where do you stand

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The door shut behind us, I turned to look at Daniel who looked very uncomfortable under my gaze.

"what's wrong with your eyes?" he asked

"my eye? what makes you think something's wrong with my eyes?" I unconsciously moved my hand to my face

"your pupils are so big, you look like a vampire, or a demon"

"what?" I walk into a different room, past big Daniel's sleeping form and into his bathroom. he's right, when I leaned close my pupils looked giant, like I was high or something.

I did get that numbing drug at the doctors. I heard his short steps after me, stopping right behind me. That made my wounded areas ache at the thought of getting hurt again.

"Yeah, I was at the hospital, I'm not sure but I did get drugs for the pain" I lifted my shirt. my suit got cut when my side got stabbed and then it only got worse when I ran into a burning house. small burning wounds surrounded the slashed but newly stitched skin.

"you got stabbed?!" He tried really hard to not shout but still jolted to my side. He seemed to be freaking out, his face switched to one I was basically best friends with. Guilt.

"No, I was an idiot to run into a burning building, a log fell, I got away but ran into something" lying through my teeth "I shouldn't have been that careless though, but I'd do the same things forever if I got to keep you guys alive"

When I looked down his hands were clenched. Why would he feel guilty? Is he mad at big Daniel, if he is he's an idiot.

"It's not his fault, Pan said he and the others did their best and I'd be unfair to be angry at their best, it's not his fault that they were better and they will be dealt with"

You're spilling! SHHH!

I want to see what he'll do.

"..dealt with?"

"of course, you're not the only person who knows some shady people"

"are you talking about Naroo? which one is he? the black haired one or purple?"

"purple. I wouldn't.....well, never mind, I would, he is pretty shady"

"why do you even know him?"

"we grew up together"

His eyes widened slightly, I guess I startled him because he jumped back, probably worried. Why?

"wait. what?"

I sighed, I couldn't believe I was telling him this.

"yeah, uh we grew up in the same neighborhood"

Totally.

"wow, you know so many people. Naroo isn't Korean either is he?"

"No, he's from Japan, he moved to my neighborhood when he was 12"

"..... you know him, I have a question, had he ever been called something weird? I read about something about....the Yakuza" he whispered the last part

"Like what? cause I can't think of anything"

"Well it's stupid but there's a famous Yakuza leader that's called something like....It was written in Japanese but i translatedit and it said "Bat"...I think, I don't know if it was legit or not"

"Pff, no never".....Nobusuma.... "sounds stupid. Who would even be brave enough to bring up the Yakuza? Scary stuff"

Naroo said that Nobusuma was a Bat yokai thing.... like a ghost or something... but wouldn't I know about it? I could ask him... but he would've told me there when he was questioning that guy.

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