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[Fujoshi Otaku]

Futa tightened his protective grip on his brother even more when Mia stepped towards them. If she even tried to let her zombie eat Gem, he would kill them both without hesitation. But then...maybe she was feeling just as nervous as he was.
He began to loosen his grip on Gem, who was still staring indifferently at Gabriel. "I'm Futa-" he started, about to ask her for her name, when another voice interrupted them. He looked back, and frowned when he saw Jay and Tate standing there. "Another one?" he whispered. Was this all a coincidence?...Or, had the 'Devil' known they would all choose this particular day, and this particular time. Probably. "Why would anyone start a fight in a graveyard?" he demanded.
"But...weren't you considering it?" Gem pointed out sweetly, reading Futa like a book. His gaze now drifted from Gabriel, to Jay, but his face was expressionless still. But, when another person ran onto the scene, he frowned. She was different to the rest of them...She hadn't brought anyone back, nor had she been brought back. It kind of felt as though she was an outsider in all of this, and he didn't like it. Somehow, she worried him more than the others.
Apparently, Futa felt his worry; he tightened his grip once more, as he watched the girl reunite with her friend. All of these people seemed harmless, though. They just wanted to see their loved ones again. Like him. He nodded when she asked if they had been to the Devil as well. "I guess he really knew what he was talking about, after all...And he didn't even charge me anything. How about you guys?"
Gem took his eyes off the others for a moment, to narrow them at Futa. "Devil guy?" he demanded. "Are you saying...the Devil told you guys how to bring us back? And none of you questioned his motives? Or got suspicious when he didn't ask for something in return?...Everything has a price, you morons. Especially something like this!"
"Well..." Futa started sheepishly. He looked at the others, as though hoping one of them would explain, first. Technically, the price was their souls...If the Devil existed, so did Heaven and Hell. And, if they were going to kill people from now on, the Devil would definitely have their souls when they died. Then, a horrible thought hit him...What if he had dragged Gem out of Heaven...just to send him straight to Hell when...or if he died again? "I...order you..." he began, his voice trembling. "To forget every time I tell you to eat someone...And, I order you to forget me telling you this."
Gem looked angry and confused for a moment. But then he seemed to relax, resting his head once again on Futa's shoulder.
"You guys should probably do the same," Futa told the others. "They might suffer, otherwise."

[Para]

She noticed Futa tensing up when she stepped towards him. That was understandable enough. They were all a sinister bunch, having revived their dead loved ones and standing in the middle of a graveyard. Mia guessed that he was just as jumpy and nervous as herself, and would do anything to protect his brother. As would she. If anyone harmed him, she wouldn't hesitate to retaliate. When he pointed out that it was useless to start a fight in a graveyard, Mia shrugged and nodded her head, raising an eyebrow at him when his brother opened his mouth. Was he concidering it? Or had he abandoned that thought entirely? Mia looked at the girl who stood by the two boys. Tate and Jay they were called. Her name was Mary, apparently.
Gem started scolding them when he figured out what they had done, and Mia couldn't help bowing her head to hide her eyes. She dared to shoot one apologetic glance up at Gabriel, but he didn't say anything. All he did was nod and give her a weak smile. He didn't care whether he went to heaven or hell, and Mia knew that. He didn't when he was alive either.
Futa ordered Gem never to remember feeding and to forget about what he told him. "You guys should probably do the same," Futa told the others. "They might suffer, otherwise."
Mia shook her head, a tear forming in the corner of her eye. She quickly wiped it away, hoping that no one would notice. Then she looked up at her brother, and with a twist of her stomach she spoke the words Futa had to Gem.
Gabriel frowned for a minute and then regained the composure he'd held before. Mia looked back at the others. "I hope they can forgive us." she mumbled and blinked a tear away again. What was she doing, showing weakness now?

