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  <title>TEH BLAH THINGY!!!</title>
  <subtitle>What ever I write when I remember to write in here.</subtitle>
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  <updated>2008-12-07T03:04:34Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:demented4life:14690</id>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-11-01T20:59:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-07T03:04:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-07T03:04:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ANOREXIA&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have dry skin.&lt;br /&gt;[] You eat 1 meal.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You're very weak. [I'm weak, but not 'very' weak]&lt;br /&gt;[x] You hate yourself.&lt;br /&gt;[] You starve yourself.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have low self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;[] You use laxatives.&lt;br /&gt;[] You need to be more skinny.&lt;br /&gt;[x] People always say you're skinny, but you think you're fat. [S-sorta.]&lt;br /&gt;[x] People think you are too skinny.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADHD (ATTENTION DEFICIT/HYPERACTIVITY DISORDER)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your mind is all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;[] You are hyper most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You barely pay attention to anything.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can't cooperate well.&lt;br /&gt;[] You talk all the time.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You need attention 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIPOLAR DISORDER&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can act wild at times then the next day you are depressed.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are very irritable.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are anti-social.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have very high self esteem sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are abusing alcohol, drugs, or sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have thought of/attempted suicide.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BULIMIA NERVOSA &lt;br /&gt;[] You throw up all of your food.&lt;br /&gt;[] You throw up even when you don't feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have no control over how you eat.&lt;br /&gt;[] You use laxatives.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have overly exercised to where you almost fainted/passed out.&lt;br /&gt;[] You always say you are fat, when you aren't.&lt;br /&gt;[x] People think you're way too skinny.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONDUCT DISORDER&lt;br /&gt;[] You are a bully.&lt;br /&gt;[] You threaten other people.&lt;br /&gt;[] You often find yourself in fights.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have used a weapon that could cause injury to others. &lt;br /&gt;[] You are cruel to humans and/or animals.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have raped/molested someone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You destroy property on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You always lie.&lt;br /&gt;[] You stay out all night.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have ran away from home.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEPRESSION&lt;br /&gt;[] You are always sad.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You no longer find excitement over the activities you use to love.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You always find yourself in bed/around the house all day.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have low self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Everything bad that happens is always your fault.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You always seem to be weak or have physical features hurt.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are failing more then one subject in school [Technically WAS, but..yeah.]&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have thought of/attempted suicide.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have ran away from home.&lt;br /&gt;[] Hope is no longer there for you.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCD (OBSESSIVE COMPULSIVE DISORDER)&lt;br /&gt;[] You have daily rituals.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have disturbing thoughts or thoughts you hate.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have to do a certain thing until it feels right.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have to keep things in a certain order.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have harmed yourself.&lt;br /&gt;[] You are afraid you will get a std, aids, or any kind of germs&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have to check some stuff over again.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTSD (POST-TRAUMATIC STRESS DISORDER)&lt;br /&gt;[] You repeatedly have flashbacks of horrible moments/memories in your life&lt;br /&gt;[] You repeatedly have dreams of horrible moments/memories in your life.&lt;br /&gt;[] You sometimes think the event will happen again.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can be/are anti-social.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have lost interest in the things you used to love.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have not had a lot of sleep lately.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can have angry outbursts.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You act younger than your age.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHIZOPHRENIA&lt;br /&gt;[x] You often have hallucinations.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have strange, unusual dreams or thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can be confused about reality and fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You think people are always staring or talking about you.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have extreme anxiety or fearfulness.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have difficulty with relationships with family, friends, and opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are very shy. [Unless I'm with friends, this is totally true. 8| ]&lt;br /&gt;[x] You often talk to yourself. &lt;br /&gt;Total: 8</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-10-14T20:17:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-15T01:17:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-15T01:17:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">  &lt;p style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;There once was a grand world. It spanned for miles upon miles filled with beauty and inhabited many strange and glorious creatures. In its vast grounds you could find anything the mind could think up! Happy, sad, adorable, and grotesque; all were to be found in this Wonderland. Ah but my friends today we are to hear of the story of one particular little creature; It was a dream without a dreamer.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;It was but a small and weak dream that dreamt of bigger things. Alas the dream knew it could not survive in the forest it had made its home world.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The dream spent many days despairing over its unfortunate fate.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;lsquo;&lt;i style=""&gt;I do not want to disappear like this. How can I make people pay attention to me?&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Was the question it desperately asked itself and passerbies. &lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;It thought and thought day after day before having an idea. &lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;lsquo;I could have people stray into me, and let them make the world!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was this thought that brought about our story, and the Bloody Forest of Wonderland. Now dear child, that you know of the prologue I can introduce you to out first hero; the Alice of Spades.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She was a gallant and courageous person, clothed in red and with her trusty sword on hip she was willing to help anything in trouble. &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Knowing this the dream decided that she was perfect to help him live.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;ldquo;Please dear warrior, I am but a small dying dream but I beg of you to save the forest I call my home!&amp;rdquo; &lt;/i&gt;The dream had called out in a weak and desolated voice. The Alice of course could not pass up the dying dream&amp;rsquo;s cries and raised her sword with one hand into the sky. &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;ldquo;I will do my best little one, and none of your enemies shall live for the deeds committed against you and your home! Point me to the fellows that have wrong you.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/i&gt;With a gleam in her eye she set off in the direction&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;the deceitful dream had given her, following the &amp;lsquo;warnings&amp;rsquo; it had given her. &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh brave one, please do not believe the lies you will see! Everything in my forest is an intruder and wish to do me harm. I have lived alone for ages until they invaded! Please restore my home to its glory before I die&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; &lt;/i&gt;It had pleaded and the Alice did so, slicing her way through the forest and creating a red pathway behind her. Slaying all that came into her sight until reaching the heart of forest and becoming entrapped in the thorny vine trap the dream had laid. The brave and kind Alice was trapped like a prisoner of sin, entangled in bright green vines that dripped of the same red she made her path of. Gone to the outside world was she, for except for her bright red path there was no way to know of her existence.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The dream was happy to have grown, but could not stop at out wonderful Alice of Spades. It wanted another.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our second Hero; Alice of Blue Diamonds; was a meek and talented young man. His voice touched many in the Wonderland with its soft and loving tones. The dream sought out this man, fascinated by his voice. &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;ldquo;Please kind sir, will you grant this dying dream&amp;rsquo;s last wish? It would make me happy to have you sing this song I crafted at your next concert.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/i&gt;The dream put on its most hopeful look to pull at the Alice&amp;rsquo;s heartstrings. The Alice being the timid man he was couldn&amp;rsquo;t turn the small dream and accepted the tainted music sheets with a small smile. &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;d be delighted to. I&amp;rsquo;m sure my crowd will love your song small one.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/i&gt;He said pleasantly and left to prepare, unaware of the twisted look of delight the dream had.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-08-28T19:20:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-29T00:21:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-29T00:21:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Disorder | Rating&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid: Low&lt;br /&gt;Schizoid: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;Schizotypal: Very High&lt;br /&gt;Antisocial: High&lt;br /&gt;Borderline: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;Histrionic: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;Narcissistic: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;Avoidant: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;Dependent: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URL of the test: &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URL for more info: &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/index.html"&gt;http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/index.html&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-08-23T14:27:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-23T19:28:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-23T19:29:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="background: url(http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d83/kana_101/Kiras%20Icons/sparkle.gif)"&gt;HOLY CRAP I LUV YOU FOR TEACHING ME THIS SHUGO~&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-08-09T23:10:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-10T04:13:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-10T04:13:38Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">LOL! San Japan was awesome.&amp;nbsp; Especially this one part during the Ouran Host Club Social where a House cosplayer went by and all the fangirls(me too) were screaming "HOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSEEEE!! 8DDD " And the two peeps with him were all "UH! THE DOCTOR HAS TO GO KILL SOMEBODY! IT'S LUPUS THIS TIME REALLY! HUURRHURRR!" And at once all the fangirls were all "IT'S NEVAH LUPUS!! DDDDDD&amp;lt; LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was kewl. :3</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-06-04T16:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-04T21:13:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-04T21:13:16Z</updated>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-05-14T18:24:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-14T23:25:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-14T23:25:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;King Raphael flopped down into the chair at the opposite side of the table in a rather lazy fashion and his eyes fell down onto the servant that and casually sat himself down against the stone floor at his feet. Hayden's glistening emerald eyes followed the servant boy that his father had dragged in viciously as though the boy was some kind of freak on a leash. He arched his brows and peered back &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;at his father with a rather disapproving expression crossing his pale features. "I'm glad to see you seem to be having fun dragging him around. Never seen him before, is he new?" Hayden curiously asked, tilting his head to the side and peering underneath the oval table to get a better look at the slave. -d-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kristoph raised an eyebrow at the prince and turned his head away. It wasn't very nice to talk about someone as if they wern't there.... He scoffed and crossed his arms glancing up at the king and over at the prince occasionally.... This was kind of akward. He actually felt like some kind of house-hold pet, sitting on the floor like this. It didn't help that his stomache kept reminding him of (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;how hungry he was. Thirsty too now that he thought about it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Fun... Perhaps but it's the most annoying thing on two legs." He scoffed in reply to his son, lifting a piece of the silver cutlery he dug it into a thick piece of gravy smothered steak and dropped it into his plate, beginning to fill the fine china with as much food within his reach. Hayden sighed and carefully began to pile up his own plate with much more grace than his father, he lifted a &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;piece of chicken from the pile and suck his hand underneath the table, offering it secretly to the servant boy. "It? Is that how you refer to them these days? Doesn't he have a name?" -d-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kristoph sneered at the king while he wasn't looking, but quickly stopped and stared catiously at the peice of chiken. He still took it quietly from the prince, sending him a grateful look and mouthing his thanks; but he didn't know if something evil lurked behind the other boy's angelic looks. Better safe then sorry right? He wondered breifly if he'd be able to say his own name... he doubted (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;the king knew. He still didn't like how he was feeling like a dog right now though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Raphael gave a mere shrug of his shoulders and continued to viciously scoff down his food in his usual pig like manner. Dear lord, how much he urged to comment. He however dared not to, it was never wise to insult the ruthless king, family or not. "I take that as a you have no idea." Hayden mumbled as he glanced back underneath the table toward the said servant. "Come boy, speak up what is thee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;name?" He questioned curiously in his smooth honey sweet tone that was perfectly well spoken. He truly was a regal figure of authority. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kristoph stuttered in surprise and cleared his throat. "M'name is Kristoph sir. Just so you know, I'm man." He muttered. Why would a Prince want to know his name? That guy made no sense. He made sure to advert his eyes, incase either the princy or pig-king got mad at him. The king sure got mad, so there was a good chance it was some thing about royalty and eye contact. Kristoph had no idea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-05-13T19:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-14T00:35:34Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;I really don't know why I bother trying to make myself happy anymore... The second I start cheering up... some shit happens to make me feel like crap ALL over again. I love my brother and all.... but can't my parents stop OVER REACTING ABOUT EVERY LITTLE THING?! I KNOW THIS IS KINDA LIKE A 'FAMILY CRISIS MOMENT' BUT SHIT MAN! I WANT SOME FUCKING TIME WHERE I DON'T HAVE TO FEEL LIKE I -HAVE- TO BE PERFECT AND QUIET. I have to be the BEST friend in school, because my friends are all dramatics WHORES! I have to be the GOOD little sister and support my family but STAY THE FUCK OUT OF THE WAY. HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT?! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! I WANT TO KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON SOMETIMES TOO PEOPLE! WHY MUST I BE SURROUNDED BY DRAMA! THE ONLY DRAMA I LIKE IS THE KIND CREATED IN ROLE PLAYS OR MY WRITING. I'm suppsoed to be the dramatic whore here..... &amp;gt;':</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-05-12T20:24:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-13T01:25:31Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guards that surrounded the outskirts of the fuming king suddenly tensed up in alert, their eyes narrowing as they cautiously watched each move the newcomer made. Ready to attack the rather daring youth the second the king ordered it. The bad tempered and very explosive man quickly whipped around as the slave dared to yell out words of argument. Snarling wolf like hisses he darted forward and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;seized hold of his hair, his large, stubby fingers curled tightly around the slaves hair and he tugged against it with as much force as his frail body could muster. "Do 'not' talk back at me! Be silent boy or I will have that tongue of your ripped out!" He snarled in warning, aiming another blow at the boy's chest as he swung his foot forward. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;his time Kristoph was prepared for the blow, and relaxed into the kick. Pain was always lessned if you were prepared. He also made sure to bite his tongue, and not allow this man the satisfaction of hearing his pain. Even though he tried hard, a small but audible hiss escaped him when his scalp started throbbing from having his hair pulled so roughly. He glared up at the king and scowled. This (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;vile man would probably keep his word, so Kristoph said nothing. The glare and look on his face said everything he was thinking anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Back. Sorry that was taking so long. I have intros out the way so my focus is you. =] )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;( S'aokay, and thankies~! xD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Don't you dare glare at me in such a disgusting way you insolent little rat!" The bad tempered male roared at his captive, feeling the surrounding guards cringe once again and he loud, explosive voice boomed around the room. Shaking through the marble walls of the grand throne room. With brute strength, he pushed down against Kristoph's shoulders in an attempt to knock the youth down against the &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;floor. He had to learn respect and fast. He would beat the boy black and blue until he understood where he was on the tall ladder of society. The very bottom. An exact contrast. "Do not look at me in the face again! Th next time you piss me off I will waste you boy! The axe used on my beheading table has not been coated with blood for a while. The citizens are quite desperate to see a show." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;He scoffed in warning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kristoph used his own strength to resist being pushed down at first but slipped and fell back at the mention of the axe. He shuddered and paled at the threat. He gulped and glanced away, now feeling frightened of the man once again. Not that it ment he had givin up completely... oh no. He just didn't want to lose his head so soon. He rather liked having his head being attached to his shoulders...