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Lewis slowly woke up in his bed. He yawned and sat up. He got out of bed, and walked over to his closest. He went to pull out a suit, when he stopped and remembered what he promised yesterday. He instead opened a drawer he keeps locked. He pulled out a pair of jeans, a nice purple sweater, and a pair of black suede boots that had a two inch wedge heel. He put his outfit in one arm, and then got his breast binder. He walked over to his bed, and laid out his outfit. He put his binder one slowly, then the jeans. He then put on his sweater. He looked over at the mirror. He turned to his more human form, and gently looked his body over. He let a warm smile show as he gently ran his hands over his hips. "I look good in this..." He looked over at the boots, and put them on. He stood up, and went back to his ghost form.

He walked out of his bedroom and left his house, making sure to lock the door behind himself. He saw a notice on his front door, and looked at it closely. "Residents of limbo beware, a demonic human soul runs amuck, it is a level 9 threat, all who cannot fight it leave limbo, and stay safe..." He took it off his door, folded it up and walked down the path. He rubbed his arms as he watched his surroundings carefully. He knows he can't last in a fight against a human soul turned demonic at level nine. He can barely handle something at level six. But he does know he can outrun one. He heard a rustle in some bushes and looked at them worriedly. "Times like these I wish I didn't regain as much of my life force as I did..." Lewis muttered softly as he sped up. He paid close attention to everything around him, and soon enough, reached the fork in the road. He let out a deep breath he didn't even know he was holding.

"Wow..." A voice said softly, causing Lewis to turn to it. He let his eyes show a smile at the sight of Manolo, but blushed softly when he saw Manolo looking him up and down slowly. He felt his spine chill, but in a good way, but he still crossed his arms and closed his legs reflexively.

"I guess you like what you see, right?" Lewis asked him softly as he blushed a bit, not minding it when Manolo checked him out. Manolo shook himself out of his stupor.

"Yes, you look... Well, amazing! But you looked really relieved once you got here, is there a reason for that?" He asked him softly.

Lewis sighed and handed him the notice. "I found this on my front door, and... Well, I'm not as strong as I used to be before I regained some of my life force... Mainly to these things. I even had trouble fighting them when I was mostly dead." He explained softly. He saw Manolo's expression become one of worry.

"Will you be safe? Maybe someone should walk with you home, just in case." Manolo held the notice out for Lewis to take back. Lewis smiled and took it back, putting it back in his back pocket.

"Thanks for worrying, and yeah, I would like it if someone walked me back home. My fire can only give second degree burns at best, and I can't really fly like I used to anymore. But I can at least still out run one if I can see it coming soon enough." Lewis explained as he began to walk towards the Cafe. "Plus, they already sent out reapers to try and hunt it down. So if it isn't caught by closing time, someone will walk home with me and stay the night. I could ask Brook, he pretty much lives with me, he stays over so much." Lewis pondered out loud.

"I could walk back with you? A few years after first dying Manny would take me with him on missions as a way to help me... Uh, deal with a large build up of anger and rage. So I have a bit of experience fighting these things." Manolo offered Lewis, rubbing the back of his neck.

Lewis nodded. "Yeah, maybe we could swing by your place first so you could get some needed clothes... Your apartment isn't a mess already, is it?" Lewis asked him to mess with him a bit.

Manolo rolled his eyes with a smile. "No, I kept it clean... Mostly." Manolo added on more softly as he remembered the fact he hadn't done the dishes at his place in a bit.

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