[Cracka Stole My Yoshi]

"They have to." Tate murmured quietly, taking Jay's hand and squeezing it tightly. "Besides, I was already going to Hell for what I've been doing." He chuckled nervously. It was a forced laugh; he didn't want to go to Hell. But it seemed like he had no choice. Especially now.
Jay squeezed his hand back, but he had a confused expression on his face. "What exactly did you do to bring me back, Tate?"
Tate turned to him and put both of his hands on his cheeks, looking into his eyes. "Jay, I order you to not question how you were brought back and to forget that you've eaten someone after you do so." Jay looked back at him for a second as if he was holding his breath, then he let out a sigh.
Tate pulled away from him and put his arm around his shoulders and Jay leaned into him as though he was very tired. "Can we go home now?"
"Soon. I promise." He held Jay tighter then looked up at the others. "Should we.. stay in touch? Since we're both in the same.. situation.." He cleared his throat lightly. "Maybe we could help each other out if needed. Or.. if you know.. one of them.. gets out. We could try to find them together."

[Fujoshi Otaku]

Futa watched sadly as the others ordered their zombies to forget, as well. It was a horrible thing to do to them, he knew...They deserved the truth. But, he knew it would probably drive Gem mad...And the others too. They didn't look like bad people. The only ones who deserved to feel the guilt were himself, Mia and Tate.
He forced a smile, and looked at Mia. "I'm sure they will," he insisted quietly, the fingers of his free hand unconsciously running through Gem's hair.
He frowned when Tate spoke. "Is that really a good idea?" he asked. "I know we're all in the same situation...And that would be useful...But, can we really trust each other? I can't do anything to put my brother in danger...Not again...If we all stick together, we could draw the attention of others like us...Maybe not so friendly." But, even as he said that, he realized...They would draw attention anyway. Maybe it was best for them to stick together.
Sighing warily, he reluctantly lowered Gem to the ground, and pulled out his mobile phone. "I guess exchanging numbers can't hurt."
The second Gem's feet touched the ground, he knelt down beside the closest grave, and ran his cold hand along the top of the headstone. Why couldn't he remember what it had been like? He felt as though he had woken from a very realistic dream, which was quickly escaping his memory. And the more he tried to cling to the fragments of it, to put it all back together, the further it drifted away. He stood up, and turned away from the grave, watching as Futa found his number, and gave it to the others.

[Para]

She watched as Gem was sat on the ground and Futa took out his phone. Mia agreed with Tate, they could help each other out in this. She nodded and managed a smile back at Futa. He was kind enough. At least, that was what she thought. Underneath all the protective attitude, he was kind. Gabriel acted a little different than the others. He was tired, Mia knew that, but he didn't show it as much. All he did was slowly sway back and forth on his feet.
"I think you're right," Mia uttered and stepped towards Futa. "And.. I kind of agree with him." she said and pointed towards Tate. "We will attract unwanted attention at some point, Christ, we raised the dead." she said the last part quietly so that Gem and Jay and Gabriel wouldn't hear. "Strength in numbers, right?" she said after giving him her number. She glanced over at Gem shortly and then dotted in Futa's number, giving him a smile and a nod. Then she turned towards Tate, Jay and the girl. "Should we? As well?" Mia offered and gave a weak smile. "If you want to."

[Cracka Stole My Yoshi]

Tate nodded at Futa and stepped forward, dialing his number into his phone. "Here's mine." He said as he turned his phone towards Futa. After he took his number, he turned towards Mia and gave her a slight smile in return. "Of course." He took down her number, then gave her his.
"If we begin to attract unwanted attention, then we'd probably have to leave." Tate pointed out, walking back towards Jay. Jay wrapped his arms around Tate's arm and pressed his cheek against his shoulder. "We can't risk being caught or our.. resurrections getting loose. If that ever happens, we need to call each other to catch them."
Mary stood back, her arms crossed and a frown on her face. She didn't like this idea at all. As much as she missed Jay and liked the fact that Tate was actually happy, it was going to go horribly wrong. And she knew it.

