Posts by Eleusin

Ahh I see where did she go o-o

So we shall skip to the next day. The morning to be exact o-o

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Within the depths of the hospital, at least on the ninth floor or so was a being who's body was covered over by a sheet. From his chest down was nothing but a white layer. His left arm beneath the covers while his right was extended outside. The sight itself was disgusting. A burnt and shriveled up limp connected to his shoulder which was hidden by the cover. It almost looked like a raisin for that matter. The arm had seemed to shrink in width but in length it was longer than his left arm. That aside Enma's breathing was barely audible. His own life being tracked by a machine that occasionally went beep. Around his damaged arm was a pump connected to a wire with a liquid in it. Pumping his arm and occasionally tightening around it. His face was barely noticeable through all the bandages put around him but that was more or less the least of his worries. The only portion of his face that could be seen was his nose and mouth, even those in which were covered by that of a face mask. Every breath Enma let out showed that slight fog hitting the plastic above and slowly dissipate into nothingness. Yes there were burn marks and bruises along his face. And all of this was covered with a translucent curtain. As if it was made of plastic. On the inside was Enma and on the outside were three beings. The first was a short boy on the left, his crimson stained irises locked on the plastic curtain, and seated next to a taller who looked a bit older and masculine. His cheek bones defined by the way his skin hugged against it more so than puffed out. And his eyes were like that of a wild cat. Slits for that matter. His hair was between a silver and a grey color. And finally on the right was a girl shorter than the man in the middle but taller than the boy. Red pigtails and a devilish look to her features. In order, left right the names were F'yuki Kazuto, Silver Kazuto, and Natsumi Kazuto. All in who came to the hospital in hearing of Illumi's death and Enma's condition. Taking critical to a whole new level.

Every doctor that came by stated it was damned near impossible to heal the boy. And every healing monster the rich family could get their hands on always turned back at the last moment. Either saying "At what cost could I heal such a life" or "It could take years before he even reaches fifty percent" Hell the family even called humans but they had problems as well. Sure healing was simple but it was the fact that surrounding Enma was also a deep black haze like barrier. So the father. Silver. Had decided to sit here and watch his son until an idea came to mind. Whether he would be thinking of a way to heal him or thinking of his departure words was all soon to find out. It had been silent for hours now. F'yuki always disappearing in the curtain and staring at Enma, who still had jet black hair. The boy had finally taken his seat again next to his father. "It's so hard to look at" the boy whispered. Keeping his head down as he spoke, and almost sounding as if he was about to cry. His voice a bit feminine at that. "Then why the hell do you keep looking at it!" Natsumi snapped, holding onto the edge of her seat with one hand and leaning forward to peer over her father. At that F'yuki looked up a bit wide eyed, as if he was about to cry. Though that was always the look on his face. His reaction was just silence. He would never dare to step to Natsumi. Such a decision was always a bad one. "This is so f*cking stupid" she murmured. Sitting in her seat with a grumpy look on her face and crossing her arms to show she had put herself on lock down. "We've been here for like, three damn hours. It's nine in the f*cking morning. I could eat" she growled. F'yuki only added on with "It hasn't been that long" though yet again it was a mere whisper. He always had the habit of talking low. And the father sat between the both of these children. Looking from one to the other with arms crossed and finally speaking up. His voice deep and somewhat booming. Though you got use to it "Natsumi watch your mouth". Though the quick reply of "No" from the girl, simply earned an eye roll from Silver. "The reason we're even here is cause this f*ck up can't defend himself. I hate it! If I was in that fight I wouldn't let that sh*t happen to me. He's getting soft. Look at him, it's f*cking pitiful. He'll die at this rate and I don't give a damn" she finished. Having gotten out of her seat to point an accusing finger at Enma a few times but now she was back in her seat.

So as if it wasn't obvious enough, the roles here were established. F'yuki was the quiet person, yet no matter how quiet he was, he seemed to have a hidden dark side to him. While Natsumi was the loud foul mouth. Paths and crossroads already seemed decided. F'yuki would follow after Enma and Natsumi would take after Illumi. The redhead didn't care if Enma died. Well she said that now but when it actually happened she would regret it. Besides as of now the heir was Enma but if he was to die then it would be Natsumi. Who said, and quote "I won't let this family become a b*tch". Natsumi was the dominant one, and when it came to strongest within the kids of the Kazuto family it went. F'yuki as the weakest. Enma and Natsumi were more or less tied, but Natsumi's brute strength surpassed that of Enma's. While the two adolescents went at it Silver remained to himself in the chair, thinking back to all the ways to possibly save his child. Not one came to his damned mind. The number one healing monster in the world was that of a certain type of fairy. Though there were only one of those. A sweet old lady. Who when called up. Still didn't get the job done. There was a sudden ear piercing yell that got Silver's attention, making him perk up and look to his right. Though this motion of perking up was simply with the widening of his eyes.

