[b]"Oh, Cyril!"[/b] Daisuke sighed in relief, turning over onto his back and feeling Cyril's foot atop of his stomach. He adjusted the foot so that it no longer kept him down, almost applying too much strength and knocking the boy over. He got up to his feet and brushed down his clothing with his hands from the dust, scratching the back of his head and grabbing the bag. Seeing Cyril pocket his hands and pull off the tough guy act made Daisuke laugh; he'd seen it so many times! [b]"I'm not sure,"[/b] he stated almost like a question. [b]"But it was in the closet of my new home and had a weird note that I couldn't really read!"[/b]

A large grin painted itself on Daisuke's face as he pointed a finger at Cyril, mocking in a rather childish manner. [b]"In the future, [i]you[/i] told me to keep it with me at all times, haha!"[/b] Or at least, the Japanese boy thought that it was Cyril.