[Fujoshi Otaku]

Futa remained silent as they all exchanged numbers. He smiled at the others as he put his phone back in his pocket, trying not to think what would happen if they drew too much attention to themselves. "Strength in numbers," he repeated, liking the sound of that. He had got so used to being alone...but this felt kind of nice. They really could help each other a lot. He had more questions for them, but he decided they could wait.
He took Gem's hand, deciding to let him walk on his own, now that he was a bit steadier on his feet.
"Just promise...If that ever happens...we wont kill them...Unless it's completely unavoidable," he whispered, his grip tightening on Gem's hand.
Gem looked up at him, confusion written all over his face. "Futa...I want to go home," he urged, giving the others a look that made it clear he didn't trust them.
Futa nodded. Then, giving the others one last smile, he turned and left, making his way to the cemetery gates.

{Should we make it morning soon? Btw, the zombies can't ever sleep.}

[Cracka Stole My Yoshi]

"I don't ever plan on letting Jay slip between my fingers again." Tate replied softly, kissing Jay's head lightly.
"Can we go home?" Jay murmured.
"Yeah, let's go home now."
Mary nodded once stiffly then turned on her heels, walking ahead of the two to the car. She slid in the drivers side and slammed the door, her elbow resting on the door and her head resting on her head. Tate got in the front seat and Jay hesitantly sat in the back.
Tate looked over at Mary who was still sitting there, motionless. He frowned. "Are you okay?"
"You know what? No, Tate. I'm not. We are messing with something sinister." She hissed quietly. "Don't you see he's not actually Jay? He's.. he's.. a zombie!"
Tate's frown deepened and he turned away from her, scowling out the window. "Let's just go home. I don't want to discuss this."
Mary huffed and started the car, then drove them to the house. The ride all the way home was a silent one. Once they arrived home, Mary was out of the car before the other two and went inside, immediately going to her room.
Tate sighed at her then got out of the car as well, helping Jay out. "Welcome home." He smiled sweetly. Jay smiled back and followed him into the house. They both went upstairs and into Tate's room, sitting on the edge of the bed. Tate rested his head on Jay's shoulder and he closed his eyes. "I'm tired."
Jay frowned and looked down at him. "For some reason, I'm not. Let's just lay down for awhile. It's been quite stressful for you today."
Tate nodded once and kicked off his shoes. He changed into his pajama's and slid into bed, Jay coming in behind him. Jay cuddled up to Tate and sighed, his eyes wide open. Tate, on the other hand, quickly drifted off to sleep.

[that's fine with me. xP]

[Fujoshi Otaku]

Futa walked back down the hill, wishing he hadn't left his car at home...What if Gem got tired? But, Gem didn't look tired at all. He just stared ahead of them blankly. It was uncharacteristic...But, he guessed being dead for seven years would have some affect.
"This place is...different," Gem muttered, looking at the houses along the street Futa turned onto. "It's not the same street...Where are we going?"
"I moved," Futa replied. He had been afraid of this. "I moved out when I was sixteen...I haven't really seen mum and dad much since then."
Gem frowned, and looked up at him. "Why not?"
The expression on Futa's face saddened, and he shook his head. "I guess they forgot I was there," he admitted. "It's not like they didn't try...But it was a forced effort...I looked so much like you. Seeing me must have caused them a lot of pain."
"I'm sorry," Gem whispered, an uncharacteristically guilty expression crossing his face.
Futa shook his head. "It's my own fault," he pointed out.
Confused by that sentence, Gem thought about asking what he had meant, but decided to avoid any subjects that would upset him further. Instead, he squeezed his hand comfortingly.
A few minutes later, they reached the house. Futa turned to Gem, and looked at the suit he was wearing. "You haven't grown...Not that I would have expected you to." He spoke more to himself than to Gem. "I saved some of your old clothes, when mum and dad tried to-"
"Throw them out?" Gem finished for him.
Futa just nodded. "But...I don't think I managed to get any pyjamas...You'll just have to wear one of my T. Shirts tonight. We'll buy you some tomorrow."
Gem smirked, and for the first time, he looked as though he was acting like himself. "Typical," he sighed, following Futa to his room, and rolling his eyes as Futa gave him a T. Shirt.
"I'll sleep in the living room, tonight. You can have my bed," Futa offered.
But, Gem shook his head. "I'm going to watch TV all night," he decided, sticking his tongue out at Futa, and marching off into the living room.
Futa was about to protest. He even considered ordering Gem to sleep. But, he couldn't bring himself to deny Gem what he wanted, right now...Even though he could wait until the morning to watch TV. He would tire himself out eventually, anyway.

