Alright, sorry, you can kill me. My computer i write with got a virus, i had to attended the funeral of a family member after a battle with cancer, i've been in a fight at school, and all this other stuff. So here is a new chapter, and thank you for being paitent. Also, thanks to overlordrsh for the idea. Also, this is the first thing typed on my shiny new laptop! YAY!

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"YOU WANT ME TO DO WHAT!" Kaito cried, looking at the chimera and the shouta. They must have lost thier minds, or forgotten their medications. ANYTHING to spare him from the fate he may face.

"We need you to do the Running of the Bulls, in Spain." Kaito deadpaneed, and did the only rational thing in his mind. Run for the window screaming for help. "THEY'RE ARE GOING TO KILL ME! IDON'TWANTTODIE!" He was grabbed by the scarf, and dragged, crying, out of his door and down a flight of stairs.

"Look Kaito, stop crying." Len said in his non-shouta voice. He was holding one end of the long blue scarf as Kaito dug his nails into the wood floor, warping and scrating the wood. Sighing, the blinde called his last resort. "TEI! GET YOU'RE LAZY BUTT DOWN HERE!" He dodged a bat that was thrown at him from an unknown place, but it hit poor kaito in the head, sucessfully knocking him out.

When Kaito woke up, he nearly ruined his pants. There were cries in Spanish everywhere, and the people around looked almost ready to run. Before he could react, the signal was given and the bulls charged. The rest of the race composed of him getting his scarf dirty, riding a bull, falling off a bull, and getting kicked in the head. He was moodily silent on the way back to the plane, munching on a precious lifesaving Klondike Bar and ignoring his two sniggering "Friends."

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Hope you enjoy! It's 10:18 and time for me to go to bed. :)