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;He instead glared at the wall and grit his teeth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Glad to see that succumbed you into silence rat!" The king snarled in amusement upon witnessing his reaction. He grabbed hold of the boys hair in his tight grip once again and began to pace forward, tugging against the handful of Kristoph's hair that he had seized. He tugged him along with him and he headed swiftly for the exit. "It should be fun having a pet. Maybe if I grow fond of you before &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;tomorrow I will chose to keep you alive... Possibly, you'll have to be on your best behavior however." He came a light hearted chuckle from King Raphael's mouth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kristoph choked back a yelp of pain from being dragged by the hair. His poor scalp... He shot accusing glares at the gaurds that brought him here, They of course look away in shame and relief. They got to keep their lives, so all was well to them. He fought down the growing urge to struggle and scream. A slight sliver of hope grew in him that, maybe just maybe, if he stayed obident to this (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;arrogent oaf... he might stay alive and escape. Just maybe, but it was enough for him to keep his temper in check. Little did he know what awaited him in the future...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Timeskip? '3' )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sure, to what? xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Uhh.... when Mr.Princy come along~? XDDD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Perhaps they could be having dinner and the Prince is waiting downstiars when he father dragging around some slave on a leash or something. xD )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Sure! :D Works for me.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alrighty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(So... do you want me to make my post a bit longer, or are you fine taking over? O: )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Im good. I'm typing now.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Okay~ Just making sure.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dining hall had been freshly laid out with all sorts of fine dishes steaming hot and ready to be dished out to the king and his son. The only current members of the royal family after the queen had passed away some time ago. There were many other members such as cousins, aunties uncles and such but they were not often around. The light aroma of roast chicken, potatoes melted in creamy butter, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;duck, roast lamb and beef along with peas, carrots, sweet corn, cabbage and any any other vegetable you could think of had been placed down in huge silver bowls. The other side was taking up by an assortment of many different fruits, puddings and a large collection of fine wine and champagne. Sat upright with such, neat strong posture at one end of the large, oval table was Prince Hayden.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;His large eyes were a glistening shade of emerald green that sparkled brightly like rays of sunlight were beaming from them. Like a set of well polished diamonds with the gentle glint of friendliness they possessed. The piercing green eyes scanned the delightful feast before him that he was prohibited to touch until the arrival of the king. A gentle huff flew from his full crimson lips as he &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;slouched down in his seat. Brushing a silky, platinum blond that fell stray and In front of his mysterious eyes. Hayden's smooth complexion was a milky pale shade and carried the most angelic expression of innocent and youth, as though each tiny detail had been carved by angels. -d-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(.....Can I molest the Princy?? :D He sounds yummy...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Oooh. Sure. xD )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I got the inspiration from Wolfram from Kyou Kara Maou. xD )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I can tell. ~w~ Seeing as I wanted to molest HIM too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now is where the King drags in his 'pet' yes? '3' Leash and all~?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(...lol... bondage~)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Hehe, sure thing. =p Should I add a little?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(If you don't mind... &amp;gt;&amp;gt;'' )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I should have before. I kidna forgot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;S'okay. -w-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Glistening emerald green eyes suddenly snapped up as he heard the loud creak of the wooden door. A loud scoff of relief flew from the prince's lips, with his head full of silky golden curls, his general appearance made him look as though he had escaped from a fairy tale novel. "Finally father, you arrive. You're late and I'm absolutely starved." Hayden complained, his voice was light and had &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;a musical glow about it. Escaping his lips with a sweet tone in such a well spoke, posh accent. Snapping his head to one side so he could peer at his father suddenly paused as he saw him slip quickly into the room. Tugging fiercely against a leather leash that was tightly strapped around some poor, new servants neck. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Once you post, I'm off to bed.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kristoph gagged slightly as the tight collar choked him even more as he was pulled along. His face was burning with shame at being treated like.. like an animal! He tenderly touched his face as he stumbled behind the king, he could feel the bruises forming from fighting back about the collar. His lip was split too... thankfully not bleeding though. The smells and sight of the bountiful feast (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the table astounded him, and his stomach growled angirly demanding to be fed as well. He ignored it and sat on the floor next to the king when he sat in his chair, glancing at what he gathered to be the prince across the table. The tales were true about him as well... he was as beautiful and stunning as one of the gods themselves. Kristoph founf it hard to believe such a fine creature came (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;from the barbaric oaf who currently held him captive. He looked away and fiddled with his red locks, face still flushed a rosy pink in further humiliation of looking like he did infront of a person so... well ROYAL. He felt inferior in a way....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-05-11T20:07:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-12T01:10:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-12T01:10:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kristoph groggily noticed his surroundings as his captors dragged him by the arms to... somewhere. How had this all happened? One moment he was playing with the kids of the village and their pets in the forest, and then the next thing he knows he's trying to fight of the intruders cleverly disuised as the Royal Gaurd. And losing. Then a blow to the head, and darkness. Then he wakes up to find (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;his clothes replaced and himself being dragged through elaborate and lavish corridors. He had heard rumors of something like this... He could only hope they were false as the 'gaurds' stopped at a set of wide oak doors. He wasn't suddenly thrown into slave life...right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(there~... s'not the best but.... meh)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Thats fine =] Quality not quantity. How old is he can I ask?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(About... I...dunno. xD Didn't think of it. How old do you think he should be? How old is the Princy?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Young adult. About 16/17-ish maybe? )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(That sounds good. Kristoph will be... 15/16 then. -3- I guess I'll just go with 16. It's easier.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Okay. =] It's cute to have the uke a little younger. I need to go write an intro now. I'll start with the king I guess. Do you want his servitude to the king to go over a long period of time? Or just a little while?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Not that long, but long enough to have a lasting effect I guess. So a year or two maybe? I dunno. That seems like a long time to me. XD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Mhhm. Yaha. )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;( :3 )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upon first glance, a large pair of what seemed to be permanently narrowed eyes, an eerie shade of emerald green were what a person would notice about the plump figure that was lazily sprawled in the across his velvet throne. They out stood against his olive skinned face. Illuminating the weatherbeaten skin, marked with various battle scars and cuts. A faded gash etched deeply into his left -c-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;cheek was highly noticeable but nobody dared to stare. Anybody would much rather avoid meeting that gloomy gaze. Survival instincts screamed in their minds for them to stay away from the broad shouldered, thuggish looking figure. Chapped lips curved downward, into a permanent scowl that would perhaps only twitch up into a sickly smile upon an event such as the death of an enemy rather than -c-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;good humor. Along with the perfectly matching eyes that resembled that of his son's was his curls. Darker however, as black as oil slick. The ends curled upward into lose elegant bangs at the end of his neck. Likewise the strands at the front would go astray and fall in front of his gloomy eyes. Anybody that stood close by the king, many other servants and guards that surrounded, ready to take -c-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;care of his every little need were tense. Froze and cautious with alert, handing themselves around him as though he was a bomb, about to explode at any second and should he need anything, they knew they had to be at his service otherwise the noose would be the return gift. A loud grown of impatience was hissed out from deep in his throat as he stared ahead toward the oak doors. The loud clang -c-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;of armour that echoed through the halls announced the return of the guards and he was getting on the verge of desperation to meet this new addition to the slaves of the castle. Expecting to see the arrival of a young and breathtakingly beautiful woman to do as he pleased with. "You may enter!" His loud and very deep voice announced, causing a few to jump at the sudden sound that had sliced -c-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;through the silence. -d-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kristoph and the guards jumped at the loud unexpected sound, but the guards squared their shoulders and hauled him to a standing position. "You're to go in and do what ever his highness pleases, y'hear ya wench? We picked you because you look like you'll be a beauty when ye get older." One of the guards said in a low voice to Kristoph. Wait. Did they think he was a GIRL?! Sure he had long copper(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;red hair... and a girlish face and figure but.... He didn't get to contimplate the mix-up any further as the gurds had dragged him into the room and threw him at the base of the kings thrown while he was thinking. He shakily sat up and stared into the frightening face of the king and pailed. Not good. "U-uh...I-I..." He stuttered quietly and tried to scoot back. He was incrediably frightened by(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;this man. All the instincts in his body were screaming at him to run. Only the logical part of his mind made sure he kept his amber-colored eyes on the ground. Seeing his hesitance, the other guard stepped forward. "Your highness, we've brought you this fine maiden from a village on the edge of the forests. She does not look like much now, but we are sure she'll grow into a fine treasure upon (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;reaching adulthood." He said with pride and confidence, kneeling infront of his lord. Kristoph found his voice then. "I-I'm... not a girl. I'm a man.." He muttered meekly, still intimidated to be in the King's presence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The king's constant frown crumpled into a disgusting glare of absolute menace. He stared down at the new slave they had dragged before him with a stare intense enough to burn holes thorough his skull. His hands tightened up into fists and he quickly pushed himself upright, onto his two feet. "What the fuck is this?!" He snarled out in a sudden explosion of rage. Swinging his foot forward, -c-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;he launched a sharp kick with as much force as he could muster into Kristoph's chest, the irritation of being stared at in the face still lingered and he needed to beat the fact that that was not allowed into the impertinent youth. "I asked for a maiden and you bring me a teenage boy?! What the hell is the meaning of this?! Is your intention to humiliate me?" He roared, pulling his gloomy -c-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;JaDeY - [Love You My Earth, My Sun, My Stars, My 'Sky'] says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;eyes of the youth and averting his attention onto the guard responsible. -d-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The kick sent Kristoph flat onto his back, and he groaned from the sharp pain that erupted in his head. He sat back up in time to see the two guards drop to their hands and knees stuttering apologies frantically. "S-s-sire! W-we didn't know! She.. he.. it looked female from afar! It was even playing with children!" The gaurd on his left tried to explain to the king. It was an honest mistake right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#808080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;The following message could not be delivered to all recipients:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#800000" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The kick sent Kristoph flat onto his back, and he groaned from ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#808080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The kick sent Kristoph flat onto his back, and he groaned from the sharp pain that erupted in his head. He sat back up in time to see the two guards drop to their hands and knees stuttering apologies frantically. "S-s-sire! W-we didn't know! She.. he.. it looked female from afar! It was even playing with children!" The gaurd on his left tried to explain to the king. (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kristoph looked at the fearful gaurds and bit his lips. As much as he enjoyed the small amount of payback it was to see the gaurds like this, he also couldn't stand to see anyone so helpless. "Hey! It wasn't their fault! Just leave 'em alone... your highness. It's not their fault their idiots" He said in an arrogant way as he stood and looked the king in the face. Quite a stupid thing to do he(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tan'Yuu-Sama says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;knew that, but boys will be boys. Either way, Kristoph was scared stiff once what he said sank in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-05-07T19:19:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-08T00:29:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-08T00:29:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Why can't I just have a nice quiet day? Why does something bad always ALWAYS have to happen?! I wish my family would just.... just.... give UP on all the fucking drama!!&amp;nbsp; I don't know what the fuck to do anymore! I want to be a part of it... but then I just want to run away and hide somewhere far far far away. Somewhere quiet, secluded, where only the people I WANT can get to me. In the past, that place used to be inside the little world in my head. Now ALL THE FUCKING SHIT IS THERE TOO.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to scream. kick. bite. Kill someone. Maybe myself. Just to get some peace... Nothing I do is working to take away the ickyness. I can't cut, can't purposly OD, can't actually TALK to my family about it. Hell, if I said ANYTHING bout these feelings, they'd send me off to the nut house or even MORE therepy. It's bad enough I have to see that lady in the first place. She's destroying the god-damned happy image I worked so FUCKING hard to make and preserve. Not that I'm actually bothering with it anymore.... Not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......I need Flan..... and to like.... read something vicious, gory, and .... well fuck. I can hear them arguing again.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they ever stop..... just for one day..... crap. I think I'm crying again.... yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my life.... it's not even mine anymore....</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-04-25T22:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-26T03:32:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-26T03:32:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo screamed back, for no reason...perhaps his head was ringing as well, and he didn't like Xanxus' little wake up call. "Stop...screaming....I don't know! DO I LOOK LIKE I KNOW EVERYTHING?" He growled, grabbing his head and crying out in pain. "What the hell did I drink last night and why so much??"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mukuro opened his eyes, smiling as he yawned. "Ignore them, Chrome-chan." He told her (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;softly, getting up slowly and glancing around the room. "Are you hungry? My dear little Chrome?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Logging onto Yahoo nowz it may be slow cause it's always being an asshole to me D: )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shmoozie Q says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(D: Otays.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shmoozie Q says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome tilted her head with a sigh and nodded. "Yes. I'm hungry now, mukuro-sama. Do you have waffles?" She asked hopefully, and slid out of bed as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus let his head fall back down onto the matress. "Three or four kegs I think... and cause your an idiot." He mumbled into the matress to awnser Squalo's question. "More importantly... do you know EXACTLY what happened last night?!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"No." Squalo blinked, trying to stand up, only to stagger back and forth a bit. And finally fall down again. "Okay....I think. Maybe. We sort of...well...erk...did IT...in bed....or maybe it wasn't the bed...."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Anything for you, my little Chrome." He planted a kiss on her forehead before getting up, not carring if he was half naked as he went over to the closet. To get fresh clothes for them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shmoozie Q says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus held up a hand to signal that he didn't want to hear anymore. "I..don't wanna know. I REALLY don't wanna know." He groaned, a vauge hope in his head that there was enough in the kegs to forget THIS happened too. "Can we pretend this never happened??"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome smiled and snuggled into the warmth of the bed, not yet willing to move out of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I'd prefer that. Since I don't remember the details exactly." Squalo grumbled. Curling up on the ground, the cold ground. Since he was clad in nothing but his boxers. "Hmph, now we know who won the drinking contest."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mukuro emerged with a set of clothings, one for Chrome. And one for himself. Tossing her a pair before putting on his. Rather slowly and delicatly. As if he had to perfect every(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;movement the first time to dress properly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shmoozie Q says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus put his hands over his ears in denial. "Lalalala~! Can't hear you! I do not recall any drinking contest of any sort." He grumbled and tossed the blanket on the bed over Squalo. He was like a human furnace anyway. He didn't need it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome watched her pineapple dress and admired every inch of him while she slowly changed herself. "C-can I check on my brother after breakfast? He probably (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shmoozie Q says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;did something stupid again."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mukuro nodded. "Go ahead, Chrome dear. You can bring him and Squalo breakfast if you'd like." He kissed her forehead before heading for the door. Leaving his messy pineapple hair the way it was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo curled up in the blanket and smirked. "Embarassed huh?" He joked, crawling over painfully. He was going to be sure to make the devil red in the face by pretending to be interested in Xanxus. (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe even kiss him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shmoozie Q says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"NO. Mortified." Xanxus mumbled truthfully, unsuspecting of the sharks intentions. He didn't even look up when he heard the other move. He was too lost in his thoughts to really concentrate. So he was actually a little embarrassed, if the slight blush on his cheeks was any hint. It's not like he went around having drunkin sex all the time!