But, he didn't.
When Futa woke up the next morning, and stumbled into the living room, yawning, Gem was still sat there wide awake. Staring at the TV screen looking slightly bored.
"You actually stayed up all night?"
Gem looked up at him. "Not on purpose," he replied. "I tried to go to sleep when the shows started to suck...But I couldn't. So I got stuck watching them. Seriously...What happened to all the good stuff? And why were you asleep so long?...Now I'm bored, and hungry."
At the last word, Futa froze. "I...I'm sorry," he stammered, looking out of the window. "I'll get you...something."

[Para]

Mia frowned and looked down at the ground when the others left. She would have offered them to stay at her place, just so they would feel safe and maybe know each other better. They could be more of them out there, but Mia didn't know any of them. Neither did they. So maybe it was better if they just stuck together for a while? Just to be safe. She took Gabriel's arm and supported him as they walked home. "I'm sorry I didn't think to take the car." Mia said and glanced up at him.
"That's okay, it's not that far is it?" her brother smiled at her reassuringly.
"No, it's not." They walked the rest of the way in silence, but held each other close. No words needed to be spoken.
She fumbled after her keys when they stood before the door to her apartment. "Um.. I didn't clean it up." she said. When Mia had left the apartment earlier the same evening, she hadn't thougt it would even work. Therefore it wasn't needed to make the place representable when only she, would return to this messy excuse for a living. "There's food-..." she cut herself off when she remembered. Luckily, Gabriel didn't hear. He walked inside, and with a dull look on his face, he just slumped down on the bed and rested his head on the pillow.
Mia sat down beside him and ran a hand through his hair.
"I'd like to watch TV." he said and stared up at the television.
"Here you go," Mia spoke softly and turned it on. She stared at him, and he stared on the TV.

After a while, Mia sighed sadly and went into the living room. Out of desperation and having no idea of what to do, she started cleaning the whole place up. Everything went out, all the beer cans and pizza boxes and what not. When she was done, she sat down on the couch and looked at her hands. They were shaking. So bad. Frantically she found a cigarrete and lit it up. It calmed her down a little bit, but it couldn't stop the rush of tears that followed.
Gabriel hadn't heard anything, but when she was done, Mia returned to the bedroom and crawled in beside him. Apparently he wasn't tired. She was. All he did was stare at that TV, and that was it. Why wouldn't he speak to her? Was he angry or sad or disappointed?
Before she drifted off to an uneasy sleep, Mia's last thoughts were those of her brother, and she wished that it would all be better in the morning.

[Fujoshi Otaku]

"Why don't we go out and get ice cream?" Futa suggested cheerfully, trying to think of an excuse for them to leave the house and find someone.
Gem raised his eyebrows at him. "For breakfast?" he asked suspiciously. The Futa he had known was always so set on following the rules. 'No ice cream before breakfast' being one of them. He was up to something.
Futa smiled. "Well, it's been...a while since you had ice cream, right? So, just for today, I'm going to let you do whatever you want."
For a moment, Gem had a contemplative look on his face, and he tilted his head to the side in thought. "Alright," he replied, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "And you can't take that promise back now. K?"
I may regret saying that...Futa thought, a little worried as he forced a smile and nodded. "K...I'll go get you something to wear, and we can go straight out."
Once Futa had left the room, Gem frowned at the doorway suspiciously. Futa was definitely up to something.

Hisoka was beginning to worry about Mia. She had been acting strange lately, and she wouldn't talk about it. At the risk of seeming like a stalker, he had left her numerous texts. But none had been answered. So, he decided to go over.
He made his way up to the apartment and knocked on the door. Usually, he would walk straight in, but since Mia had been acting so strangely, he didn't think it was such a good idea.

