A/N: This is Hayley's first addition to the Tsubasa section, and it is sadly only a drabble. Oh well. Feedback, por favor! Do not own!
As Winner
"Kuro-pi!"
Ignore it.
"Kuro-chan!"
Don't let him get to me.
"Kuro-rinta!"
He can't win.
"Kuro-wanko!"
Snap! "Shut up! I'm not your dog!"
Sakura looked at the clock hanging from the wall in the corner. She turned back to me, looking particularly sheepish. I couldn't have lost…
"Fai-san won by five seconds, Kurogane-san," she told us softly. The idiot beamed, and my stomach fell to the floor.
He opened his big trap with, "As winner, I say that from now on, Kuro-kichi must wear a dress!"
Souhi was in my hand and the crazy mage was out of the room faster than Sakura could blink.
Later that night, laughter echoed throughout the entire, tiny apartment. It involved the mage trying to (and succeeding) to get me into a frilly, pink dress. I took an oath that day to never make a bet that I could ever hope to win against the mage in a battle of patience.