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Exactly how many floors were there to this place? Cherry wasn't in the mood to find out. Just scrubbing at the kitchen--and clearing up the mess--had taken her ages. But she was quite proud of the fact that the kitchen, lobby, entire first story, entire second story, elevator, stairs, and part of the third story were virtually spotless.

However, as fun as cleaning may have seemed and as good an outlet for excessive energy as it was, Cherry was easily bored. Easily bored and easily amused, as her sister had often put it. And her friends, for that matter... The teachers, too... The mailman said it once... Anyway, that was beside the point.

She sent the mop flying down the stairs then went spiraling down the banister after it. "Ok! Now what? Oh! I could alphabatize the supply closed! Ooo, but I hate organizing stuff... I could ride the elevator to the very, very top and slide down the banister! Oh, but that's boring, too... I did that the whole morning! Ooo, this sucks!" She stomped a foot against the hardwood flooring.

Suddenly, her bright eyes sparkled joyfully, and she went running up the stairs. Moments later, Cherry came bounding down the stairs with several items in her arms. In a typical display of cheeriness, she skipped across the lobby and took her favorite seat atop the front desk.

She lay out her materials excitedly: a pad of pink stationary with a pattern of--what else?--cherries and hearts and a sparkly pink pen. She popped a stick of gum in her mouth, and then sprawled out lengthwise atop the desk, kicking her legs behind. The hyperactive teen was immediately absorbed in the task of fervently scribbling on her stationary, humming all the while.

For a normal, mortal being. Or with similar limatations that the human body had, one would have to be hospitalized after such a 'wreck.' Or at least be in bed for a few days. However, this was Hakan we're talking about, Hakan.

The young boy he got hurt on a regular basis. The boy who tripped and fell almost every day. ...And now, the Hakan that was probably in pain every day, especially with the barb-wire necklace which was not wrapped around his neck.

But, none the less, he was a boy, and all boys liked to play. With a rather stupid grin, he would first look up at Mimi. The right side of his lips twitching, and rising upward momentarily, a small ammount of blood would spurt from his forehead, and run down his face. Now, what was his answeer to this?

Well. Let us see.. Ha'tsu would have answered by whining, crying, and jumping into Mimi's arms in a sobbing mess. Akatsuki? He would have probably run off to the bathroom to take care of 'personal matters.' So, what was Hakan's reply to this?

Letting his right hand rise into the air, his hand would curl into a ball. That is, outside of the thumb, which stuck straught up. "I'm feeling 100%" ....Well, it was a very Hakan like answer.. A very, very Hakan like answer.

However, after he replied, Mimi would iritatedly cry something about bashing his head in. Now, normally.. Hakan would have backed away, holding his hands up in a defense against the verbal assult. However, instead eventually Hakan's cheeks would puff out slightly as he lowered his gaze. "Yes okaa-chan.." 'Yes' what? Well, that was just Hakan's version of a smart-a** comment.

(Okaa-chan - Cuter remark towards one's mother. Kind of like 'mommy.')

Of course, Hakan picked up on this 'cruel' new way of hers. That meant, naturally, he was going to plot against Mimi, just to be a pain in her a**! For goodness sake, at first glance, one might guess that they were enemies, ARCH ENEMIES! But, they just liked having fun.

So, how was he going to get back at Mimi, despite that brief hug? He would stand there for a moment, pushing his finger to his forehead while he stood there. Of course, that meant another spurt of blood! Poor guy, he really was a mess, and yet he treated it as if it were nothing. How much as Ha'tsu screaming inside though?

Aha! And thus the pefect idea came to mind. ..There was no way in hell h was going to be her gosh darn slave that night! Gosh dernit! There for, he faked a step forward, and then a cry of pain. ..How well did Mimi know Hakan again?

"Oh no~!" Hakan would cry, over dramaticly as he fell over. "My legs, they're broken! I can't move!" He would sob, laying there on his stomach, his face laying on the ground. "Carry me Kyaroru-chan! Please?" He would then look up at her, putting those innocent eyes to work. Sniffling slightly, he would produce tears.

][Omg! Zandar is still here! xd ][

He would stare at her blankly at her first comment. He just had to say something smart to this. It wasn't a question of want, or need.. He had to! An unseen force was causing him to flap his gums! Slowly rising back to his feet, he would gave a small laugh, a chuckle even, oozing with snobbyness. Slowly his hands would rise, and place themselves on his hips as he looked away wearing a smart smirk. "Well, I didn't get to see your butt in the shower very well."