[Para]

She awoke to the knocking of the door, and for some reason Mia sat up quickly. As if she had just awoken from a horrible nightmare. She was covered in sweat too. The young girl quickly wiped it away and looked over at her brother. He was still in bed, but upon closer inspection, he wasn't sleeping. His eyes were still open and fixed on the tv.
"TV isn't what it used to be." he said and then shifted his gaze to his sister. "Are you okay?" he asked her and raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, just go back to watching those crappy soaps." Mia answered him. "I've got a lot of games as well, if you'd like." she pointed towards her computer and then to the console under the TV.
Then it returned to her. She vaguely recalled someone knocking the door, but wasn't completely certain until it was knocked again.
"Coming!" she said and jumped out of bed. She went out the door in nothing but her pj's, which consisted of nothing but a big white t-shirt. She opened the door and saw her best friend standing there. Her first reaction was unsettling and made her heart jolt into her throat. How was she going to explain this? He'll understand, he's my best friend. she thought to reassure herself.
"Hisoka!" she said and then hugged him tightly, burrying her face in his shoulder. The troubles of these last few days overwhelmed her and even though she was fresh out of bed, Mia felt tired again.

[Fujoshi Otaku]

Hisoka stumbled backwards a few steps, his eyes wide with shock when Mia suddenly hugged him. His expression relaxed into a reassuring smile, and he gently hugged her back. "And there I was thinking you didn't like me anymore," he muttered.
Then, he continued seriously. "What's wrong, sweetie?...Do I have to beat someone up for you?" He managed to pry her from the front of his shirt, and, one arm still around her shoulders, he guided her back inside. The TV was on in her room, but he assumed she had just been watching it. He turned into the living room.

Gem waited outside the shop while Futa bought ice creams for them both. He couldn't feel the warmth of the sun, but the breeze on his face was nice. He didn't particularly feel like going into a stuffy little shop when he could stand out here and just observe everything that passed him.
"Oi, oi look," a voice suddenly cut into his thoughts.
Three boys were walking up the street towards the shop. The 'trouble making' type, he assumed. And they had seen him. Although they looked around 16, they decided they weren't above teasing a 12 year old.
"Oi kid, where's your mummy?" the first one demanded obnoxiously, putting his hand against the wall to block Gem's path.
Gem stared up at him indifferently. "Do you ever brush your teeth?" he shot back, putting his hand over his nose. "Because you really should."
"What did you just say, you little brat?"
"He just owned you, mate!" one of his friends laughed, while the other cracked his knuckles threateningly.
The first one scowled. "You don't know who you're messing with, do you?"
"You're the ones who came here deliberately looking for a fight," Gem responded, shrugging. He resisted the temptation to flinch when the guy raised his fist.
But then the third one spoke up, swearing. "Someone's coming."
"We'll finish this later."
"See you then," Gem called after them as they left. He rolled his eyes as an old woman walked past. Damn wimps...
He didn't realize Futa had been watching the whole thing through the door of the shop. He left the shop, and smiled as he handed Gem both of the ice creams. "Could you just hold mine for a second? I have to text someone." Smiling again at the curious look on Gem's face, he texted Mia and Tate: I just found us a three course meal. Come to my house in about half an hour. Then he wrote down his address and sent the text. "I just have to go back to the car for something. You wait here and I'll bring it around."
"Why do I have to wait here?" Gem demanded, now certain Futa was up to something. "What was in that text?"
Without an explanation, Futa walked away in the direction the three boys had gone.

