, which left the girl. Odd, from somewhere in the back of my mind, of what little I knew of her, I knew she was a rather timid girl. Well, I couldn't make every introduction turn into something bad, now could I? I heaved a sigh and got up, with much difficulty, and opened the door. Now that I good look at her, she wasn't all that bad looking. If only she could get rid of that stupid hairstyle, which irked me to no end, and the eyepatch, she'd look a ton more cuter. But being a guy who was having the most bizarre misadventures and somehow being unintentionally told that I am a homo, who was I to judge? Her, Chrome I think her name was, one eye, a pretty purple, was quite expressive. It widened in shock, or was that surprise? She reached out, and I flinched back slightly in surprise, her hand going to my face and wiping something. "Why are you crying?"

I was crying? Well that explained a lot of things. I hung my head and gave a halfhearted shrug. Motioning towards my room. "Wanna come in?"

She paused to think and nodded as she entered, I closed the door and resumed my position behind it, this time my hands resting on top of my knees and my head on top of my hands. "So what brings you here, Chrome."

She must have not expected me to remember her name, or know her name for that matter, since she blinked in full surprise this time, our meeting was quite short after all... Chrome fiddled with her skirt's hem as she spoke. "U-um, I want to apologize for Mukuro-sama's behavior."

"You really don't need to, it was his fault and he should be the one apologizing." I retorted. The slight flinch she gave made me sigh. "Look, I don't want to come off as rude, but you shouldn't uphold his honor like that. His actions are his stuff to fix, you just need to focus on yourself more."

Her reactions of unending surprise made me think that she really didn't think of such a thing. I rose a brow at this inquiry, and changed the course of our conversation. "So, if I remember correctly, you are in the Vongola group as well, right?"

Chrome straightened up her posture and nodded, albeit warily. "Bossu is a good boss, he cares for everyone around him."

"You have been near him for much longer than I have," I agreed with a nod. "you must have made friends with the girls in your group, haven't you?"

She took a bit longer to answer this.

"Everyone is so kind to me that I don't know what to do." She confessed, her body sagging. "I want to be friends with them too, but it would really seem awkward…"

"So you've been living under a roof with guys nearly your whole life?" I asked, perplexed. I knew that girls sometimes decided to mingle with the guys because they didn't give one shit of their family problems, but to the point of her not being able to communicate with a girl? That's some other story. A timid nod was the only indication that I received that my assumptions were correct. Pushing the urge to sigh away, I got up and held out a hand to her. At the confusion, I elaborated with a smile. "We're going to have a girls outing."

Her brows furrowed, I don't blame her it must have sounded really strange. "But you're a guy…"

"That's why, I'm off to buy some girl clothes, don't tell anyone, okay? My pride as a man is already tarnished anyway as it is." I gave a wry grin. "And I'm also doing this for you, dressing up as a girl wouldn't have much effect as walking with a guy."

I took hold of her hand and went downstairs. "Also I need you there when we are shopping, I haven't the slightest idea on how you guys wear your stuff."

I threw a jacket to her and wore mine as I rummaged for my wallet at the same time. Mukuro had appeared some time while I was busy in my search, and to say he surprised me is a bit of an understatement. I nearly jumped into the china vase my mom likes to keep in the lobby. "What are you doing, Cannon-kun?"

It took me a while to calm down the rapid pace my heart was set on. "I'm looking for my wallet."

"What for?"

I gave a shrug as I continued the search for it. I found it under a bunch of papers in the closet, a weird place to place your wallet but I didn't linger on it for too long. "I'm going out, cookies are in the cupboard, and anything else should be in the fridge, make sure that you don't ruin the house while I'm gone."

I paused as I thought over everything I had just said, then turned to him with a determined look. "If I find anything broken, smashed, or irreparable, then you will be paying for the costs of repair or replacement, do I make myself clear?"

I took his silence as a yes, and gave a nod in satisfaction. Ushering Chrome out I gave one last farewell before closing the door. "Good, now be good and don't do anything rash, we'll be back soon!"

"Was that a really wise thing to do?" Chrome spoke up once we were nearing the marketplace, which was a good sign. I was beginning to think that this was a bit too much for her.

I gave a shrug. "I have been through a lot of stuff, so believe me when I say that this was the best course to take."

