Rin had fun searching the house, finding odd things here and there. The living room seemed to be the biggest part of the house though. Other than the kitchen, living room and bedroom, there was a small bathroom and some odd other door that she thought was creepy and stayed away from. It was a pretty small house all together. She didn't mind staying there for then, it had everything they really needed anyways.

When she ventured back out to the living room, she noticed Dan laying on the couch, head phones on. Typical him. Being quite bored herself, she decided to have a bit of fun.

Crouching down, she got ready to leap. A sly smile spread on her lips as she looked at her 'prey'. Counting down from three in her head, she readied herself for her little attack. When the countdown was done, she lifted herself and pounced over the ledge of the couch and landed on Damien. "Attack!" she laughed. Soon she was losing her balance though. Tipping over, she was sure to land on the floor.

“Got you. As punishment for jumping on me, you'll be forced to stay here on the couch with me." Dan laughed as he enclosed his arms around her.

"I'm a prisoner, hm?" she laughed. not that she minded much. The girl just got comfortable, laying with Dan.

“So, how was your tour? Found anything fun, weird or just... normal?” he asked when they had settled down.

"Aha, well I suppose you could say that. Some old mens boxers just hanging out on the shower rod, creepy old dolls, a cool music box, the like." She smiled at him. "Hm, what else? Oh yeah, the bedroom Kouta's in looks like it hadn't been used much even before the eruption. Which is weird because the fridge had been stocked. I did see another door but I didn't go in because it gave me the creeps. I have some odd feeling something in there died resentley." She frowned. It would explain where the owner to the house was. "This house is pretty set though. Small, but it has what we need. I wouldn't mind staying a bit longer."

Yawning, she snuggled into his chest. Looking up at him though, she gave him a wink. "Don't mind me taking a nap here, do you?"

Fuu took in the pair's silence with her own. An old prayer song came to mind, something to help settle what would probably be numerous restless spirits. Child spirits. But the caw of carrion birds overhead, and the shuffling of what felt like Omi, probably examining the bodies came to her ears--and she felt it was not the time.

"The rest of them must already be buried under the debris." Omi said in a grim tone. Sorrow permeated the air around them--but the smell of rot grew no worse. The cold breeze saw to that. It felt as if the breeze had encircled herself and the two men, sending them fresh air. How strange. But Fuu did not want to linger here amongst the sleeping dead. And was sure neither did the other two. So, she pressed ahead, listening as the two followed cautiously.

Fuu was careful to avoid stepping on "graves" so to speak. There was a sense about dead bodies that she was mainly able to avoid--with some aide from the voice. Gently, it guided her to the building. Fuu gingerly stuck out a burnt hand, pressing it against a cool metal handle. With both hands she pulled, dragging aside debris with the opening door. Stale air hit her face as she managed to slip through the opening. Somewhere, a pipe leaked, dripping down the hall--but otherwise, an eerie stillness filled her ears. A shiver ran down her spine.

"Come on...it seems safe...and empty.." The word empty seemed to echo in the vacant halls. And Fuu felt herself grow sad, knowing these halls had once been filled with voices, laughter..maybe even song. Fuu had to clasp her hands tightly around her metal pole to keep them from trembling. She swallowed, dryly. "At least...it seems safe for now...maybe we can rest here a bit..."

She heard a gasp and looked up. It took a few minutes to clear her blurry eyes, but when she did she noticed Dan looking down at her.

“Hm, what's up? What's wrong?” She asked, looking around for anything out of the ordinary. “Do I have something on my face?” She lifted her hand up and laid it on her cheek.

You fool, it's nothing like that. He is obviously smarter than you.A cold chill ran through her body at the cold echo of a voice in her head. You will understand some day. Until then, think about what I've given you. Don't be an idiot. Rin could feel something burning inside of her chest. Wincing, she thought of what the voice said. 'What I've given you'? You've given me nothing but a damn headache! Go away would you? She yelled in her head. Once she had been able to believe her thoughts were her own, but now? She really had no clue what was going on.

At least she got what she wanted, the voice didn't say a word. Not then at least.

"It's fine that your not exactly feeling normal right now. I sure as hell aren't." she mumbled, thinking back on what that womans voice had said. Dan was smarter then her, hm? Did that mean he knew something? Of course not, that would be silly. Her mind was playing tricks on her for sure. Nothing out of the ordinary. "But yeah, a plan might be smart. The thing is how to go about it... I'm sure as hell none of us knows how to fly a plane out of Japan and cars won't be the easiest thing to drive at the moment with all the debris." She sighed. "If only we could hop over rainbows or something cool like that."

Sometimes Rin wished she lived in some sort of fairy tail, where a prince come find her, riding a dragon and would sweep her off her feet. As she grew she decided that most princes were pompus and arrogant and that she would rather live with the dragon. Times like these weren't times to fantasize though, it was time to be serious. Why the world chose her, one of the least serious people in the history of least serious people, was beyond her.

Fate had it's way of tricking people and louring them into traps. Rin just didn't know if this was a trap, or if things would turn out all right.

"I don't think anyones coming for us soon either, but what else can we do? Who knows whats happening in the rest of the world? I'm telling you, I think the whole world had just turned their backs against us Japanese. Damn them." she huffed light-hearted.

“It is odd though... really. But hey, who knows. Maybe this is al just a dream. And I'll probably just wake up in a few hours, wondering what the hell I dreamt about.” He had shrugged and sighed.

Rin frowned, what if it was a dream? What if she woke up in her old bed at the Shrine? What if she woke up and Dan wasn't there? What if Dan wasn't real?! A figment of her imagination, bu really... Who would think up someone so amazing? Was that possible? So many questions romed through her head and she felt like going to grab more headache medicine. She didn't though, she stayed curled up with Dan.

"Don't say that... It means I wouldn't have met you. I mean, what If your all made up? You seem real enough to me." She hid her face in his chest and mumbled, "I want you ro be real."

She truely did, even if they were just friends for the rest of their lives. Rin at least wanted to know him. She barely knew much about him, had only met him a while ago and she had already started to like him in a more romantic way. The world had gone crazy on her.

Fuzzy minds. The both of them had them. Rin wasn't sure if it was for the same reason though. She was confused over what the voice in her meant. She wanted to know what the voice was exactly. The girl wanted to help Dan through whatever he was going through, but she was too hesitant to ask. Lastly, she wanted to show Dan what would happen when she touched water, but she had a feeling he would be freaked out.

“Damien, I... I don't know how long we're going to be here, or if help will ever come. Even if this is a dream. But... Can you promise that you will try and remember me when things are over?” She asked, looking him in the eyes.

She would deffinitely remember him.

"Well, I couldn't even think about forgeting you. Your the man who led me to safety, has stuck with me even though I'm odd and hell, I could never forget how aweful you are at peeling oranges." She laughed down at Damien. "And hey, if you want, I can always give you another hit to the head to make you remember me some more." Sarcasm was always fun to use around the male because she knew he could back it up if he so wanted.

She gave him a kiss on the cheek and a wink.

Considering the fact that she was being held 'hostage' by Dan, she would have fun with it. No point in being shy when it wouldn't help her with anything. Rush head first, what she always did.