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_ Before this story starts, I would like to thank my READERS! You guys keep me going! ^_^. If it wasn't for them, this story wouldn't have happened. Also, all characters here are copyright of Eurasia21xx and my friends. Such as Kayla and Steve from Vicious Disco and Koi Fisher to Koi Fisher. Things used from the game "Legend of Dragoon" is copyrighted SCEI so I don't take credit from those things. Also, do not use my own copyrighted things in your stories without consulting me first. Takes alot to make this stuff up so keep that in mind and enjoy. Also, if you're not old enough to be reading this, grow up first and come back. I'm not responsible for what you are about to read. _

Eurasia...your heart...it's in pieces. I hope you don't end up hating us...dragon law..is considered the absolute. Even I am not immune to them...but...you...

**Date: November 26th

Location: Outskirts of Nature's Valley, The Grave Canyon

Time: 1:23 pm**

Down at the bottom of the Grave Canyon, Fyre still made her presence known. She was intent on making sure no one would dare come down, considering her larger than life size compared to anyone on the planet would be too much of a threat. Though on her mind was the dragoon she had an eye for, having watched him get stronger while training with the two dragonesses who already had eyes on him, "Mmmm...Eura...you're quite the dragoon. One of the few who dared to take the training for dragons. Oh I wish I could've seen more, but this blasted Virage Soul Gem...", she muttered to herself, grumbling as she had been thinking of the proper way to dispose of it.

What it was comprised of was the problem itself, though she had been distracted in watching the dragoon of fire train. But lately her mind link to Michael had been making her feel a little uneasy, detecting high amounts of stress and uncertainty. However what made her really clench was a sudden rush of pain, mental pain coming from the human which made her gasp in shock. Quickly she focused on contacting him, needing to know what caused it, "Eura!? Eurasia!?", she shouted, not getting anything until she noticed a little speck of light blink on her muzzle. As her eyes focused, she saw a little speck, one that belonged to human she had been worried.

"F-Fyre...sorry to bother...can I talk to you for a second?....", he uttered, his tone of voice sounding like he was badly injured. She remained still as to not throw him off, now seeing that he was covered in blood from head to toe, "Eura?! What happened! Let me heal your wounds!", she responded back mentally, raising her massive hand and preparing a healing spell. Michael panted as everything was a little blurry for him, but he knew that she would probably try to heal his wounds, which was something he did not want.

"WAIT! FYRE! Don't!...Please...", he shouted, startling her and falling over from her sudden twitch. She did as she was told and lowered her hand, worried to the bone over what was causing his bizarre behavior, but also his wounds. The human rubbed his head, feeling the blood still dripping out but drying up finally, "Fyre...is it true that two dragons must fight...over one who they both want as a mate?", he asked, getting her to raise an eye-ridge. Such a question was out of the blue, but it helped her understand immediately what may have caused it.

She breathed in deeply, the massive amount of air exiting her nostrils sounding quite loudly to the human standing on the tip of her snout, "...you're hurt. And asking such a question without concern for yourself...something must have happened between Shyranrya and Rizan over you....Hmmm....well yes. Two dragons, male or female, cannot have the same mate. It was made law by the creators themselves, but...I'm surprised. Rizan and Shyranrya seemed to have adopted human ways of doing things. It makes no sense that they would--oh no...did one of them?....", she said thinking of the worse possible scenario.

Michael shook his head and sat right down, crying lightly with tears going down his face, "N-Noo....I stopped...them...but...it's all my fault Fyre! They were...going to kill each other over...me!...and Rizan's parents...tried to stop me!...How could anyone do that!? Let their child fight her best friend...?!", he asked, crying loudly now as he was filled with so much sadness. It was now that she could feel the negative emotions in his heart, thinking that she should try and comfort him in some way. She wrapped him in a magical bubble and proceeded to shrink herself down, doing so in the blink of an eye.

The massive dragoness went from her macro size of 3000 ft from head to tail to a mere 20 feet long dragoness. Her presence felt unchanged however, as Michael appeared in front of her. She picked up the human and hugged him close to her chest, his sobbing slowing down slightly, "Eurasia..its...not your fault. Dragons...have very complicated laws. Not all of them are what all dragons view as "right" but...most follow them only because "they" made those laws.", she explained, leaning her head down and licking at the blood on his head.