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome giggled and toyed with her own hair, an idea (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shmoozie Q says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;forming. Maybe it was time for a hair cut.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-04-21T21:10:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-22T02:11:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-22T02:11:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo cackled. "If you try winning her, you're gonna end up in the hospital." "Kufufu~ I like a challenge." Mukuro stood up, and headed over to Chrome's table. Squalo soon followed after finishing his last gulp, keeping his distance. But being close enough to enjoy the show. "Vouuiii, I ain't helping yah if you get your arse kicked." Mukuro shrugged, going on ahead and placing a hand on (c.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome's table. "What's a lovely gal like yourself doing around such a harsh man?" And as if that was the only invitation he needed, the pineapple king sat down delicatly beside the girl. Smiling at her, and preparing to eliminate Xanxus if he had to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo just smirked, and walked up to the table soon after. Shark like eyes narrowed at the tanned man, and the lady Mukuro was certainly after (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;now. Shaking his head, as he kept peering back over at Xanxus, and then Hibari. And then Xanxus again. "Tch, asshole. You're messin' with a rich family. Then again what the hell is a fucking noble doing here?" Squalo jeered. Assuming that the trio they were fooling around with were rich people of some sort by the way Xanxus dressed. His speech was also starting to slur from the effect of (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;consuming his drink in an angry manner. Which always seemed to have immediate effect on the poor shark.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You're drunk, you're drunk. Squalo." Mukuro teased with a wave of the hand. "How cute, but you're still too young to boss around your leader." "Vouuuiiii!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Thank you~!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome flushed slightly as she got a good look at the bold man, (bold SEXY man) and glanced at her brother. "Mmm. You should leave before my brother hurts your pretty face." She said shyly and looked down at her lap. It would be sad to see such a charming man fall, like they all did, to her brothers wrath. Or Hibari's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus glanced at the tipsy man and sneered with disgust. "I could ask the(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;same question as to why a peice of trash is here instead of out with the other trash." It was a laugh riot that he thought they were rich. Was this guy an idiot or just really fucking drunk already. "You shouldn't go out to bars if you can't hold your damn liquor , trash." He downed another shot of Crown to prove his point, and debated wether or not to just scare the pineapple head away yet.(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome didn't shiver or stutter, so that means he either had money, she was 'playful' and he was her type tonight, or she thought he was pretty. Probably the last one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(D: I make Chrome out to be a whore.... but she's not. You'd figure a gold-digging mum would kinda corrupt her no?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Agree'd D: )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mukuro glanced down at Chrome, and cupped her chin gently with his hands. "Kufufu~ He couldn't harm me if he wanted to." He boasted, turning away and glancing at Xanxus. "Don't insult Squalo-chan, the gang won't tolerate that if you're found messing with our shark." The pineapple like man ran a hand through Chrome's hair, in a taunting like manner. "But what is this shy little creature's name? (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm Mukuro. Rokudo Mukuro~ Kufufufu~"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo snarled at Xanxus, like a dog. And in some ways, he was just that. Grabbing a half full drink from off a nearby table and dumbing it into the rich man's face. "Who're you callin' trash!? VOUUIII!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"My, my, calm down Squalo-chan."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The silver haired man kept up the act as his cold onyx eyes locked onto Xanxus' own red hues.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Didja get my post? D: )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome blushed even more and smiled cutely at Mukuro. " I'm Chrome, Chrome Varia..oh wait.... is it Vongola or Varia...?? Hmm." She pouted briefly remembering her mothers latest marrage. She shrugged and went back to smiling, only to pale and frown when the 'Squalo-chan' person did something very stupid. "Oh no... Hibari... where'd he go?!" She looked around to see a note with Hibari's messy (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;hand writing. 'I don't know why I let you two drag me around, but there's too many herbivores in this damn place. I'm leaving. Oh, and I charged a keg or two to your brother. Tell him it's my congrats to him. ~H ' The note said. Chrome sighed, she couldn't depend on that guy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus' stared in shock for a milisecond before rising and pouring his entire bottle of Crown on the sharks head with(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;a growl. "I'm calling shit like YOU trash!" And then he swung a fist right at Squalo's face, letting the chaos begin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Hibari... you bastard. XD And ohh~ I just couldn't help but sense a bar fight~. Then a drinking contest. and blah.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XD Hibari...Hibari....I'll have fun making a journal for you Hibari -w-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Ahh yes. XD )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo, drenched in a strong smelling liquid, and then just punched right in the lip went crashing backwards into a table. He wasn't the least bit fazed by the event. And got up, bloody lip and all. Squalo staggered towards Xanxus, and swung a fist at said man. Growling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mukuro merely smiled and waved off the fight, putting a hand around Chrome. "Chrome is such a lovely name (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo(8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;for such a lovely girl." He mused, petting her hair as if she were a kitten. And to the pineapple, that was exactly what she was. A kitten~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome leaned into Mukuro halliply, but kept glancing at the fight brewing. It was nothing new, but she was supposed to make sure Xanxus didn't kill anyone. Oh well. Mukuro didn't seem too worried. Guess that ment Squalo could handle himself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-04-19T17:55:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-19T22:56:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-19T22:56:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria zipped to Squalo's side when he saw his eyes twitch and start to open. Putting his face right in front of the sharks he smiled. "Squaaallooo~~! Wakey wakey! You wouldn't want to miss your wedding? You and your stalker-girl are being wed!" It was all a lie, but what better way to welcome his brother back into the world of consiousness than with a good scare?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(....'3' ..... there's a lot of the blue ones here.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Damn. I can only find Red here XD I saw a Blue once but didn't have the moneys, so I'm hoping to get it the day I get my other dungeon games -w- Cause the store I'm getting em from said they're restocking on every pokemon game.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;( -w- thats good then.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo, unamused- or perhaps afraid, grabbed the covers and pulled them over his head. Not having yet used his new hand. After all over the past week he'd gotten used to his only hand and now a heavy feeling was replaced with the empty one. The swordsman squeezed his eyes shut and hoped it was all a dream. WHY STALKER GIRL? WHY? And didn't Lussuria know his stalker was a boy that looked like a (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;girl?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;( -w-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(...Basil? :D Stalker!Basil maybeh?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Sorreh. I just always think of him as a chick. XD ))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XD Maybe it is Basil? =o)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria giggled. That always got him. "Aww~ Don't dissapoint Stalker and your six children! They're all waiting for you~ &amp;lt;3" He cooed and playfully tugged away the covers. This was fun! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus palmed his forehead. He was used to most of the stuff the merkama did by now, but this was one of the stupidest things ever. "...You sure know how you pick 'em Levi."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Luss is a meanie. xD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Th-thank you...boss."Levi muttered, not knowing what to say...the people had told him this merman would be great for being a body guard....never did they say how idiotic or gay it was. He had the worst of luck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo kept the covers over his face, trying to knee Lussuria in the no-no spot. "How the fuck do I have six kids if we're both male!" He hissed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The doctor shook his head from afar, (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;going over to Levi and Xanxus to speak about Squalo's condition, and when he'd recover.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria put on a fake concerned face. "Do.. you not remember... THAT? You decided to be a girl! don't you remember SISTER DEAREST?!" He pretended to sob. "And to think I helped and payed for the whole thing!" Cue louder sobbing and sparkly flowers in the background.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus watched with disgust and slight curiosity. Why was it always the reeaaallly gay that could produce all those shimmery(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;backgrounds? Wasn't that supposed to be impossible?? "How long untill this ENDS? I think I might throw up from all the gay in the air...." He muttered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Squalo should be able to move about in a few days. He still needs rest so I strongly discourage you work him just yet." The doctor looked over at Xanxus, before speaking. "And he'll be back to his regular self in about...two weeks."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo just ignored Lussuria. He was not a woman. He was not a woman. (Repeat infinte number of times.) Shifting on the bed he noticed his newly attached arm (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;underneath the covers and decided to touch it. It felt awkward. Sighing, the swordsman just stared at the new limb. Wondering how the hell did this thing work?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria stopped sobbing and pouted. "Shoot. You used to fall for that! ....So how does the... y'know... feel? Try to move it!" He urged the shark.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus nodded and turned to leave. "Then I have no reason to stay.Call me if anything happens." With that, he was gone. To do things only he would really understand I guess. Who could say with the demon?'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Levi sweatdropped, and was about to stop Xanxus but otherwise didn't. "I thought for sure you would be scolding the mershark..." The assistant shook his head, holding his hand to his head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"It feels heavy." The shark complained, pulling the covers away, still staring at the hand. Squalo tried to move his finger tips, which only moved the slightest. "I don't know how to move it." He tried (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-04-18T23:43:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-19T04:43:21Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ken licked his lips with a sneer. "Right. Can I eat it? S'been a while since I've had mermeat!" He said enthusiactically and pulled out his own serrated knife, which he then used to hack away at the flech and muscle at Squalo's wrist. No one said it had to be a clean cut after all. He relished in the screams and blood. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria was puking out everything he'd digested in the past week. This was(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;the worst thing he'd ever seen. He couldn't understand WHY someone would do this! Especially their own AUNT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome burried her head into Mukuro's shoulder once the screams had begun. She'd do anything she could for Mukuro, but hearing those screams was a little to much for her to handle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(sorry. Sister keeps bugging me about something. D:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;( It's okay, just wanted to make sure your family didn't kill yous yet D: )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(No. Not yet. XD But I'm starting to think they put somethin in the quiche.... &amp;gt;w&amp;gt; )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&amp;lt;w&amp;lt;? )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chikusa did nothing to comfort Lussuria, unlike Mukuro, who rubbed Chrome's back gently. Watching Ken, and Squalo. "Why not? After you're done with eatting the hand, if you want more, I'll let you take up to the elbow. And Ken? If you're still hungry you can finish off the rest of the arm. But don't hack it all off unless you like the first bit and finish the seconds. No need for such fine flesh(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;right now?" Mukuro asked with a smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo screamed bloody murder, and just when he thought he couldn't scream louder- he did. But he tried to fight back, even if his hand was gushing blood by the pools. It wasn't completely useless in till he got a clean cut and sliced it off. Tears welled in his eyes, streaming down his face as he violently tried to get away. "S-STOP! STOP!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus snapped his head up at the sudden echo of a scream and the heavy scent of blood wafting through the forest. He snarled and his eyes glowed a bloodly red color in the dark. "I think I've found one of our runaways." He said in a low voice to Levi as he recognized the blood's scent. HIS trash was close, and bleeding. Without another word he sped off in the direction he felt was right. (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ken snorted as he quickly grew bored of the shark's cries and struggles. That, and he was getting pretty hungry from watching blood spurt out. He 'tsked' and cleanly sliced through the remaning flesh, catching the still warm hunk of flesh as it fell. "If you say so... Anyone want a bite? No? No?" He sneered maniaclly as he offered the bleeding hand to the merkama(who turned greener than his hair(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;) and Chrome, who meekly shook her head. He shrugged and began chewing and ripping off strips of flesh like an animal. "Mmm~ S'good after all. Has a funny taste though." He muttered between chews. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(eeewwwww and yet cooool. -w- )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(EWWWWWWW. Ken you're gonna get AIDs D: lol guess where that came from? &amp;gt;w&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup, our family roleplay XD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;( jdhfesrkgagf XDDDDDD!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I luv you~~~! XDDDD))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I know you do.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I know you know I do.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(-w-)'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;XD sorreh.))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo grabbed the bleeding limb with his other hand. Choking on his tears, and still sobbing. From the pain, and the mere fact that it was his hand. "BROTH-" He gaged on the blood teeming inside his mouth as he tried to call for the comfort of Lussuria. Hanging there like a limp piece of meat. After all his body felt that way, it wouldn't move. The pain was unbearable. It felt awkward now, (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;with no feeling at all to his fingers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mukuro smiled over at Ken and shook his head. Something was coming, he could sense it. "Ken, please remove the rest of the arm into two parts. Save the rest for later, it would seem we have company."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Nnnn-no! NO! DON'T PLEASE!" Squalo cried out. Squalo looked over at his brother, begging for help. He couldn't believe it, his brother wouldn't even help (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;him...his brother that he once idolized. Once, because reality was striking him now that Lussuria couldn't safeguard him everywhere. He struggled again to get free, and finally did, dropping down face first. Only to make the wound worst then before with the stinging sand infecting it. Crouching in the sand on top of the pooling crimson liquid, as best as he could. Clutching his remains of his(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;arm close to him underneath his chest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Levi could also smell blood,and followed the path Xanxus had picked. They might have been a tad bit too late. But...he sort of thought the slaves deserved whatever cruel fate was happening to them now....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(D: LEVI! HOW COULD YOU?!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Levi: . . . D: I. . . they ran away....first...D: )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I feel bad for Squalo &amp;gt;: )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria snapped at the newest order and his brother falling to the ground. He turned and knee'd Chikusa in the no-no place and lunged at Ken, grabbing the animal boy by the throat andchoking him as hard as he could. Which given his build and strength, was quite a bit. He might be a pansy most of the time, but it didn't mean he was weak physically. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ken gasped and clawed frantically at the(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;older mans arms uselessly. For someone who gave up so easily, he was fucking strong! He hacked, gurgled, and felt hot tears flow down his own face from the sheer pain and pressure on his throat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus snarled again as he broke into the clearing our cheery group was in, and survied the scene. "Mukuro..." He bit out the name like a poison as flames lit up his entire body, burning several things(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;in the immediate area. "What do you think you're doing with MY slaves?!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(.....My revenge on Levi..... Since he's always like.... 0.2 feet away from Xanny. -3- ))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"My, my, my," Mukuro taunted. Shrugging and sighing. Before swiftly kicking Lussuria in an attempt to get him off of Ken. "Slaves shouldn't run away from home. They'll get hurt." He taunted, grabbing Squalo's silver hair, and forcing him to stand. "This brother means a lot to you, correct? I could easily cut off the rest of his hand and throw him out into the ocean. Real sharks would simply have(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;quite the feast, hmm? Let go of Ken, and I won't cut off his arm. I'll give him to your master instead. Kufufufu~" He looked over at Xanxus with a smile. Looking at the rest of his team with a glance that meant, get out as soon as you can. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo was still choking with sobs. His body raked with pain as he heaved weakly. Blood was staining his silver hair, and crusting on his face. He felt (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;fainting from the loss of blood. And was on the verge of doing so. He probably would have, had it not been for Mukuro holding him up. Grabbing the swordsman's arm, and pointing his own spear tip to it in a warning manner. "I don't fool around like Ken....one cut and it's gone for good."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Meanwhile- Levi; HOT HOT HOT HOT! D,; )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;( XD and yet D: brb)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(D: okay.