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Warnings: Umm, crack does abound.
I See London…
After Fai's last escapade resulted in a flying brick shattering a window and the threat of permanent exile to sleeping on the floor, Fai had been well behaved (at least as well behaved and decorous as he was capable of). However, once more the innocent fun of an unsuspecting people was twisted until it would create the greatest amount of amusement for the magician and embarrassment for the ninja.
The day before Fai had witnessed a trio of apple cheeked children chanting more than singing a certain song and he had been humming the tune since. This in and of itself was not worrisome. The other three had not been present to hear the lyrics and so they found the sound pleasant if repetitious. Fai, however, was scheming and with each note he firmed the details of his plan.
Syaoran suspiciously watched Fai make his way into the laundry room with yet another armful of clothing. "Fai-san, what are you doing?" he finally ventured to ask, wondering dully if they had funds to cover the damages he was sure were about to be incurred.
Fai paused his humming to grace the solemn faced young man with a surprised smile and raised eyebrows. "Laundry," he answered holding up a pair of dark colored pants as proof.
"Aren't you washing all of Kurogane-san's clothes," Syaoran asked with a concerned glance toward the hallway with its closed bathroom door at the end.
"Not all of them," Fai informed his companion innocently.
Syaoran stifled a groan and pushed himself up from the table where he had been quietly reading, "I think I'll take Mokona and go shopping for dinner."
"Mmmm, that would probably be best," Fai said with a happy bob of his head.
It took only minutes after Syaoran and Mokona's departure for Fai to complete his preparations. Plopping himself cross-legged on the living room floor and propping his chin on one hand he waited expectantly for Kurogane to finish his shower.
Fai fought back giggles that tickled the back of his throat in an effort to escape. He had heard the shower shut off several minutes ago and just a minute ago the slamming of the bathroom door being thrown open followed by the equally loud closing of Kurogane's bedroom door. However, as the silence stretched he began to shift impatiently. He was sure he had removed all clothing, bedding, and any potential coverings from the room. Well all except for one.
The sound of a door breaking plaster as it bounced off a wall on opening caused Fai to start and suck in a breath of air in anticipation as Kurogane's heavy footfalls drew threateningly closer.
He's face a mask of murderous rage Kurogane's eyes, like a compass needle finding north, locked onto the beaming blonde seated on the floor. "YOU-," Kurogane snarled from between clenched teeth, unable to articulate any other words.
Fai with a gleeful smile leaned back on his hands, his voice filling the air with angelic tones as he finally uttered the lyrics he had been humming, "I see London, I see France, I see Kuro-puu's Hello Kitty underpants."
Author's Note:
Google is a glorious thing. An innocent search of men's hello kitty underwear will produce such delightful images. Just so you know.