Once more Natsumi had complained "This is so~ f*cking~ dumb" she whined. Which earned the final remark from F'yuki. "Stop acting like a b*tch". A whisper nonetheless. His fingers kept tapping each other and his feet were kicking with his head down, but no matter how innocent he looked or sounded, the words obviously came from him. Natsumi suddenly lunged up, and within seconds her hand was on the collar of F'yuki's shirt, tugging him close while one hand balled up and threatened to punch him. "The f*ck you say?" though the only reaction was silence from F'yuki. Silver only waited until it got to serious. Once more Natsumi tugged F'yuki forward. "I'll incinerate you, you f*cking hear me!?" she yelled. Though the way she spoke. This one was obviously a distinguished yell from the way she usually spoke. Her hand was engulfed in a flame, and without a moments hesitation she threw a punch at F'yuki's face, which was suddenly stopped by a thick hand. Traveling from it was just pure muscle covered over by skin. Yes Silver had stopped it, and he was in fact ripped. A large individual, all in which was muscle and none in which was fat.

"Don't get to loud. F'yuki say sorry" the young adult simply obeyed, and a simply glare towards F'yuki made her look down and sit in her seat with her arms crossed. Same with her legs. There was another moment of silence before Silver finally spoke "I got it. We're calling up Fran" he stated. Earning a glance from both his son and daughter while he placed his hand in his back pocket, only to pull out his phone a moment later. "We either do one of two things. We get Enma a bottle of corruption, or we give him demon blood" though this should have been an obvious choice. One was safer than the other was it not? But both were substances withe extrodinary healing powers. Even healing those halfway down the pit of despair and death. Demon blood wouldn't save Enma from the coma and it could possibly take him over or in act kill him. And due to the fact Enma wasn't awake to fight it it was more likely the blood would kill him. Corruption on the other hand was like unleashing a monster into the world but the likely hood of Enma's survival was far greater. So the decision was made! All that had to be done was that the item be acquired.Though such a thing would take a long time seeing as not only was it in the bottom of the academy but it was hard to get to. The best chance of someone been getting down there was someone with a lithe body or a trickster. Though anything could happen. Which is why Silver texted Fran. And Fran was free to gather whoever he wanted.

As soon as the male pressed send Silver placed the phone back into his pocket, looking at both of his children and soon sitting back down. "He's conscious but he's barely hanging. He's practically in a coma, Natsumi I understand you want to leave but the least you could do is stay, He's your brother after all" he stated. Looking down at his daughter who kept her arms crossed and her eyes narrowed. F'yuki on the other hand was just playing with his hands and having his own little fun. "The doctors don't even know how long Enma will be here" F'yuki murmured, as if he was a bit upset over the whole ordeal. It was then that the room got silent, all in which were doing their own thing. Natsumi looking at the patient with an angry expression on her face. Silver with his arms crossed and watching his own child, and F'yuki who was just tapping his fingers together and spreading them out to create a small transparent cube that fit in his palm. Though as of now it was just floating between his hands, and slowly rotating. A connection to his awakening skill.

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.:: Yuma Takeshi - Male - Leader ::.

"Ghost, demons; they're everywhere.
perhaps that's what makes howl city so different"

. . . .

Yuma brought a finger to his lip and looked up at the sky, shining bright with it's emerald color due to the reflection of the trees and so on. It seemed like Kaito was one of those with social anxiety. Yuma could somewhat relate, which is why he gave him all the time in the world. Well not all the time in the world. But he could take as long as he needed. As long as it wasn't something like an hour or so. That aside Yuma looked back at Kaito as soon as the male spoke, along with spotting Ovelia who was making a late appearance, and before long it seemed like the whole team was here. Or at least half of them. A fair amount. "Yea feel free to go inside now if you want" the young adolescent stood to his feet and shook his head of ebony hair only to look at the home before him and turn his back on it. "Some of you might be nervous but don't even worry about it. I mean we might have more than one chance at this, if the dolls aren't killers" In which they weren't. But it was also a matter of them escaping. Which is exactly why Yuma had asked Jacuzzi earlier to spread salt around the house. "Well you guys can set up, but I'll be going" he announced, waving a hand over his head in a way to signal his departure and finally disappearing within the trees.

