Light and Dark

Killer

"Killer!" Dust tackled the serious-faced killer (ey?) into a hug.

"Hey, Dust," He mumbled into Dust's arm. The girls stood up as Dust let Killer go. They jumped to their feet and Dust grinned.

"What are you doing here?" He asked. Killer pulled his knife from the dead man.

"I'm here because Night, our magnanimous king, wanted me to look after his sister and make sure she isn't killed like she was about to be a few seconds ago," He stood up and bowed to Dream. "My Lady." Dust pushed him

"So formal Kills. Loosen up."

"Later," He said. "Got any food?"

Nightmare sat at his desk, reading something with his forehead resting on his hand. Cross stood at the door, staring at him.

"What are you doing Nightmare?" Cross asked. Nightmare turned around, startled. Seeing Cross he turned back to his previous position.

"Nothing Cross. Nothing." She moved over to him, a passive expression on her face.

"Nothing every night since I got here six months ago?" She asked. Nightmare looked at her.

"Has it already been that long?" He asked. She nodded. "God, I should have let you leave months ago." He looked tired and lost.

"I don't want to leave," She said, looking at him fearfully. Nightmare stared at her, confused.

"You... don't?" She nodded earnestly. "Why?" She looked away nervously.

"Oh, um... I don't..." He stared at her expectantly.

"Don't what?" He asked.

"I...don't..." she blushed and looked away. "Want...to leave... you..." He stood up from his desk, a confused smile on his face and shaking his head.

"Cross, I don't understand. Why would you want to stay with me?" She grabbed his hands in her own and looked him in the eye.

"Night you're the first person who was ever nice to me. You might be the King of the Dark Realm but you're my closest friend and I lo-" She stopped. "Nevermind." She ran from the room, leaving Nightmare alone in his study, short of breath and blushing.

Reaper stood on the balcony looking at the grounds around the castle, waiting.

"Reaper?" Reaper turned around and smiled.

"Horror! You came!" He said. Horror nodded.

"What'd you want me for?" He asked, joining him at the balcony's edge.

"Well, I believe we're both suffering from a problem with the new inmates..."

"What kind of problems? I thought you were just trying to be that anti-social girl's friend."

"Well I am but..."

"But you like her?" Reaper blushed.

"Yeah, so? You like that pink haired girl!" Horror shushed him.

"Yeah I do but..."

"But you're still sensitive about your looks and think she's out of your league or some bullshit like that?"

"Well, are you gonna confess to your crush?"

"She won't even be friends with me, why would I tell her I like her?!"

"Well Lust is absolutely beautiful and shows exactly no sign of even thinking of me, why would I tell her I like her?!" The two glared at each other for a few minutes then Reaper held out a hand, grinning.