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(backness. After almost being eaten by the puppies of DOOM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria growled at the Pineapple King and squeezed as hard as he could one last time before letting go of the animal bastard. "Now give him to Xanxus!" He demanded, eyes widening when a shot cracked through the air and something hit Mukuro in the side of the head. He looked over to the demon and saw him holding up a single smoking gun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus knew that a simple bullet wouldn't kill Mukuro,(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;but it would serve as a warning to get his filthy hands off of the shark. He ignored the fleeing scum bags, and kept his attention on Squalo and Mukuro. "Step away from him. Now!" He snapped, raising the other gun to back up his unspoken meaning. "Levi, go retrieve the targets and asess damage." He commanded coldly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((Does Xanxus mean go after Chikusa and them or get Lussuria and Squalo? D8 ))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Who else but the things they CAME for in the first place~? XD Okama and Sharky.))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((&amp;lt;w&amp;lt; Okay, I wasn't sure.))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Levi nodded, waiting for Mukuro to step away from Squalo before he would retrieve Lussuria and Xanxus' slave. Keeping an eye on the pineapple man. After all Mukuro was known for his trickery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Kufufu, very well~" With that said, he drove the spear near the top of Squalo's arm. He got no reaction, unlike Ken- but that was fine. After all, he was holding dinner in his hands. "Here's your (c.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;trash." Tossing Squalo to Lussuria. The silver haired merman still had yet to realize his entire arm was no more. The way Mukuro sliced it off, was much more cleaner and quicker then Ken. The black haired man smirked, escaping into the shadows of the night as Levi rushed forward to Lussuria and Squalo. Xanxus was going to be soo angry...he knew it. Now, a slave master wasn't entirely cruel to (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;their slaves, and Levi was a perfect example. He quickly took off his jacket, handing it to the green haired merman. "Wrap up your brother, we'll treat him, okay Lussuria?" "Huh?" Came the meek reply from the shark. "It's just my hand...see?" He tried to look at his arm to show Levi, but the other was quick to grab Squalo's head. Better to keep the man calm then to faint...or freak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"S-shh brother. Just st-stay quiet okay? Just sleep for now okay?" Lussuria whispered gently and did as he was told, trying so hard, so very hard not to cry. This was all his fault. He shouldn't have given into Squalo in the first place! Even then, he should've been more alert! He choked on an escaping sob. "I-it's okay now. It's okay." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus was furious. He was enraged. He was so angry his(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;flames had started burning out of control. Only when he heard the green haired one yelp at the sudden heat did he rein them in. "We're leaving! We've wasted enough fucking time." He turned and stormed away from the others, hell bent on getting his revenge for what Mukuro did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(El time skippy to teh castle??))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Yus. '3' Do you want to make a post inside the castle or shall I start? -w-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Hmm... do you wanna start?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I will if you dun wanna. :3 )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(....sure. -w- go ahead.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo was asleep on a matress on the floor. Somewhat, it could be called Lussuria and Squalo's new room. A special lock at the door, only one bed- a matress- to share, and a lot of pillows and bankets. Chains attached to walls, distances apart. He looked rather peaceful, breathing slow- easy breaths. With his stained red hair tied up and out of his face. The bandages around where his arm should(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;have been were seeping with crimson colors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Levi conversed quietly with the doctor of the mansion. Xanxus was too upset to deal with this, and Lussuria- well Levi understood the poor man wanted to be with his brother, and left him alone. Giving him the task of cleaning up Squalo. "So it shouldn'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;t be infected then?" The doctor and Levi chattered seriously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Still alive? D8)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I'm guessing you're away for now -w-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria gently cleaned as much blood off his brother as he could when not sobbing. He bit his lip when he looked at the stained mop that was once long beautiful silver hair. It would have to be cut off if the blood didn't wash out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus was pacing his room, occasionally throwing something or downing a glass of something strong. How could this've happened?! (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(T^T Sorry!!!! I was kciked off, yet again. D&amp;lt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(It okay &amp;gt;: I just wondered where you ran away to D: )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I pouted on my mom's bed untill she got off. :D)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;( :3)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus cursed again as he realized how much it was going to cost him to try and make the shark better. He rubbed at his arm ruefully. What a fucking day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The doctor nodded. "We were able to treat the wound quickly and efficiently. There will be a very slim chance it could get infected. But... the boy will have to relearn how to write and eat with the leftover arm...unless.... no..." He muttered(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;as an idea hit him. He had heard about the sucess prostetic limbs had on humans and were-creatures, but how would it affect a merperson?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(-3- I LOST where I was going with this post. )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Unless what?" Levi asked, looking back at the two brothers. "I know he'll re-learn everything with the help of his brother." He turned back to the doctor waiting for a response. "Well?" Folding his arms over his chest. "We're willing to do anything to get him back on his feet...within reasonable budget of course."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo's eyes fluttered open slowly. He shook with a cold, eerie feeling of (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;numbness. "Nnngnnn." Trying to sit up, but found difficultly, his left arm wouldn't move an inch. Infact, he couldn't even feel it. No movement of fingers, no warmth, just a wet sticky feeling, near his shoulder that felt inside. "Broth...brother?" A tired eye peered up at the hovering Okama. "Ow...my head hurts. . ." What a strange thing to say, but it was the result of a headache from crying (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;last night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The doctor hesitated. "Well sir... there IS a way we could give him his arm back. Have you ever heard of 'prosthetics'? Well, if we get a specialized arm we can re-connect the nerve endings back to the shark boy and essentially give him full control of his new arm!" He beamed at the though, then frowned. "But this has never been done on a merperson before, so we don't know if there will be any (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;negative side effects." He paused for dramatic effect. "It is a tad costly, but if done right... we could make him stronger than before!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria quickly wiped his eyes and smiled brightly down at his brother, helping the man to sit up. "Hey hey little bro! Welcome back..." He said fake-happily. "I can ask for some asprin for that head ache mm'kay? Why don't you just relax. You need it more (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;than I do after all!" The joke failed horribly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Hmm, I see. I'll have to speak with Xanxus about this, and then the brothers." Levi said with a small sigh. "You are dismissed for the night, doctor. We'll call you if anything goes wrong, or is needed." With that he turned, and looked over at Lussuria and Squalo. "You two stay here. I'm locking the door so if it's...an emergency just press the button I gave you. Lussuria." With that, he (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;exited the room with the doctor. Bolting the door just as he had said he would. And heading his way to Xanxus' room. To have a word with him on Squalo's condition and what the doctor had suggested. After all, it WAS the demon's slave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo raised an eyebrow at Levi, turning to his brother. "Huh?" He didn't exactly get it, needless to say. "Lussuria? I can't feel my arm...I mean I know I (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;don't have a hand now...but...it's like everything is numb." Glancing around the room and looking quite down. They weren't home, back to square one at the mansion it seemed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luss cleared his throat and thought about how to break the news to Squalo. "Uhh...youdon'tactuallyhavethatarmanymore. MukurosliceditoffandohmygodI'msofreakensorrybrotherthisisallmyfault! I'm a horrible brother!" He wailed. So much for a tactical and calm explanation. He clung to the shark and started sobbing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&amp;gt;3&amp;gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo didn't catch everything. All he caught was 'you don't have that Mukuro off and I'm sorry this is all fault.' and the rest that followed that. "Eh?" He patted his brother's back with his only hand, still confused. "You're not a horrible brother...whatever you did Lussuria." It was then that he noticed his arm...or the lack of. He stared in shock for a few moments, before he broke down (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;sobbing as well. Demanding his arm back like a child who couldn't understand why or what happened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;( &amp;gt;': Hold up. -Huggles Squalo-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Okay. i'm good now.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;( &amp;gt;,: )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria calmed down and tried to comfort the younger shark. "Shh.. I-I overheard the doctor talking... he thinks you could get your arm back. He said something about a 'prosateec' or something." He said hopefully, trying to bring hope back to the despaired shark. All while doing everything that used to calm the other down. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"It's called a what now, Levi? It'll do WHAT?" Xanxus asked his (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;subordinate in confusion. He had never heard of such a thing. Wa sit real, or was the doctor bull-shitting Levi about something again?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(-3- dunno. lame posts are laaaame)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((XD))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Levi shook his head. "It's like a replica of his original arm. I've seen a human with one once. However, the problem is that Squalo is a merman, and this has never been done on their kind. I also herd from Lussuria the arm your slave lost is his hand that he uses the most. Like, writing, and fighting. And it's vital for mer people to have two arms. If nothing is done he's basically just a (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;broken toy waiting to be done for."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo kept crying, his face hidden as a muffled. "But I want MY arm." Was his reply. Life wasn't treating Squalo so nicely now, was it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I know, I know. But not even King Neptune himself could make you grow another arm Squalo! This is probably the best chance you have at the moment! Which would you honestly rather have, a shred of dignity as a merman and two arms, or no pride left as anything and hopeless dreams?!" Lussuria knew he was being harsh, but it was time to grow up. Too much had happened for him to baby and coddle the (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;shark about something like this. The only thing he needed Squalo to do was see that he had to stop and start showing that swordsman spirit he had prided himsself on. "Are you going to let Mukuro beat you like this?! Giving up before getting the chance to beat every enemy in the world like you wanted? That's not the brother I was so proud to watch over." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus let his eyes wander over to a box(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;in the corner of the room. He had gone through all this trouble already.... and his instincts were telling him that another risk would be worth it. Why for the shark? That's all he wanted to know. "....Set it up. If I have to dispose of a broken slave, then they'll have been broken by ME and no one else. Make sure everything goes well. Or else."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(A liiitttllleee sentimental!Xanny there. -w- ))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Oh mai. D: Ther's a storm a'blowing outside!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(D: Should we stop or keep going with the roleplay?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Keep going. I might be slow though. If lightning starts up, I'm getting off though. So far it's just wind and rain. &amp;gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Okay =o)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Levi nodded. And quickly left to consult the mer-brothers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo stopped crying,and glared at Lussuria. Not because the words were harsh. But because of what he said, honestly the shark didn't feel his brother had the right to say that. After all, wasn't it Lussuria who'd let Squalo down before this happened? He didn't dare say anything. Looking down at the cover of the sheets. Narrowing his (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;eyes. "Hmph, how could I have dignity if I'm a slave now? A fake arm is still fake, it'll never work." He stated, starting to pretend he was pessimistic. To be the opposite of what his okama brother said. Tears dwelled in his eyes again. "You gave up the moment you saw Mukuro. . ." He choked on words, searching for what to say, anything- anything at all! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria chuckled. "He was hot. I'm just a whore for really hot guys! You should know that by now!" He smirked the tiniest bit. "I think you're lying to me. You're angry at what I said, arn't you? Think I have no right to say what I did? Then make me apologize. Beat me in a fight with that 'fake' arm." He said stubbornly, purposly baiting the shark. "I don't think you could the way you are now."(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;He sniffed and looked away. "Besides, 'slave' is just a derogetory term for someone bought against their will. Even slaves have everything another does. Just diffrent living standards, which can change by the way. You don't have to be a 'slave' forever. Take half the servents in this place. They were bought but are treated like they were hired like normal people. This is just what you make it (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;out to be." He yawned. His brain hurt from overusage now. Never again would he attempt being so wise and smart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(He had a SMART moment~! XDD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&amp;lt;3 XD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo gritted his teeth and tried to lunge at his brother. To hit him over and over, trying to prove him wrong. He was about to say a string of colorful curse words, when Levi-a-thon walked in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The man closed the door behind him, walking up to the two. "Sit down you two, I have some questions I'd like you to anwser." He began asking the questions, which Squalo absolutely refused to respond to.(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Levi sighed at the boys stubbornness. And turned to Lussuria. "Look, Boss says Squalo can get the arm back by the way the doctor mentioned."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I! I don't need that bastard to help me!" Rolling his eyes, and ignoring the siver haired man. "It's up to the two of you then....although if you decline. Xanxus will personally break you."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria kept quiet with a frown on his face. "So... it's either accept the offer, or die by his hands for Squalo? Hmm..Well... I know what I'd choose, but it's up to the stubborn moron over there to decide." He hpmhed prima-donna style. He'd done enough to piss off the shark. Besides, this was too personal of a desicion for HIM to make for the shark.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Fine." A muttered reply came from the shark. Whom had his arms crossed, looking away from Levi a thon. Levi smiled, and shook his head. "We'll make the outer covering rubber so you can still swim. Now, you're going to have to semi- re learn everything but I'm sure your brother will help you." With that said, Levi stood up to go tell the doctor the news.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(@_@ hey? I'ma gonna head to bed I keep trying to post things un related to the rp. D8 Roleplay tomorrow?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Erk...nevermind. -__-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Like as soon as I type I'm sleepy, I'm wide awake D8&amp;lt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(xDD okay! nightynight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;or not..... &amp;gt;3&amp;gt; .... type that your NOT sleepy? see if you fall asleep??)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XD I'm not sleepy?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&amp;lt;_&amp;lt; Nope, still awake.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(We'll keep going I dunno why but lately I'll say I'm sleepy and the next thing I know it I'm staring at the walls still XD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XDDD You're just extra special~)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria beamed utter joy, pride, and general squishy lovey-dovey feelings at his once again beloved younger brother. "Ohh~! I'm so proud of you Squally-wally!! You're a BIG BOY~! YES YOU ARE!" The 'no more babying' rule had dissapered. As it does everytime it's made. He continues cooing and cuddling the shark through out the night. He was a loving brother after all~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Levi smiled, and shook his head at the overly excited Lussuria. Unlocking the door to the mer-brother's shared room, to show him Squalo had gotten out of surgery safely. Various equipment and wires were still attached for safety reasons. But the arm was attached, but unsure if it would respond with the merman's nervous system. They'd have to wait till he awoke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo just slept, despite (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I.V.'s with pain killers pricked his shoulder, and breathing mask covering his mouth and nose. Releasing small amounts of sleeping gas to keep him in the state he was. They just had to clean up the bloody mess, and remove the equipment to see if it was a failure or a work of pure genius. They all hoped for the later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria squeeled with excitment and bombarded Levi with a million rapidfire questions. "When's he gonna wake up? Do you think it worked?!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus was thinking along the same line, wanting to see if he'd have a 'fixed toy' or if this had been a waste of time and Money. Which of course Marmon would nag him about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Levi shook his head and tried to respond to everything Lussuria asked about. "He should be waking up soon, and we'll see. His body will be weakened, but he should atleast be able to open and close a fist. You'll have to help him adapt to his arm. And it's able to go in the water as well. But he'll near help before he can swim again. Especially for swordfighting."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo slept on like the (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;'angel shark' he was. Finally, after a while his eyes started to open.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-04-17T21:31:00</title>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;As Lussuria was dragging his brother back. The shark protested a few times, and even tried to break away from his brother's grip. Finally he was sobbing like a spoiled child. Begging the merkama to take them back to the ocean. "You're so mean! I hate you!" Of course,the silver haired man didn't litterally mean it. But it probably had no effect on the okama. Despite his efforts, and attempts of (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;running away, he just couldn't do it. With one last effort he tried to drag his feet in the sand. Maybe Lussuria would stop and he could break free.