Yuma had to prepare for this in his own way. It's not like he had a talisman unlike everyone else but it was more so a matter of getting chalk and flashlights. Yuma relied on flashlights for just about everything. Hell how funny would it be if his talisman was a flashlight that burned demons! Actually that would be kinda cool. Yuma fished for the flashlight in the side pouch of his book bag and flicked it on, pointing the bright light at trees and pretending they were demons melting away at the hands of his light. Yuma would occasionally make pew sounds but soon enough he came face to face with an old man. Having the light beamed at his fest with his mouth an a slight 'o' shape from having said pew. Yuma slowly tore his eyes from the ground and looked ahead at the old man, who had his head tilted to the side and his hair covering his eyes. The sight itself made a chill run down Yuma's spine, feeling the wind get cold with every fleeting second. Every breath became a sting to the boys lungs, and finally the man spoke in a deep tone. "Watch who you take after". In those simple words the male had looked up, revealing pitch black eyes like that of coal, and immediately a gust of wind blew by Yuma, making him stumble back in the slightest before turning to the left and taking off in that direction.

Why had that even scared him? Wasn't it just a warning. Well no matter. The scene just seemed to dark and tense for that fleeting moment. And something about his words connected for a fleeting moment. Though as of now those words were long gone in the back of his mind. What did it all mean? Take after? Like follow? Watching who he looks up to? Or perhaps it was watch what you chase, in terms of saying Yuma should watch the type of ghost that he hunts. Well whatever it was the boy was already out the forest and jogging onto the straight road back to the city. It about a few yards away from the forest that his running got lighter, slowly coming to a halt so he could look over his shoulder, in which no one was there, just the wind, the trees the more farm land visible out the corner of his eye. The boy took in a deep breath and let it out into a sigh before walking back to his home, well that was the original plan. With that in mind Yuma began to head through the city, passing people on his left and right but only ignoring them and heading for his home. Within minutes, at least thirty to be exact. Yuma was in the comfort of his own home, closing the door behind him and going into his room to get a few tools for the hunt at eight. Which started at 7:30, due to an early set up and trap.

He would come back when everyone was ready! So as of now Yuma could just relax for the pass time. He shrugged off his school upper clothing and put on a white shirt, flopping onto the soft bed that bounced beneath his weight and caved into his shape. Staring at the ceiling and contemplating a bunch of things. Though the main thing on his mind was just that old man. Perhaps if he wasn't encountered the thing on his mind would be more so the hunt, but now Yuma had his head wrapped around the old guy. His arms were placed behind his head and acting as a rest while his feet were slung over the side of the bed, kicking at the air at an even pace. Within it all Yuma finally closed his eyes, his alarm already set in his phone for 6:50 seeing it would take him awhile to reach the home again. Though there were a few things to look out for. Claire had said it earlier that it was due to rain and storm. A bit ironic really. A handful of creepy events on a dull day. And finally it hit Yuma. Not even the sun had been out today. So where had that emerald shine come from?

. . . .

Accepted.
A purple katana
that kinda reminds me of blue exorcist o-o

.:: Yuma Takeshi - Male - Leader ::.

"Ghost, demons; they're everywhere.
perhaps that's what makes howl city so different"

. . . .

ooc: My pc was glitchy xD

Yuma immediately shot up in his bed only to stare at the wall and then the time. 6:50. Then along with the sudden realization of time was also the noticeable beeping sound that emitted from his phone on the dresser. There was a relieved sigh from the boy as he stepped off his bed and onto the floor, allowing his feet to run across the clean rug and just lightly brush the soles of his feet. Yes in fact it felt good to be home but Yuma had somewhere to be, which is why the male immediately ran to his closet and switched into a different set clothes. A green jacket with a white shirt underneath, followed by black pants and his usual black and white shoes. It was safe to say this was how Yuma dressed outside of the academy, but it's not like such a small thing mattered now. Without a moments hesitation the male headed out his house, only to head down the street and towards the meeting place for the ghost hunt. There was a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Not like it mattered now, Yuma was already approaching the house.

