"Uwa, where is he?" Eiji Kikamaru said softly to himself. Distress showed clearly on his face. He searched through the piles of clothing on his carpet floor.
"Oishi! Have you seen Mr. Freckles?" He called to his partner. Oishi appeared at the door, a toothbrush stuck in his mouth.
"Mr. Freckles? Isn't that the pink bunny you're so attached to?" The mother-like tennis player asked, his eyes staring at his boyfriend's moving body.
"Yeah, I can't find him!" Eiji called out in distress. "Oishi!" He whined.
Syuchirou Oishi sighed. He finished brushing his teeth and went back to the room. "Maybe he got stuck under the bed." He suggested, leaning a thin shoulder against the doorway.
"Nya… I already checked there!"
"What about under the covers."
Eiji threw the blue sheets off of his bed. "Nya, nope."
"In the closet?"
The closet doors were thrown open. The boy stuck his red head inside. "Not there either."
"How about the desk?"
The tennis player flew over to his study table. Shifting through a pile of papers, he called out a muffled, "Nope!"
"Eh," Oishi scratched his head. Those were all the places he could think about in Eiji's room. "Where did you last see him?"
Eiji scrunched up his nose in a cute manner. "Oishi, you're making this sound like some sort of investigation or something! Nya!"
Oishi waited patiently. His eyes went back and forth as the other paced.
"Nya I got it!" Eiji suddenly shouted. "The last time I saw Mr. Freckles was when you came over. He was sitting on top of my drawer." The teen stretched his neck, standing on the tips of his toes in order to look on top of the dresser. "I don't see him Oishi!"
"Here let me." Oishi stood behind his friend and picked him up. Eiji squeaked as he was lifted from the ground. He grabbed the dusty top of the furniture for support.
"I found him!"
Oishi quickly put down the hyperactive red-head. He was glomped, as expected. Eiji pecked him on the lips. "Arigatou, Oishi!"
Oishi gave a weary smile. "Anytime Eiji."
Eiji pouted. Oishi didn't sound that happy. He would have to fix that. Patting Mr. Freckles on the head gently, he placed the rabbit on his bed.
He slowly saunted up to the nervous-looking teen. "Nya, you should be happier Oishi." Eiji whispered in the fukubuchou's ear.
Oishi gulped. "A-and why is that, Eiji?"
Eiji simply smiled and pounced.
Written on 2/7/07