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Kufufu~ Why not dear little Chrome? Are they friends of yours?" One of the shadows teased her. Watching their prey, the fish brothers as closely as possible. "Nmm, perhaps we can sell them for a profit instead then, hmm?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome pouted as much as her facial features allowed and shook her head. "They are... were my nephews Mukuro-sama. I do not believe you can sell them. They supposedly belong to a demon already." She said quietly, not trying to disobey her own master but not exactly willing to cause trouble with someone dangerous by staying quiet. "Xanxus I think." (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;She had asked her close friend Lal Mirch about it not to long ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria stayed quiet in his rare determination and just switched from dragging the shark to slinging him over his shoulder like a sack. "No. We had a deal. You lied about your pain, so I'm taking you back. No ifs, ands, or buts." He was serious this time dammit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Chrome has connections~)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Kufufufu~ A demon doesn't scare me. Does it scare you? Chikusa?" He asked a silent shadowy figured, who merely shook his head no, slowly. "What about you? Ken? Dino?" He smiled, pausing for their responses before giving the signal to lay the traps and spring the net.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The shark glared, grabbing onto his brother's hair and yanking on it. "If I told you you would have brought me back anyways!" (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo took no mercy to Lussuria's hair, and swore he grabbed and pulled some hairs out of his nearly bald headed brother. Nothing worked. NOTHING. And things usually worked on his easily swayed brother. Squalo resorted to the last thing possible. Kicking and screaming at his brother. Wait...he was already doing that. . .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome sighed at her loss, and helped the others with the traps. Mentally asking for a bit of forgiveness from her unsuspecting nephews. She sighed again as the okama walked straight into the trap, and the two were caught like... well fish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria just sped up despite the pain and agony. His poor hair!!! He worked so hard on it! He forced himself not to strangle the shark. There were three thin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;s Lussuria didn't condone. People dissing him, standing him up, or ruining his looks. That meant death. He was about to scold the shark when he felt them being lifted into the air. "#@$!@#$$%!!" Where the hell did this net come from?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Oof!" Squalo felt the net painfully to his face when they were lifted up suddenly. "V-VOUUUIII!" He shouted with an angry glance. Throught his kicking and flailing he'd also managed to get his foot threw, and caught on one of the lines. Forgetting he was ever upset with his brother, he clung to Lussuria for dear life. Silver hair getting in the way of his view by the angle in which they were (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;hanging from.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mukuro smirked, stepping out of the shadows, as the moonlight gleamed and shimmered on the sand. "Hm, quite energetic, aren't they?" Indeed, perhaps they'd keep them. Rent them out for cash, but keep them all to theirselves for the most part.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome smiled fondly. The two would never change. Ken took the oppertunity to start poking the catch with a particuarly long and sharp stick. "hehe, the green one looks pissed!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The okama WAS getting very pissed. Normally he could deal with everything going on. But this way just a liiiitle to much for him. Not only was his brother dying, his head huirt, and his favorite glasses had flown off(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;sometime he couldn't quite remember. He was not happy. It was not often he was not happy. "He...hehe.... Squalo~ Let go now dear~ Big brother is angry~!" There was a reason he had the muscles, and he was -THIS- close to showing why. "Auntie Chrome~! Let us go." He could feel her somewhere close. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(nevermind on the (c xD forgot what I was going to say.))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XD okay.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"OW!" Sharp sticks and bare feet? Not the best combination Squalo could think of. With that he let go of his brother, trying to return a blow to Ken and untangle his foot from the lines. "Why you!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chikusa just shook his head, watching his brethern(sp?) poke their pray. "Ken...you're just provoking them further." He warned in a intellect 'I know everything' kind of way. "Kufufufu, Auntie? These(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;are your family? Chrome dear?" Mukuro asked in a seemingly taunt like manner. "That just makes everything twice as fun, wouldn't you agree?" Smiling softly, he peered up at the green and silver haired mermen. "I don't think we'll let them go just yet~"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"VOUUUIII!" Squalo barked, not nearly as ticked off as his brother. After all he was more focused on the wave of pain, and sharpness of the (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;stick gliding alongst his foot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(-__-'; Geeze, am I forgetting how to spell or something D8 *Noticed a few mistakes.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(.3. s'okay. It's just the typo ninjas attacking)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((XD))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"OF COURSE WE'RE FAMILY YOU DUMBSHIT!" Luss cursed out the irritating voice. He craned his neck to glare at Ken. "You there! Stupid looking blond! Shove that stick somewhere else!! Like your ass!" He hissed and tried to rip a hole in the net big enough to slip through. Oh yeah. Okama sanity go bye-bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino raised an eyebrow. "I like the silver haired one! He's... amusing to say the least!" He(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;laughed cheerily. The turtle on his head snapping in agreement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ken started poking harder and laughed. "Mukuro-sama! They're funny! We can take 'em home yah?" He laughed again but snarled at Chrome who tried once again to voice her opinion. Wow. She's taking the initative for once. Weird.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo flinched, glaring down at the both blonds as saliva collected in his mouth. Bringing his head as close to the net as he could, he tried to spit on the vamires faces. Still squriming and twitching to get free. Watching his brother go on a godzilla rampage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Of course, Ken." Mukuro smiled, turning to Dino. "You can be in charge of the silver haired one then." The seemingly leader grinned (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;the slightest up at their pray. "Now, now, calm down. I don't want to have to taser you and ruin your perfect bodies. Think about it, your not thinking is putting you and the silver haired merman in danger. Is it not? I could easily have Ken drive that stick through your brother's foot....I wonder, do mermans bleed a pretty color?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo glared down at the man. Who was, not as scarey as the (C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;demon. But his words seemed to hold that "I'll stay true to my words if I feel up to it." feel. "Nmmm." He wanted to keep his legs and arms, thank you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuria stopped cold, and got a good look at his captor. He slowly nodded and blushed. Such a pretty young thing~~! Just his type! One could almost see the sparkles flotaing around the okama as he sighed in bliss. It wasn't gonna be too bad if he was around such a handsome person! "Yes sir~!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino laughed. "You got another admirer Muku. Great job! Thanks~! I'll make sure to take care of him!"(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;He said happily and stepped forward to cut the net, only to trip and fall flat on his face. "Owwie...."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XD Dino...only you.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(:D I love Dino.... I do.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mukuro smiled, stepping forward to cut the net himself, he grabbed the Okama like mermand quickly. Ordering Chikusa to keep the other restrained, which the latter did. His attention turned up at the dangling shark. Who squirmed around to break free.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo glared down at the smiling man, swinging his fists around wildly without a care. One had managed to collide with the pineapple's face. (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Should the shark laugh? or be afraid? It was a start of a smirk for victory. That was, 'till a hand grabbed his wrist gently. Pulling the limb away to reveal an unfazed face. "Your punch is quite weak..." The grip tightened very quickly. Sharp nails digging into the pale flesh. Squalo yelped, and tried to jerk away with no success what so ever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Kufufufu~ Unfortunately, Dino. There are some (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;fish in the sea who need to know their place."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(O: Oh no he didn't... Stupid shark..... D': )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Mukuro...is king...of scary and evil. ;3; )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;( You mean pineapples? D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stupid shark is just...reckless. D: )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(and pineapples. XD But srsly, he's the only person before the future arc that could scare me. -3- Not even Mr. Emotional Retard scared me as much.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XD same.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Chrome is the queen of pineapples &amp;lt;3)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome pointed her handy dandy spear at the neck of her nephew. "Shasha. Please do not attempt anything like that against Mukuro-sama again. Now calm down and don't fight us." She ordered quietly. Even if Squalo was blood related, her loyalties were to Mukuro now. "You'll like serving Mukuro-sama! It's not a bad life..." She tried to persuade the shark.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino frowned as he pulled himself off (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="MS Shell Dlg 2" size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;the dusty ground. "Yes well... Don't go to hard on him. Romario and the others are running low on medical supplies after the last one you 'showed it's place' to. I'd have to go talk to Xanxus to get more. I hate going to his place." He whined slightly. Mr.Grumpykins(Xanxus) was never a person he liked dealing with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(-w- Dino R slightly stoopid for bringing him up)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Hmm, then Chrome can do my job of showing him his place. Kufufufufu~" He teased, releasing the shark when he saw the betrayal in the man's eyes of his own aunt turning against him. After looking the man's body over, he smiled a devious smile. "Dino, would you still prefer him without one of his arms?" Petting Chrome's pineappleish hair gently, as he turned to face the blond. (c.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chikusa got the signal to keep his hold firmly. After all, Mukuro-sama wasn't the one to fool around with things like this. If he wanted to cut a man's arm off, he'd do it. If he wanted to make people fly, he'd do it...err...maybe not so much on the later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo's eyes widened even more, and he bit his lips as a tear sneaked down his forehead.After all he was upside down&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;( :3)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(fkufsdhkuhf!! D: Evil!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I r evil uke.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;( Y-yes Shu-chan! ;o; Oh evil mistress.... ;3;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(jkjk, i think.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuira's eyes widened. "Auntie! You can't be serious! S-stop doing this!" He pleaded, getting the feeling this incredibly sexy and evil man wasn't kidding. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome spared her two nephews with apologetic glances but stood firm. "Yes Mukuro-sama. Give the word and I shall begin." She said coldly, getting into proper stance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dino gawked. "Are you serious? You know I don't really care but- come(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;on! Isn't that a tad harsh? Not only making his AUNT do the dirty job, but taking an arm too? Why not just the hand?" He meant it only as scathing sarcasm of course. He prefered to avoid things like this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mukuro smiled turning to Dino. "It'll shut him up. Won't it? And he'll be easier to handle." Turning to Chrome, before at Squalo, watching the horrified glance on the slightly younger man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I'm-I'm sorry!" Squalo tried to, otherwise convince the man. He was scared of this man. More then the demon bastard from before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Sorry now? Does he take action before thinking?" Mukuro taunted. Meanwhile,(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;having figured out that both mermen had escaped somehow. Levi began the hunt down with Xanxus. The two had probably escaped to the ocean already, but there was always a chance the latter didn't happen. If the two did manage to capture their escapee slaves. It just meant buying better equipment of keeping them there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus was in a perpetual state of tense .... well he was just plain pissed off okay? He hated the forest. It dulled his senses. He said so too. With many expletives in between. "I can feel him Levi... The mark is working but-...Do smell vampires?" He asked his compainion as they walked. "I swear, I think that idiot Dino is somewhere in the area." (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Varia Boss says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrome had executed a majority of the 'punishment' at Mukuro's signal, but couldn't bring herself to slice off Squalo's hand. The one she knew he was so proud of. His swordhand. She slowly edged her spear closer and closer till it was barely touching the pale skin of Squalo's wrist before trembling slightly and looking back at Mukuro with a pleadingly hesitant eye. "....."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mukuro saw this and smiled, pulling Chrome back, with her spear. His hand on her shoulder in a loving way. "Ken, I'll let you deal with it. However you'd like, it's up to you since I know you've been itching for some blood."His hand played with her pretty blueish hair before covering the eyepatch and looking over at her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo freaked. Now that Chrome was no longer threatning him with her (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;spear, he tried to escape. To climb up the rope for a safer height. This was serious! His hand, his precious hand. Anything else and he wouldn't have minded. tongue, leg, manly part. This was his hand to master the way of the sword, and they wanted to cut it off for their own enjoyment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Just make sure Ken, once the hand is detached to rip it to shreads, we don't need it anyways, right?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-05T04:09:09Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rockstar says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marmon leaned over to whisper teasingly in Lal's ear. "You know you can marry Collonello in Canada if Mom and Dad says it's okay right? I'm sure they would." He smirked and speed up, walking ahead of the group. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bel laughed loudly. "Nope! Not a chance." He kept laughing. "...Mrs.Squalo?? Does this happen..often??" A slightly amused and confused Spanner asked from the doorway. He got up to get a(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rockstar says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;glass of tea, and walks in to see what looks like an murder in progress. Which it possibly was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rockstar says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((heyhey. just realized something. ))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rockstar says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((Hibird = Giant feathery tennis ball. That sings and attacks people.))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((XD))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lal Mirch glared, and chased after her brother. "MARMON!" She was going to so kick her brother's ass. Really. Izuru blinked, watching his aunt run, before looking down at Xanxus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"All the time, Spanner, all the time. And no need to call me Mrs. Squalo you can just call me Squalo if you feel uncomfortable with calling me mom."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuira looked like he was going to cry. Actually he was already (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;doing so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rockstar says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus just sighed and looked up at Izuru. "See kid? This is why you need to stay the sane one of the family. You're the only hope we have left." Marmon just kept smirking and evading his sister. "Whaat? What did I do?" He asked in utter innocence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Ah. Okay then... Squalo..." Spanner unwrapped another sucker and popped it in his mouth. "So what's for dinner?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bel let go of his brother. "Is (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rockstar says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;done yet? I'm hungry~" He was bored with threatning Lussuria. Too easy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:demented4life:6729</id>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-03-30T01:45:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-30T06:47:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-30T06:47:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus looked at his wife seriously over his newspaper. The two were alone in the house, the kids were outside playing with the vongolas under the careful eyes of Collonello and reborn, and Bel was helping Luss at the orphanage. "Do you think we could handle it? Another child? The ones we already have drive you insane as it is. Thoguh, I do admist that one boy, Spinner or something, would be (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;good to have around. He seems like a smart kid. A little obsessed with robots but eh." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bel sighed irratably. Why was he here again, surrounded by brats?! Oh yeah. He felt sorry for his idiot brother. "No Spanner, I will not make you tea and sushi. Shishishi~ Go bother Luss." And so Spanner did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(bleh~ Dx)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((Bel felt sorry for Luss? XD))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((More like making his job harder.))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(it probably went like this- By the time he came home from Mukuro's, Luss was a sobbing wreck. Thus even more annoying and pitiful. )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuira scoweled, already pretty much a monkey bar playground for nearly 99% of the children there. "Bel! Atleast make my job easier if you've come to help me out!" He whined. God, why did he ever run away? More importantly why did he get caught? Sometimes the idiot amused the idiot. He would NEVER forget those noises mom and dad made that night. Never. It had to be illegal to make your son (C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;suffer that way. Had to. It just had to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo sighed, stirring the small cup of tea as he looked up at Xanxus. "Spanner wouldn't drive me insane, after all he isn't OUR mistake. Someone elses mistake. 