Shibuya, Japan

Mika tilted her head looking at Misaki. She put the plate down and walked over to him, her smile fading. "What's wrong?" she asked tugging on his shirt like a little girl will do. "Why are you crying? Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry..." she said in a weak voice as her hands held onto his shirt.

Misaki smiled brightly and looked at Mika. A few spots on his face were dirty, but he didn't care. He wiped his hands on a hand towel and stood facing her. "It's nothing you did. I'm just..." Misaki struggled for the right words. "... Confused right now. You didn't do anything wrong." Misaki put a hand on her shoulder reassuringly.
He took the pot back and put in on the stove. He put some water and milk and stuff in it and turned the stove on, stirring it slowly.
"Anyway, make yourself at home." He smiled, trying to wipe his face on his sleeve to rid himself of any tears left. "Mi casa es su casa... I think... did I say that right?" He whispered under his breath. He shrugged. If he did, who cared?

Mika giggled, "Yeah.. ok." she said taking a seat on the couch. She pulled her legs up, hugging her knees as she stared at the ground for no reason at all. Mika grabbed the remote, and turned on the tv, but you could tell she wasnt even watching it. With a silently sigh she took a small bite of the sandwhich. It tasted good. Well not much of a surprise since she always liked Misaki's cookings. Her eyes stared at the tv, but her mind was wandering off.

Misaki stirred as he poured the noodles and spicy... stuff... in. The smell slowly filled the room, and Misaki smiled. Something brushed past his leg, and he looked down.
"Mew..." A small gray cat mewed from his leg.
"Oh hey, Silver." Misaki bent down and pet the cat. "I didn't hear you come in." He looked over at his open window. He left it open all the time, and Silver, that cat that Misaki had grown attached to, came and went as she pleased. She was Misaki's first friend once he had died. He walkd over to the fridge and grabbed a can of tuna, sliceing the top off with one of his knives. He set the can down on the floor by the way and Silver walked over and started to eat.
A slow hiss suddenly came from the stove. The stuff in the pot had boiled over.
"Shit, not again!" Misaki immeadeatly pulled the pot off the stove. "Every freaking time..." He mumbled softly. He grabbed a towel and wiped the stove quickly, before it could stick.
Silver walked over to Mika and jumped on the couch, rubbing against her leg. "Mew..." she purred as she layed down by her.

Mika looked down at the cat and smiled. "Hey there.." she said rubbing the cat's head with two fingers. She sighed once more, "You're lucky.. I wish I was some sort of an animal. When you're a dead human.. there's really nothing good about it." she whispered to the cat, her chin resting on her knees. "Maybe.. in the future, things will change.. so that there arent any death." her voice trailed off as she stopped talking, petting the cat.
The fur felt so smoothe on her hands. It helped Mika to relax just a bit, focusing only on the feeling of the cat's soft fur.

Misaki finished making his noodles and poured them into a bowl to let them sit. He brought the bowl to a long, sturdy table and set it down on the side. He went to the closet and pulled out a long metal rod. He glnced at Mika as he passed. "Looks like Silver's taken a likeing to you. He's cute, isn't he?" Misaki put the rod on the table and from the bottom, he pulle out a skinny rod. as he did, the big rod fell into a few hundered sections. He pulled a toolbox from under the table and pulled out a few tools. He set to work on the steel pole, taking a bite from his noodles every few minutes.

Mika nodded still petting the cat. She looked over at Misaki wondering what in the world he was doing, but didnt bother to ask. She probably wont get it anyways. She looked down as she heard the cat purr and close his eyes. Mika smiled at the little creature as she started to fiddle with it's tails. The cat swung his tail side to side as Mika tried touching it. She pulled out a small piece of ham from the sandwhich and gave it to the cat. Silver looked at it for a second before taking a sniff and eatinging.