Then, he would begin to dust himself off from the time she rolled him over with her foot. This was certainly going to turn out to be an interesting night, with Hakan's vulgar remarks. He couldn't help but twist her snow sleigh remark around as well. But of course, this was done while backing away slightly and covering his head. "Well if you wanted a ride, you could have just said so." ..Could Mimi's still rather innocent mind understand what he was talking about? What had his stay in Hell done to him, anyway?!

Right at that moment, Hakan was beginning to plan his escape rout, in the case of Mimi attacking him. Unlike her, he could not smell any threatening presences, such as the psycho merchant, or the creepy Zandar. In his current state, the only objective in Hakan's mind was to have fun. He didn't care about surrounding threats, nor did he care about the other figure hobbling away.

..Ahh, this Hakan sure was care free.. How long until Mimi got tired of his never ending happyness? Surely, he was no where like the old Hakan she knew, there for, how much could she take before he got on her nerves? Surely, she couldn't fall in love again with this cheerful being.

Just like her, Hakan had a bit of a reaction himself to Mimi's vulgar language. A gasp, and a moment later Hakan would end up coughing like a man who had been smoking all his life! Shocked? Why yes. Yes, yes he was.

"She's good.." he would mumbled to himself, rubbing his chin slightly. However, eventually he would stand up straight. There was in no way in hell he would lose to his beloved Mimi! What had become of the two now? They were currently competing in a competition of perversion.

"Heh!" A rather smug grin would come across his face as his left hand found it's home on his hip, while his right arm dangle lifelessly. Akatsuki and Hakan merging momentarily? Quite possibly. After all, anger and what not was not the only negative thing that made up the personality known as Akatsuki, there was also a matter of his lust filled eyes, his extreme perversion..

..However, obvious by the steps he was taking towards Mimi, he was going to put on a bit more of a show for those who might end up watching. Although, by now, it was obvious by the look that was forming in Hakan's eye that he and Akatsuki merging a bit was no joke. ..The demented freak needed some lovin' too! And if that meant becoming one with Hakan, so be it!

As soon as he reached his beloved Kyaroru-chan, all it took was a simple, but smoothe step to cause himself to turn quickly, and end up behind the female feline. After all, he was taller than she was, so it didn't take much to reach that fuzzy ear.

Gently, he would take the tip of the ear into his mouth, and put forth only a little pressure, chomping down lightly. "Even in this tired state, I think I'll do well enough." He would purr, amazingly well despite the obvious fact that he was not of the feline race.

"Don't blame me if you lose yourself though." Tugging slightly at Mimi's ear, he would state this continuing that deep smoothe purr, oozing with lust. "I wont be held responsable if you go crazy during the wild night."

-From the corner of her eye Mimi had caught a glimpse of Hakana's shocked expression and so a somewhat smug smile caressed her lips. She had to admit it was somewhat...amusing, not to mention empowering, to be able to shock someone like that. Being innocent was good and everything, but too much naivette could also be a problem.

The change on the boy's expression had come and gone without the neko noticing for at that time her back had been turned to him, her eyes busy studying the stumbling man before her. She'd been about to speak once more when she paused in mid-vowel, her eyes now wide in surprise, that voice slipping into a soft, contented purr. The end product was a funny little sound, the undertones of what it revealed could not be lost, even to the untrained eye.

However, she had grown a spine in their separation. She'd gained a bit of pride. She'd been touched by perversion. If this was a battle of wits, somebody was going to end up running off, scared.- I hope you haven't forgotten our deal... If I recall correctly, I won.

-As she spoke, it was her tail that did most of the talking. It being twice as long and half more fluffy than a regular cats it could easily be manipulated as a long arm... and it was the tip of such appendage that gently caressed the boy's torso, arm and then jaw. No, no.. this little kitty was not to be lost too far.- I will, however, make sure not to drive you off a cliff....
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-Oh, he was good. Most definately. But really, somebody should tell him not to understimate the little nekojin. Without another word that girl turned around in his arms, face tilted enough to nibble along his jawline. That look on her face was somewhat different....mischievous like it had always been when she was up to no good, but somewhat touched by something else.

The delicate gestures were hardly a warning to the smoldering kiss she gave him, followed by the abruptness of which she pulled away. One word could describe her: tease. Mimi offered Hakan a crooked little grin before flicking her hand in Zandar's direction.- You're right. We should head in-- help him along, won't you?

-With that said the feline saunted, yes, sauntered, her way into the lobby. Inside her mind bells were ringing full-blown armageddon. She knew that they were playing with fire but for some reason she just couldn't back down. Inside, it felt like her heart was to explode out of its cage. On the outside, she looked cool, in control.

She glanced over in Cherry's direction, her grin spreading wider- I love what you've done with the place.... but you know what we need? Flowers.