Chapter I
If ever Kagura will hate anyone more than his father['s baldness], it would definitely be HIM. No, even his father lacking of hair can't compare. SHE HATES HIM. He irritates her more than anyone… more than anything. For her, if it wasn't for Gin-chan and Shinpachi, this guy would probably callous the reputation of the entire earth male populous.
He is a sadist, a scum, a sadist, an idiot, a sadist, an arrogant, a sadist, a-
"Oi, China. Glares and curses don't actually work on me, I'm immune to those. If you really want to get rid of me… forget it. You'll never get rid of me." Sougo declared while trying to apply first-aid measures on his NEWLY broken leg- Obviously made BY China. "Yosh. Next. China, give me your hand."
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"You're still glaring."
"And cursing."
"It won't work."
"I'm still hoping."
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Sougo let out an irritated groan. This China musume has been trying to get into his nerves for the nth time this day. 'Just a little more and you'll hit BINGO, China bitch.' He closed his eyes to control his surging irritation. "Whatever China, it's not like it is my obligation to heal you anyway."
Kagura grabs Sougo by the collar. "WHAT THE HELL SADIST? What's with 'it-is-no-my-obligation' statement? You're the one that get us into this mess, YOU BASTARD!"
"Who got us into what mess?" Sougo gradually open his eyes in threatening fashion and Kagura easily receive the message. She loosens her grip. "Has your brain broke together with your hand?" His face grew dark.
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"You're the one who attacked me first." Sougo's face grew darker.
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"You're the one who broke your own arm." His face grew darker than before.
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"You're the one who banged this damn elevator and got us stuck here, China bitch!"
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"And you're the one who-"
"OK! STOP! I get it, OK? IT'S ALL MY FAULT! Stop killing me with my conscience! I'm crying bastard! See? There are tears! Tears of remorse and regret!"
Sougo squinted his eyes to focus. She is –indeed- crying.
"… Still, you're the one who-"
"SHUT UP!" She curled up in fetal position, with her head, as if hit by the hammer of conscience, face-down between her legs. "You're enjoying this, don't you?" *sobs sobs* "Am I the first victim of this ruthless killing method?"
He smirked.
Kagura cocked her head up, ready to fire an ArmaLite of curses while strangling him to death… that sounds nice… but she can't. Everything is, indeed, her fault. She left her head hanging again. 'I'm not the only one to be blame, you know. If he hadn't flirted with that Miss-Elevator-Operator none of these should have happen. Yes. It is his fault too. He is talking merrily with that… that… that…' she felt an ache somewhere as she brews over their obvious difference.
'She is definitely… cup C.'
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"Uhmmmm… China?"
"Hmmm?"
"Just looking at it… won't make it any bigger."
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"UUuurrrrrYaaaAaaaaaaAAA!"
=2 minutes later=
"Weee… wooo… waaaaaaaaAAAA!" Kagura cries in pain in every move her TWO broken hands make. "This is your…" *sobs sobs* "DaaaaAAAAAaaammmNNNN YOUUU!"
Sougo sang, grinning. "You have two hands, the left and the right. Both now are broken, the left and the right."
"Shut up!" Kagura sent the most vicious look she can possibly generate. She is talking between her gritting teeth, "I swear, before we get the hell out of here, I'll kick your sorry ass thing!"
"Sure China," he shot a look at the left-over bandage. "This is still good for four more usage, so feel free to disassemble yourself."
Kagura… growls.
AC:
Yohoho! Greetings!
This chapter seems to be (short, supppperrrrr sshhhhhhooooorrrrtttt). The writer is (lazy, a bummer). (Daaaammmn!, insert other curses)
This is my first fanfic, I tried to make it longer but yeah…lack of time and neurons… but I will update sooner… really sooner… hoho.