She seemed to accept that readily and we soon found ourselves in the shopping district with all the sales. That was good sign given from the heavens above, there was absolutely no way that I would be able to afford the clothes I was going to buy. They all seemed so expensive. Most of the shopping was done by Chrome, she seemed to have quite a broad knowledge on her clothing, for both me and her. I don't know how she did it, but I did end up buying for her too… Damn, maybe it was the puppy eyes she gave me. An hour later we found ourselves buying ice cream, from my wallet too, with me fully dressed as a girl, and a wig to top it off as well, and Chrome in her new change of clothing, a huge difference from the usual green uniform. I gave her the suggestion of buying another eyepatch that would suit the new clothing and insisted on buying it for her when she was about to refuse. I won the argument and we settled on a plain white one with pink hearts decorating it. Simple, yet perfect, a definite match to the light purple sun dress that had a few layered frills in it's skirt, a deep purple cardigan, and knee high boots, a different pair than her original. I could I near damn proud that she had a change of clothes.

"Where do you want to go next?" I took a bite out of the ice cream that I had bought, tucking a strand of my wig behind my ear, it was black so if my actual hair had gotten out no one would notice. My clothes, handpicked by Chrome herself, was a sunny yellow tank top, a lavender pleated skirt, black slacks that went past my knees, and my runners were replaced with ankle boots. The outfit was topped off with a leather jacket that had the sleeves go up just past my elbows, the color a deep viridian. Chrome had insisted that we buy some sort of clips for my hair, and I complied because of the puppy eyes she had given me, and now because of that my hair was parted slightly by the bangs, a few clips here and there and I had hair that any girl would die for… apparently. After I had changed and looked at myself in a mirror I nearly cried, I no longer looked like a boy, and instead a girl. There went the last bits of my withered manly pride… Our previous clothes were placed in the bags we had with us.

"How about to the cake shop? They had some delicious confectionaries the last time I was dragged there," Chrome suggested, lately she had been way more open. And I have to thank my plan of cross dressing. Sure she had been shy in the beginning, but now she was opening up a little more. The conversations held out until a good length too.

I nodded. "Why not, lead the way."

It was kind of unfortunate for me. Not because I was dressed as a girl, that was only part of the reason, but because the cake shop was on the other side of Namimori, the side that I had intended to avoid as much as possible… déjà vu much? Definitely. So I was half hoping that I would not meet anyone that I knew. But then life just had to get nasty.

We, Chrome and I, were in the middle of choosing which cake we should buy, granted that we also buy the cream puffballs, those were delicious mind you, when a set of three girls entered the shop. Really I hadn't noticed if Chrome hadn't greeted them. "Kyoko-san, Hana-san, Haru-san,"

Weren't two of those in the future with us…? I looked, since my stupid brain only computed faces, and hoped to god that I wouldn't be found out. Any guy could dream, couldn't they? I gave my best smile without looking strained. Kyoko, the ginger haired girl, smiled back. "Chrome-chan, it's so nice to see you here! Who's this friend of yours?"

Aw crap, why didn't I think of a name earlier? Oh that's right, I wasn't expecting to run into people that I knew of that's why. Mentally sighing at my closed off fate, I answered before Chrome could. For all I knew, she would end up going back to being an introvert… "Sabrina, just Sabrina."

Okay… I was totally not thinking of Sabrina, the Teenage Witch.

"Hahi?! Sabri-chan is a foreigner?" Haru spoke up with open amazement. "Haru wouldn't have guessed, you look like the locals, desu!"

"S-Sabri-chan?" I twitched, way to butcher a name… I looked towards Chrome, who was pretty much amused at my situation. If she was showing something other than timidness… then I guess it's okay… I let out a sigh. I turned to the only girl that I didn't know, and gave a smile. "And you must be?"

"Hana," Hana introduced herself. "how long have you known Chrome?"

I blinked. I should have thought these things through… I glanced at my companion, who was now in the middle of being praised for the clothes she was wearing. Looks like I am on my own this as well… damnit. "Well… we met each other three weeks earlier. She had been buying chocolate at the same shop I was in. I ended up buying hers for her, because she had forgotten her money."

Hana nodded. "Sounds like her, she really needs more nutrition in that body of hers."