It was a few miles ahead, and the once lively farmland was now a dull platform of crops shaded by the night sky, which was actually quite dark for 7:25. It was about a few yards or so that Yuma got another text message, am update to the thread for his ghost hunting club, and the words across the screen seemed to make the boy pause for a fleeting moment. Sometimes the dolls would knock on the doors and move around 7:00 another comment from one of the home residents.The words seemed to echo in the back of Yuma's mind, playing over and over like a broken record until his hand was shaking. His eyes wide with what looked like fear, though in reality it was all just shock. His plans could fall right here. Yuma began jogging towards the house, which soon broke out into a run, his arms swinging at his sides and carrying him while his ebony hair flew back with the wind. He could feel the air smacking into his face with every wild step he took forward, and finally he was in front of the forest, looking out the corner of his eye to spot the vivid colors in the back followed by a flash of that emerald glare. The boy immediately slid and halted to a stop, one leg stretched out to the side while the other was bent in from having ran all that way, his hair swayed from the sudden stop and fell back to his shoulders while his jacket flew up in the slightest and softly landed back to the sides of his body. His eyes focused on the trees but without a second thought Yuma began to run pass them, only to stop a few yards from the house.

His eyes focused on the white ring surrounding the home. A good sign, meaning no one had escaped or messed up the circle for that matter. Yet something was far off, and at that Yuma looked at his phone 7:28, the time was okay, everything was going according to plan, at least from the outside, and perhaps it would have been the inside too had a shadow not darted across the window.. Yuma squinted for a fleeting moment and stared at the door, then the window and back to the door, only to finish at the window again,. Something was entirely off and he had to put an end to it now, at least that was Yuma's mindset. The only thing that with an intermediate such as his self it was dangerous to go in there, especially knowing three figures were on the loose. Yuma had to hurry at this point, trapping the dolls in a room before it was to late, yet making sure that his own safety was secure, Yuma would at least wait for two more people before starting this mission, and in the mean time the male was making a plan. Yuma was crouched behind the stump of a cut tree and peering into the house. As long as the salt was in place they had a lead in this hunt, and that gave Yuma the confidence he needed.

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Silver gave no recognition towards the person who entered the room, though F'yuki couldn't help but peer out the corner of his eye and look at the girl. Of course she was instantly recognized as Enma's mate, not to say the two had met face to face but F'yuki did most of his watch from afar. Which resulted in the male parting his lips to say hi, though with a second thought the boy closed his mouth and looked down, everyone had become silent upon Piper's entrance, well everyone but Natsumi who was grumbling and kicking her feet. Piper was just studying Enma, tuning herself in on him and only him, and evading the scene of his bad arm. Natsumi slowly stood to her feet when Piper began to speak up, though the words were guided towards Silver, and the only reply he gave was the simple nod of his head. "And what if he dies?" he asked. The simple question that made F'yuki perk up and look at Silver, who had his eyes fixated on piper. The question hadn't need be answered. With all that aside Natsumi shot out her seat, stretching her arms over her head with a frown and moving towards the girl. "b*tch you think you can walk in here during our time?" the girl leaned forward and grinned, her figure showing off her pink tank top and greyish short cargo pants. Natsumi pointed an accusing finger at the girl before bringing it to the bottom of her eye, pulling it down and revealing its pink underside, only to follow up by sticking out her tongue. Her height obviously towered Piper, it was safe to say she was an inch or so taller than Enma as well. "I should f*cking kill you you know that. I hate maggots" she spouted, referring that Piper was considered a maggot or so.

Natsumi stood up straight and placed a hand on the side of her neck, tilting it to the side to reveal a loud crack that seemed to repeat and echo. Her light crimson irises focused on the girl and soon enough she had an arm cocked back, only to grin and drop to Enma's side, wrapping an arm over him and pressing her face against his. "You must like him a lot. You look like you might cry" In those simple words F'yuki spoke up, having stood to his feet and speaking under his breath as if to afraid to speak up. "Stop...Messing with her" he murmured. His eyes darted to the side and soon peered upwards to see Natsumi tilting her head. Staring into his eyes as if she knew he would look up. F'yuki immediately evaded the girls eyes and looked at the ground. "I was just thinking it's kinda mean" he added. Within seconds Natsumi was in front of him, towering over the shorter boy and gritting her teeth. "Maybe you're just soft" she growled.