"I can't believe anyone would...allow two friends to kill each other..just for that...", he cried as more tears, Fyre rubbing his back gently but being careful of the wounds all over him. She had seen many dragons kill each other just for the sake of having a mate who would give a healthy batch of hatchlings, from two strangers to family battling for the claw of a lovely female or a delicious male. She didn't seem to care at the time, as it was just how things were, but seeing this human who believes it is wrong made her consider if she should've stopped anyone instead of idly ignoring it. He had preferred their friendship over everything, going as far as to oppose the parents of the one fighting which she now knew where his wounds came from as she caressed him.

Her hands were feeling how badly injured he was, feeling a large amount of cuts all over his body, and how soaked his clothing was. She couldn't hold herself from not healing him, lifting a hand once more before he quickly grabbed her wrist, "Fyre...please....I know you care...but I can't let you do that. This is my fault...the laws said that they had to fight for right of being my mate. I'm not worthy of being even their friends from how I even allowed them to do that. These wounds...I have to have them heal on their own. To carry the burden of what I did to my two special friends...", he explained, looking more worried now as he denied her once more the chance to help him.

But she knew that he was doing what he felt was right, even if it was too rough on him. What happened, was not for him to blame himself in the least. His heart was shattered at the moment from how hard he took this, and it would take some time to heal, "I still say that you're too hard on yourself....but I understand. You are the dragoon of fire. I trust you, my partner, that you know what you're doing. I would like it if you were to stay here, but...would you prefer it if you had time on your own?", she offered, knowing that if she were to baby him, it wouldn't help him much.

Michael was silent for a moment, unsure where to go until he got an idea. He then nodded and moved up to hug the dragoness by her long neck, getting a surprised murr out of her in response, "I...know a place. Before I went there, I wanted to talk to you first....you told me that I could come to you for anything. But...can I stay with you a little longer? Just a little while longer....", he asked, getting a nod from her. As if he had to ask, wanting to take care of the dragoon was something she had in her mind from the start. The two hugged and remained close until after an hour or so, the dragoon went on his way, promising to be back when he felt better to continue his goal on defeating N.D.

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That's the great thing about intelligence. It's how the saying goes, it's not the size that matters, but how you use it, which requires a brain to use it properly. I'm going to milk him for all he's worth for just coming over for "business" reasons only. Make him regret not visiting more, but it may do the opposite. Hehe

**Date: December 1st

Location: Basement of the Heat Season Inn, Hydion

Time: 6:08 pm**

In the metal halls of the scientist Jack, everything was dead silent. The machines were in sleep mode and no work was being done in the lab. The locked door leading to Jack's room kept the grunting and moaning of hir and hir partner inside the room. Jack was tied by her wrists once more, though shi had hir body turned back at him this time and Abu had his hands locked on hir rump, "I swear...Nngh...sometimes I wonder...if you're the real authority on sex...", he commented, pulling himself back and out of hir with the dirtiest sounding moist exit from hir slit as shi panted in delight.

Hir fur was quite drenched in sweat, and hir tail was swishing happily with her uterus full of the seed worthy to impregnate hir if she wanted. Though shi was very careful with that, and took the proper procautions to ensure that it wasn't allowed on hir watch, "Mmm...of course I am. You still have some things to learn...but..MMmmm...you're quite good. Not many can last for as long as you could and give out so much...", shi responded, ripping hirself free using hir strength and turning around to lay on hir back to rest up. Abu brushed his hair back with his hands to keep it in place, the sweat making it unrulely which was something he disliked.

His silver eyes looked at hir and chuckled, admitting that sex wasn't his strongest subject, "Well I'll accept that. I don't exactly have the time to study...I'm constantly under watch. Hell even now, it's a big risk being here. I'm just lucky I asked for complete privacy before hand or taking this 5 hour break from my inventing would've been impossible.", he said with a yawn, getting a hug from his partner who was rather sticky with their combined juices. Jack was glad to have the company of someone after awhile, even though he wasn't the type to stick around too long due to the fact he "sneaks" out to spend a little time with hir.

"Speaking of that, I have what you need too. It was tough after yesterday when you drained me about half and left my butt rather sore but the blueprints for your improved Scrambler are ready.", shi said while licking his cheek with hir blue forked tongue, making him shake a little and turn away while putting on his glasses. It was cute that he was quite shy, a trait shi enjoyed to exploit every now and then, "T-thanks. The fact that you did it in two weeks still astounds me. Took me longer to even make the damn thing...oh before I forget. I need your opinion...what do you think about the Zoan Gene? A flawed combination between two parents...You think it can be cured? ", he asked, Jack tiling hir head and looking down in thought.

