Door Discovery

Somewhere in the back of your mind you wonder how you ended up carrying both Free and Eruka to the ‘bar exit’ of this world, honestly how were you saddled with the massive wild woman and funky frog princess again? Oh yeah, with a groan you remember how the rest of the girls fumbled and failed at trying to keep Free from falling out of their grasp, the surprisingly large framed woman proving to be too much for them to handle thus leaving you to gingerly carry the **** werewolf on your back. Then there was Eruka, the little frog witch attaching herself to you like a damned lamprey in much the same way Lilynette had done only a few short hours before hand. No matter what **** the others would apply Eruka would just stick to your stomach, even going to far as to clench her teeth into your shirt so as to provide incentive to let her have her way. Eventually the girls give up as quickly as you do, the collective fatigue you all feel not up prying the attached frog witch from your body.

Glancing to your group you notice how Soul and Maka have taken Crona while Star and Tsubaki have a hold of Medusa, both of them wearily holding the older witch while Kid watches over and readies herself to strike out if it proves necessary. Granted, the fact that Medusa and Crona are bound by magically formed bindings provided by a surprisingly enthusiastic Blair gives the girls a bit more security but as they say, it is better safe than sorry.

As you look at your four new ‘hostages’ you contemplate how, when they are not awake or trying to attack you, they each hold a cute little charm to them. Medusa’s writhing sensuality, Crona’s soft aloofness, Free’s wild and untamed spirit, and Eruka’s cute if a bit clinging personality; they were all things that you really could come to admire about them…if they hadn’t gone and attacked you like they did.

With a sigh you try to shake it off, after all who hasn’t done something stupid in the name of love…or whatever the hell Medusa was trying to pull anyway. Honestly, now that he thought about it the girls he had at the moment had all done something a little bit crazy to be with him…from Renji and Rangiku nearly giving up their powers and positions as Shinigami to Anko and her group coming back from the dead, they have all shown you a love that before meeting them you never could have possibly imagined. Perhaps this was some sort of karmic penance by the whole of existence, offering you deep and unending love in return for your eternal service. With a soft mental chuckle you could definitely see the equality in that, a lifetime of being a lone soldier being repaid with a home that no matter what is always filled with love. With a quiet sigh you look up into the clear blue sky of **** City and for the first time since you got there one thought goes through your mind, you really miss your girls and you really miss your home…

“John-kun,” a sudden and soft voice breaks you from your thoughts, the kind tone of Tsubaki making itself known as she speaks, “is this it?”

Looking down from your stare into the sky you find yourself before a very familiar door, an aged wooden rectangle that looks precisely like the exit to the bar you remember, save for the fact that instead of being inside of a wall this door is sitting out in the middle of the street with no rhyme or reason behind its presence. “Yeah…this is it,” You mutter, looking the door up and down in confusion, “Not sure why it’s here though…”

“John-kun,” this time it is the more mature sounding tone of Liz that speaks, her hand pointing at your waist and to the Urn handing from your belt, “look at your Urn!”

As you turn your gaze down you find that indeed the urn is quite the sight to behold, the small porcelain object seeming to glow with an unnatural light as it hovers just out of the reach of gravity, “Whoa…it’s never done that before…”

“Maybe it’s because of your talk with Honorable Father,” Kid suddenly speaks up, her eyes never leaving Medusa as she addresses you directly, “was he able to tell you anything about your duties as a Deadman-Shinigami or how to control the Urn?”

Blinking a bit you think back to your conversation with the enigmatic master of the castle, his jovial attitude and amused voice repeating in your mind bit by bit as you try to pick out something of significance from his words. With a sudden flash realization hits you, a Deadman-Shinigami is born and awoken once per any dimension, even those with the dimension hopping ability would have a home, somewhere to return and tend to despite their incredible travels. Perhaps that is what the urn reacted to, your desire to go home…to go to your family…

With a wide grin you nod, heading towards the door and preparing it to open it with a solid push of your boot, “Yeah, he did…now let’s go, I have some people you just have to meet!”