Misaki poped a small spring into place and tested out the botton on the end. In clicked and release the latch as in was supposed to. Misaki smiled, reveling in his accomplishment. He tried pulling a small hook from the top of the rod down to the bottom. It slid down about halfway before jamming. Misaki's smile dissapeared.
"Thought I had it this time..." He mumbled to himself.
He tried again, this time putting in a small ramp to lead the hook away from the ledge it was catching on. It worked this time, the small hook pulling all the way to the bottom. He clicked the button and the hook shot back to the top, latching. Misaki slid the slimer metal rod back into the larger one through the bottom and skrewed the bottom lid on. Now all that was left was to test it.
He stood up and twirled the long rod around a few times, before stopping. He grabbed it at his side. It was almost as tall as he was. He pulled the hook again all the way to the bottom and the small rod inside retracted, causeing the many sections of the rod fell away from each other. Misaki swung it around a few times. It was like a pair of nunchucks. Only instead of two handles, there were about fifty. They were all connected by a special string. He pressed another button and the rod snapped back straight, latching again so it would come apart.
"I win." He mumbled.

Mika sighed. "Misaki... I really didnt want to ask, but what on Earth are you doing?" she asked turning to face him. She looked at the big pole thing with a hook. Shaking her head she layed down on the couch, putting the cat on her stomach. "Nevermind..." she mumbled when she realize she probably wont be interested in it anyways. Mika's eyes closed as she just listened to the voices coming from the tv.

(I'll just clarify for you here, the hook is about the size of a penny. Its not on the tip, but on he side,near the top. other than that it looks like just a metal pole.)

"Nothing, nothing." Misaki smirked. He snapped his fingers and the pole dissapeared, to be used later. "Silver!" He called. The kitten looked up, and jumped off Mika's lap. He ran over to Misaki, who had layed his handon the ground. Silver climbed up his arm and setted on his shoulder. Misaki walked over and sat next to Mika. Silver jumped off Misaki's shoulder andon Mika's head, settleing himself in a bed make of her hair. Misaki laughed, rubbing behind the cat's ears.
"He's just adorable." He smiled. He layed his head back on he arm of the couch, letting his legs lay across Mika's lap. "Hope you don't mind." He said.

[oh ok (: ]

Mika crossed her arms at the cat but otherwise smiled. She stared down at his legs making a face. "Sure I dont mind.." she mumbled with a roll of her eyes. She brought her hands up and bringing the cat back down. "My head isnt a bed mister." she said playfully. Mika let the cat go on the ground before getting up, pushing Misaki's legs off her, which also made him fall off the couch. "Oops my bad. Hope you dont mind." she said looking over at him. A small grin played on her lips as she skipped into his room.
Mika walked over to the window and looked out. She rested her chin on her arms, letting the wind blow into the room, messing with her hair.

Misaki almost screamed as he fell. Almost. That girl was gonna pay... He glanced at Silver runnig away to go do something. Misaki smirked. He stood up slowly, not making a sound. He was gonna get one hell of a kick for this... but it was worth it. He creeped to his kitchen and pulled a water pistol from on top of his fridge. He picked up the can of tuna left on the ground and pour some of the water in. He creeped up ten feet behind her and shot some of the tuna water onto he skirt. He waited a few seconds, seeing if she noticed. Nope. He sprayed a litte more, then snapped his fingers a few times, catching Silver's attention. Silver walked over slowly to Misaki, but then smlle the tuna water. She walked over to Mika, and jumped up, latching on her skirt and pulling her self up startling Mika. He clawed is way up her back and rested on her shoulder, chewing on it.
Misaki laughed his way back to the couch, laying down again

Mika screamed as the cat jumped up on her. "MISAKI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she yelled angrily. The cat, surprised from the yell jumped off her shoulders and ran off. Mika walked out of the room, stomping. "YOU DAMN IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she growled kicking him on the face. She got in smack in the middle, giving him a nose bleed. "I.HATE.YOU." Mika yelled before storming out the house. People from the apartment poke their heads out the window wondering what was going on. "WHAT YOU LOOKING AT?!" she snapped. With a squeeek they all slammed their doors shut, minding their own business. Mika stomped all the way back to her house, almost breaking the door as she slammed it shut. She walked into the bathroom to take a shower so the smell of tuna was gone. When she was done, she changed into her short pants, and a grey tank top, putting a red hoody over it. Pulling the hood up, she sat on her bed, facing the corner.