Hir hand moved between his legs and grabbed his softening member, making him shudder as that wasn't the answer he expected, "That's...a question out of left field Abu. I'd have to do more research on it, but from what I read in books...its impossible. If he was born a zoan, you can't simply fix what isn't broken. He is what he is...", shi said while squeezing him, feeling him thickening up once more. He shook a little more, taking note on what shi was saying. Everything he knew about zoans were negative and ended up in the deaths of thousands, simply from the power they possessed.

Michael's was threatening enough to make Abu worry, as he spent alot of his time looking for a way to lock that Zoan away for good, "Nnngh....I tried...sealing it years ago....but it's grown too strong...I'm unsure...what could keep it at bay anymore..", he said while shaking with pleasure, the pain of being sensitive only served to bring more delight. Jack was unsure on how to approach this, feeling a little offended by how hir partner thought on handling it, "Let me put like this sweety...I was born a herm...but I was hated all over for it. Everyone wanted to "fix" my problem...however. There is no problem with me. I was born how I was, and I'm not ashamed of it. The problem is everyone around...they're ignorant. You don't have faith in your friend?", shi asked while squeezing hard, to the point where shi could see his hands trembling and his moaning being deeper and more drawn out.

Abu had experienced the power of the zoan first hand, even though he knew what had happened was not Michael's fault, "Nnngh!....Gah....you're...terrible...errm...I...just don't want to...experience a worse case..scenario. A back up plan..in case he...can't control it...", he said while moaning softly, Jack understanding now what he wanted. Shi glanced at the time on hir wall, being a holographic 24:00 clock which read 18:14. The time had flew, remembering that they started at about twelve, one o'clock pm with light foreplay, and spanking.

Jack let him go and licked hir hand clean, taking hir time with hir blue forked tongue to lap up the remaining juices shi left on him. Abu turned away and tried not to blush, fixing up his glasses which had fogged up, "W-well...shall we check the prototype? After a nice shower of course.", he recommended, getting a giggle from the panda herm who nodded in agreement. Shi grabbed him by the hand and pulled him towards the shower area, the far wall opening up and revealing a completely white room which seemed empty. The walls closed and the sound of water running, and machinery working could be heard, followed by a yelp coming from Abu.

The two came out within 40 seconds, with Abu dressed in his white labcoat with a blue shirt, as well as blue jeans. Jack hirself had her standard Uniform of a labcoat with the sleeves torn off and a black shirt. Shi took the time to bandage hir chest so no one could tell, making that a habit to keep anyone from knowing anything about hir herm nature, "T-that was fast. I should install one of those back at the base.", Abu said brushing his hair back, and walking towards his pants that were left there to grab his glasses and P.I.C..

He then jumped as he got a firm slap on his behind, Jack using hir lizard like tail to give his butt some justice, "Yea, that'll cost you 100,000 kash. My quick shower system isn't cheap. Though...I may give you a discount...just because you're a good friend.", shi remarked, chuckling while Abu rubbed himself and got his things ready. The two began to walk out, in which many robotic arms came from the wall and began to clean up the mess the two had made.

"I'd appreciate that. I apologize for being in a rush. I'm supposed to meet with the head of Black Dagger shortly, to discuss very important matters. Afterwards, I promise to discuss about arranging a partnership with you. She'll like the fact that you're incredibly skilled at weapons as well Jack", he complimented, getting a toothy smirk as they walked down the dimly lit metal walled hallway, the two starting to talk business regarding what Abu had asked for since the first time he visited last month.

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_I've been away for a long time. Shed alot of blood trying to get the information I need. Good thing I just ask anyone who knows more than me "nicely", or just resort to good ole fashioned limb chopping. I'm doing all this for you...even though no matter what I do, you probably won't forgive me. _

**Date: December 2nd

Location: The Dragon's Den, Saint Falda

Time: 6:03 pm**

As the sun began to fall, the night time crowd began crowding into the club. It was a night where only dragons were allowed, no slaves or guests since it was Scaley Friday. Koi himself was dressed for the occasion, not having a shirt on but keeping a good pair of tight latex which unfortunately was unnoticed since he worked the bar. The lighting in the massive bar was dimmed while everyone cheered for the dancer about to go on. Though as the door opened, everyone went silent, expecting another dragon but getting a rather uninvited guest, "A human?...Scram you!", shouted someone, the door closing shut and the human walking inside.