"I was thinking the same thing." I agreed readily. "Though I only can cook a small range of foods, not much out of the stable diet."

That much was true. Hana then spoke up, surprising me a bit. "How about we all go to my house and exchange recipes, Kyoko and Haru are quite the cooks when it comes to homemade meals."

"Really?" I withered some more on the inside, I certainly was able to fit the role of a girl. "That'd be awesome! I could hardly get anything from my Grandma back in America!"

"You come from America?" Hana questioned, raising a brow.

"Yup," I nodded.

"How'd you learn to speak Japanese fluently?" Hana asked.

"I've had practice." I shrugged offhandedly. Not a lie in the least… okay, maybe a slight one…

"Hana, we must buy a big cake for Chrome's change of clothes!" Kyoko spoke up, interrupting our conversation. I was glad for it. "It's worth celebrating!"

"Haru agrees!" Haru put her two cents in.

I turned to Chrome and saw her blushing brightly at the compliments, and grinned. Heading over to her, I took her hands. "Isn't this great, Chrome? A day with the girls!"

Chrome smiled, and her one expressive eye had traces of amusement. Damnit… I really must be acting like a girl. The humanity… "Yeah, let's buy a cake too."

"Right, can't forget about the confectionary!" I nodded in agreement, being dressed as a girl aside, I seriously wanted those cream puffs. They were to die for! Later, after we had bought the confectionary and I had made a phone call back to my house and nearly threatened Mukuro that I was going to some friends' house with Chrome and if he trashed my house when I got back from the extended stay I would tear him to pieces, we found ourselves in Hana's house. Nobody was at home, since her parents seemed to be at work at this time of day, another bonus. We were gathered in the kitchen discussing on the tips on how to prepare awesome dinners, bentos, and breakfasts, with me practically taking notes on everything that was being exchanged, when there came a knock on the door. I turned towards Hana questioningly. "I thought nobody was to come home until later?"

"That's right," Hana got up, making her way to the door. The conversation made dread pool in my stomach. "what are you doing here, Sawada? I don't ever remember giving my address to you."

"U-uh, I'm sorry, but Reborn gave it to me! I swear I didn't know, until you opened the door!" A shaky voice answered. However, there was no mistaking it, that was the same person who had nearly died in the future if it weren't for a ring coincidently in his breast pocket… am I really going to remember him that way?

…

Somehow, being lost in my thoughts had allowed Tsuna in the house and me being placed in a depression. A hand made me look up and meet Chromes face full of sympathy, and I sighed. I was doing this for Chrome, I was doing this for Chrome, I was doing this for Chrome, and I kept repeating the mantra over and over. I only came out of it when Tsuna spoke up to Chrome. "How are you feeling, Chrome?"

"I'm doing fine, Bossu." Chrome answered with a smile, the success of cracking that nutshell is very satisfying…

"Aha~ That's good to hear," Tsuna let out a nervous laugh. Poor guy, he must be very conscious that he is in a room full of girls… wait… I'm a guy…

"I know!" Everyone's attention turned to Kyoko, who had quite the set of determined eyes. She pointed at Tsuna, and I had to give it to her for having such a determined air about her. "Let's cook and have Tsuna-kun taste it!"

What?

Tsuna seemed to have the same thoughts running through his head, since his face had pure and utter shock. He really is expressive… Kyoko continued on brightly. "What do you say, Tsuna-kun?"

"I-It's not a bad idea, I guess." He agreed feebly. I raised a brow at this. So he has some crush on her? I've seen a lot of guys in America, who couldn't turn down a girl, just because she was all pretty… those crushes never ended well either… always the guy being heartbroken in the end. I grimaced, that was a pretty gruesome memory I had.

So the cooking contest began, with Hana somehow removing herself from it, how she did it was beyond me, and Chrome being an exception, since she really didn't know how to cook. Leaving Kyoko, Haru, and me as the contestants, how I found myself in this mesh was beyond my knowledge. Kyoko had gone first to cook the main dish, of rice and curry, so me and Haru were left to stare at each other… okay, that was wrong, but really it was a one sided staring contest. I made a mental note on not to ever get caught up in a woman's competitive state, it wouldn't end well. That was for sure. "Haru won't lose to you desu! Even if Sabri-chan is a foreigner, my Japanese roots won't be put to shame easily!"

