“What’s up?” came this angelic voice from behind me. I turned slowly and was face to face with a blue haired angel. He frowned and poked my chest. “Hello...? bạn awake in there...??” he asked, poking me. I blinked and pushed his hand off of me.
“N-not much...the name’s V-Viola...” I blushed and turned back to my tag. It was green with black letters spelling out “VIOLA THE GG”. He looked over my shoulder at the tag. “You’re a good artist. But I’m better. How about this? If ya can make a better picture (we’ll try to paint each other) I’ll tell ya my name and we’ll maybe even start up the GG’s again. But if I win...ya have to be my slave for a day.” I frowned. “A SLAVE?!” I screeched. He laughed. “Take it hoặc leave it, cutie!!” I blushed again.
“YOU’RE ON!!” I yelled, and began to draw him with all my best effort. He started on me. We kept looking at one another, studying each other’s features. When we finished, we studied our pictures. “Well.” We both started, then looked at one another. “Ah; whatever! My name’s Yang. I’m Rhyth’s brother. I’m only telling bạn this because well...I think you’re cute.” He glared at my picture of him. I drew him as angelic as I saw him, with wings sprouting from his back and floating spray cans around him. His picture of me was pretty much the same thing, except he added Beat’s headphones. I gasped.
“W-why’d you...put Beat’s headphone’s...?” I asked. He looked over at me, confused. “Because bạn look like him. Ya must be identical twins hoặc something. Are ya?” I nodded. “Heh. I thought so.”
TO BE CONTINUED...
Beat pushed off of me and sniffled.
"Holy shit; you're crying!" I cried. He glared at me.
"You tell anyone and I'll cú đấm your face in, Corey!" he growled. I raised my hands in to let him know I'm not continuing and he sighed.
"Why did Hayashi only target Yohan, anyway?" he grumbled; walking away from me.
"Because of who his father is." I đã đưa ý kiến softly. He glanced back at me.
"Oh. Right. And bởi getting rid of his heir..." "...it's like stabbing him in the heart. He wouldn't be able to run his empire. As great as an idea that is...Yoyo's our friend. We can't let him die." I smiled weakly at Beat and he nodded.
"Go take care of him." Beat waved goodbye and left. I walked back into the room Yoyo was laying in and I held his hand.
"Hey there, little buddy. Keeping strong I hope?" i chuckled weakly. 'Look at this. I'm talking to someone who is in no condition to respond...' I thought to myself.
"Tryin' ta..."
I jumped and looked at him. He was smiling weakly.
"You're awake!"
"Holy shit; you're crying!" I cried. He glared at me.
"You tell anyone and I'll cú đấm your face in, Corey!" he growled. I raised my hands in to let him know I'm not continuing and he sighed.
"Why did Hayashi only target Yohan, anyway?" he grumbled; walking away from me.
"Because of who his father is." I đã đưa ý kiến softly. He glanced back at me.
"Oh. Right. And bởi getting rid of his heir..." "...it's like stabbing him in the heart. He wouldn't be able to run his empire. As great as an idea that is...Yoyo's our friend. We can't let him die." I smiled weakly at Beat and he nodded.
"Go take care of him." Beat waved goodbye and left. I walked back into the room Yoyo was laying in and I held his hand.
"Hey there, little buddy. Keeping strong I hope?" i chuckled weakly. 'Look at this. I'm talking to someone who is in no condition to respond...' I thought to myself.
"Tryin' ta..."
I jumped and looked at him. He was smiling weakly.
"You're awake!"
Gum and Rhyth left the room silently as I pulled out the shattered bullet. I tried to not think about the fact that this was someone I cared greatly about dying in front of me; but it was nearly impossible. I soon left the room sighing; rubbing my face after removing the gloves.
"So? Is he...?"
I turned to Beat; who looked whiter than snow.
"He's stable. I have to keep an eye on him...just to be sure he'll wake up." I smiled tiredly at him.
"You've been in there for four hours, Corn."
"Operating isn't a fast process, Devon." I patted his shoulder. He sighed and hung his head.
"I know it isn't, Corey...but still...don't bạn think bạn were taking too long...?"
"To make sure that I got rid of everything that is a potential threat? No. Maybe. I don't know!" I rubbed my face again and he hugged me. I blinked.
"Thanks. I know I don't act like I care sometimes; but thanks." Beat whispered; hugging me tightly.
"So? Is he...?"
I turned to Beat; who looked whiter than snow.
"He's stable. I have to keep an eye on him...just to be sure he'll wake up." I smiled tiredly at him.
"You've been in there for four hours, Corn."
"Operating isn't a fast process, Devon." I patted his shoulder. He sighed and hung his head.
"I know it isn't, Corey...but still...don't bạn think bạn were taking too long...?"
"To make sure that I got rid of everything that is a potential threat? No. Maybe. I don't know!" I rubbed my face again and he hugged me. I blinked.
"Thanks. I know I don't act like I care sometimes; but thanks." Beat whispered; hugging me tightly.
