Napoleon's Demise

By: Krizzie

Summary: The torture of Napoleon, the man who dared injure Izawa.

Disclaimer: CT does not and will never belong to me, unfortunately.

Izawa: This is insane, just so you know.

Krizzie: Yep, but people have to pay for hurting you.

Izawa: I don't know if I should be flattered or horrified at the measures you're taking.

Matsuyama: I think you should settle for both.

Izawa: I'm leaving.

Krizzie: Aww… But Mamoru-kun!

Chapter One: Confrontation

It was the night before Christmas.

Bells rang as every store began to open for the day. People walking the streets for some last minute Christmas shopping and children pestering every parent for their Christmas toys created excited mumbles that filled the cold town square.

Yuki grinned as the snowflakes danced around her. It was cold and she was glad.

But there was something amiss, Yuki pondered, as always in a beautiful day. Because in the corner of eye she caught a movement.

One look confirmed who it was.

With a disgruntled sigh, Yuki decided to abandon her peaceful walk and sauntered over to where her friend was, looking quite different from her usually bored demeanor. She tightened her cloak around her before pausing right beside the black haired girl.

"It's Christmas Eve. What the hell could make you act this crazy on Christmas Eve?" she snapped at the dreadfully camouflaged girl lurking the streets.

"Candy Canes…" the young girl quickly replied in her hoarse voice, her hand twitching from the cold. She grinned maniacally before arranging her outdated goggles. "And insomnia."

Yuki crossed her arms as she watched the sleep-deprived girl cross one lawn after another. "And who, may I ask, is the subject of your attention this time?"

Said girl dived in a pile of leaves, not replying and Yuki was forced to follow since it was Christmas Eve, a time of sharing. And Yuki was sharing her precious crazy-free time, even if she felt she would regret it.

The blonde looked at the twitching hands and sighed. Logic seemed to be really the last thing to be expected from her friend when she was in one of her "missions". She was covered head to toe in outrageous clothing but the thought of wrapping her hands didn't even occur to her. "You know, you could've at least worn gloves. Your fingers are starting to turn blue." Yuki rummaged through her bag and grabbed a pair, tossing it in front of her friend's face.

Krizzie took the purple gloves away from her face with a scowl. "These are too fancy for me, stranger." And with that, she threw them back and resumed her pace.

Yuki growled before she took her used black gloves from her pocket and held the girl in place by pulling at her long, ruffled hair. "Here, I use this when I shovel my driveway. Accept or you're hair gets tied."

Krizzie scowled at her but took them nonetheless, just for the sake of getting her hair free from the offending grip. "Next time, I'll cut my hair." she growled before slipping on the gloves.

Yuki smirked. "I'll find another way." Krizzie growled again before crawling around a huge tree.

Yuki was about to follow (again) when Krizzie faced her with a determined frown in her face. "Halt, stranger." she muttered in a low voice. "This is between me and that god-forsaken player."

Yuki blinked, before she slapped her face, an action which in her friend's opinion was supposed to rattle her brains for its stupidity for not remembering earlier.

"Shit… today's Napoleon's birthday."

Krizzie: I'll end it there because I'm having some a wee bit trouble. Does anyone know how Napoleon talks like? I only saw him in one episode and that was some time ago and my memory is VERY bad so I can't imagine at the moment how the stupid French speaks. Anyone willing to help??? PLEASE OH PLEASE OH PLEASE!!!

Izawa: I think this getting way out of hand.

Krizzie: I know Mamoru-kun! How am I supposed to torture Napoleon if I have no idea what his accent sounds like??? What the hell is wrong with me???

Izawa: (scowls) That's not what I meant!!!

Krizzie: Oh yeah! I managed to draw a chibi-Krizzie in Photoshop. The link's in my profile! Thanks for reading! Now, press that lovely purple button and review!!!

Izawa: Goddamn it.