'sides, he seems well behaved- maybe the ideal son you've always hoped for. Besides...Marmon but Marmon latched onto your brother Levi first." The silver haired swordsman took a sip from his tea(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"And please, I can handle another kid. After all I birthed the first four." He teased, before getting a serious look in his eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(O: Now I really DO feel sorry for Luss!!! XP ))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((JUst our job. Making his life miserable. One step at the time. 8D))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Fhsdgjhsdkjg Shugo had an idea. You remind a while ago we tried Lussy and Bel to be the mommy and daddy? And Xanny had his friends over beating up his NOTAGIRL sister- Squalo. Lolz Spanner is their slightly younger brother, and helps out with handcuffs! *SHOT*))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember* not remind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XDDD Oh man, that's both hilarious and extremly corny. Which is why it came from you~! &amp;lt;3 JKJK))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(( &amp;lt;: Only me. XD There's another idea if we get bored. Xanny corupting his brother Spanner! D8))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bel laughed and picked up two small children hanging from Luss' shoulders. "Come on you guys, let the Fairy-man have some rest. Let's go make some papermache, and get Fairy-man to be our 'model'." He grinned at the cheers coming from the kids now surrounding him. They all knew that he meant to actually PUT the papermache gunk ON Luss. Again. Spanner just shook his head and tugged on Luss' sleeve(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Fairy-Nii, can you help me work out the kinks in my robot? I need help." He asked with his apathetic eyes and lolipop sticking out as usual. He'd help the other kids later, but now he wanted to fix his toys. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Hey, Marmon was drawn to Levi becuase of his marketing skills. The boy LOVES money. Spanner could probably help look after the twins too. Teach them something maybe. I think it's a good (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;idea really. I think we should do it. What about you? It would put us onto a tight budget, would you be okay with that?" Xanxus asked, after all this was supposed to be a joint decision. And it would really be Squalo looking after the boy if something happened. He was busy with work nowadays.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:demented4life:6584</id>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-03-29T16:13:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-29T21:15:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-29T21:56:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Oh, you're right. It's Irie's stolen car." Gingerbread mused, driving away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~Couple of moments later&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuira awoke, to a throbbing headache. His hand reached to touch the wound but they wouldn't budge. He freaked, Lussuira style, as he tried to recall the events that had happened. Wondering why his arms were in a bind, and his head hurting. "He's awake~" Gingerbread mused, grabbing a lock of (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;green hair and giving it a sharp tug. "Good, I like it when our toys are moving and full of emotion." He taunted, smiling as he glanced over at Byakuran.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo was not happy. They had tried over sixteen friends houses, and still no sing of their veggie head. He was getting aggitated, like a time bomb ticking away to he exploded. "Xanxus! Are you sure he didn't go stay with one of your (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;perverted friends?" The shark snapped, growling at his husband.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I already called Shamal, Dino, Hibari, and anyone I could think of! He's not there! Not even Creepy(Mukuro) has seen him!" Xanxus replied without looking up from the stupid neon book. Just by reading this, and the helpful notes on the sides, he had learnt more than he wanted to know about his son. Disturbing things. Things he must erase from his mind as soon as he finds the Okama.(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Byakuran laughed. "You always were sick Ginger~. But enough talk, I think our guest is wondering why he's here. Do you want the honors of explaining? Or should we skip it and go straight to playing?" Here he moved closer to stroke Luss' cheek tauntingly. "After all, we've waited long enough for him to wake up."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(ew. it feels kinda... ew to be evil in the byakuran way. XD epsecially since I tried to tone down the pervyness. it still feels really pervy though. &amp;gt;3&amp;gt; ))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(XD Welcome back.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((D': I found a sad story with Byakuran. sadsad. did you reply?))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((I asked if you wanted to do a time skip to like when Lussuira escapes and the shark and devil finally spots him? -w- or should we be pervy. lolz.))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((Hmm. good question. Half my mind is saying be pervy and utterly EVIL, the other half is all 'meh, too much work. Time skip kplzthnks ' ))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((XD Okay.))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuira panted, out of breath from running away. He lost them, what a relief. And the only damages done were, well a few cuts and bruises. Thank god he knew Thai boxing, it was handy in these types of situations. After a moment he caught his breath and started to walk again on the street, carrying his bag on his back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo sighed, they still hadn't gaven up yet. His eyes turned back to the (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;road, where he spotted a mess of green hair. Nudging Xanxus and pointing ahead. "Hmp, where the hell has he been?" The mother hissed, prepared to run their son down with the car. Because, as we know it Squalo isn't the loving caring motherly type.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Run Lussy run =x=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus shrugged and put a hand on Squalo's shoulder. "Don't know, don't really care, but I intend to find out the hard way. No running him over. It's bad enough we have lover-boy unconsious back there." (Why was Naito unconsious in the back seat? That was a story for another time.) "Just pull up next to him." He ordered, new plans of torment and torture in his mind.(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;He'd make the idiot pay for everything he put the parents through this night. Oh yes he would. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(xD glah. S'all I could think of~)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squalo sighed and did just as Xanxus had told him to do. Trying to be sneaky, but alas, their son wasn't all that moronic. Lussuira gulped, turning ever so slowly to face the car. And his face paled triple the amount of when it paled when he saw Byakuran and Gingerbread in their car. "Eheheh. . ." There was an awkward silence between Lussuira and the car, before he made a mad dash to escape. (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was too young to die now! And he was doing so great! Dammit! Dammit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(.....RUN FAIRY BOY RUN!!!! D8 And how can you have an akward silence with a CAR?? XD Only Luss.))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((Well Xanxus had a touching conversation with a door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only the Varia can talk to inanimate objects.))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Touche my friend. Touche. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Varia are 'special' like that.))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#808080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;The following message could not be delivered to all recipients:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#800000" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Touche my friend. Touche. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Varia are 'special' like th...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#808080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(.....Must. Not. Kill. Computer. D:&amp;lt; ))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(D: What happened?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Internet went down. AGAIN. So stuff stopped running or logged of till it came back on. ))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((D8))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus just 'calmly' rolled down a window, took out his guns, took aim, and then fired two warning shots. "Keep running SON and I'll start aiming for the legs before moving up." He yelled lazily out the window as the car sped up to match Luss' pace. He had no problems with shooting his son down right now. Nope. "Or I can just shoot your boyfriend. Both options are fine to me." And they were.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Xanxus, you so mean.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuira stopped, well more like dropped dead to the ground. Shaking all over in fear of being shot, or worse- Naito-kun being shot. "H-h-how cr-cruel." He sobbed, keeping still, besides shaking all over. This is not what he wanted, or what he planned. "I'mgoingtodie,I'mgoingtodie."He kept repeating to himself. Obviously the veggie head DIDN'T think this through as much as he should have. (c.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Can I run him over now?" Squalo whined.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"No." Xanxus siad without looking at the shark. "Now get your ass up, and into the car Lussuria. We're going home. NOW. So no one can interupt your death. You get five seconds before I get out and get you myself." He warned, and fired another shot close to the idiots head. Just for the hell of it. Naito just drooled and dreamt of finding and saving his beloved fairy. Oh what nice dreams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;( GEE, such great parents. )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Of course.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuira nearly screamed when the shot was fired so dangerously close to his head, and got up shakily, walking ever so slowly to the car. Gulping as he steered clear of the path of any possible bullets. He got in the backseat. Paling as if he'd seen nine thousand ghosts, before gulping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Tch, Xanxus how come you get to shoot at him and I don't get to run him over?" Squalo asked teasingly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus smirked. "Becuase my dear, I'm going to let you stab him ALL you want when we get home. Out of kindness. Besides, he'd dent the poor car if you ran him over, and we'd get Luss-bits stuck in the tires." He said, becuase right now he was more worried about the car then his first born son. Naito woke up at the sound of gunshots, and someone getting in the car next to him. "BABY! You're okay(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;!!" He exclamed and glomped the terrified okama. Aww. such a touching sight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(brb. XD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((XD okay, I'll post when you get back.))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(back~!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((Welcome back))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuira patted Naito's hair, still shaking all over as his parents drove off. He was so dead. He just knew it. Squalo smiled "Aww, Xanny~ And I guess you asked Shamal if he'll take care of the injuries later?" Eww. His parents were being all lovey dovey....in a sickening Varia style way. "I...I...I'm sorry." He tried to tell his parents, fearfully looking up at them. "Sorry isn't going to cut (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;this time, Lussuira~" Squalo smirked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You read me like a book hun. As for you boy. You're going to be sorry we even created you by the time we get done with you. Maybe BOTH of you." Xanxus promised with an innocent smile. Which meant lots and lots of pain was going to come to the poor green haired fool. Naito just sniffeled and held onto Luss tighter, going on to babble and sob about how much he was worried for Luss. Completely(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;ignoring the death threats and forbiding atmoshpere in the car. Well, he noticed it but didn't care. He had Luss back. That was good enough for him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"But first, we're taking Naito home." Squalo mused, to which Lussuira nearly fainted. It seemed they were purposely not killing him here and now because of his boyfriend. Oh that was just great. Someone out there really hated him, huh? "I. I see." He sobbed, pushing up his broken sunglasses. "Now, now, he is our first mistake, so it's not like we wanted to create him." Squalo corrected. Damn, (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;what nice parents Lussuira had. Not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Izuru sniffled, and tugged on his mother's sleeve. "Mommy, what's going on?" He sniffled, still confused to why their grandfather had screamed hours earlier. And ever since then the poor blond could not sleep. Nope. Afraid that Grandpa Xanxus would go insane and kill them all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bel tiredly pulled Izuru into a hug. "Uncle Lussuria just did something to make Grandpa worried and angry. That's all. Don't worry, he wouldn't hurt anyone purposly," Anymore, He thought. " And he'll calm down in a day or so. How about we all go to Uncle Mukuro's untill then, hmm? You can play Cousin Chikusa and MM!" Even though Gin was out cold(thanks to a laced drink he gave the boy) it would(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;do all the kids good to get out of the house. That way they didn't see whatever his parents had in mind as punishment for the okama.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus pouted slightly. "Can't I just kill them both? Please? We could get dump the bodies at a random reaserch institute. Helping society y'know?" Naito raised his head. "Huh? I don't want to go home! I want to stay close to Luss!" He protested.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"We'd be charged as criminals. No. Naito-kun, if you want Lussuira to live you'll go home when we drop you off." Squalo ordered. "And besides, Lussuira wouldn't help society for shit." Burn. The silver haired mother ran a hand through his hair as he missed yet another red light. Ah- he still felt like a young rebel behind the wheel of the car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Izuru just shook all over, not much of a response (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;coming from the scared little boy. Lal Mirch sleepily yawned. "Nmmm, but I'm tired Bel." She muttered, rubbing her eyes. Unaware of the dangers of staying within the radius of Squalo and Xanxus doom. More so for Xanxus. Squalo was always bringing doom to the family one way or another. Either by scolding Gin or bossing Xanxus around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bel smiled widely and turned to his sister. "No. You're going to get changed, packed, and get your ass ready to leave in five minutes.Why? Because I'm a Prince, and I'm telling you to get your ass moving. You havn't seen what Dad can do when really pissed, lets keep it that way." He said in a way that promised pain and suffering. Just like his parents. Scary. Marmon wisely said nothing,(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;but went upstairs to pack for him and his sister. He could barely remember the old dad, but it was enough to motivate him into obeying his brother. Now he could just hope Lal didnt decide to argue with Bel over this. "Well, it wouldn't be the first time... and you're right. They'd think he was the missing link in the evolution chain instead." Xanxus sighed and leaned back in his seat. "You can (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;see him when he's at Shamal's Longchamp. He'll be there for a while anyway." (If they lived through this car ride home anyway.) Niato pouted but reluctantly agreed. After all, parents know best right? Right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(oh shit. internet might go out again soon. D:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(....s,tkuybenvoisccmcmmcx!! D&amp;lt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Msn hates me today. Did you post? D: )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Not yet, was about to XD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lal Mirch just stared sleepily at her older brother, before closing her eyes again. Too tired to put up with much of an arguement. "Nmm, I want to sleep." Izuru just clung to his mother. MM? Chikusa? Ken? He'd never herd of such people before in his life. Maybe they were nice people? Poor little Izuru so innocent to this cruel forsaken world. (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;After dropping off Naito, Squalo put the car into gear, slowly making their way to the house. Lussuira gulped as cars honked and went around. "Eh-heh, you're not mad at me are you?" He asked fearfully, shaking all over as he clung to the backseat for dear life. Maybe, since the car was going so friggin slow he could open the door and jump out quickly. Oh how he really did think of the possiblity(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;of doing just that. Oh...how he wished to do just that. Lussuira bit the bottom part of his lip, debating if he SHOULD try it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Nope. Not at all. Definatly not. Why would you think that?" Xanxus said pleasently as he reached over Squalo to push the lock button, to lock all the doors. Just incase. Even though the back doors could only be opened from the out side. Just to scare the Okama more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Then have Marmy carry you." Bel said and picked up Gin, already heading to the door. Marmon came down soon after and Shook Lal.(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Come on sis. You can ride piggy back. It's not too far anyway."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((I'll brb again.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(M'kay)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(back.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Welcome back)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Izuru clung to his mother's pantleg, worried that they might run into bad people. He shook with fear as he followed closely behind Belphegor. Like a lost puppy who;'d been kicked on the streets too many times. Lal Mirch got up sleepily. "I'll walk, Marmon." She muttered with a small yawn. Holding her brother's hand as she tried to keep her eyes peeled open. (C.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lussuira jumped at the sound of doors locking. "I..." He whimpered, looking down with his fingers pressed together. Now noticing the cuts and bruises he'd recieved from Byakuran and Gingerbread. And the worst part was he wasn't allowed to tell what had happened. Gingerbread said they'd track him down and kill him. That and his parents probably though he'd be weasling his way out of punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;start a fight with a hobo or crack head again? You know they're stronger than they look." He teased, figuring that Luss probably just ran into a wall or something.&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;afraid. Or atleast look scared. He clung to his mother however, afraid of losing her and Gin. He wished his uncle and aunt would cling with them so nobody ended up being lost. But they were older...so perhaps they wouldn't be targeted. He just shook his head, tongue wiggling his loose tooth, which surprisingly Byakuran or Ginger didn't knock out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((D': Poor 'Zuru!! I just want to huggle him....)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;((Huggle him and then snuggle him? &amp;lt;: ))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Yus. And buy him everything he could ever want. &amp;gt;': Cause he needs to be loved. )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(( &amp;gt;: Of course.))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xanxus narrowed his eyes at the quick response he got. Normally, Luss' pride would keep him quiet on anything stupid he did. What did he get himself into now? "Hmm. No. He should 'think' about what he's done before we do anything." By this, he meant for Luss to wait and think up as many gruesome tortures his parents might put him through. Mental torture was so much more fun.(c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#545454" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#008080" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bel thought he would cry when he saw how tense the little boy beside him was. Now more than ever he wished that Byakuran and Gingerbread had just stayed out of his life. They caused nothing but trouble. "What do you say to watching a movie later Izu? Gin can join us if he wakes up." He promised.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8)shugo (8) says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I. I ran into a pole." Lussuira lied quickly. Fidgeting around in the backseat. "Am...I in trouble?" He asked, eyes glancing from side to side as he awaited a good solid response from his loving father. Squalo nodded. "Deep shit, you moron of a son. Xanxus, you want to beat him up now? Knock some sense into your son before we punish him?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Izuru nodded, he trusted mommy so- he tried not to be (c.