Author's Notes: Written for a friend, who requested: Taro/Maki or Taro/Hifumi/Maki. Taro and Hifumi are out and around and spy Maki on a date with a girl. They go about ruining the date. Whether Hifumi distracts the girl while Taro drags Maki off for a quickie, or general diaster strikes, it's up to you.
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Taro and Hifumi had just exited the grocery store when Taro spotted him -- he nudged Hifumi slightly and pointed to a cafe across the street, where Maki was sitting with one of a long line of girls, laughing and apparently having a good time. His hair was even devoid of the normal girly hairclips; he was obviously trying to get laid.
"How many does that make this week?" Hifumi asked coolly.
"Four, that I know of," Taro answered, shuddering as Hifumi pulled out his voodoo dolls. And even he had to wince slightly in sympathy when Maki jumped up suddenly, shouting with pain. "Don't hurt him too badly," he admonished, "we'll want him energetic later."
"There's no cause for worry over that, Taro," Hifumi answered, "Maki is always energetic."
It didn't take long…a few minutes of Hifumi toying with Maki from across the way and the woman was running off, too embarrassed to tolerate being seen with him any longer.
As soon as Hifumi dropped his voodoo doll back into his bag Maki began looking around angrily, knowing who he would find close by. When he spotted the other two he stormed over to them. "You can't do things like that!" He shouted, and then looked mournfully in the direction the woman had run. "She was so pretty, too…"
Taro swung one of the grocery bags neatly into Maki's head, pleased with the resounding "crack!" it made when it connected.
"Owwww" Maki groaned, holding his head. He glared at both of them. "I really hate you guys, I hope you know that."
"Maybe so, Maki…" Taro said.
"But you still belong to us," Hifumi finished for him, a slight note of satisfaction in his voice.
