Laynie

(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.

"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)

"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.

"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?

"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.

"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,"

"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.

"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?"

"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," 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.

"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.

"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?"

They all walked in silence back to the alley way where Rachel was before. She stepped into it and sat in her previous spot before pulling a brick out of the wall. She took out what looked to be a bundle of blankets and handed it to Sakura. "I'll see you guys around," and with that, the mother turned around and headed for the Beauport gate. The blankets started crying...

"Yes," Rachel smiled at Mammon. "A present. But it's back in the alley, so we have to go," she turned around and walked out the door. Haru stood up and hopped the stage, before grabbing Mammon by the shoulder and dragging him out. Sakura followed behind silently.

"You didn't do anything, Stubby," she rolled her eyes. "Stop glaring," Sakura whispered to her brother. He listened and turned his glare towards his mother. "I kinda figured you'd be pissed..." the blonde woman sighed. "Oh well. I won't be here for long anyway, I just came cus I have a present for ya,"

"Like hell you are!" He yelled. "Relaaax, Ru-Ru, he's a good boy!" Rachel smiled. "Why did you lead me on, Mom? Why didn't you tell me that you were alive?" Haru asked. "Becaaaause, I had to get out of the region," "So you coulda taken us with you!" "It woulda caused suspicion," she groaned. "Look, I'm here, and you're all... grown up and what not, so it's too late,"

"Look what I found~" the woman sang. She had a very beautiful, alto voice. She took Mammon's hand and dragged him over. "The firetruck are you ding here, Stubby!?" Haru yelled. "Holy shit, your voice got deeeep," Rachel noticed.

She wasn't too far away. She was standing right behind the last row of seats that were busted and broken, a dull brown instead of a bright red. Her eyes were locked on the two people sitting on stage- Haru and Sakura. Ru was sitting pretzel leg and Sakura had her knees to her chin. They stared at Rachel. Rachel stared at them.

"There," she stopped and pointed to the most run down, half destroyed building. "That's the old theater. Let's move, Stubby," Rachel walked towards the door and pushed it open, before vanishing inside of the run-down structure.

"Naw, but I know he's here. Trust me," she threw some curls behind her back. "Let's move, Stubby," The woman started walking deeper into the darker area of the city. "I know he's here. His sister's here too," Rachel's eyes searched the area completely.

(I understand that completely, but try talking about some other stuff too ) "I dunno, he was an easy outlet. Then once he could finally talk, all he wanted to do was 'meet Daddy'. So I took him to New York, and the man beat the livin' crap outta him. I was too drunk to notice most of the time, but his sister took good care of him. And I see that she still is,"

(it's just that there's more to life than Anime ^^; ) "Ha, no. I was a stupid drunken whore. I slept with the man, and then Sakura was born. I told him that I didn't want her, so he solves his problems by drugging me, raping me and taking my daughter away. Then I had my son, and things just went down hill. I sorta always took it out on him,"

(...I never said that o_o but good plan. Are you okay with that?) "Naw, I didn't play there. But I did perform. Back before this town became a dump and a half, I was actually a famous stage actress. Well, famous to these parts anyhow. I met their Dad the night of a show, and he met me backstage. My life went downhill from there, and so did this town,"

(What did Chelsea tell you? o_o) "Hm, does he? I just remember he was blonde. I know his sister looks like their Dad, though. Short with brown hair," she rolled her eyes. "But neither of them have brown eyes. Didya know that there used to be a famous musical theater here about twenty or so years ago?"

(Lunch) "I'm coming too. I wanna see'im," she walked next to the boy. "Plus, don'cha know about Beauport? You'll get your ass kicked walking around by yourself like that. It'd be cruel if I let you walk into a gang of rapists,"