After the Honeymoon

Chapter 16

I seriously had no clue what the heck to name this chapter, sooo yeah, this is just chapter 16... But anyways, for those of you who didn't read the last, read it or you'll be extremely lost if you don't.

Two days of looking for Mikey and Ray went by without any luck. Frank started to try and get me some kind of social life more than he tried to find our 'brothers'. Most of the people he tried to get me to talk to, though, were four years younger than me and I didn't have much intrest in hanging out with them.

"Frank, we seriously need to find Mikey and Ray. We can't just slack off here because you want to hang out with people. We can do that later." I started to get onto Frank.

"Come on, Gerard! We've looked everywhere three times over now!" Frank complained.

"We could just go door to door to see if anyones seen them." I said. It was probably something we should have done on Saturday, but of course, I didn't think to do it until now.

"Whatever. Lets just go." Frank sighed. We started going door to door around the city with still no luck, until we hit a perfectly symmetrical house that I would love to live in. I knocked on the door, but nobody answered.

"Weird." I stated. We turned to leave, and I heard someone coming up behind us. I grabbed Frank and dived into the nearest bush with him to hide.

"What the-" Frank tried to say.

"Shhh! I think someone was following us!" I whispered. Two voices started getting closer to the door if the house we were next to.

"I kind of miss 'em." one voice said. "I just wish they believed us."

"I do too, Mikey, but if they want to live with a freaking kidnapper, then you know what, let 'em." I heard the other voice say, and I realized it was Ray and Mikey.

"Yeah. It's kind of a shame, though. Gerard would love how symmetrical this house is. And he'd be able to enroll in the DWMA like he always wanted to." Mikey said.

"I'd bet if your dad wasn't running it he definitely would have gotten enrolled in there by now. Who knows, he could have even made a death scythe by now." Ray said. Frank and I both stepped out of the bush we had jumped into, and Ray sighed. "Looks like maybe they were listening."

"Sorry. We've been looking for you guys since Saturday, though. You scared the living hell out of me!" I told them.

"Well, we did tell you we were running away." Mikey pointed out.

"I didn't think you were serious!" I said. "Imagine if you had gotten caught while trying to get away!"

"But we didn't! And honestly, I wanted to take that risk more than anything! I hated living there, and I was definitely not going to live with a kidnapper!" Mikey said. "I may be only thirteen, and most people would say I'm being stupid and wreckless, but dammit, our parents have been looking for us for years!"

"I know, I didn't believe you the other day, but i think I do now." I said.

"What about you, Frank?" Ray asked.

"I believed you from the begining. I was just scared of getting caught." Frank admitted.

"So.... You guys want to meet our real parents?" Ray asked us.

"Why the hell not?" I chuckled.

"Follow me, then." Mikey said.

KIDS POV

Spirit walked into the death room and I sighed.

"What are you doing here, Spirit?" I asked. I looked over at him, with his greying hair that he constantly dyed red. From here he looked completely normal, but I still wanted to know why he was here. When I became the Grim Reaper, Soul took his place, since he's the only other death scythe thats actually a scythe and Spirit hates me. He didn't say anything yet. He just walked closer. "Okay, you get creepier by the day."

"Don't you know?" he said, and suddenly I was extremely confused.

"What the hell are you talking about you creepy perv?" Soul asked.

"Your mother can control others, Kid." Spirit replied, which made me even more confused.

"My mother died in childbirth....." I pointed out.

"No, she didn't. She's controlling me right now." Spirit said.

"Do you honestly expect me to believe this bs?" I asked, and Spirit just kept walking closer. When he got close enough, I realized his eyes weren't their usual color. They were the same exact shade of purple as Joseph's eyes. "What's with your eyes?"

"H-help...." Spirit said quietly, suddenly looking dizzy. He started to collapse, and I caught him in midfall.

"What the hell is going on?" Soul asked, staring at me.

"I have no clue." I replied.