[Cracka Stole My Yoshi]

Tate jumped a bit as his phone vibrated violently on the table next to him. Jay looked up warily at him, resting his chin on his chest, and cocked his head to the side. "Who's texting you?" Tate groaned and rubbed his eye.
"I don't know.." He lazily threw his hand on the table, searching for his phone. He picked it up and flipped it open, squinting as the bright light hit his eyes. "Oh, it's from Futa. Apparently, he found food for you."
Jay sat up, clapping his hands together in excitement. "Goody! I'm starving."
Tate sat up as well, smiling a bit at him as he smoothed Jay's hair down a bit. His smile began to disappear as he noticed that Jay's eyes were.. significantly blacker than he remembered.
"What?" Jay asked, a worried tone to his voice.
Tate shook his head, forcing a smile on his face. "Nothing, nothing. Don't worry about it. Let's get dressed, yeah?" Tate flung his legs over the side of the bed and got up, stretching as he did so. Jay sat on the edge of the bed, swinging his legs a bit as he watched Tate change clothes.
Tate turned around and looked at him, an eyebrow raised. "Did you even sleep?"
"Nope!"
Tate frowned. "Why?"
"I don't know. I just wasn't tired."
"You could've gotten up and watched TV or something."
Jay simply just shook his head. "No. I hadn't seen you in years. Why would I go do something pointless when I could lay with you?"
Tate's smile returned and he leaned down, putting his hand on Jay's neck and kissing him. Jay smiled and kissed him back then stood up.
"Are you ready to go, then?"
Tate nodded and went downstairs, seeing Mary sitting at the table with a cup of tea in her hand, staring out the window with a blank expression. "...Mary?" Tate said softly.
"Hmm?" Mary said warily, turning her head to look at them.
"We're.. Going to go out."
"Okay." She replied simply, staring out the window once more. Her tea cup was still full. She was just.. sitting there. What was she even thinking?

[Para]

"Didn't like you? Are you kidding me? I love you." Mia said and smiled at Hisoka. Then they walked back into the apartment. "No Hisoka, you don't have to beat anyone up. I can take care of myself, you know." Mia put her hands to her sides and raised an eyenbrow. But then her face grew serious. He didn't know about Gabriel. She sat down on the couch and looked at the door towards her bedroom for a second, and then back at her best friend. "I've... I have something to tell you." she said and took a deep breath. Then as if it knew, her phone came to the rescue. It was a text, from Futa.
She furrowed her eyebrows. The text wasn't funny.
What's your adress? she typed back and then put the phone down.
"Promise me you won't be mad at me," Mia almost begged her best friend, and tried to control her breath. Gabriel moved in the bedroom, but she wasn't sure whether Hisoka heard or not.
How was he going to react?

[Fujoshi Otaku]

Hisoka smiled sweetly, still standing. "But that's the reason best friends were invented," he pointed out. "What kind of friend would I be if I didn't beat up every single person who tried to hurt or annoy you?" He leaned against the wall, observing the living room. It was much tidier than usual.
He was about to ask about it, when Mia's phone suddenly beeped at them. The expression on Mia's face changed, and Hisoka became worried again.
"You know I could never get mad at you...Even if you raised an army of the Undead to take over the world," he assured her when she continued, deciding not to ask about the text. He was about to sit down beside her, when he heard a sound coming from the bedroom that wasn't the TV. His face lit up when he came to a conclusion. "Mia!" he gasped, grabbing one of her hands between both of his, looking excited. "Are you...pregnant? You are, aren't you? That's amazing!" Before Mia could even begin to explain, he turned away, making his way towards the bedroom. "I finally get to be an uncle!...We can dress it up in little lolita clothes...How adorabl-"
He stopped in the doorway when he saw Gabriel...He looked...different. Blond hair, turquoise eyes. But...he looked so much like him. He backed out of the room slowly. That wasn't Gabriel. He knew that...Gabriel was dead. So why did he get such a bad feeling when he saw him?...It wasn't healthy for Mia to be hanging around with someone just because he looked like her dead brother...Maybe that was it.

