(Alejandro point of view, POV)

"Alejandro, hurry up!", my mother called through the door.

It was the day of the dead and worst of all tomorrow, Manolo will have his first bull fight ever. I'm so angry with my father that I could just kill him. As we enter the land of the living, I could see my brother putting flowers near my tomb. I smile and walked next to him and hugged him.

"Alejandro, don't forget about your father.", my mother said as she tapped my shoulder.

I groaned angrily and hugged him quickly. She smiled at me, I just rolled my eyes. I saw Joaquin talking to the general and I smirked. I hid behind the Mondragon statue and put graffiti, since it was the day on the dead, I'll put my nickname and flowers.

I went back and saw all my other family members and growled. "Here comes the assholes." I heard my father talking to my brother about the big day tomorrow, I growled and I grabbed a knife out of my pocket. I was stopped by my brothers' smile.

I put the knife back in my pocket and went to my cousins. We had a good time, I saw Manolo's guitar and groaned.

I love my brother's music and singing voice, but I hate his guitar, why? Because it was made by that bitch Maria. Hope that bitch is having a great time, cause when she returns, I'm going to bring hell for her.

As the night fell, my family and others were leaving, fucking finally. "Alejandro, aren't you coming?", my mother asked. I shooked my head. She smiled and returned to the land of remembrance.

I smirked and called out to my best friend, Funboy. He came and we both stalked my brother through the night gathering any new info.

We got some, I'm not going say, because I don't want to. When San Angel finally slept, Funboy and I went to Maria's room.

( Funboy POV)

"Hey, Am!", I yelled as I took out something from Maria's drawer. He turned and saw that I was holding a werid bra. We both choked out of laughter and went back to searching.

"Heya, Funboy come here.", Alejandro called out to me. I came next to him and he held out a music box. We played it and it was like a guy died whiling making this. Him and I smirked, we used our magic and changed the music to dark words.

He put the music box back and kept searching. All we found were photos, nothing much useful, but hey what can I say, the bitch is in Europe. We went to a tree with our stuff and we sat there and talked.

"Hey, Am?", I asked him with a smile.

He turned and smiled back.

"Can ya play a sad song, I wanna see the sea cry out for there daddy tonight.", I continued with a mischievous tone.

He chuckled and took out his guitar and sang colors.

(This is when you play the music which is up top PEOPLE!)

When he sang, the sea were in waves and it destroyed a house, the sea creatures were in our bellies. We sang together and we finally finished.

When we finally headed home, I was a little nervous to ask Am if I could sleep with him. "Hey Am, can I sleep with you tonight?", I asked him.

He smirked and nodded, we both were in the same bed (no homo), we both looked at each other and smiled. We finally slept through the dark night and dreamed of a world of darkness.