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Becoming the Bull says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bel felt his heart clench when he saw how terrified and paranoid Izuru was at being outside. "Shh, don't worry Izu. Nothing will happen today. I promise. We're not going far." His urge to kill was rising. Marmon just kept talking about random things to keep Lal Mirch awake. No need to have her pass out in the street. Xanxus glanced back at his son and snorted. "What happened to you? Did you (c&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <content type="html">kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 12:12:06 PM): Dino chatted with the kind upper classmen as he was guided to the gym showers. "Thank you again. It was really nice of you to help me." He gave the other boy a bright smile as he quickly striped off his jacket and other messy clothes. It was a DAMN good thing this place had a public washing machine. The upperclassmen bid him a goodbye, and left to go do older guy things. Dino sighed and stepped into the shower stall. He could faintly hear another shower running, but brushed it off to be a teacher or something. He quickly showered and rushed out as the bell rang. "Oh hell... I have GYM next. I just hope it' something EASY..." He muttered to himself as he hurridly tried to change, and got tangled, in the gym clothes that were in his pre-assigned locker. "I mean, it's not like it'd be(c&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 12:12:20 PM): DODGEBALL on my first day! Right?"&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 12:12:46 PM): (Yus to the idea. Oh, and Ive had some other ides for the other RPs we've done.)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 12:13:00 PM): (Orly?)&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 12:13:25 PM): (Ya rly.)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 12:13:50 PM): (Oh mai. I had some other ideas for this rp two, btw. XD)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 12:14:22 PM): (Like Squalo can meet Xanny, and then fight Tyr for that three day death match and return to school to reclaim his name and stuff D8 )&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 12:14:34 PM): (But that can happen later, after Dino humiliates him.)&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 12:16:40 PM): (Yus.)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 12:17:04 PM): Squalo had dressed, for gym, after taking a shower. Grinning as he glanced around for the new kid. Probably still getting dressed. He snorted, walking over to the ball rack and grabbing one. He was going to be the first to pelt one at the new comer. And nobody was going to dare stop him! Not even the teacher! The silver haired man's eyes glimmered with a blood lust, he had a sword fight after this so it was only fair this was a warm up. The shark had to do this first, in the case if CHiavorone was on his team.&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 12:24:52 PM): Cheered up from a nice shower, Dino entered the gym with a silly smile and whistling a random tune. The tune died off as he got a look around the gym. And ominus red rubber balls. Oh! Can't forget the spiky silver headed boy that was practically RADIATING bloodlust."Crap..." Why did god hate him?? WHY??? He pondered the unfairness of the world as he turned to go hide in the locker room. Only to be hit in the face by the opening door. Oh yeah, there was gonna be a bruise tomorrow. The only good thing was the teacher would be there ANNNY second now. YEP.&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 12:29:41 PM): Squalo took the chance and pelted Dino with the red rubber ball. Grinning like a loon, but not for long as the teacher grabbed him by the ear from behind. "Superbi Squalo...." The teacher growled in a low voice. "Kindly sit your butt down on the chair. Didn't I say we're not to start dodgeball in till the blow of my wistle?" The shark growled, but was otherwise happy with the catch of the day. His hand went up to rub his sore ear as he headed over to the benches. Stupid blondie, he looked rather bored now, swinging at the air. Pretending his sword was with him- well if he couldn't play the game the least he could do was prepare for the match, right?&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 12:37:30 PM): Dino laughed and shakily stood smack dab in the center of the playing feild. &lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 12:37:33 PM): (c&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 12:44:07 PM): A bruse was forming on his face, and now there was going to be a lump on the back of his head. JUST GREAT. And now, he was having to dodge the millions of rubber balls of doom being thrown at him. Even the ones that WERN'T thrown at him, were somehow making their way towards his face, stomach, or crotch. He'd already been hit by his own team members by 'accident', that's why he was still there unfortuntly, and was having troble just picking up a ball to throw. The second he bent down to get one he would either slip, or be pushed away from his target. Gym..was evil. &lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 12:44:50 PM): (lol poor Dino D8)&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 12:49:36 PM): (He's got the same allergy as me. Gym class allergy.)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 12:49:55 PM): (Awww. D8 )&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 12:52:33 PM): Gym was over, and Squalo was the first down to the locker room to get dressed. Of course he took much longer then the others (save it for Dino) he had to make sure everything was on properly. "Teh, that Matt, whatever the hell, is as good as dead tonight." He took our his glorious blade, looking it over with some admiration before sheathing it and heading to the school yard. One of the class mates snickered, and immediatly everyone was in a whisper. "You gonna bet on Superbi?" "Hey? Dino, you're new here, right?" Someone else asked, it was only fair they let the new guy in on their bets and skipping class to watch the match. (Then again the last period of the day was just a study hall, so it didn't matter.) The shark waited for his opponent, clutching his sword in it's guard, as he looked.&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 1:00:23 PM): (Did you see that video of Squalo's rapping? It's a mix of all his overly used phrases.)&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 1:11:44 PM): "U-uhh. Yeah. D-does that guy fight often??" He asked as he changed and nursed his growing bruises. He ended up being hit 15 times at once. Those rubber balls STING. "Oh yeah. It's like some ritual for him. Get challanged, spend the day agitated and bloodthirsty, then beat the life outta the poor idiot who challanged him. Fun to watch, so you gonna bet or what?" The guy explained. "Sure... 20 on Squalo?? W-when's he fighting??" He asked curiously, and jumped slightly when two guys smirked and sandwiched him between them. "Right... about now! Let's go watch!!" "What?!" Was all Dino could say as he was rushed out with a group of people to go watch the unevitable bloodshed.&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 1:12:26 PM): (Yus I did. xD That's why Squalo is a mafioso instead of a rapper. That, and he's such a white boi~)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 1:14:28 PM): (XD)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 1:15:19 PM): (That's why Xanny put him in his rightful place!)&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 1:15:36 PM): (...Uke in bed??? O&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 1:15:59 PM): ((Of course.))&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 1:17:19 PM): (Ah yes. It was what was DESTINED to be.. -Wsie nod-)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 1:22:03 PM): Squalo smirked, Matt had finally showed up- looking rather confident. "VOUIII! Ready to have your head on a stick!?" Squalo barked out, grinning as he unsheathed his sword, throwing the guard away. Pth, who needed one anyways? Matt withdrew his sword...with a bit nicer stance then Squalo. "No, Superbi. I believe it will be me who emerges as the victor today." "VOUUUIIII, we'll see about that-" Before anyone had time the match had begun. The clashing of metal on metal rang throughout the school yard. Blood from both men tainted the marble walk way. However, it was Matt who was slowing down. And when the other finally got on his knees to beg to stop. The shark didn't bother with the pleas. "VOUUUIII, I'll save you the disgrace of a swordsman and take your head!" Without much of a second (C&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 1:24:12 PM): thought, the silver haired man swung his sword down for the finishing blow. Laughing, like a mad man. Of course, he didn't exactly take the head of Matt. Oh no- killing someone would get him expelled. Much rather, taking the arm in which Matt held his sword was a better way. Still it didn't mean he was all intent and ready to kill on the click of a button. He could only laugh when Matt's little group tried to help him. "Lick his wounds! RUN! RUN WITH YOUR TAIL IN BETWEEN YOUR LEGS!"&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 1:24:31 PM): (It much be Karma that Squalo get's abused so much...cause damn is he mean D8)&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 1:32:11 PM): (Probably.)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 1:34:08 PM): (It's like this; Dino&amp;lt;Squalo&amp;lt;Xanxus&amp;lt;NinthBoss And sometimes this; Squalo&amp;lt;Dino&amp;lt;Xanxus&amp;lt;NinthBoss)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 1:49:13 PM): (Squalo must have killed you D8)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 1:57:50 PM): (I guess so. WRY SQUALO WRY? D8 )&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 1:58:26 PM): Dino pailed considerably, even as he was handed a small portion from the winning pot. He had made that guy mad somehow. OH GOD. HE MADE A PSYCHOPATH MAD AT HIM. HE DEAD. DEAD MEAT I TELL YA! "T-that was... Scary. Very very Scary. Would he really've killed that poor guy?!" He feared the awsner...Then the dismissal bell rang and he was left alone. "....I'll take that as a yes...." "Talking to your self clutz?" Reborn said in amusement. "AH! R-Reborn! Uh.. i was just... going over...classowrk in my head??"&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 1:58:59 PM): (xD Nope. i escaped by sicking a drunk Xanxus on him.)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 1:59:39 PM): (Oh mah! A forbidden weapon!)&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 2:01:49 PM): (D: Now I know WHY it's forbidden. I gotta find a way to pay for all the booze he drank... and the stuff he damanded to use on his shark..... IT'S DAMN 'SPENSIVE)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 2:02:20 PM): ((Just hire the prince next time. He's cheap. D8 ))&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 2:02:37 PM): (NEVAH hire the baby...he's the most expensivest of them all)&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 2:03:39 PM): (B-but the prince takes A LOOOONGGG time. I think he likes seeing me run. D'&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 2:04:31 PM): (And the baby... he just floats there untill I'm half dead before doing anything.)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 2:05:05 PM): ((Hire the Okama. He's gay but he'll get the job done.))&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 2:05:47 PM): "Unlikely story. Come on, your men are waiting for you Dino. You can tell them about your day." Reborn said, hitting Dino on the head for his stupidity, before sitting on the blond's shoulder. His gaze wandered over to Squalo, who was collecting his things. "What are you doing? Watching a fencing match?" The baby asked with curiousity. "Ptfh," Squalo was grumbling to himself as he slung his sword into the school bag. Licking his lips as blood rain down his forehead, and with a prideful stance he too walked to the front of the building. Spotting all the many cars, once more and scowling. His own ride wasn't even here, AGAIN, did that mean he was forced to walk home once more?&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 2:08:22 PM): (I'll be back. D: I need to take a shower again. The house seems like it's 100 degrees.)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 2:09:43 PM): ((Okay D: ))&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 2:45:16 PM): ((Just tell me when you get's back :3 ))&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 2:54:20 PM): ((Back~)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 2:56:25 PM): ((Oh mai ~))&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 3:03:13 PM): ((Back to zee rp then?))&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:03:46 PM): "Okay..." He sighed and went to the car he thought was his. Romario greeted him at the gates. "Hi Romario! Thanks for coming to pick me up!" He said happily. He chatted happily with the underling as they walked, and passed by a certin grumpy silverheaded whacko. Dino stopped uncertinly. "uhhh... Your ride's not here Superbi? Are you gonna... Wanna hitch a ride with me?" He offered. Might as well try and be nice and get OFF the guy's bad side. He might live longer that way..... Besides. It was always kinda sad to see someone left somewheer.&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:03:49 PM): where*&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:04:01 PM): (Aint he a nice guy~)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 3:04:43 PM): ((Aww Dino &amp;lt;4))&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:05:22 PM): (...He's gonna get another beat down from the shark a'int he?)&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:05:42 PM): (D: )&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 3:05:54 PM): (You read Squalo's mind like....a menu list D8 )&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:06:10 PM): (well.... its not that hard....)&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:09:19 PM): (He's pretty....'simple' after all....)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 3:09:29 PM): The shark glared, Romario.....Romario...where had he herd that name befo- oh yeah! That poor mafia family. The one with finanical difficulties? HA! The klutz was poor? Ptfh, and here Superbi Squalo thought this was some fancy new mafia. "It's not a ride your familgia can afford." Squalo spat with a glare, turning on his heels to leave. Walking away with an angry stance. Reborn looked down at Dino. "New friend of yours? Klutz?"&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 3:09:48 PM): (Lol, but complex compared to the emotional retard, right?)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 3:11:05 PM): (And lol Reborn thinks EVERYONE in a friend, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:13:10 PM): (...Reborn...is just 'special' like that...... and the retard.... is just the reatrd. nothing more, nothing less.)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 3:13:55 PM): (Except to Squalo. He's always something more, or something less &amp;lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:20:06 PM): Dino glared as feircly as he could. NO ONE insult's the people who've raised him. He wouldn't call them his 'familia' since he was NOT going to be a mafia boss, but they WERE like a family to him! "We might not have the best finances, but at least we stick together! We're better people than you could EVER hope to be Superbi!" He called out angrily at the figure walking away. Then cursing himself for being so stupid. "L-lets just go home already Romario! I've got homework..." He muttered and started to open the car door. Hoping that the scary bully didn't pay attention to what Dino said.&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 3:26:46 PM): Squalo twitched, and his face turned a bright red. Scowling he stomped his foot and pushed forward. Was it the words Dino spoke that was getting to him? Either way he had to get out of there before they effected him even more. Sniffing, and rubbing his eyes when he was quiet the distance away. This would be a long walk to the home he stayed at. After all he wasn't exactly in the bigger housing of the Vongola. But he'd make his way. After all his dream was to defeat Tyr. To be the strongest swordsman. But...how was he going to do that when a klutz made him cry? Reborn smiled down at Dino. "Ah, you're becoming a fine mafia boss. Dino."&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 3:28:25 PM): "Why don't you tell Romario and the others inside about your day? They've all been worried about you." Reborn smiled, as he got in the car, waiting for his klutzy student to follow. He had plans....to make Dino even stronger. (Had to add that D8 )&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:29:19 PM): (AWWWW! DINO MADE HIM CRY!!!! NOOOOOOO! T^T Dino: W-what?! D: I'm sorry Squalo~!!! )&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 3:30:48 PM): ((T__T I think Squalo's just upset Dino has a kind loving family.))&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:35:53 PM): Dino sighed. "I'm not gonna be a mafia boss!! Whatever..." He couldn't help but smile at the worried questions that bombarded him as he climbed into the car."Well, today.." He told the car's occupants about his day. Censoring out some of the details that would undoubtly get Rebornmad at him. Like being dumped in a trash can.(c&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:36:06 PM): (xD I'll be back again. gotta go eat.)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 3:36:12 PM): ((XD ok))&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:44:45 PM): (M'back~ With a tummy full of nummy!)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 3:45:32 PM): ((Yay!....that a goodthing?))&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:46:23 PM): (Yus.)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 3:47:27 PM): (( :3 lol Reborn: YOU GOT DUMPED IN A TRASHCAN!? D&amp;lt; Kidding, XD))&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:53:50 PM): The next day when Dino was walked into class, he was greeted by claps on the back, looks of fear and awe, or glares of hate. Why? He had no idea. "Dude! I didn't think you had it in you! Totally awsome man!" One guy said as another agreed. "W-what? What are you talking about?!" Dino asked in confusion. "Word on campus is that someone saw you mouthing off Superbi. As if that wasn't enough. soeone saw him almost CRY from what you said! Damn! I didn't think it was possible!" The guy said while laughing. "I did WHAT?! I didn't mean to make him CRY!!!" Dino said in horror. He felt TERRIBLE for making Squalo cry- even if the guy was a pyscho bully. 'I should apologize....'&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 3:54:18 PM): (&amp;gt;3&amp;gt; Plan: Humiliate Shark phase 1. COMPLETE!)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 3:54:50 PM): ((XD))'&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 3:58:05 PM): Squalo glared, and boy did he glare. Everyone was pointing, this way and that. Just what the hell were they talking about. He was stopped infront of the building, a baby was in his way. "Ciaosu" "What the hell?" "You are Superbi Squalo, are you not?" "Teh, the one and only. What the hell you want baby?" "I'd like to propose a match, Dino wanted one with you." Boy, did the shark grin, grin like a mad loon. "I accept! Vouuuuiiiii! Now get out of the way! I've got class!" He stepped inside the school, and immediatly wanted to drop out. People were snickering, some were giving him looks of sorrow, but the worst was the name calling. "VOUUUUIIIIII!" He shouted angerly, chasing some younger classmen down the hallway, who'd dared to make fun of his sword fighting skills.&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 4:03:55 PM): Dino nervously sat in his desk(He only tripped twice! A record!) tgwitche=ing everyso often at the people who came to ask if the rumors were true. He was just about to respond to the 10th person this morning, when a loud 'VOUUUUIIIIII' filled the air. Signaling his approaching doom. He REALLY hoped that Squalo hadn't heard the schools latest rumor. Oh how he hoped. Why did he get the feeling Reborn did something to get him in trouble again....?&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 4:05:08 PM): twitching*&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 4:05:24 PM): (Man, I wish IM programs had spell check....)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 4:05:51 PM): (Same... D8)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 4:06:01 PM): (Then again IM programs aren't really for rping. XD)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 4:08:57 PM): The shark glared, barging through the door, with a kill-happy -joy look on his face. Scanning the room, before spotting his pray. He headed over to the direction of Dino slamming his hands down on the desk. "HA! Pretty gutsy of you! Chiavorone! Challenging me to a match!? I'll be sure to cut off your legs so you won't ever trip again!" Clearly, he didnt hear the rumors. And it was a damn good thing or it would have gave him another chance to slit yet another throat. "See you after school. Dino." Jabbing his thumb at his own neck, and drawing a line. Indicating the blond was as good as dead, before making his way to the seat behind him. Smirking with every muscle in his body.&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 4:10:31 PM): (Sharky is happy &amp;lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 4:17:58 PM): ((But doesn't a happy shark mean an angry devil?))&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 4:21:30 PM): Dino took a second to process what the silver headed boy said before abruptly and violently slamming his head against his desk. Multiple times. "Oh HELL no! I didn't challange you! I don't even want to fight!! GAH!" He tried explaining, to Squalo or himself he wasn't sure. Either way... today was gonna suck. Maybe he'd just go home early.... fake sick.... and maybe he'd be killed by Reborn for doing so. .....Today was going to SUCK. The only good point was that the shark-like boy had obviously NOT heard of the rumor. Oh hell. Was that one of the Shark Goons going to tell their terrifiing leader the 'news'?! Yep. It was. He shrank down in his seat. Today.... he would die.&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 4:22:30 PM): (TIme-skip to after school? Yus?)