Once again the two were going at it in their own way, and Silver only watched his son, who's chest was hardly rising with each breath. The sight was a bit tragic really. Yet Silver showed no sign of emotion, even hearing about his dead son Illumi brought nothing but a cold stare. Yes the Kazuto family was indeed a harsh cold one, but Enma had been the first person to bring out that cold hard nature and show his emotion. Yet here he was, that burst of emotion got him in this situation. Yet at the same time it saved his life. Silver was deep in thought, well that was until Natsumi suddenly spoke up "Father why did you give her the okay!" she whined, pointing a finger at Piper with a frown on her face. "One moment we were killing these f*ck ups and now you have one get close to us. Through him!" she pointed at Enma and slowly made her way behind Piper, placing a finger on the top center of her back and slowly coming down. Pushing deeper as she went "You know back during the massacre we would make you summon your wings and slowly tear you apart. Hell sometimes we pull out the f*cking bone and blood would spill from your kind" her voice was low, dragging her finger to Piper's tailbone and suddenly pushing forward, as if it was going to ram itself through her skin.

Of course that wasn't going to happen. "Don't think that because you play the good girl that you're kindness will get to Enma. We can bring him back if we really try" she snarled, her lips practically brushing Piper's ear as she peered to her out the corner of her eyes."you heard the rumors didn't you. There was a flash of his true form, every time he smashed in the sins head with that right arm" Natsumi slid her hand down Pipers shoulder and laced her finger in the girls, only to drag her hand up and point it at Enma's arm. "That's your f*cking fault you know. You should be there" she growled. In the back of her mind Natsumi saw herself as stronger than Enma, which is why she was upset that Enma was one to kill one of the sins. Which was in fact true. There were some aspects where Natsumi surpassed Enma and vice versus. For example Natsumi was a head first type of person who rushed in while Enma was a bit more tactical, but that aside Natsumi kept going. "You do know that Enma killed some of you right?" she added. She was more or less trying to get into Piper's head with words. All in which were true. She seemed to take after Illumi.

At all this Silver stood to his feet, making a come here sign as if telling F'yuki to follow. In which he did. Both silent figures taking their departure in the hospital. Within a few steps outside Silver looked over his shoulder at the hospital, along with F'yuki of course. He was a follower of his father. The more 'loyal' or respectful child of the Kazuto family. Unlike Natsumi of course. Who had decided to stay back not because of Piper but because of Enma. Yes no matter how many mean or rude things she said Enma was her brother. And she did love him. Not that she would ever openly admit it, her way of showing her feelings were mostly through acts of vulgar language and violence. Not to mention it was just her character. So yes in a way she did like Piper too. Well sort of. Perhaps the fire bird would grown on her but in the meantime the feeling was mutual. She could stand to kill her or befriend her. Though that aside Natsumi was still in the building with Piper, and once everyone had left the girl fell back in the seat, staring into the eyes of Enma's mate and speaking up a bit afterwards. "You f*cking suck you know that?" her way of saying Piper was alright. Though it was hard to tell.

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sar·casm
ˈsärˌkazəm/
noun
noun: sarcasm; plural noun: sarcasms

the use of irony to mock or convey contempt.
"his voice, hardened by sarcasm, could not hide his resentment"
synonyms: derision, mockery, ridicule, scorn, sneering, scoffing; More
irony;
cynicism
"well, it's easy to see that she got her biting sarcasm from her mother"

Origin

joke
jōk/
noun
noun: joke; plural noun: jokes

1.
a thing that someone says to cause amusement or laughter, especially a story with a funny punchline.
"she was in a mood to tell jokes"
synonyms: funny story, jest, witticism, quip; More
pun, play on words;
informalgag, wisecrack, crack, one-liner, rib-tickler, knee-slapper, thigh-slapper, punch-line, groaner
"they were telling jokes"
a trick played on someone for fun.
synonyms: trick, practical joke, prank, lark, stunt, hoax, jape; informalspoof
"playing stupid jokes"
informal
a person or thing that is ridiculously inadequate.
"the transportation system is a joke"
synonyms: laughingstock, object of ridicule, stooge, butt; More
informalAunt Sally
"he soon became a joke to us"
farce, travesty, waste of time
"the present system is a joke"

I feel like you should reread what I said >_>
Windows 8 is said to be bad
thus I said I don't want windows 8
and I made fun of windows 8 saying they cap everything o-o

