You see there is something in this world called "luck". You know that force of nature that helps your chances of good fortune happening? Yeah that. Kiku was having none of that shit. Screw luck if it all was going to do was ruin his day. The little lightning mage was busy getting some weird magic glue out of his pointy hair. It just stucked in there, he knew he shouldn't have take that quest. "What the fuck, how does that work!?" Even though Kiku may look like a small, helpless little kid but he was anything but that. Really, he was just a little shit. He was a smart little shit though, he knew how to act flawlessly and how to create situations that were beneficial to him and yet he couldn't get fucking glue out of his hair. "Goddammit!" He cried out in... mild irritation. Let's just say that.

"Ren-kun! Help me out here! Don't sit there and do nothing! Stop laughing!" Kiku had probably the cutest pout on his childish face. You see, the two had to deal with this quest, they had to bring an escaped mental patient back to the Magic Council. Only problem was that the guy had actually had a fully functional, if not slightly busted, brain in his head. Go figure. He then shot at Kiku a bunch of blobs of white substances. Kiku had dodged most of it but got some at the tip of his hair, which pissed him off. If you pissed of Kiku, then expect either a really heavy beatdown or murder. Usually the latter. In the end however, the poor man was beaten to a bloody pulp since the Magic Council wanted him alive, heaven knows why. "The stupid son of a bitch probably used Web Magic or some shit." The brunette muttered out, did I mention he had quite the potty mouth? Funny how that worked, considering he used to speak with such an elevated pattern. In the end, however, Kiku just decided to quit while he was ahead.

Now they stood in the middle of an alley way in Haregon Town. He kicked the unconscious body once more for good measure, hearing only a good weak groan in response. Tch, that's what happens when you messed with Kiku Kunazumi. Hazel eyes narrowed to an almost grotesque degree but sighed before he looked at the bluenette who had just watched an almost homicide occur before him. Sadistic asshole. "So you have anything to help me carry this stupid fucker back to Era?" He asked his partner in catching crime, see, normally Kiku had less vulgar choices of words but this time, Kiku irritated beyond belief so he resorted to swearing like a sailor with a inferiority complex and no love life.

If that made any sense.

Ren grinned with his usual sadistic glee at the sight of his seemingly innocent partner practically murder some filth that the council wanted back.
"Such a shame the council gave strict instructions not to kill him"
Ren sighed in dissapointment.
Now he wasn't going to get his daily fill of death and he'd instead get to deal with a whiny and pissy little shit of a partner. Honestly the guy was his basically only friend but he could be so annoying when he got angry.
"I haven't got anything to carry but I know you'll do nothing but whine so I'll carry him,now come on let's go to the train station so we can get the reward and go the fuck home".

Ren reached down and pulled the lifeless form of the not so light criminal onto his shoulders, a life like Ren's had allowed him to become rather strong. Carrying the criminal, Ren started towards the train station, instinctively knowing that his younger partner was following him. The two had been through a lot together and this allowed Ren to communicate with him despite the fact that Ren didn't tend to speak much.
"Hey Kiku..."
Ren waited until the shorter boy looked at him before continuing.
"Your attempt to seem badass and intimidating sucked"
The bluenette chuckled as his shorter friend grew visibly more annoyed.
Moments like this were special because they allowed him to forget the horrors of his past and simply dwell in the moment.

Kiku was glad that Ren was strong. Like actually strong, that way Kiku didn't have to waste using his magic to levitate the victim. Magnetic fields and all that science stuff. As Ren went ahead and decided to go and walk off to the train station, Kiku just sighed. There was no point in dealing with that shit anymore. He stared at the web in his hair and decided that he would take a shower when he got home, at least that way it would work out and he get this goddamn shit out of his hair. Kiku placed his arms behind his head and walked to the station which just coming into view, Ren then had said his name, to which he turned his glance to Ren with a "Hmmm...?"

He shouldn't have said anything since the bluenette was just being a fucker and teased him. In response, Kiku pointed a finger to his partner and generated an electrical shock, smelling the singeing scent of the man's clothes. "Oops~ My hand slipped." He laughed in a cute, oh so smug manner before he lifted the body up magnetically, not caring about the strange looks people gave him. They should see this often enough by now, there were other people with bloody bodies too! OK, so maybe they didn't just floated it around and stuff but whatever, he could do what ever he wanted. It's not like he was committing a murder in broad daylight, he had to kill people at night! That way, evidence would be more easily hidden. That's the basic of being a former assassin.

"Hey, jackass. Come sit down over here. The train isn't going to be coming for another fifteen minutes." He told Ren as he sat down on a bench and just dropped the body on the floor next to him. Obviously, that caught the attention of the guards, who walked over and gave a skeptic look on their stupid faces. Kiku pulled out the ripped piece of paper from his pocket and showed them it, a condescending look on his face as they sighed and let them be. "Hey Ren-kun, what do you want to eat today? I'll have to stop by the shops and get food when we get back from this job." He asked his partner, kicking the nearly dead body again on the head, he could tell the guy was coming to so another kick ought to do the trick.

Ren sighed, he'd been doing that a lot lately.
"I don't care as long as you get my sweetd"
Ren replied in almost complete monotone it was an odd thing for a punkish teenager to be asking for sweets in complete monotone but Ren had never been a normal child.

Looking towards Kiku Ren grinned when he noticed the boy knock out their victim once again, if they kept this up he might just get his violent murder. Sometimes Ren wished he could have remained in his former guild however it wasn't the nicest of environments.

Looking away from Kiku Ren noticed that the pair were receiving strange and judgmental looks from passersby which caused Ren to narrow his eyes at them.

"Fucking pricks"
Ren mumbled as the people quickly looked away from the angered youth.
Just as Ren began to contemplate how difficult it would be kill everyone inside this station the train pulled in. Ren sighed and reached down to hoist the filthy Scum's corpse... I mean unconscious form... Onto his shoulders.