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Namon walked into his room and collapsed on his bed. However, no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't sleep.
I'm the third seat!
Namon sat upright and thought about what this meant. He'd have to be more responsible about what he did, and he would have to take better care of the squad.
He could do that, right?
After what we've been through the past year, no sweat.
It would be easy pickings for us!
Namon ignored the voices and continued to think the details through. It wasn't long till sleep overcame him...

(( btw, Suri's room is up for grabs. She is living in her office for two reasons: 1. It allows her the freedom to come and go without bothering people and she can keep an eye on her office and work. 2. There's no way in **** that Suri would stay in the barracks if she was the only woman. Visitors don't count XD. ))

((I know i didnt write that much. You can post i think i'm done.))

The memeriors of his brothers eyes came back in his head. Kesui wakes up in surprise seeing that he in another room. Looks outside and smells the fresh clean air. He stares at the birds outside howthey are flying they kind of remined him of his weapon then looks down. "Uggggghhhhh howe did I get over here I thought i was at the trainning area" Kesui said tired but surprised that he was in another room.

He to scratch his back and his neck. Cracks his neck five times until he felt relieved. He to scratch his back and his neck. He jumps up becuase he doesn't want to look tired affront of his squad master. He goes into his left pocket and grabs his book.

Kesui lays the book on the floor and starts to do push ups. Still doind push ups will reading his book and ask nagi "Do I still need to more trainning to get a seat?" Sweat comes down his face.

Walking up to his room, looking like a zombie, Deco throws himself to the bed, just to remember he had the weights Kiba made and the two swords on him, so he puts those things on the floor and sleeps.

"Where am I now?" Nagi asked while glancing around the long dark hallway. He had never seen this place before. At least it wasn't within his current memory and there was no real familiar feeling to it either. As he took a few steps forward, he noticed that he was feeling a bit light headed. This feeling was definately something he recognized.

"Tenchi?" he gasped, startled at the idea of the spirit somehow leaving his body. "Tenchi, you there?"

No reply.

Slightly panicked, he continued forward, taking careful steps as he walked. Luckily there were no obstructions to trip upon or run into other than walls. As he kept moving, various thoughts were flooding his mind. It was almost blinding- all these images and words scrambled together in a sickening chaos. This notion was happening more and more it seemed. There was no way to shake it. Was he really starting to lose his focus that badly?

Now using the wall to guide him, Nagi walked until there was a feint light up ahead. Glad to finally come to the end, which seemed to take forever, he smiled that there was some hope of him getting out of here. However, as he got closer, he noticed many objects standing before him- silhouettes in the light. His eyes took a moment to adjust as he focused in on them. Not a moment too soon did he realize that they were people that he knew. Now running, he advanced forward until he was inside a large white room full of life-sized shinigami statues. The light, which was nothing more than a simple spotlight mounted to the ceiling, casted the shadows in all directions.

"What is this?" he asked out loud as he began wandering around, examining the people as he passed. There was a familiar uneasiness within this room. It seemed like he knew this feeling well yet he still couldn't put his finger on where he felt it before.

"It's sad... isn't it?" a voice asked, echoing around the walls as it reached Nagi's ears.

"Who's there!" Nagi called, turning his heel while his blue eyes nervously and anxiously darted around.

"You know who I am..." the voice responded. "But what is more important is that you know who these people are... look around you. Their faces are familiar to you for you have seen them all before even if you do not remember."

Deciding to listen to whoever it was, Nagi glanced over to the nearest statue to doubtfully see a face he knew well.

"What?" he gasped, staring back at the stone face of Fefnir, who's face was frozen in an expression of anger. As he stepped back a bit, he suddenly began to see and recognize every face that was inside the room. Each appeared to be angry or grieved as if they were all in some kind of pain. "I don't understand... why are they like this?"

It was at that point that Nagi was frozen in his tracks. His blue eyes widened, now realizing that he was standing within the gotai 13 meeting hall. It made no sense as to how the room suddenly morphed into what it was now but it no longer concerned Nagi for he now found himself standing next to the short statue of Daven, facing everybody who had attended the meeting earlier that day. It didn't take too long for Nagi to see himself standing next to Yuki and Onlalim. The statue of Yuki was looking at the statue of Nagi with concern in her eyes as the statue of Onalim had a hold of his hand.

Suddenly, as if the audio was suddenly turned back on, there was a laughter- a hair-raising laughter that made a sudden uncomfortable fire grow within his chest. Nagi knew this voice. Baring his teeth, he spun around to see Hogosha, standing behind the statue of himself with Yuki and Onalim in his arms. The monster gave him a glare before departing, taking the women with him.

"No!" Nagi shouted, darting forward, reaching out to nothing. He knew what this was now- it was the same scene that kept flashing through is mind for several hours. In a mixture of anger and frustration, Nagi halted to the statue of himself, which now stood along. Lifting his arm, he slammed his fist against the chest of the statue, glaring at it angrily.