Which reminds me to ask, why is it an instinct?
Like how did you catch onto it xD

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ooc: yea. Make a new form though o-o

There was an awkward silence between the two, Natsumi who at this point was just watching Enma. And Piper who was more so in tuned with grabbing his hand. Natsumi began to sniffle, as if she was ready to cry, though she soon played it off by rubbing the bottom of her nose. "This is always the worst part" with those words the sudden rhythmic beeping stopped, only to be replaced with a straightforward line and a deeper sound. The red head took no hesitation to suck her cheeks in for a fleeting moment. So it seemed like Natsumi was new to this sort of thing too. Not to say she was gonna cry. Her eyes stayed on the monitor before slowly rising to her feet, only to stretch her arms over her head and sit back down. And at that the beeping came back, it seemed as if even at his own death bed Enma liked to screw people over. Not that Natsumi knew that was going to happen, she just took notice to the slight decline in his heart rate and commented on it. Scares aside Natsumi was more or less just holding her breath and waiting for an answer. An answer from her dear brother mind you. Which would at least take weeks, but Natsumi was willing to lose sleep. Not to say she would openly admit her love for her brother.

It was still silent within the room, but finally Natsumi spoke up. "He always talked about you when he was with us. I think it was back when Illumi attacked the school. And he came back home to train" she murmured. As if talking to herself, but something about the way she spoke was stretched out for Piper's ears. "The first thing out his mouth was a some stupid sh*t about a girl with dark hair and so on" The girl paused and focused on Piper's face, letting a grin come across her features as she studied the firebird. "Enma was like five by the way. I mean he knew he what he was doing but he was still innocent if that makes you feel better" Surely Natsumi was losing that foul mouth nature. Which resulted in her speaking up again "You're f*cking stupid" she murmured. Turning in her chair so her legs were on the back rest and her head was pointed down from the seat part of the chair. "you're alright though" she added. It was then that the girl laced her fingers together on her stomach and closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath and letting it out through her mouth. "Though if I wanted I could f*cking kill you on the spot, and sell your wings. There are a ton of people into that sort of thing" she added, giving a wry grin a few moments later "But then Enma would kill me. Or at least try. You saw that power right? What was it f*cking like? Were you there?" she asked, leaning outwards in the slightest with a wide eyed expression.

As of now Natsumi was completely enticed within the idea of Enma's fight. She was close to Enma, practically a bonded mate. She had to be there at the fight, didn't she? Was she not there? Or perhaps she didn't feel it? There had been rumors of a girl being with Enma at the battle, which is specifically why Natsumi asked. She was just dying to know how great this power was. A power that could only be reached once in a lifetime. Just what was it like? No one else in the Kazuto family would be able to reach a power like that, mainly because Enma's was all due to his emotions snapping. In which the Kazuto family buried their emotion. Even if they tried the thought of loss and sadness was already far gone. Unlike some people like F'yuki or Enma. Though F'yuki could still keep himself together. He was a bit more stronger will in a sense of keeping his cool when someone died. Perhaps with Enma killed others it didn't have that affect on him but when someone he knew died. Well things like this happened. As if it wasn't obvious enough. But all this was just flying through Natsumi's head. "So how long do you plan to f*cking be here weirdo" she murmured. Her eyes darting to the side as they did so. So she was going to strike a conversation. Even if there were foul words in it.

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"Many would rather seek comfort in the falsehood of an illusion,
Than the brutal truth of reality."

Fran found himself walking into the cafeteria, looking left and right only to stop and stare ahead at a familiar head of hair, and almost immediately he heard the footsteps of another person finally catching up to him. Deisys! Who decided to walk while Fran made the smart idea to jog. Not to say the idea was actually smart. It was just another round of sarcasm, and another day of having to watch the frog idiot. Even if he was capable of watching himself, sometimes it was always safe to make sure. And this time Deisys was put on frog watch while Aaron did what he wanted. So as a result he had to follow Fran around. Who made the smart idea for once within his next set of actions. Pointing over at Shizuka with a smile on his face and darting over to her with his arms waving from side to side in the air. Once again Fran was back to his idiotic ways, and the fifth floor of the academy was being rebuilt and cleaned by a volunteer team who would get extra points on their card. This due to the fact that not enough bonemen could clean it all. Not to mention a majority were in Asuna's room, getting out paper work and getting together money for her "dear favorite". Along with the Kazuto family who had easily tossed in ten grand.

