A/N: Another spur of the moment thing...written while in a taxi on the way home...enjoy!xD
Please disregard any thoughts that there is some hidden meaning to the title. I typed this while I was reviewing for Economics. Having run out of title ideas, I grabbed my notes and entered the first thing I saw.
Failure to Measure
Oneshot
It was one of THOSE types of outrageously eccentric days when Nokoru did odd things (odd being an understatement).
One of the things included waltzing in the council room that fine morning wearing absolutely nothing.
Nada.
Bare smooth-as-a-baby's-bottom skin all over.
Not even a fig leaf.
Suoh stared at his chairman with an incredulous look of disbelief (yeah, overkill) on his face. Akira literally froze like a little painted, wide-eyed china doll in the midst of typing.
What was particularly unnerving was the fact that blonde had marched straight to his desk and had zealously begun his paperwork without being told to or forced in any way whatsoever.
"Erm..." the bluenette among them began, breaking the pregnant silence. "How did you get here?"
The ninja was pretty darn sure that the older boy's personal assistants would not let him leave their mansion without wearing boxers at the very least.
"I took a taxi." Nokoru replied in a most nonchalant manner without looking up from signing documents. He placed a good ream of paper on the OUT tray and Suoh took them for filing.
After some minutes, both boys noticed that their youngest council member had not resumed his work.
"What is it?" the blonde asked, taking into consideration the puzzled look gracing innocent features.
Akira shook his head, somewhat disconcerted. He was quite sure the chairman came in carrying only a fountain pen.
"It's nothing, kaichou," the ebony-haired treasurer replied with a small smile. "I was just wondering where you kept the taxi fare."
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Suoh awoke with a start.
The sky was still dark outside. The ninja blindly rolled over in his futon and stretched a flailing hand to grab a glass of water beside his bed.
The bluenette steeled himself with a few gulps...and chuckled lightly to himself.
He was having weird dreams again.
TBC
A/N: Do I look desperate to reach 100 stories by the end of the year or what?xP ...enjoy!xD and ciAo...please excuse the poor quality as of now.