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 4:23:23 PM): (I'll post, just wondering. =o))&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 4:24:27 PM): (Yus. xD Cause Dino would just hide the entire day anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 4:24:34 PM): (XD)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 4:27:46 PM): The hour had come. Squalo looked rather, prideful, after all he had beaten up whoever had started those rumors and set the story straight. NO IT WAS NOT CRYING, he had blood in his eyes. (If you do recall, he was bleeding from the forehead.) With a raised eyebrow, he wondered why all these other suited men were watching. More than normal. "VOUUUUIIII, Dino, the hell did you bring with you? A circus?" He didn't know they were Dino's men. All he really cared about was smacking the blond around a few times before leaving. Death was too pathetic for this guy...he'd probably die the minute Squalo cut off some hair. Just like yesterday he threw away his guard, holding his sword, and swinging it at the air. Preparing for a delicious bloodfeast. "And what the hell is that? You gonna trip me with(C&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 4:28:46 PM): a rope!?" He began laughing. Reborn smiled from afar, watching Dino. "Goodluck, Klutz. Your entire family is watching you defend your mafia name." He said with a rather IKnowEverythingAndYouDon't voice.&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 4:40:58 PM): Dino bit his lip in -anger? Fear?- and shook slightly. "S-shut up and just fight! You have no right to talk about my men that way!" He said in a rare moment of bravery. There was no way he could lose or quit now. Not when his family was watching!! There was a tense moment, then a leaf hit the ground and the fight was on! Dino lashed out with his whip, ducked, doged and did everything he had been taught. After what seemed like an hour of fighting, he saw his chance to win. He snagged Squalo's leg with one end of the whip, and threw the other end up a conveniantly placed tree branch, catching it as it fell. With a sharp pull, he sucseded in completely lifting his opponent into the air like a pinata. "I-Is it over yet??"&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 4:41:09 PM): (SHARK PINATA!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 4:42:23 PM): (XD Yay Dino!)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 4:47:16 PM): Squalo had a few bruises here and there, since when the hell did the Chiavorone get to be so good!? He felt himself being painfully pulled, falling with a fall that busted the back of his head rather well and then, hung upside down by one leg. This was the most humilating moment of Squalo's life. He quicked and squirmed some more dropping his only weapon that would have easily gave him a ticket down from the tree. "VOUUUUIIIII!" Squalo shouted angerly, one hand holding his now bleeding head, while the other flailed with his free leg. People were laughing now, clapping, all of the likes. They were congratulating the blond. "Well done. Dino." Reborn smiled, watching the shark pinata flail to get free.&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 4:47:39 PM): quicked should be kicked**&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 4:58:26 PM): Dino smiled brightly under the praise from his tutor and the cheers from everyone watching. "T-thanks!" That was when he let go of the whip, and head the thud as Squalo landed on the ground beneath him. "Oh i'm sorry!" And he was back to the same old Dino. Twitchy, goofy, and overly kind. "Are you okay? You're bleeding! Should I get Romario to bandage it for you?!" He asked in a motherly-worried way. He wasn't squeemish around blood, but that didn't mean he liked seeing it. Naturally, he was ignorant to the cuts he himself had. &lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 5:03:55 PM): Squalo was taken by surprise, but it took nearly the rest of his strength to avoid falling on his blade, even if he did fall on his head. He was dazed, as seen by his slightly waving head and then he was angry. Kicking free of the whip, and grabbing his sword, his short silver hair stained by crimson blood as he stormed over, in a dizzy manner to his own sheath. Grabbing his school bags and leaving without another word. Swaying all the way. Tch, was Dino TRYING to humilate him further? He'd just suffered defeat, and the stupid klutz was offering first aid. What the hell was he? FOUR? He could very well handle a 'minor' injury. His mouth was dry, he didn't know what to do. To scream? To cry? To jump out infront of a car to end this miserable headache? No. No. That wouldn't do- there was, (C&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 5:05:20 PM): after all a mafia meeting he was to attend soon, not today but later in the week. Killing himself now wasn't going to help anything, it just meant he had to get stronger. He stopped at the stop sign, sitting down on the bench. He'd wait for his ride there, which was not very far away from school.&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 5:07:26 PM): Superbi Squalo sighed to himself, closing his eyes as he finally let out a small whimper of defeat. His head hurt, as did the now burning bruises of the rest of his body. "Mmm." He sniffed, refusing to cry. &lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 5:09:15 PM): (Squalo: Maybe I'll quit the mafia...be a rapper.)&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 5:10:34 PM): (D': Aww! I feel so bad now.... HE NEEDS A HUG!!! And... to NEVEER think about being a rapper.... EVER again.)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 5:10:54 PM): ((XANXUS PUT HIM IN HIS PLACE. NOW))&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 5:11:25 PM): (Xanxus: &amp;gt;D Alright! That's something I can do~~......)&lt;br /&gt;Shugo (2/24/2008 5:12:50 PM): (Squalo: D8 I can SO be a rapper.)&lt;br /&gt;kira_the_broken_soul (2/24/2008 5:13:16 PM): (Xanxus: ...No. You're WAY to white to be a rapper. )</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2008-02-02T11:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-02T17:33:05Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;This STILL happens to me. I really love this for pointing out the SADNESS that is FORGETTING you're kid somewhere for hours. I know exactly how the poor little girl feels, because that IS me when I was younger, and even now. This would be excusable if the parent or gaurdien was busy or had too much on their mind, but that doesn't mean it won't have any lasting effects on the child. I think you properly captured the expression of a child left alone, and this girl is obviously stronger than other sin her position. I used to cry after a while when forgotten. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A message to all the forgotten kids out there and their parents: IT'S NOT OKAY, IT WILL ALWAYS HURT IN SOMEWAY, AND IT'S JUST PLAIN DANGEROUS. PARENT'S PLEASE- AT LEAST JUST MAKE A STICKY NOTE REMINDER IF YOU ABSOLUETLY CANNOT REMEMBER YOU'RE CHILD. It's not a matter easily forgotton, nor forgiven. For the sake of your family bonds, JUST MAKE A EFFORT FOR YOUR CHILD. It will save the both of you in ways you probably never thought of before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://demitasse-lover.deviantart.com/art/To-every-parent-who-sees-this-64986360"&gt;http://demitasse-lover.deviantart.com/art/To-every-parent-who-sees-this-64986360&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>RP Log with Viola - Ashton and KoZi</title>
    <published>2008-01-17T23:33:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-17T23:33:06Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Shoot the Zombies and stuff</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="COLOR: #800080; FONT-FAMILY: Lucida Console"&gt;He sighed miserably. The second he stepped foot in this twisted forest he had been attacked by gruesome* looking creatures. He fought them off naturally. It was a good thing he brought his Pendulam afterall. To think he had almost left it at 'home'. "I do believe this isn't where Harlot lives. He described it much diffrently in his letter." The man mused as he wandered further into the &lt;span style="COLOR: #800080; FONT-FAMILY: Lucida Console"&gt;surrounding thicket. "Perhaps I landed in the wrong section? As long as this isn't the fabled 'Horrorland' he had been warned about in his youth. Just in case, the demension-hopping gypsy pulled out a deck of what looked like large cards and began shuffling them as he walked, making sure to keep a close eye on everything around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #2d2d2d; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri"&gt;She followed closely behind a man who obviously did not belong in this little twisted place she called hell, but stayed hidden among the dead trees, curious as to how he even managed to last for so long. She herself had no worries about surprise attacks, because no mere pathetic demon would dare to even so much as look at her wrong, but this poor soul seemed to be another grotesque human. It intrigued her to see how long he would last, before his inevitable death scene would take place. For now though, she would remain quiet, and watch from behind scenes, maybe occasionaly send a rather tough foe for him to face, just to mess around with this new 'entertainment.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #800080; FONT-FAMILY: Lucida Console"&gt;He gave a soft sigh again as another... creature, he thought it might be a rabid squierrl... with tentacles, tried to attack him. While dodging the thing he pulled out a single card from the deck. Instead of it looking like any normal playing card, this one had a detailed picture on it. It was his weapon of choice for offense, it was a Tarot card. "The Moon in it's upright position. Iluusions &lt;span style="COLOR: #800080; FONT-FAMILY: Lucida Console"&gt;and problems to health are in your immidiate future..." He muttered as a tainted purple mist flowed out of the card and surrounded the creature. He said something in and unintelligable language and the creature shreiked in horror as it fell to the ground. Soon it was thrashing it's limbs and attemoting to claw and bite it's way out of the mist. "Foolish mistake." He said and turned his head away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #2d2d2d; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri"&gt;She giggled with delight as the small insignificant demon was slain, deciding it would be best to reveal herself to him, use him for more 'entertainment', eventually manipulating him towards his own death. A devious grin was plastered onto her face as she was engulfed in dark swirling tendrils, eyes leering red. As she moved from shadow to shadow, she only became more excited about her brand new toy, finally appearing right behind him, sending a cold breath down his backside, to make him acknowledge she was there. "Hello..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #800080; FONT-FAMILY: Lucida Console"&gt;Inwardly, he had jumped about a mile into the sky. Damn this chick's breath was COLD! "Goodday Madam. Might I bother you for directions?" He said polietly with a smile on his face. Showing his surprise might just set off this 'woman'. Her power levels were far stronger than what he had come across before, in this world at least. He scolded himself for not checking the area BEFORE he started to &lt;span style="COLOR: #800080; FONT-FAMILY: Lucida Console"&gt;wander about. He kept his gaurd up though, and his deck in hand. Metal clinking sounds were heard as a chain slithered out from inside his inner coat pocket. It was his pendulem, it probebly sensed the threat this woman could turn out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #2d2d2d; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri"&gt;Her voice was as smooth as velvet, laced with cyanide. "I would gladly lend you directions, boy. But seeing how Horrorland shifts every hour on the hour, it would be of no use." She kept her eye fixated on his hands, and that pendulem, hiding her dismay at such ugly things. Her hands behind her back, fingers intertwined as she leaned her hips to one side, shifting her weight, making herself ready to avoid anything he could throw her way in an instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #800080; FONT-FAMILY: Lucida Console"&gt;"Ah, so I DID land in Horrorland. Serves me right for trusting Cy with directions." He said in a happy good natured tone. He held up a hand and let the pendulem slither and wrap around it. "Please excuse Cy. He's a bit wary around stangers." He said petting the chain, he had noticed the subtle shift in the womans posture. She was obviously a seasoned fighter, to ready herself like that. &lt;span style="COLOR: #800080; FONT-FAMILY: Lucida Console"&gt;"Well then M,am, will you kindly show me where the nearest portal is or suitable portaling grounds are? I really mustn't dally here too long." He couldn't help but feel... uneasy with the way the female was staring at him. Like he was some sort of life-sized doll. That thought made him tense the slightest bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #2d2d2d; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri"&gt;She grinned, placing a single digit to her black lips, letting her eyes shift upwards as if she was searching for the answer, when all she was really doing was planning his grim demise. After a long silence of only fourty seconds, she snapped her fingers, letting a out a small chuckle, pleased with herself. Her right hand moved out to pat the chain, showing it she was nothing to be worried about, making herself seem friendly, as far as a demoness could. "Well actually, it is best you don't portal til dawn, when most creatures are away. Witches and sorcerers love to mess with people who portal, screwing up their directions. You think you're teleporting somewhere safe and next thing you know, you're dinner for some werewolves." She laughed at the thought, tilting her head to the side, her goregeous hair falling over her left eye which was glowing eeriely, due to her anticipation. "I can offer you a place to sleep for the night, though you will have to work for your keep, if you don't mind..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #800080; FONT-FAMILY: Lucida Console"&gt;His eyes narrowed. This woman was up to something, he could sense it. Cy shivered and dug deeper into his skin to try and escape this intimidating woman's touch. "Thank you kind lady for the warning and offer. I would be honored to stay with a beauty such as you, but fear I cannot. I am trying to attend to very urgent business, and must not be late. Today is a very important date." &lt;span style="COLOR: #800080; FONT-FAMILY: Lucida Console"&gt;The sky let out a dark rumble as sheets of rain started to pour over the land. "Curses..." He gritted his teeth. His powers didn't work so well in rain, therefore meaning he was stuck in this wretchedly dangerous place in the company of a potentially dangerous woman. "I think I might have to take up your offer it seems..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #2d2d2d; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri"&gt;She retracted her hand back to her side, fixing her stance so she was standing upright, head on straight. A single brow raised at his facial expression, the corner of her lips twitching into a smirk. "You musn't be late? Oh why does that sound so familiar?" She had heard a ragidy, starved, balding rabbit say that, just before she smashed it's skull in, due to the annoyance of hearing him constantly complain. She did not mind him rejecting her offer, knowing he'd come around eventually, thus she did not show any sign of surprise or rejoice when he did. Holding out a hand gloved hand to him, she smiled innocently. "Ah, that is wonderful! It has been such a long time since I've had any company that was worth speaking with." 'Or keeping alive...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #800080; FONT-FAMILY: Lucida Console"&gt;"I must be a lucky man indeed then. Forgive me for my sudden intrusion upon your home. Can we hurry though? I prefer not to get my deck wet." Tucking away said deck, he took the lady's hand catiously. Though he kept the gentle warm smile on his face. "Oh my, how rude of me. I am Ashton, m'lady." He bowed slightly to her. A gypsy he may be, but he still had old-world manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#2d2d2d"&gt;Ah, quit the charmer. I am KoZi. It is a pleasure to meet such a gentlemen, especially around these parts." Tendrils of darkness bursted from the ground, quickly encircling around them, it was hard to breath in darkness though, but with a blink of an eye, they were inside the lobby for the insane asylum, the darkness bursting away with an explosion of sparkles. The walls were rotted and wall paper peeled, blood stained the curtains and floors, skeletons sitting in chairs, strapped down still waiting to be released, an occasional organ strewn here and there. She pouted at the mess, crossing her arms over her chest, sighing. "So sorry if the mess disturbs you, but it just feels so homey to me."&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #800080; FONT-FAMILY: Lucida Console"&gt;"It's quite alright. It does indeed have it's own certin... charm to it. Though if you don't mind me saying. I'd clean up the organs before they attract maggots and roaches." He said in amusement, though was mentally gagging. He'd seen some crazy stuff before, but this was one of the top 50 sights. "You mentioned that I would have to work for my keep earlier. Just how did you intend me to 'work'?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #2d2d2d; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri"&gt;She grinned, a bucket that was made out of barbed wire tightly intertwined with one another and a sponge that was a deep blood red forming in her hands, before she handed it to him. With a single snap of her fingers the bucket filled up with warm crimson liquid, aqquired from a fresh kill that had just happened in the basement. She didn't need to explain what it was, or how she got it. She then patted his head. "I've learned a secret to keeping the nasty insects away.. Just coat all the organs, flesh, and skeletons with this here stuff, three times, and let it dry. Insects aren't attracted to a fresh kill." She patted him on the head, a devious smirk on her face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #800080; FONT-FAMILY: Lucida Console"&gt;"That's quite a uniqe way of doing things. I'm going to assume that my first 'job' here will to uh... how would you say... 'freshen up' the mentioned items?" He raised an eyebrow and looked around the room, mentally figuring out how long it would take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>Badgy~</title>
    <published>2007-11-25T07:35:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-25T07:35:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://michiyopwns.mypersonality.info" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/3/33091.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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    <title>FAKE</title>
    <published>2007-11-22T22:08:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-22T22:08:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fake- &lt;br /&gt;Don’t You Know?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Silly,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You think my love is real?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing is real anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;FAKE.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That’s all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Really it is. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So smile,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You don’t really matter,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I don’t really care.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You don’t belong,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You’re out of place,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Listen to me now,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You’ve sold your soul to be,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What you ‘wanted’ to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m a liar,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m a faker,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m telling the truth,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My soul’s been faded along the road.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cause we’re all just hypocrites.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The one’s closest to you are always the darkest of them all.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>demented4life @ 2007-11-22T11:13:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-22T17:12:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-22T17:43:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="COLOR: #000000; FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma"&gt;Squalo had stayed behind, while Xanxus took the boys home, that included Marmon. As Shamal wanted to talk to him. So there he was, still stuck with watching Dino. He'd stopped poking at his wounds when he felt something hard. It was unclear to him if it was a piece of glass that the hospital missed or just the hardness of the bandage because of the bleeding.If it was a shard of glass, man no &lt;span style="COLOR: #000000; FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma"&gt;wonder it hurt so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #008080; FONT-FAMILY: Book Antiqua"&gt;Xanxus looked at his sulking kids and shook with the effort to keep himself from laughing. Strangly enough the dresses really DID fit the boys to a tee. Shamal sighed and motioned for Squalo to take a seat on the examining table. He put Dino in the storage closet. "Well then. Lets take a look at those wounds, eh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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