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Upon hearing another voice, Gin looked up with a smile. "Oh~ good afternoon Takishi-kun. Hiro-kun is being mean again." the man complained.
"Get out of here... you're irritating me.. especially the way you're acting." Hiroshi warned through gritted teeth. Did this thirty-two year old man always have to act so childish? It sent weird chills down his back.

Ignoring Hiroshi, Gin answered Takishi's question instead. "The girl? ... AH CRAP!" he yelled getting up. "I have to go pick her up. Hm... we should be here in about an hour. Bye, bye~" he said waving as the two before walking out.

As soon as Gin was out the door, Hiroshi sat up. "Pack your things.. we're moving. One hour is more than enough."

"I heard that..." Gin replied, poking his head back in through the door. "Takishi-kun, if you would please be kind enough.. tie Hiroshi to a chair or something." With a yelp, he closed the door, just in time for a third pillow to fly across the room.

With a dreadful sigh, Hiroshi buried his face into the cushion of the couch.

Whistling delightfully, Gin got into his car. "Now lets see... what was the address?" he muttered to himself as he looked through a pile of junk, and finally finding a piece of paper. "Aha." He started the engine, and drove off. In about twenty minutes, he came across a rich looking house. Tapping his finger on the steering wheel, he pulled his car to a stop. "I wonder if this is the right place.."