This is a 1x1 RP with the wonderful Laynie and the amazing Zexion/Ienzo! No one can post in here OTHER then us. If you want to give feedback simply message us. I'll start us off. (Yes I know I'm not using an OC, go suck it if you have a problem with it )

 

 

Mammon sighed, walking around the town with his hands in his pockets. After taking a short-cut from his college to get back home he ended up getting lost. And he had a feeling he didn't want to be here...

 

(Starting off RP's isn't my strongest point, don't kill me )

Mammon snapped his eyes open, immedietly looking at the bundle. It...no Rachel...she wouldn't....

"I-is that....is that a baby?!"

"Sure is," Sakura nodded. A tiny baby with the same blue eyes. "The blanket says 'KazeAi' on it. That must be her name," she sighed, hugging the baby to her chest. "I'll take care of it. You two are helping though," "Right. And Mammon," Haru called him Mammon. This was srs bsns. "What the hell are you doing out of the apartment?"

Mammon gulped, avoiding Haru's accusing gaze. What was he supposed to tell hiM? That he was afraid Haru left him? Noooo.

"I was...er-like I said, exploring." He lied, knowing full well he wasn't fooling anybody.

"Exploring?! You could have died, dumbass!" the blonde whacked the boy upside the head. "firetruckin' dumb shit. We're going back to the apartment, all of us," he started to walk towards the building. Sakura trotted after him, holding her little sister tight.

Mammon watched them go and after a moment, whispered 'sorry' before following, treading a little bit behind them. He looked at Sakura for a moment before shaking the back of his head. She was taking a lot of responsability...

"Mammon," she turned to the boy. "Will you help us? Since you live out there, and all, you might be able to score decent things we could use to take care of her," she bit her lip. "Yeah, like baby food and shit..." Haru mused.

Mammon nodded.

"Yeah. I'll call Kat, she still has a bunch of baby stuff from..." He paused. "I'll get stuff." Mammon said, looking at the baby. She was...adorable.

"Thank you," Sakura giggled. The baby was sleeping in her arms. It had a little blonde hair and chubby arms, and she was wearing a pink onsie. They all walked up the stairs to get to the apartment. "Where's she staying?" "Well, either with me or with yo-" "With you," "Thanks, Haru,"

Mammon sighed, flopping down onto the couch. He stuffed his face into a pillow, stiffling a yawn.

"Whatever you do, don't argue."

"I'll head out. It's not good to walk around wiht a baby. Later, boys," she walked out of the apartment. "At this point, I'm not surprised by any of this," Haru yawned. "When do you think you can go back home?"

Mammon looked up, raising an eyebrow cooly.

"What? Ready to get rid of me so soon?" He said smoothly, swinging his legs back and forth behind him, almost playfully. He internally sighed. It had been so long since he had shot someone with a sarcastic comment.

"No, I just need to know how much food to steal," He looked at Mammon like he was from outer space. Haru was too stupid to know how to use sarcasm properly. "Why would I kill you?" Get rid of = kill in Beauport.

Mammon sweatdropped, shaking his head in disbelief.

"I meant, do you want me to leave so soon?"

"No, you can leave whenever you want. I just needed to know how much food," he repeated, letting out a frustrated sigh. "It's a simple question,"

"I don't care, I hardly eat anyway." Mammon replied, matching his tone of irritation. "Get whatever food you need."

"I personally eat a lot. Like, three or so times a week," he said proudly. "But if you don't eat that much, you can eat once a week or something. I know a good place to get food from," Haru ran a hand through his now soft hair after the whole situation with the mess on the couch.

Mammon shook his head, closing his eyes half way lazily.

"I eat only once every two weeks." He admitted, holding his cheek with his palm.

"That's nice. I'm gonna go take a nap," he stretched his arms out and walked towards his bedroom. "Don't leave the apartment, because if the people out there don't beat you, I will," he said, before closing the door to his bedroom. He was exhausted from all the running around and craziness. Plus, his mother was alive. Who knew?

Mammon watched as Haru walked into room. As he closed the door he hugged himself, burrying his face in his arms. He didn't quite have the heart to ask Kat for his unborn brother's things. A quiet sob broke itself from his throat. His younger brother...

"Don't think I can't hear you," Haru called from his bedroom. He stepped out of it and walked over to the couch. "What's up? Did something happen?" Haru had two motives behind asking Mammon what was wrong: 1. He was curious and 7. Because he wanted to take a nap. Now, I say 7, because Haru is special.

Mammon bit his lip. Haru was just like his roommate. He had inhuman hearing...He hardly looked up at Haru but he did let a few tears slipped down. Mammon fell to his side, leaning in Haru's lap as he cried. Words couldn't escape him.

 

(7, really I slept with the Haru plushy last night and the previous ^^')

"Or you could just cry in my lap and not tell me why," he sighed. But he didn't push Mammon away. Sometimes people just needed a shoulder to cry on. Or, in this case, a pair of legs. "Y'know, sometimes it's better to tell someone then to keep it to yourself,"

 

(nice ! Call meeee I need to talk to you)

(But...but...there's a marathon of Nabari no Ou on right now on FUNi!!!)

 

Mammon whimpered a small 'I know' but didn't explain anything. He gripped his cloak tightly, the warm liquid still spilling out of his eyes. "I-it's just..." He burried his face in Haru's waist. "My brother..."

(Dork. Call me when you can )

 

"Your brother? What about him?" he blinked, noticing how shaky Mammon was getting. He learned something: Mammon's brother was a touchy subject. He gently gave Mammon a small pat on the back.

(Lol...it ends at, like, 10:00 )

 

Mammon leaned in close to the touch, sniffling.

"I...he's dead. And tgat stuff I'm giving you...w-was his!" He sobbed. He hated feeling vulnerable like this...