He had on a black overcoat with the sleeves cut, buttoned up tightly while wearing thick black boots that made his steps even more defined, "I suggest you shut up now, or you'll regret it. Trouble is the last thing I want while I'm here....so let me relax like everyone else.", he responded, his voice quite gruff and intimidating. A large 14 foot dragon stepped over to look at this intruder, seeing that he barely came to his waist. His blue scales twinkled with the small amount of lights in the bar, but his white horns were what he was proud of the most.

"Big words for a small insect...", he said with a snarl, raising his sharp claws before bringing it down on him. The human merely looked up, then down, making the dragon suddenly stop short at his head. The human huffed and walked past him, everyone wondering why he didn't continue the hit before they gasped in horror seeing him fall to the ground. It was a loud thud, shaking the bottles of beer on the tables, someone rushing to the dragon's aid to see that he was unconscious, "Be happy I only used the dull side...but expect to have quite the bruises when you wake up.", said the human looking back as he took a seat, Koi not looking scared in the least.

Koi himself was an average sized dragon, being 10 feet tall and looking down at the human sitting at his bar, "Coming in uninvited is bad for business Abyssion. Besides, you know what today is...even worse of you to come in on such short notice. Actually the fact that you worked for N.D. is probably the top thing on the list...anyway what can I do you for?", he asked while pouring a cup of one of his finest wines for his guest, everyone around murmuring over who the human was. They decided to take his advice and focus on the entertainment, since Abyssion was a name that no one wanted to mess with.

"Sorry about that. Like I said, I'm not here to cause trouble. Thats why I just hit him 10 times with my blade without killing him. And I just need information, and I'll be on my way.", he responded, taking the large 32 oz cup which was standard for dragons and sipping the wine. It wasn't very good since wine wasn't something he enjoyed, but it was something to help him relax. Koi closed his eyes and wondered what someone like him would want, having met him a long time ago before he opened his bar up. He nodded, deciding to helping him out as he owed him for a few things the ex dragoon did for him, "Okay shoot. Whatcha need? Information about your brother? Or N.D.?", he asked, Abyssion putting his blade on the table since he didn't want to keep it at his waist.

Koi looked at it while Abyssion prepared his question, poking at the black thin sword that seemed like a katana of some kind, "This...is your famous Tachi Crepúsculo Fin right? I've heard that you've slain in the near millions with this thing.", he asked, getting a nod from him. The sheath itself was completely black and the handle was black as well, making it look so plain. Though Koi knew from how it felt as he picked it up for a second, that it was specially forged by a great blacksmith and blood pacted to the ex dragoon. The hilt had no decorations either, making it so plain that it could've been mistaken for an average run of the mill sword.

"Right, as you admire that, there is something I want to know. I heard N.D. has been collecting parts of Virages, renments from the war long past. I'm surprised that there are anything left since then...how many has he gotten?", he asked, Koi looking quite serious since he himself knew what Virages were capable of. He rubbed his snout for a second, trying to think of the answer since it was rather hard to follow movements of the dark lord's lackies besides the dumber ones. However one thing came to mind, someone from a town far to the west, near the ocean who mentioned something.

Koi looked left and right for a second before leaning in close to Abyssion, "Okay...that is very sensitive information...I heard from a dragon living in Possre...that N.D. unearthed something. It was kept out of the news and anyone who tried to report it suffered a mind wipe. Lucky dragon managed to stay out of sight until he left...and there was another one else where...the city's name escapes me unfortunately. That makes two things..which means hes close. Your brother managed to prevent him from getting the most important piece I hear.", he said with a smile, Abyssion glad that his greatest treasure survived.

"I'm...glad too. But I can't face him...I chose what I thought would be the only way...I hate myself for even have gone through with attempting to kill him.", he said with a sigh, Koi understanding as he knew what Eurasia was. Ever since Vanaxxis, the black market had obtained the security tapes and bits of information regarding the dragoon, which lead to a huge interest in capturing him. Black market information was Koi's speciality, as he had friends in high and low places thanks to his charm, "...well..i don't blame you...if you hadn't, someone else would've probably tried. You have time though..I'm sure you'll find another way---hmmm?", the door opening drew Koi's attention, hearing metallic footsteps that weren't familar.

