[RL with Lussuria]
Shito wasn't much affected by the cold of Jack Frost's travel method, though he did feel it. He shook it off easily, brushing frost from his hair and clothes, and looked around himself curiously. He had to admit to a bit of lingering uneasiness about this adventure.
He hated to admit it, even to himself, but Akatsuki might be right. What if Jack refused to return to take him home and his hand rotted off. That would be...very annoying. Or what if Lussuria did something nasty? He was a mafioso, after all. It was almost to be expected.
Hm, well he'd just have to cross those bridges if he came to them.
He hated to admit it, even to himself, but Akatsuki might be right. What if Jack refused to return to take him home and his hand rotted off. That would be...very annoying. Or what if Lussuria did something nasty? He was a mafioso, after all. It was almost to be expected.
Hm, well he'd just have to cross those bridges if he came to them.