Futa caught up with the three boys. "Hey," he called out to them cheerfully.
They turned and glared at him, obviously itching for a fight. "What do you want?"
"That kid back there," Futa began to invent quickly. "You want to mess him up, don't you?...Well, I know where he lives. And I can take you there."
The first boy narrowed his eyes at him suspiciously. "Why would you do that?" he demanded.
Futa shrugged. "'Cause I have a problem with him too...Come on. There wont be anything left for you if you don't come with me now."
Apparently the boys weren't so smart. They exchanged looks, and shrugged. Then they followed Futa to his car.
Smiling innocently, Futa made his way to the boot. "I just need to get-" He jumped when he received a text, and swore under his breath when he realized he'd forgotten to send his address to Mia. He hastily responded, making sure none of the three heard him. Then, putting his phone back into his pocket, he pulled out a shovel.
Before the first boy knew what was happening, he was unconscious on the ground, blood pouring from a wound in his head. The other two quickly moved into action, attacking Futa before he could attack them. But Futa managed to escape with a bloody lip.
Damn it...Gem will ask about that, he thought as he wiped the blood from his mouth. Then he loaded the three unconscious boys into the back of the car, covering them with a blanket. Maybe it was just because he was angry with them for trying to bully his brother, but that was much easier than he had expected.
"Where have you been?" Gem demanded, still holding Futa's half melted ice cream. He had finished his own. "How did you hurt your lip?"

[Para]

She tried to get a word in, but Hisoka babbled and made it impossible. "Hisoka don't!" she tried, but too late. He had already seen Gabriel. "I'm not pregnat... I've.." Mia gulped and looked at him apologetically.
Gabriel came out of the bedroom with messy hair and a smile on his lip. "Oh my God! Hisoka!" he said and then hugged Mia's best friend as well. Gabriel liked him because he liked Mia, and treated her nice.
Then Mia stood up and walked towards both of them, and put a hand on her best friends shoulder. "I think I have some explaining to do." she couldn't avoid staring at the shocked expression on his face, and feel a knot of guilt in her stomach. Mia grabbed his arm gently and let him to the couch and sat him down. Her phone beeped again and Futa had sent his adress, Mia didn't answer right now.
"Would you like some tea? This is pretty... Overwhelming." Mia tried a smile and then took a deep breath, glancing over at Hisoka.

[Fujoshi Otaku]

Realization hit Hisoka as Gabriel hugged him, and he stood frozen to the spot, his eyes wide with shock. "But...How...?" was all he could manage as Mia led him to the couch. He glanced at Gabriel repeatedly, as though certain he would vanish at any moment. He didn't look any older than he had when he had died...But then, it was only a year ago. Had they faked it?...No...He had been to the funeral. Everyone had been there.
So...Why?
He shook his head when Mia offered him a drink, and forced a smile. "I think you have a lot of explaining to do," he teased. But, his voice betrayed him by shaking. "Unless this is a dream..." He trailed off, and looked at Gabriel again. "You are Gabriel, aren't you? There are no hidden cameras here...R-right?"
As his voice broke on the last word, he closed his eyes, begging for the cheerful expression to remain on his face. The only time Mia had not seen him smiling was when Gabriel had died. "Mia...What's going on?"

[Back And Badass]

Name: Aly Jones
Age: 10
Appearance:
Reason for bringing back deceased: Her big brother, Andrew, was all she every had. She needs him to be there.
Other: very shy

Zombie name: Andrew Jones
Appearance age: 16
Real age: 20
Appearance:
Other: Goes by Kaz

[Cracka Stole My Yoshi]

Tate slammed the door behind him as he got in the car and Jay followed, sitting in the passenger seat. Tate looked at the kitchen window, seeing Mary still sitting there staring blankly at nothing. He frowned and shook his head.
"What's wrong with her?" Jay asked, an edge of worry in his voice.
"I have no idea." He replied honestly. "Maybe she just had a rough night or something. I don't know. We'll figure it out when we get back."
Jay nodded and put his hand on Tate's hand as he pulled out of the driveway and began driving to Futa's house.
"What do I get to eat?" Jay said excitedly after a few moments, looking over at Tate.
"I don't know." Tate lied. "I know you'll love it though."
Jay smiled happily and stayed quiet for the rest of the ride to Futa's house. Once they got there, they parked on the side of the road and walked up to his house. Then, Tate rapped on the door lightly.