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 )

"Compared to Rutard you are," she pointed out. "And so you're staying here for the night to escape from the assfaces outside? Makes sense... want me to take you back to where you came from tomorrow?"

Mammon shook his head, a slight smirk curling onto his lips.

"Nah, my roommate will probablycall me in the morning." He stated nonchalantly, imagining how freaked out she was acting right now. He nearly leaned on Haru to as he did this, realizing though he wasn't the wall. Whoops...

"Roommate? You're gonna make your roommate come to beauport?!" Sakura yelled. "Not cool, dude," Haru added.

Mammon flinched at their somewhat harsh tones. Jeez, you'd thnk he'd just announced he was going to commit homocide or something.

"Relax, she really wouldn't care. My roommate would drive half way around the world for me, honestly. I don't see what the big deal is. She's a god girl." He stated, almost as an after thought, to Sakura and Haru. It's true, she was sweet...enough so as to give him a cavity.

"...well, if you care about her like that, why bring her here?" Sakura frowned. "It's not a good place here," Haru nodded silently in agreement, and went over to close the window. "If you care about someone.. you never bring them to beauport..."

Mammon narrowed his azure eyes from within the darkness shrouding his eyes and pulled a bit roughly on his hair, like he did when he was unsure of something.

"Wh..who said I cared about her. She's my roommate yes but she can make her own decisions. If she chooses to come out here then that's what she does. I won't directly ask her." Mammon explained, avoiding the accusing gaze he was recieving from Sakura. Okay...so maybe he did care. But like hell Mammon was going to admit that to anyone.

"That's cold, dude," "Let's just hope she doesn't get splattered all over the street," Sakura sighed, rubbing the back of her head. "Ruhi, you need to clean this place up! It's disgusting!" Sakura groaned, walking around the living room. "Really, if you and your one-night-whores are gonna be so messy,then don't bring them to the apartment! Do it somewhere else!"

Mammon was just contemplating what Sakura had meant about his roommate being splattered on the street before hearing what she complained about next and choking on his saliva. He looked at Haru in disbelief.

"Your what?!" He asked incredulously, rubbing his throat soothingly. Then again, he figured that mysterious white substance in the bathroom had to be something.

"Well, so-rry, princess, but what happens in my bedroom is none of your-" "Half the time it isn't even in your bedroom!" she protested. "Really, that's disgusting," she shook her head. "God knows how many STDs you have!" "Uh, none, Fernando always gives me meds when I get something!" "Well you could have AIDS!" "Fernando said I didn't," they went back and forth like that for a good fifteen minutes.

( I love sibling fights.)

 

Mammon sighed, rubbing the side of his temples. He really was just to exhausted to care anymore, at least at the moment. With ease he flopped down onto the couch, laying on his back.

"Quiet!" Mammon ordered sharply, pulling his hod over his face more.

(xDDD who doesn't?)

 

"Nonononono! Don't sit on that!" Haru shouted fretfully, ripping Mammon off the couch. Sakura just stood there, looking over annoyed. "Why didn't you warn him first, or something?" she asked, rubbing the upper bridge of her nose. Haru shot her a dirty look. "The couch... um... isn't too clean..."

(The siblings doing the fighting )

 

Mammon gave a strangled yelp as he made impact from the floor and curled up, quivering from Haru's sudden action.

"What? Why?!" He demanded, his voice slightly muffled by the hood hewas clutching ever so closely to his cover his face. Apparently it wasn't attatched to the shirt he was wearing. "You told me to sleep there!"

(this is true >>)

 

"Well, yeah, but I was gonna at least flip the pillows over first, or something...!" "Haruhi Smithson, you are disgusting," Sakura rolled her eyes. "Shut up!" Ru snapped, throwing a pillow at his sister. "What I do in my apartment is none of your business!"

Mammon rolked his eyes, shuddering, and pulled on his hood. Huriedly, he whipped out his cell phone and scrolled through the contacts list until he came across the one labelled 'Kat'.

"This is too much, I'm calling my rommate." At 10:00 pm? In a bad neighborhood?! Oh, Mammon, tsk tsk.

"No!!" both siblings shouted at the same time. "Oh god, don't drag her over here! Wait till morning so I can take you home!" the girl insisted. "No one should come to Beauport if they don't have to! Don't you care about her safety?" she dragged Mammon into the other room, leaving Haru by himself. "Look, you are so firetrucking lucky that Ru saved you. It was a one-in-a-million chance... if he weren't there, you would have been raped to death by now, you understand? Unless you want your roommate to end up like that, I suggest you let me take you back tomorrow,"

Mammon blinked, feeling slightly guilty as his thumb stayed over the green call button. Raped to death..?

"I..." Kat didn't deserve that, she was also likely to be a victim, knowing how innocent she was. "F-fine..." He shoved his hands in his pockets, looking away with a soft flush on his cheek. Never, he'd never admit he cared, for anyone. "But only because she'd probably get lost or crash into her tree because of her excitement to help. She's...just a moron." Mammon mumbled, turning back to the living room.

Haru was staring out the window again, with that endless gaze outside. It was lightly raining outside, so the tip of Haru's nose got wet, but he was pretty much dry otherwise. "Alright, boys, I'm heading out. Neither of you leave the apartment. I'll be back tomorrow morning to bring Stubby home," and with that, she left the apartment.

Mamon sighed, giving up on his name and leaned on the window sill with Haru. He looked up at the blond, poking his cheek gently.

"Mu?What's with you and your spacing?"

"I wonder..." he trailed off, before pulling his head back into the room."You said you were tired, right?" he asked suddenly himself again. "Lemme flip the pillows," he went over and flipped the cushions on the couch, regaining that spaced-out look in his eyes again. Maybe this stubby kid could tell him what it was like out there...

Mammon paused, figuring out what he meant, before nodding.

"Oh...yeah." He followed Haru, sitting on the couch. Looking up at the blond he thought. Haru was acting like another person again.

"What do you want to know?" Mammon asked hesitantly.

"Things I'm not supposed to find out myself," he said simply, walking towards his bedroom. Oh, if only if only. He wanted to see what's out there just once, even for a brief second. But he wasn't allowed out of Beauport. Not now, not ever.

Mammon gulped, leaning into the couch gently. He failed horribly at conversations and talking him. He tried to think of something but...life was a bitch.

"Like what?" Was the best thing he could think off. Ha, fail..

"Like... what it's like out there..." he stood there for a while, before walking into his bedroom and closing the door. He crashed on his bed (well, more like a pillow and a mattress) and fell asleep immediately. He was all worn out.

Mammon stayed up for a while before doing the same.

???

Blood. Screaming. Gunshots. Little Mammon kept running but it wouldn't stop. It was everywhere. They where everywhere. His mother fell, his father laughed, his brother...was gone. Mammon screamed, high pitched and his father was charging and he couldn't escape and-

 

-and he woke up on the bed covered in a sheet of cold sweat. Mamon looked around, seeing Haru's apartment and he noticed tears streaming down his face.

The apartment was pretty empty and quiet. Haru was still passed out in his room, and nothing was really happening other than him sleeping, and predicting in his dreams what it was like outside of Beauport.