Even his nosebleed couldn't stop Misaki from laughing. He stood up and walked into the kitchen, holding a paper towel to his face. He kept laughing for three minutes. Eventually he stopped, just holding the paper towel. He checked it every few minutes to see it he had stopped bleeding, when he finally did, he sat back on his couch. Slowly the excitment left him, and he thought about what he had done. He felt just a little bad. He smiled softly to no one in particular, getting up. He left his apartment slowly, walking down the street. The same people looked out the window at him. Misaki looked up.
"Where'd she go?"
"What did you DO to that girl!?"
"Where." Misaki narrowed his eyes. They all pointed.
Misaki continued to walk. Looking in the direction, she was probably going back to her house. Misaki remembered her showing him once before. He thought about it for a second, then sighed. He remembered the general area, but that as it.
Starting there, he began to run. As he slowed to a stop, he looked at the few houses around. Which one was Mika? Unlike Misaki's house, Mika's house wasn't part of a complex. No one could see her, so he couldn't ask. He sighed.
*snap*
Misaki turned around sharply, catching... the two boys that were harassing Mika earlier? Had they been here?
"Which house is hers?" He asked firmly. The boys trembled. One of them pointed.
Well that certainly was convienient.
"Thank you." Misaki said before running to it.
"And you said no erasers would be here..." One of them mumbled to the other.

Misaki reached the front door, and walked over to window. He looked inside, and sure enough, there was Mika, sitting on her bed quietly. He sat down under the window, wanting her give her a little time to cool off. But his guilt began to eat away at him. Damn it, how come whenever SHE has fun its adorable, but when I do I just get bitched at?
He stood back up and went to the front door. He tried the knob but it was locked. Tsk... typical.
Misaki pulled out a knife. In ten seconds the door was open, not even a scratch on it. He walked in slowly, finding her bedroom and not making a sound. He was good at that. He sat down on the bed, scooping Mika up and hugging her tightly. "I'm sorry." He whispered. "I won't do it again."

[sorry counldnt post for a few days. my internet went down]

Mika wasnt surprised as someone pulled her into a hug. Misaki was always doing that. She looked up at him, the hood covering half her eyes. "And what will you do if I dont forgive you?" she asked tilting her head to the side. "And how the hell did you find my house? I locked it too..." she growled wacking him on the head. "Well whatever. I'm glad you came. I was getting lonely.." she said with a small smile before wrapping her arms around him. "I dont know why... but I need you somewhere close by me." she mumbled quietly. "I wish you were there before I died." she muttered to herself.

"I don't know." Misaki smiled as Mika asked him if she didn't forgive him. "I didn't plan for that. Mostly because I know you will."
Misaki listened to Mika mumbling to herself. He sighed and tightened his hug a little. "It might have something to do with us being partners..." He mumbled softly, "But... hmm." He started to think to himself. Why? Whatever. Who cared. As long as they weren't separated, it didn't matter.
"And we are back to square one." Misaki said, completely ignoring her question about getting into the house. Or finding it for that matter. "Now we have nothing to do again."
He stood up, picking her up and setting her down. "What do you want to do?"
He pulled out a knife from the pouch and twisting it in his hands, waiting for her to answer.

Mika stared up at the ceiling as if the answer was up there. "Ummmm.... I dont know... I'm out of ideas for today." she said, leaning her head against the wall. It was weird since she always thought of something to do. "I can go out and make some trouble if you want." she said playing with the end of her hoody. That woud be easy since she always got herself into trouble. Sometime it was fun seeing Misaki trying to cover up for what she did. Though at the same time, she felt bad. With a silent sigh, Mika got up from the bed. "Alright. Try looking for me. At least we'll have something to do." she said with a small shrug. "Maybe you can find be a minute faster this time." she added as she twirled out of her room. "Just give me... 5 minutes."