The dancing dragonesses stopped as everyone knew whatever just entered, was not human, dragon, or even a living being. Abyssion's eyebrow raised as he turned to look at a huge amount of murderous intent coming from the guest, grabbing his blade and seeing that he had a visitor, "Abyssion....there you are....hurrrr....", said the being, in a somewhat mechanical voice, robotic even. The name made someone faint, finding it hard to believe that such a horrible person had just walked in with them, "A-Abyssion? Dante's Apostle?!", shouted someone, making everyone aware of exactly who was with them. That caused a horrible panic that made everyone run out the back door, knocking over tables, chairs, even a few lights. Koi however remained, making sure to never abandon his post as this place was his own and no one elses.

"Can I help you? You scared off my customers...so you'd better be paying for everyone's drinks.", Koi said while looking quite annoyed and cleaning a glass cup. It was completely white, standing at about 14 feet tall. Its legs were bent somewhat like a dragon but its skin didn't look like anything he'd seen before. Skin that was completely smooth and shiny with a little bit of a flesh like look to it. Abyssion couldn't feel any warmth from it, not even if it was cold blooded, not even a heart beat, taking a good hard look at its arms, which were wide and longer than a normal biped creature would have.

Its most predominant feature was its eyes, having eight green ones like a spider, only with no pupils. Abyssion's eyes widened seeing the eyes of that thing start to light up, quickly jumping for Koi as a lazer fired into the bar. The entire building exploded the pieces, which caused pandemonium in the city.

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It's all...my fault...all.......................

**Date: December 3rd

Location: Basement of the Orez Delivery Company, Saint Falda

Time: 3:03 pm**

In the warehouse underneath the Orez delivery company, was where Ruru lived for quite some time. Although it was all boxes, there was more than enough room for a bed or two, which is what he did specifically for a certain guest. He had come back from his job and brought something for him, hoping to at least try again to cheer him up. The last few days were a bust but he wasn't going to give up, as he was his best friend growing up and still to this day.

"Come on man. You're gonna sulk there today too? At least eat something.", he shouted, a worried friend making his way towards the dragoon of fire with hopes of helping him over come what had happened to him. It had been over a week since Michael had come to Ruru's place, after leaving Fyre he collapsed in front of his doorstep. He was brought in quickly and treated with a nearly fractured skull, as well as the puncture wounds caused by the spears which had his entire outfit covered in blood. Only his head was wrapped in bandages still, refusing to use any magic to help it along and allowing it to heal on its own.

Since then the dragoon of fire laid scrunched up with his knees pulled close to his chest, his eyes looking empty and filled with sadness while dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a bright red shirt with a black star in the middle. Every waking moment had him replaying the events that day, blaming only himself for what nearly killed Rizan and Shyranrya. That brought up if the same would've happened with Hamelis, who he still hasn't seen since he returned. But it was probably for the best, after what happened, he thought he'd cause nothing but trouble.

He looked up and saw his friend having grown out his hair, seeing that he had ditched the spikey hair and now seeing that he had gone back to the old hair style he had way back when they were still starting out. His mustash was now a gotee, even more proof that he had gone back to his looks before they had become official dragoons. His hair was always curly but was kept spikey through very good hair gel, one that cost quite a bit of cash. However now he cut it down a little and was now not using it, resulting in a bushy yet too not out of control hair, "What's the use...I couldn't even...keep them happy...all because of me...", he responded, getting a sigh out of Ruru who was holding a delicious grilled chicken sub in his hand.

Michael's stomach growled with hunger yet he couldn't bring himself to eat. Ruru put the lunch down and sat beside him, wondering what else he could say, "Well don't forget, we still have stuff to do. Like taking out N.D., and probably reforming the dragoons. I understand you need time to recover, however keep in mind that our job isn't finished.", he reminded, putting down his backpack and pulling out a 32 oz bottle of water. The backpack he had was quite special, having two steel wing like objects coming out from the bottom, which were made specifically to help him in fly. High speed flying was different from normal so in order to cope with the wind rushing, he requested it to be made by Abu long ago.

Ruru put a hand on his shoulder and made his friend look at him eye to eye, "Overcoming hardship is part of being a dragoon. See these? Hardship overcome.", he explained while pointing to his face. He had multiple markings on his face, such as a line of electronic looking circles increasing in size from the left side of his chin to his forehead. On his cheeks, he had two lines, put in the fashion of a warpaint, "Every tat here means I kicked ass and survived. Hell before we fought N.D. that night, I made sure to put on the real deal war tats on my cheeks. Let's get you one and you'll see you'll feel alot better!"

