A Mokkori Christmas
The characters from City Hunter and these other shows don't belong to me. They belong to their creators, comics, and...well...whoever else owns them. ^_^;; No infringement was intended. Like I'd ever make any money off this. ^_^
Ryouko: I'd like to thank my friend, Abel, for his help.
Abel: Hey! Don't blame this on me!
Ryouko: Well, you gave me the idea!
Abel: I was joking! I didn't think you'd actually write this!
Ryouko:*makes face* Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!
Abel:*makes face* Biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiida!
*more faces* *both stop and look out* *they stop and grin sheepishly*
Ryouko: Gomen. Umm. I hope you enjoy the fic!
Abel: I still can't believe you wrote this."
Ryouko:*grumbles* Shut up.
Kaori looked at herself in her full-length mirror. It was Christmas Eve and she had cooked a special dinner for her and Ryo. And to add to that, she was wearing a dress she bought a few days ago. A dress that she bought just for that night. It was a cheery red dress that had a neckline that hinted to what was beneath and a hem that that showed off her legs well. "This should get Ryo's attention."
"Yaho! Kaori? Where are you?"
Kaori felt her heart beat faster as she hurried out the door of her room and to the dining area. She leaned back against the table, trying to create a sexy pose, and called out, "here I am, Ryo-chan." Ryo came to the kitchen and stared at her a moment.
In an instant, Ryo was in front of Kaori, with his hands on her shoulders. His eyes met hers. The look of seriousness took her breath away. "Kaori...as I look and gaze in you eyes...I have to ask you one thing."
Kaori could feel her heart start pounding harder. 'He's going to propose to me,' her mind screamed. 'He's really going to propose to me! Sonna!'
A big smile spread across his face as he said in a higher-pitched voice. "What's for dinner? I'm starving!"
A dragonfly dropped out of the sky, bonking Kaori on the head. 'This isn't working. Try looking seductive. It shouldn't be too hard. I've seen other woman do it,' she thought to herself. Pushing herself up onto the table, she leaned across. "I'm for dinner," she said, trying to use the playful, feminine voice she heard Saeko use often.
Ryo's head dropped and he whimpered. "I'm not hungry anymore."
Kaori sat straight up on the table. "EH?"
Ryo whimpered even more. "I want a real meal, not a cheap imitation."
A blue aura formed around Kaori. Grabbing a mallet, she smashed Ryo into the wall. "You insensitive jerk!" She pulled the mallet away and watched Ryo fall to the floor. She stormed over to him and grabbed him by the lapels, shaking his vigorously. "Can't you ever be nice to me just once?" She stared at him a moment. Why wasn't he coming to? "Ryo?" She dropped him and brought her hands to her mouth. "Ara! What have I done?"
She knelt down and checked for a heartbeat. His heart was still beating, plus he was breathing. She sighed with relief. Then sighed with exasperation. "If you didn't annoy and hurt me so much, I wouldn't keep hitting you." Grabbing his collar, she dragged him up to his room and into bed.
Ryo groaned a little and pried one eye open. It was pitch black in the room. Looking at his clock, he saw it was almost midnight. What had happened? Trying to sit up, he groaned. His head was pounding. "What hit me," he asked aloud to no one.
"I think it was a 2000t mallet."
Ryo silently gasped, his headache forgotten. That voice! He knew it! But it couldn't be. He looked in the direction that the voice had come from. He saw a shadowy figure sitting, slouched forward, in a chair. He fumbled for the lights and blinked rapidly in the bright light. He looked at the figure, rubbed his eyes, and looked again. "Maki...mura?"
The figure looked up and smiled. "Hello, Ryo." Makimura stood and walked over to the bed. "I've come to warn you, Ryo. Tonight, you're going to be visited by three spirits."
"Oh? Will they all be babes?" At the very thought of it, Ryo began drooling. Then he began to giggle perversely.
"..." Makimura took off his glasses and began cleaning them. "No, Ryo. In fact, they are all men."
"Eeeeeeeehhhhh?" Ryo began whimpering. "I never get to have any fun."
"This isn't a fun visit, Ryo. These spirits are coming for a reason. These spirits are the Ghosts of Mokkori Past, Present, and Future."
Ryo instantly brightened. "Mokkori? When? When? When?"
"The first will come at 1am. The second, one hour later. The third, will come, when he choses." Makimura put his now clean glasses back on.
"Three Mokkori ghosts. Ahahahahaha! I'm so happy! Ah, Maki-chan! You are a good friend!" He leaped at Makimura with the intention of hugging him, but instead, found himself on the floor.
Makimura turned to look behind himself, at Ryo on the floor. He pushed his glasses up his nose. "I am dead, Ryo."
"Ha, ha, ha! Hai, hai. I forgot." Ryo gave a sheepish grin.
Makimura sighed. "I have to leave."
"So soon? Can't you stay a while. Let me go get Kaori. She'll be happy to see you."
A pained look crossed Makimura's face, but then it softened. "No. I can't. I was only to visit you and give you the warning. Now that I have given it, I must leave. Goodbye, Ryo."
Ryo nodded solemnly at his former partner. "Makimura."
Makimura gave him a soft smile and faded away. After he disappeared, Ryo collapsed on the bed and was soon asleep.