I merely nodded. "Okay."

"U-um," Oh great, now we had the curious young Vongola. I turned my head to look at him expectantly. "you don't seem to be around from here…"

Way to go. I gave a smile, and barely noted the blush he was obviously trying to hide. "No, I'm not, I'm from America."

"Hahi?! That is a really low blow, Sabri-chan! Tsuna-sama is mine and I won't hand him over to you!" Haru interjected. I bit back a sigh, and felt Chrome patting me on the shoulder with sympathy. Oh you only know half of what I am going through, Chrome…

I kept up my smile and chose to banter with Haru, the only way to keep off the mean glare she was handing over to me. "Oh? You've already planned out the wedding, Haru-chan?"

The girl and, to my amusement, Tsuna spluttered at the question. They didn't get the chance to shoot back a comment, since Kyoko came back with the main dish. Tsuna thanked her and, I could see the love-struck moment he was having, starting eating after giving his prayers. Haru had gone next with the mind set to win, while Tsuna complimented Kyoko on her cooking. The plate was nearly cleaned. Haru had finished hers in due time and practically twirled to her 'husband-to-be' presenting him her homemade food. Tsuna gave thanks and ate, also complimenting on her skill in cooking. Leaving me with my dreaded moment in the kitchen. Chrome had given me an encouraging pat, and then I was left with the warzone of a kitchen. Taking a deep breath I cleared my head, convincing myself that I was merely cooking for the heck of it and not for someone to taste test it for me… though I wouldn't mind a few criticisms. I then got the grand idea of experimenting with the tips I had taken down.

It was a while until I finished my main dish, and I took it over to Tsuna who was still in his seat. Haru and Kyoko were chatting away, while Hana was… she was herself. I placed the dish in front of Tsuna, giving a small smile. "Enjoy it."

Letting out a breath I went over to Chrome, and sat down beside her. "Tell me why, I had to go and cook again?"

"Because Kyoko-san, and Haru-san wanted to have a competition." Chrome answered pleasantly.

"But did it have to have three people?" I whined.

"Sabrina-san, a competition is one unless there are at least two or more constants in it," She cut off my reply, and continued. "and the fun only increases when there are more people added to it."

I stared at her. "So what you're saying is that you know how to cook."

"It isn't as easy as that," Chrome answered vaguely.

I stared at her harder. "You are one sneaky little girl."

"Um,"

I blinked and turned to Tsuna. "Yes?"

"It was very delicious," He fidgeted. "thanks for the food."

I nodded, and then it was time for the girl swarm to begin… excluding me of course. Kyoko initiated the conversation. "So, Tsuna-kun! Whose main dish was better?"

"Was it Haru's special dish filled with love, Tsuna-sama?" Haru pushed, her eyes sparkling.

"Why not join the fun?" I turned to Chrome, not believing my ears.

Instead of making an outburst, I shrugged. "Nah, just watching the scene unfold is rather amusing."

"Oh, you're no fun." Chrome pouted.

I only shook my head. "When did you get so sassy?"

I never did receive an answer for it, when Tsuna's statement broke my attention. "Sabrina-san's topped by a fraction, the taste was exceptional too."

"Hahi?" Haru blinked, Kyoko mimicked the action. They both turned to me, and I inaudibly gulped. Why god, why do you hate my existence? Or maybe you are a secret sadist and like to watch your people suffer…. that just made no sense. My self-wallowing moment was overtaken by the bombardment of questions that came from the two girls. I had to give credit to them for not being so disappointed by their loss. I ended up explaining some of the things to my main.

Somehow, Chrome, god bless her soul, got me out of a sticky situation, saying that we had to go home. I agreed and thanked her for reminding me. Tsuna had also excused himself saying something about his mother being worried. And that's how the three of us found ourselves walking along the same path home, to say the least, it was rather awkward between the three of us… no, I lied, it was more awkward to me than it was to the other two.

Tsuna had managed to make small talk with Chrome, and that just left me out of it.

"Sabrina-san," I snapped my attention back to the real world, only to blank out at a kiss on the lips. Tsuna drew back, and smiled wholeheartedly. "thanks for the food."

