Teko: *suddenly disappears*//Marco: ..?!//*the doors of the restaurant open*//Teko: *standing at the doors* over here..//Marco: what...?!

Teko: *lays on the floor not moving a muscle*//Marco: Teko, you can't fake passing out on me.. *gets ready to hit Teko again*

won't**

Teko: *has a tiny smile*

Teko: *his voice sounded much deeper than his normal voice* Marco....//Marco: ....!//Teko: *snickers* You with win....//Marco: *quickly turns around and skams the baseball bat in Teko's head knocking Teko off his feet*

Sultan: *smiles* anything you want~

Sultan: s-sure..~

Teko: ...! *nuzzles his neck*

Teko: *quietly stands up*

Sultan: ...~ *quietly purrs without noticing*

Teko: *looks down*

Marco: *pulls out his bat* ...

Sultan: *face turns bright red* ..!

Teko: *tears roll down his cheeks* ....

Teko: *looks up at Marco, trembling* ....

Teko: *hugs Dashie back tightly*

Marco: ...

Sultan: *he stopped himself from looking Matt in the eye* p-positive...

Marco: *looks at the fire* ....-

Marco: *lets go of Teko* .. *glares at ???*//Teko: *falls to the ground gasping and coughing* ..-