OK I know halloween was YESTERDAY, but better late then never I say.
This is a bunch of ramboling! But kind of cute and funny.
It's quite, to quite. I thought to my self finishing up the last chapter of my latest novel. I looked
down at the clock on my computer, six -o- clock the brat should have been home by now. I was
confused, it wasn't like the brat to run off for long periods of time, in fact it wasn't like him to run
off. I was stressing my brain trying to remember if he told me anything about being home late.
Nope, got nothing.
I sighed picking up my cancer sticks and walking out of my office, maybe he's fallen asleep some
ware. That wouldn't be good, I should find him or else we would end up with a sick Shuichi, and
sick Shuichi's are never fun to have around.
First I looked in the living room, nothing. Then I looked in the kitchen, nope, the hall way, nope,
the bed room, nope, the bath room, nope the closet, ... nope. I growled in frustration, ware the
hell was that brat!
I went into the living room and sat on the couch and lighting up a cancer stick, ware is he. Shut
up Mr. Yuki brain, you don't care. Wait...Mr. Yuki brain, have I gone clinically insane? I must
have. My foot is taping on the ground with annoyance, the silence was going to drive me crazy so
I turned on the tv.
After a few minutes of tv I growled, this was not HELPING so I turned it off. I got up to pace
again, ware in the world was that pink fluff ball of energy. I growled again pacing back and forth
while bitting my lip. I looked down at my watch, 9 -o- clock and he's STILL not here. I walked
over to the phone and dialed Hiroshi Nakano's number "hello" he answered I growled "Nakano,
do you know ware Shuichi is?" There was a long pause, and I was getting aggravated "no Yuki,
the last time I saw him was at work. I would have thought he went home." I grunted "well he
didn't." Hiroshi apologized then hung up; what if something bad happened to the little twerp, I
would go crazy. I growled again, I need some coffee and bad; I walked into the kitchen starting
up a pot of coffee, while waiting my foot started to tap mindlessly.
After my 12 cup of coffee I was all jittery and I needed to run, so I put on some sweats and some
tennis shoes and went to take a jog. I was running threw the park near my house when I saw a
pink head "SHUICHI" I yelled, I ran up to him only to find that it was a Shuichi look a like. I
growled, damn it brat ware the hell are you?!
When I got home from my jog it was around 11, and STILL no brat, I had to admit it I was
getting worried.
I hopped in the shower sense I was all sweaty, and when I got out it was ten to 12 and STILL NO
BRAT. That's it once it hits 12: 05 im calling the police.
It was around 12:03 when my front door opened and an oddly dressed Shuichi with a bag of
candy stumbled in. I growled "ware the hell have you been?" Shuichi giggled "trick or treating on
the American army bass with some of my friends." I gave him a puzzled look "why?" He giggled
again "HAPPY HALLOWEEN YUKIIIII." I growled and slapped my four head.