"Wait what!?" Misaki snapped to attention as Mika ran out. "Hide and seek? What am I, five?" He mumbled. He waited patiently, though he was frowning. Oh well. He slowly got up an walked outside after the designated time. He walked into the middle of the street and closed his eyes, reaching out with his ears, his strongest sense. The slight footsteps from far away, silence in the bugs in her direction... anything helped. Mika might think she could get away from him, but Misaki knew better. Mika didn't know he was a scout... and an average scout could go anywhere, track anything, and fix anything with a wire coat hanger, a pocket knife, and a roll of duct tape. (All of which he had in his bag)
Misaki was the best. He found the bugs silent in one direction.
"You can run... you can hide... but I WILL find you..." Misaki mumbled with an evil smirk. He tore off in that direction, his hair blowing back he was going so fast.

Mika yawned. She knew Misaki will find her, but it wasnt like she was going to give up so easily. She jumped up on a tree, swinging herself high up. She smiled as a bird flew by and landed on the wires. She too, followed the bird, balancing herself on it. "Cool..." she mumbled to herself as she stretched her arms out. "I would never be doing this if I was alive." she said with a giggle. Mika's feet slipped off the wire as she lost her balance. She felt her body tile side ways, and didnt have time to react. As she fell down, her hands reached up, grabbing a tree branching. Her eyes closed, afriad she'll hit the ground, but found herself hanging on a tree with just one hand. "Close call.." she said to herself before pulling herself up. Mika looked at her hands that was now bleeding. "Ugh..." she growled. She looked around to see Misaki was nowhere near by and continued her little game of hide and seek.

Misaki sniffed. Blood. He smelled blood. No normal person could have even BEGUN to smell it, but still, being dead had its advantages. He din't really smell bood, but the air was different. Not oticeabl by anyone but him. Its smelled sweeter... more metalic... blood. Mika could wait a little bit. He needed to know what was going on. He ran down the street, towards the scent.

Mika looked around as her hands began to feel sticky. Making a face, she walked over to the nearest lake and dunk her hands in. "Ooh.. I'm so sorry for doing this mother nature.." she mumbled thinking how Misaki always worried about them. She then wiped the water on her pants, and looked at it. The blood wouldnt stop. This time, she pulled out a band-aid and placed it on her palms. "There we go.. all good to go." she said proud of herself.

Misaki continued to run to the scent. He came to a tree, and looked up at it. Blood. He closed his eyes and smelled where the blood had went. He ran off in that direction and came to a lake. The trail stopped here... weird. He loked around. No one was there.

Mika looked at the watch. A good 10 minutes had passed. She yawned, and took a seat under a tree. She pulled her knees up and closed her eyes. Pulling out a earphone from her pocket, she listened to some music, tapping her feet silently. Her hair fell over to the side, as she tilted her head, as she observed a pattern on a tree.

Contineing to look around and sniff the air, Misaki found nothing. He sighed. Whatever... back to Mika's game.
...
Damn, now where'd she go?
He'd lost the trail. If he didn't pick it up, he'd lose. And he'd be damned if he lost to Mika. Again. He took out a knife and threw it in there air.In flew unpward and landed point first onto the sidewalk. It stayedlike that for a second before falling on its side. The handel pointed. Misaki picked the knife up, and began to walk in that direction.

Mika sighed and watched the time go by. "Geesh Misaki sucks at this." she complained. "Maybe next time he should hide and I should find him.. but someone like me will be distracted too easily." she said giggling at herself. Stretching, Mika got up, dusting herself off. Humming lowly, she skipped in and out of the trees, twirling around. Looking at the sky, and not looking where she was going, Mika bumped her head on the tree.