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Kuro had pulled the knife out of the water, and looked like there was no blood left behind but she still used the manget to make sure. She dumped the bloody water down the sink and died off the small black knife. She read the ingravings before she closed it, a small smile curved her lips.

"What's it say?" Althalos asked as he put the mop away.

"'To my little sister, Kuro Sakuranbo.' Below that 'Daren Sakuranbo'. He gave it to me the night before I escaped." She still had a smile on her face at the memory of her brother giving her this.

"It's a good thing to remember your brother by. I have this whole house, my daggers and all those recipes."

Kuro nodded. "That's all better to remember someone than just an old pocket knife."

"Kind of depends on the recipe though. I once made my dads meatloaf and Lucy wouldn't even eat it," he smiled.

"Maybe you aren't as good of a cook as you think." Kuro smirked, trying not to laugh.

He grabbed his chest in mock pain, "Oh, that hurts!" he laughed and flopped onto the couch, "So you didn't like my pancakes?"

Kuro flopped down beside him and shook her head. "No."

"No you don't or no you do?"

"I liked them." She said with an eye roll.

"Good, because that might have actually hurt," he rolled his eyes, "Did we ever finish watching that movie? I can't remember."

"I did, you fell asleep in my lap." Kuro laughed lightly, remembering how Archur feel asleep during the movie.

"Yes, I remember that, I just didn't think we had finished it," he was blushing slightly.

"We always can if you want or try watching another movie."

"Let's try something else then," he said and grabbed a bucket full of video cassettes and DVD's.

"Alright, but this time you choose." She smiled.

"Alright then," he looked through his collection and finally looked up to her, "How do you feel about comedians?"

Kuro shrugged. "I've heard of them but never saw one."

"Well, I think you'll like this guy," he smiled and put in a DVD of Brian Regan.