"I'll leave if you..." He stated.
"No." They all stated at once. Nice smiled at him.
"Okay so first I'd like to speak of my retirement." Nice stated then was silent. No one spoke. They all respected him. He always had an explanation to everything. Then he picked his phone and called Nick.
"Are you somewhere we can speak?"
"What's up?"
"So everyone as I told you the spirit war is coming."
"I had no info." Nick responded.
"Tiw..." The guy smiled abit.
"It's us all. The ten of us but now they have added us an eleventh member. Dylan so you need to pass the information to everyone."
"How can we trust him?"
"He'll be your boss in few months time."
"Can I join the party in your place? It's so boring here." Nick tried changing the topic."
"Kevin cover that." Nice responded.
"Can you guys discuss one thing at a go?"
Dylan stated already irritated.
"You are here to observe." Tiw responded already offensive.
"How do you guys stay in the same class?" Sheen popes the question.
"Okay back to part one. Here is what Mick brought me." He stated opening a box.
"Cellphones!" Charlie shouted exitedly.
"Yes so my bunny will remain with me. It will only sense if one is striked." He stated as the bunny appeared. They all had a chance to see it when Nice allowed it.
"What if I strike myself?"
"Joseph..."
"Okay so apart from leaving you guys to control your lives, we have a new mission. I bet the company owner will let me relax on my first part of the job." Nice stated as Dylan stood.
"Which case is it?"
"Adrian."
"Okay. So guys my beloved uncle has given out a company project to the underworld. It's upto us to ensure the two families come off it in peace."
"Can't Nice talk to Adrian?" Bison asked.
"Maybe but we also have to do the back check." Nice responded himself.
"No!" Dylan retaliated.
"Why? You want to go yourself?"
"What if I say yes?"
"That's the only way to do it in peace." Tiw stated
"How sure are you you won't pull each other's heads." Nice had to back him up.
"I can't place you in the middle of such a state.
"You three fight your own battles." He responded.
"So what's the business?" Charlie asked as he hook up his computer. He was our computer guy.
"Perfume making and transfers in France." Dylan stated.
"Damn you guys are rich."
"So both of you guys want to take up the project from the initial company?"
"Yes. Us we'll continue the business but the underworld want to build a multi functioning casino."
"That's richer."
"It's our family policy to home clean."
"Okay." He responded then was at it.
"Joseph draw the sketch of the new building." Charlie stated ready with three D.
"New sketch meaning..."
"That's what 'back check' means." Nice stated tapping his shoulder. They were to design a new building, do he calculations and solve the case.
Once in the room Dylan pulled off his shirt.
"Were you at death stage?" Nice asked as he locked the door.
"I'm going to shower plus that room was Abit hot." He stated. Nice looked at him and swallowed hard. His abs well arranged seemingly stiff.
"Why the stair?" Madrigal asked with a grin.
"Who is staring?" Nice asked as he walked to his bed and placed his bag on it.
"My body isn't worth your stair?" He asked in a lower tone.
"I didn't mean to say so." He responded.
"Okay. I'll let it slip let me shower." He stated as he walked into the bathroom.
"He has a nice body." Madrigal stated once the door was closed.
"Hell yes. Then look at me."
"What you want to compare?"
"No. He's just...dreamy." he stayed then touched his leather book.
"They read it." Madrigal stated from the blues.
"Mum and dad?"
"Yes. They always keep tabs with you through it." He responded.
"Can you tell me what really happened?"
"It's a long story which he should also hear."
"Meaning?"
"After the accusations his mind went like nuts with his introvert side overlapping him."
"He must have been hurt."
"Obviously. I wish I had just waited for my day than what I did to everyone."
"You meant well." He responded. Then the bathroom door was opened. Nice picked his towel. Once beside Dylan he pulled him to himself. His heart skipped a beat. His reaction side died off.
"Let me go. You are wet." He stated pushing him off.
"So if I'm dry I can hold your waist?"
"Darn you!" He responded then walked to the bathroom. Once inside he looked at the mirror holding his heart. He smiled abit. It was beating to hard for him to bare.
"How is it going?"
"I've tried everything. I've touched everywhere except his feet."
"Everywhere like..."
"His neck, hand, waist, arm just now I ran my hand across his body but he doesn't react."
"When did you reach his neck?"
"Once everyone was gone in the library I placed my head on his neck."
"So that was why you were hungry." Madrigal responded as he tucked himself in bed.
"Goodnight."
"I don't sleep but same." He responded.
"Long shower?" Madrigal asked once he walked out. His pale body reflected the flouresent bulb in the room.
"Not that long." He responded. He felt more free with spirits than humans.
"Okay. I know he made your heart race."
"A but. I feel like he is looking for something." He responded as he wore his pajamas.
Madrigal didn't respond. Once done he walked to him and took a closet look.
"Don't say of this or else I will remove you from the portrait."
"Is that a threat?"
"Maybe." He stroked his hair slowly. Then mild tear traces appeared in his eyes. Nice touched them but suddenly his spirit moved from his body. He found himself in some luxurious home. Beside him was the golden spirit.