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I SEE HOW IT IS
DAISUKE WILL DIE A HORRIBLE DEATH THEN
AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT


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I'm lazy
A flashback of when things were simpler.


"Mam, whure'sh Xerxhes? Tomorrow'sh ma birthdhey!"

"He'll turn up, Zaino." His mother reassured as she, with a finger in his mouth, slowly opened it and carefully fed him a dark liquid from a spoon. She rubbed the side of his throat to help him digest the medicine as he coughed, feeling his forehead. She reached for a wet towel and laid it there, sighing as she smiled warmly and placed a hand on his shoulder. "He's growing into a man, just like Daddy was."

The six year old sighed in annoyance to his mother, reverting his empty look to the wall at his opposite side. "But isn't Daddy dead? Does that mean Xerxes is gonna die?"

"Don't say that, Zaino," She frowned at her son's analogy. "Daddy was a great man, you'll come to see it soon. You and Xerxes are going to be good people, just like he was."

"But Xerxes always beats me in everything! And he's never home anymore!" Zaino whined.

"He's just busy, honey. Men are always busy." She raised a hand to adjust her pinkish red hair.

"All he talks about is girls, but they all have cooties..." Zaino sighed, followed by a sneeze. "Where do babies even come from, anyway? You said you would tell me this year!"

Zaino's mother traced her hand against his face and stroked his cheek in a loving caress, giggling. "I'll tell you after a few more birthdays. How about you get some rest? That cold isn't going to go away without sleep, and you wouldn't want to miss your seventh birthday."

"Fineee..." Zaino, seemingly disappointed, said goodnight to his mother as she lifted the towel briefly to kiss his forehead and left his room with the lamp. He brought both of his hands to the back of his head and stared at the ceiling, thinking. Xerxes... I'll beat you at juggling pineapples, just you wait!

With a giddy and toothy grin at the thought, Zaino yawned as he shut his eyes and let the darkness of his room send him to the world of dreams.
The person hasn't responded to me and Twilight just went to sleep, so..

Edit your CS accordingly and you'll be cool. >_>
"Get your hands away from me," Zaino tried to force his body back up into standing posture, only managing to roll onto his back and away from the woman. He flinched from the movement and the cuts across his body roared, feeling the stinging of his body coincide with the cut at his thigh. He was sure that the dagger had been coated in poison, and it was already well into his system... he would die in due time.

"I try to kill you and you respond by trying to help me?" Zaino choked on a mouthful of blood as it regurgitated and trickled down the side of his mouth, now shifting his efforts onto getting a hold of his sword which laid beside his feet. He had strained his body beyond its limits days ago, and without any supplements, his condition couldn't surprise him. "Idiot.." he said under pressure, his eyes rolling back and his elevated head falling back to the ground. He coughed again and his eyes closed shut, falling unconscious.
Xerxes was taken aback by Darrian's answer, having expected the complete opposite; total arrogance. "Hmph. I tore through hundreds of them on my own," he sighed, obviously not trying to boast. He had drawn Imperius that night, and on his own, he slaughtered more than his own group did in total. He hadn't been excited nor reluctant to do so, either; he had maintained his emotionless, nonchalant mannerism the entire time, as if he didn't possess a single amount of care for what he was doing. He was just carrying out orders.

"What makes you think that they're still out there?" It was then that Xerxes remembered that the other person was among them, muttering an ah in understanding. He nodded to his friend, leaning his back against the palace wall and folding his arms. "I see why, now."
Belgephor.
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His birthday is May 28th~
This was perhaps the strangest day that Daisuke ever had. It was stranger than the day someone had climbed the flagpole with the American flag and replaced it with a pair of underwear to show off their patriotism for the country, but this situation beat it by a long shot. He wasn't even sure what was worse; how close he had come to dying, or the fact that he didn't win the goldfish back at the game.

The spontaneous fire had been put out by an equally spontaneous jet of water, which soaked Daisuke entirely as he lost his grip on the girl's wrist and fell onto his bottom. He coughed and wheezed from the water that entered his nose and mouth, slapping his right ear as he tilted his head to get water out of the other ear and doing the same for the opposite. Almost as if he forgot the danger of their now-past situation, he stood back to his feet and threw his arms up. "That was a fun game!" he cheered, laughing as he fixed his drenched hair back down. He trotted over to where the girl who came to his rescue was, and smiled widely when she told him something about him and Trespiano not usually being on fire.

"Oooh~" Daisuke's eyes grew wide in curiosity as his face beamed at the mention of ice cream. I... love... "ICE CREEEAAMM!" he raised his arms again and blurted out, jumping and cheering like he had won the lottery. "Take me with you, O' Great Dame!"
Just teasing you-
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