That aside Fran slid in front of Shizuka's table and sat down in front of her, staring at the girl who was face first in her own food. Yet the first one to speak was the male with the familiar signature phrase of "Oho". Deisys placed his hand on Shizuka's head, lacing his fingers through her hair and lightly tugging upwards as if to try and lift her head out the food. "Dying through suffocation would be a bit embarrassing for an assassin don't you think?" Funny really. This wasn't the first time her groggy nature or so had gotten the best of her. Though every time it had she was lucky there was someone around at the time. That person being Deisys, and with that aside the male took a seat next to Shizuka and across from Fran. The safest option really. "I heard the mission was called off for the sake of getting Enma to the hospital, isn't that right?" he stated. Caring more or less if anyone joined or listened in. There was a change in Deisys if it wasn't already put out there at this point and that was his hair, having cut the pony tail fairly short. And giving him that look that Fran once called pineapple. It was also the first hairstyle Deisys had when he met Shizuka. So the hair itself had some history behind it.

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"Many would rather seek comfort in the falsehood of an illusion,
Than the brutal truth of reality."

Deisys looked up at Shizuka as the girl grew wide eyed with a pouty face, and in response Deisys simply looked away as if trying to obscure his view from eye contact. That wouldn't work on him would it? Well whatever it was Fran was now staring at the two, along with a few other students from other tables. From their angles and from the looks of it, anyone could say they were about to kiss. Though they were far from it. The male was silent for a moment or so before finally parting his lips, only to see the girls tear drop. Even if it was a fake one something about it was more or less getting to him. Though it wasn't so much the tear as it was just thinking over the idea again. He would be bringing Shizuka, to a funeral. Last time this had happened she was the loudest one in the church. The only loud one. What had once been a snicker or a chuckle had become hysterics and some mockery. Deisys stopped flashing back and looked at Shizuka, finally realizing he hadn't quite answered but more so laid there with a blank expression.Finally hearing Shizuka add that Deisys was her shining knight in white armor. "alright find don't go. But you were his partner. I was just insisting you check it out" he was suddenly cut off as Fran leaned in and shrugged his brows "looks like you two are partners~" he cooed. With those words Deisys quickly let go of the staff, only to watch Fran's stomach suck in and his face become pale and dehydrated. His stomach organs were disappearing! Which could explain the reaction of wanting help, and soon enough Deisys had his hand on the staff again. "Where was I..." he paused for a moment and closed his eyes before taking in a deep breath.

"If it makes you feel better. Your shining knight will be there" he murmured, looking off to the side as he did so and finally leaning off Shizuka's shoulder. Oh how he hated that term so much. Knight in white armor. Though Shizuka seemed to like it. Deisys only used that term if he had to. In which he was using the term now solely because he didn't want to have to watch Fran on his own. Also it gave him someone to hang with. "and...Maybe I'll take you out for dinner" he added, averting his gaze from the girl and looking at the table. Yes anything would suffice as long as he didn't have to watch Fran by himself. Even at funerals the boy had a tendency to wander around. Though that lack in trust for Fran was what made the frog boy puff up his cheeks and cross his arms like a child "Well maybe I wanna go eat too" his words were sharp and to the point, and in saying this Deisys turned to the boy and shrugged his shoulders "Well I'm on watch that day so I guess I have to" On watch. As if Fran was an animal that couldn't be contained. Well to be exact; Deisys and Aaron had agreed on switching Fran off every day. So while Deisys had him today, Aaron had him the next day and so on. Though there were times where the frog just tagged along with whoever he wanted. That aside Deisys looked back at Shizuka and raised a brow, waiting for her answer to come, ignoring the loud boom sound from far upstairs. Which was just that of construction work.

Deisys and Fran had both skipped out on it even after saying they would volunteer. Though there were already enough people to help out anyway. Besides the cafeteria was missing a good quarter of their students. So the fifth floor was crowded, and would be for the next two days or so. Which also led to the topic of sleeping. Deisys looked up at the ceiling as a bit of dust came down and landed on the floor next to his seat, both him and Fran who seemed to stare up for awhile before Deisys made eye contact with Shizuka again "where are you staying?" he asked. Resting his right elbow on the table and propping himself up while using his hand as a rest for his chin. It was the same position Deisys always took on during casual conversation, and Fran on the other hand was putting leaning forward with his tongue sticking out between his lips. As if it was a struggle to listen on the two of them.