He then left for his house, I have no recollection of stopping in front of the house either. I turned to Chrome, my eyes wide, and found her smothering her laughs with a hand over her mouth. That snapped me out of it. "Chrome~"

"Pff, let's go get you changed, Sabrina-san~" I felt torn, literally torn, between achieving the goal of making her laugh and her making fun of me. In the end I hung my head and headed for the closest stall, a cubicle in front of a construction site. I glanced over at Chrome. "I'll stay here while you change."

"Okay," I halfheartedly made my way in locking the cubicle, and began to change quickly. My fear of going inside a stall is still fresh, and I only had so much time before my claustrophobia kicked in. Shoving my feet into my shoes I fumbled with the lock and headed outside, inhaling the fresh air. The stink inside the cubicle was no joke. "I'm done."

"Ciaossu,"

I know I had many dead ends in life, but this one seemed to be the biggest one in my whole life. It was a rather short life too…. "Re-Reborn, what do I owe the pleasure to seeing you here on this abandoned construction site?"

"I see you have a fetish to dress as a girl, Cannon." I flinched.

"Aha~ I have reasons…" Glancing to where Chrome was standing, I noticed that she was giggling. Damnit! When I need help you are staying in your spot? What happened to our friendship?

"Getting close to Dame-Tsuna, then?" Reborn inquired, his obsidian eyes glinting.

This time I choked. "No! No, no, no, no! That wasn't in the plan! Not at all! You've got the wrong person! I had never intended that to happen, since in case you haven't noticed, I am a guy after all, right Chrome?"

I turned to giggling violet haired girl in desperation. "I haven't the faintest idea, Sabrina-san."

"Chrome!" I wailed. The world was really cruel… really, really cruel…

"I won't tell, Dame-Tsuna,"

I whipped my head to the infant, ignoring the nagging feeling that trusting an infant that was smaller than you by a huge margin was a big fat no-no, hope blooming in that I would not be found out in the least. "Really?"

"But,"

I withered immediately. "There always has to be a 'but', doesn't there?"

Reborn continued. "You'll have to comply with a few favors for me."

"State them," I said almost immediately.

"I'm not the world's best hitman if I stated my favors now." Reborn tipped his fedora. Damn him and his cool air…

I took a deep breath and calmed myself. "And what would happen if I don't comply with all this?"

"I'm glad you asked," He smirked, taking out photos from his suit. I took a good look at them and I made a grab for them only to be met with the floor. "it was rather hard acquiring these photos, so I'd appreciate that you do not ruin them."

"Ugh… how'd you even get them?" I let out a whine, not moving from my position on the ground.

"I have my ways." Damn the stupid infant…

"And just what will you do to them." I groaned, getting up. Another set of clothes ruined, my wardrobe will definitely shrink at this rate…

"It shouldn't be too hard to notice blackmail material when you see one." Reborn piped up.

I let my head fall into my hands. "I should've known…"

"I look forward to our future interactions, Cannon." With that, the infant disappeared into the ground. The hole was replaced by another round piece of ground that looked quite similar.

I stared at it for a bit, then turned to Chrome with a deadpan. "That did not just happen."

"Which? The blackmail, or the secret passageway?" She innocently replied. I felt another depression wave coming over me.

"Nevermind, let's get home." I sighed, as I dusted my clothes the best I could. "I don't want the house to be in ruins when I get there…"

We had made…

our way to my house with no more problems posing in our way (I was glad for that fact, I don't think I can take another weird scenario…), and lucky for me the house was still intact with everything in one piece. A breather from the insanity (and most welcomed break). Mukuro had pestered me if I did anything wrong to Chrome, or if any harm had come to her, or if she had gotten lost on the way home (and I answered no to all of them), he just wouldn't let up (so I ended up ignoring him and heading to my room to pass out, that is after I had managed to hide the set of clothes that I had bought).

Sometime before it was way too dark (perfect description for every afternoon that comes by), I got up and managed to cook dinner for the others (Chrome, Ken, and Chikusa decided that they'd stay here since their beloved Mukuro-sama was here, I wasn't up for arguing so I let them stay). I then went back upstairs and passed out for the second time, not bothering to change out of my clothes.

That was pretty much it…

P.S. I really am going to have nightmares because of this outing experience… the joy…