"Why couldn't you do anything?" he asked it as if it were able to understand. "Why did you just stand there?"

"He stood there because that was all he could do."

Letting out a gasp, Nagi backed away as Tenchi-kyougai, the entity that had somehow left his head, was suddenly looking at him over the statue's shoulder. His cold dilated eyes stared into Nagi's blue ones as if he were looking right through them and into his head.

"Don't you understand?" The dark angel grinned. "It took you this long to find this place... This place is the world that exists inside of you. This is where I live. This is what I see when I am not looking through your eyes. Now that your body is finally asleep, your mind is finally able to come here."

"You mean it's like a dream?" Nagi asked in shock. "Only... I can't believe this."

"Yes." Tenchi nodded, now stepping out to face his other half. "All shinigami have this sort of world where their zanpkau-to dwells. You have been unable to come here since you and I share a different bond. We are able to communicate and see from each other's perspectives up to a certain point since we share the same body. However, this place still exists and there's no denying that the less you sleep, the more twisted it becomes. This is why you are starting to feel so restless and confused. I don't give a damn how hard you work and how much you push your body to its limit. It is screwing with me in the long run and I cannot accept that and neither can you. You need to get this image out of your head and stop feeling sorry for yourself."

Speechless, Nagi slightly glanced away, back at the statue of himself, which did look pretty pathetic for he looked weary and sad. This wasn't the person he didn't want to be. What Tenchi was telling him the truth, but like any other unfortunate fact, it still hurt a bit. Despite this, he knew that he had to do what he needed to do. Being sad and angry about it wasn't going to help matters at all.

"Now then..." Tenchi grinned while tilting his head slightly to the side as he folded his arms across his bare chest. "I think it's time you woke up. There's s**t to do and you don't have time to sit around and mope. Wake the hell up."

Letting out a gasp, Nagi quickly sat up to view a dark room. The cool atmosphere and the comfortable futon beneath him helped him quickly realize where he was. As the sheet slid off him while he sat up, he let out a groan while rubbing his eyes for they were practically glued shut from dried tears. His body felt damp with sweat and he no doubt smelled kind of funny too. He felt groggy and a bit dizzy but despite all these facts, he felt more refreshed than before. There was no doubt that sleep was definately something he had needed for quite a while.

Did Ryan carry me all the way back here? he thought to himself, slightly embarrassed and unable to believe that he really did pass out. Letting out another gasp, he realized that he had no idea of how long he was asleep for. There were too many things to be done for him to be sleeping so long! Twisting himself around, Nagi placed both feet on the floor and stood up. First thing was first- clean up, change of clothes, and bolt the heck out of here! He had to find Suri and gather everyone together to find out what was going on now.

As he removed his haori and black coat, he removed his glasses from the inside pocket and placed them on his bed stand. As he did so, he found a note- obviously written by somebody. Now curious, Nagi picked it up and began reading- his eyes widening with ever word he read.

"Ryan..." he sighed, his blue eyes began to feel sticky once more. He couldn't quite put his finger on it but for some reason, he knew exactly how the boy felt- he just didn't agree to the dying part. If anyone was going to die for Yuki's sake, it would be Nagi. Though the fact was only known to the dark angel living within him, it was in his nature to sacrifice himself for those he loved. Feeling more determined than before, Nagi folded up the letter and placed it beside his glasses.

Because he was eager to get moving, Nagi managed to clean and dress in no time at all. Before he knew it, he was heading out the door, slipping the white hooded haori over his shoulders and placing his glasses and Ryan's note inside his pocket as he went.

((Exits to war room))

After a few hours of sleep, Deco was ready to go to Earth, well, not yet, since he was still waking up, but he felt like he was. the words "Time to go Deco" made he run to the shower, and when he came out, clean, he felt way better than ever, because he was excited. Wearing the normal shinigami clothes, he took the two sword and placed the zanpakutou on his right side and the katana on his left side, both at his waistline.

After changing, Deco ran out after Raz.

((Exits to War Room))

Masato steps out of the War room and onto the porch. He slips on his straw sandals and throws his bag over his shoulder and looks around the 5th Squad campus. After a few seconds he spots in the distance the barracks and starts walking over to the building. He walks slowly to take in the view of the campus making sure he takes mental notes of what buildings are where in the event of an attack.

While walking he reviews what was said in the meeting and a smile comes to his face knowing that he is on an experienced team. A team that has seen combat and lived to tell about it. Before he knows it, Masato is standing in front of the squad barracks. He looks up at the beautiful workmanship that was put into making the barracks. The building and grounds around it are well kept as well. Masato says to himself, "I'm gonna love this place!! The beauty of it alone is breath taking!!"

Masato walks up to the front door and takes off his straw sandals. He then opens the door and enters the building. Looking around he finds a wall with a roster of who is in what room. Not seeing his he drops his bag and sits down on the floor waiting for his room.

Enters the barack.

"Wow where's my room."