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— Hey… aren't you cold, here ?
Feitan looks up to Shalnark over his shoulder. This one meets him on the roof of their hiding place. Bundled up in cover, the blonde doesn't wait for an answer and goes on to sit behind him and to bring him between his legs. A moment, the young man tenses before accepting to lean against his torso. Growing bolder, Shalnark closes the cover on them.
Feitan wavers some seconds before to permit the embrace. They're alone on the roof and… if he must be honest with himself, he's not against sharing warmth. The days in Meteor are burning hot but the nights are really cold. The fight against the ant-queen has left him with a ferrous taste in the throat. He has concentrated his nen around his internal injuries to support bleeding organs. It must do the job in waiting for Machi. Shalnark hums a melody in a distracted tone. Feitan let his head to rest on his friend's shoulder. The blonde looks down on him and smiles. They don't need to talk.
— You'll have to go and tell Nobugana that you're the New boss, he says though.
— Don't call me that, mumbles Feitan.
Just this idea induces a headache under his forehead. The samouraï is going to bawl, to protest, to rant and rave. And he'll can not even kill him to shut him down.
— You are public relations from now, he decides on a whim.
— Who has said that ?
— I boss. I decide you say him.
In his back, he feels Shalnark's laughter thrilling through his torso. A tiny smile stretches his lips.
— Hey ! What's so funny up there ?
Phinks hops easily on the roof and joins them hands in his pockets.
— Kalluto is sleeping, he tells before to sit by their side. Are you going to share what's going on ?
— I've got a promotion, Shalnark says giggling. I'm the new RH.
The big blonde glaces toward them with surprise.
— Ah… yeah ?
He's talking slowly, waits the next step of the joke. Feitan is feeling generous so :
— He says Nobunaga.
Phinks understands and grimaces.
— Seriously ?
The reason is really obvious, no ?
— Yes. Nobu listens Shal. Give up easier. No need kill him and no need explain Chrollo why one more down. Very good plan !
Silence.
Shalnark's muscular arms shivers and tightens around him.
— Yeah… A good plan, he mutters.
They don't talk very much after that, just happy to be alive and together. Feitan looks up at the stars in the nights sky. Are Uvogin and Pakunoda looking for them from where they are now ? They must be laughing that it would be him from all the members who is in charge.
At this thought, a smile comes playing again on his lips. He likes this idea. The three of them end up falling asleep on the roof. Phinks grumbles they're going to catch a cold and lures them in a puppies pile on him. His big body transmits an almost burning heat. Body is going to freeze to death on this roof. Now, they are fine and it's all that matters.