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Gloves stared at the boy. 

She was shocked. 

Did she do that?

The boy laughed. 

"I'm sorry. People are always surprised. I was born this way."

He held out his hand. 

"My name is Daisuke, what's your name?"

Cautiously, Gloves held his small, fragile hand in hers.

She wrote Gloves on his right arm.

He giggled.

"That tickled. So, your name's Gloves is it?"

Gloves pursed her lips. She didn't want to lie to Daisuke.

He nodded, as if he understood.

But how could he? She wondered as they set off.

He's so young.

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They met their first obstacle. 

The hair-dressing couple.

Their scissors were sharp - though not as sharp as their tongues. 

"Heh. Little brats." Lolita snickered.

Taku smirked back. "Easy prey."

They set upon Daisuke and Gloves.

Daisuke was handling himself well, but Gloves was a mess.

Taku had torn apart her gloves. 

She was vulnerable.

She was deadly.

She was free.

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