The idea of a tattoo never interested Michael, shaking his head even though he knew his friend was joking. The problem was that Michael thought there could've been something he should've done before hand, like acknowledge their affection for him. He knew that they loved him, but not in the way he thought, still being very naive and inexperienced on love and mating. Phoana warned him about it and he didn't give it a second thought, which bothered him the most. Michael raised his hand towards Ruru and slumped back down against his knees, "....No thanks. Just...give me a little more time---?", though as he spoke, his P.I.C. went off. A standard call as it vibrated, being on silent due to the fact he wasn't exactly taking calls at this time.

The dragoon of fire intended of ignoring it, but Ruru suddenly just grabbed it and answered it, holding his friend by the face who tried to stop him, "Heeeello?....no this is Ruru, Eurasia is right here. One second.", he said passing it to his friend, who seemed quite annoyed as people was the last thing he wanted to see. As he took it, he wondered who it was, before seeing a hologram of Dahlia from head to waist. She had on an orange bra on her red scaled chest and nothing else, her black scaled face looking quite happy to see the dragoon. It was a shock to Michael who was forced to hold his P.I.C. sideways and away from him to see her face to face, but even more was the fact that she had his number.

"D-dahlia? How'd you get my number---I mean...how can I help you?", he asked, Dahlia giving a pout since it felt like he wasn't happy to see her. She slithered her tongue at him, even though it couldn't touch him, it looked pretty real to Michael as he flinched and pulled his head back a bit by reflex, "Hisss, oh Eura. Why the greeting? I thought we were friends! I helped you out at Calimas remember?", she said, tilting his head as he remembered it differently. She hypnotized him, then told him the situation, which isn't exactly the same as what she was trying to say. Ruru bumped him and gave him a glare, the sign that "You shouldn't be ungrateful, especially to a lady.", which was one of his creeds.

Michael chuckled nervously and nodded, seeing that he would probably have to fight his friend if he were to say no, "Y-you're right. You did help me out greatly that day...I'm sorry. What's up?", he asked while still having a nervous tone in his voice, Ruru nodding and keeping a smirk to make sure his friend would finally see some daylight. Dahlia turned her head for a second, then gave a big smile, "That's more like it! Now then, I was thinking as Desiree mentioned you a few days ago. You wanna hang out? This time without me making your brain to mush like all the other times. Kayla said she has somewhere nice that we could eat and hang out...but it's totally up to you!", she asked in the most innocent voice possible, her eyes lighting up with hopes that he'd accept.

Hanging out with the one who raped him wasn't exactly high on his list, even though she seemed to be sorry. He was still slightly bothered by it, but much less than before when he still had nightmares. From the looks of things, Ruru was going to throw him out to be with her, seeing no way out of this, "O-okay. Sure. Just let me shower and get ready...Where can I meet you?", he asked, hearing her chuckle and nearly falling over as she attempted to lick him through the screen, which startled him even though it was still a hologram. Ruru patted him on the back, glad to see that he was finally going to man up, especially with a woman.

"Calimas, but we have to do something first before we can hang out. Kayla will meet up with us. Be at these coordinates in 20 minutes. Don't be late or I'll swallow you alive!", she said playfully, even though Michael was sure that she probably could given her immense size. With a wave, she hung up and texted him the coordinates as to where to meet up. His P.I.C. did not need an arrival point to teleport like the P.I.C everyone else has but he was sure to go exactly there to keep that a secret. Ruru smacked him playfully in the back, but hard enough to knock him off the bed, "Dude, you got a date! But wait...you're into snakes? I didn't know that!", he said, getting a playful punch to his shins from his good pal.

"N-no! You told me to go with her and I am. I told you what she did to me....not really a fan of her. Even though she wants to make amends, I'm still bothered a little ya know?", responded Michael, standing back up and getting a nod from Ruru. The dragoon of wind put an arm around Michael's shoulder and patted him, "I know, but some time outside will do you some good. Plus, if a girl wants to make up, then give her a chance. If not, then....well don't know what to tell you. You don't hit women dude.", exclaimed Ruru, nooging his pal before letting him go to get freshened up.

To be continued...