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"Many would rather seek comfort in the falsehood of an illusion,
Than the brutal truth of reality."

Deisys paused for a moment as the girl insisted that they stay at her place. Though surely it was a fine deal but Deisys was on floor three, a floor which didn't require any fixing and therefore was safe to sleep in. Then again the way Shizuka put up the offer made it sound casual. Which Deisys easily caught on to. Though as for other students the same thing couldn't exactly be said. At this point they were just getting stares. Surely if Deisys said yes then word would spread like wildfire even if nothing really happened. It was already bad enough that Deisys's proposal sounding like a date. Though on the plus side Fran was coming, which would make this whole thing far from a date. "Your place..." he repeated. Looking at Shizuka with his usual calm demeanor. Nearly everyone in the cafeteria had gotten silent just for his answer. "Well I was just making sure you have a place to stay. I'm fine where I am" he stated. If anything it sounded like he was turning Shizuka down. Though before he could go any further Fran suddenly lunged over the table and let his chest land hard against the center and more towards Deisys's side of the table, only to stretch out his hand and clamp it over the older males mouth "O-kay. Snake-senpai" his usual speech pattern. A bit reversed really, he dragged out 'okay' and was quick and short with the term 'snake senpai' referring to her assassins name, or at least the one Fran knew. "Pineapple-senpai only ever gets to sleep on the chair anyway. Our beds are already taken" he added. As if wanting Deisys to leave off with Shizuka. This all came to an abrupt end when Deisys smacked away Fran's hand, making the frog idiot land face first entirely into the table, this being due to the fact his hand was holding him up through Deisys, who was no no longer there for support. Once more the older male took over and spoke up "I'm only taking you out if you come to the funeral." he finished. Ahhh there it was. Good old Deisys. In the end he always tried to get over. Which worked nearly every time. Especially with Shizuka. So as of now he waited for the girls answer, all the while looking at Fran who was shrugging his brow.

It was then that the two leaned across the table towards each other. "Why do you keep looking at me?" he asked. "Ohhh, you know" Fran cooed, punching Deisys's shoulder and winking at him "This could be your chance" he added. Deisys simply rolled his eyes before looking over his shoulder, as if to make sure Shizuka wasn't there. He then looked back at Fran "She's to innocent to know what she's saying-" "but surely she knows about it. How old is she? Like 17?" Fran leaned forward a bit more and grinned, waiting for Deisys to answer "Yes bu-" "but what? Surely she's not that innocent" Deisys pursed his lips before looking down at the table, only to look back at Fran a moment later. "What's in it for me anyway" Fran suddenly leaned his head back and scoffed, giving Deisys a look as if to ask if he was serious "Well allow me to skip the obvious stuff. First of all you'll get to sleep on a good bed. Not to mention you can have good food...Maybe. And! You don't have to deal with me" Deisys parted his lips until the third one came to mind, squinting and taking in a deep breath, though one again he was cut off by Fran "Also look at her!" he stated. This time it was obviously loud, not to mention he nodded for Shizuka "Shizuka do me a favor!" the frog idiot asked, looking over Deisys's shoulder with a smug grin on his face. The frog put his hand on Deisys's head and grinned "one to ten, rate. Go" though what this rating signified was unknown. Well. It meant based on looks, but for Shizuka and her somewhat innocent nature it could mean anything right? Even that moment from three years or so back. Though in Fran's mind Shizuka should have known what this was referring to. Right? Right?

So while on Fran's face was a giant smile waiting for the answer, Deisys was looking back at Shizuka, still debating whether he would stay or not. Though he had to take into account what Fran said. It's not like he had to deal with him when they slept. That was more so Aaron's problem. Though the fact about sleeping on a couch was a good argument. It was then that all of this hit Deisys, as if a rush of questions finally came to his mind. What's in it for him?. Something about this was wrong. Very wrong. Sure Deisys would have his fun in the long run correct? Well whatever the matter may be, as of now he was waiting for Shizuka's answer. Funny really. He always tried to avoid Fran and yet he somehow always got caught up in the frogs shenanigans. But little did Deisys know, this time it would be different. Little did anyone know for that matter. Fran had an idea of his own. Though for now they would enjoy themselves! So as of now both figures awaited an answer. And then they would continue talking. Of course oblivious to the fact Shizuka may or may not be able to hear them.