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Note: This is one of my most favourite anime of all time!
It was of course a normal, brightly lit day when Sunako was alone in her room, waxing a particularly large human skull that she supposedly acquired from her Auntie's recent expeditions in the harsh deserts of Egypt ("Dug that one up near a pyramid. It could be a skull of one of those Pharaohs," she exclaimed proudly). Thus she took special care of it.
No one was more spooked about this than Yuki, who insisted to the other three that they get rid of that "mean, bad luck-bringing skull." Takinaga found no problem about the skull, since it gave him rare opportunities to study the Egyptian civilization. Ranmaru couldn't complain either, as he didn't have the slightest care about skulls or other spooky things Sunako was obsessed about. Kyohe has the least of all worries, namely because Sunako made him tempura to stop him from complaining.
"I told you, that skull's curse, it brings bad luck," he gasped as he fell, once again, face down from the stairs.
"No, you're just damn clumsy," interjected Kyohe, who nibbled tempura as he sat watching TV.
"You're only sticking up to her because she made you those shrimps!" said Yuki, exasperated. "You wouldn't even taste that thing if you knew that skull's curse!"
"Curses, bad lucks...whatever," mumbled Kyohe.
"But try and help your friend here!" wailed Yuki, beginning to cry. "I couldn't sleep well knowing that horror hovering around the house! Look at these!" He showed them the dark rings around his eyes, proving he has been sleepless for a couple of days.
"Oh cry me a river," snapped Kyohe. "Shut up, will ya?"
"But--!" started Yuki, but Takinaga cut him off.
"There's no reason to really freak out," he called from across the room, temporarily tearing his eyes from an Egyptian book. "I mean, scientifically, there are no really curses or bad lucks. They're just made up things to scare people up."
"But--!" began Yuki, but Sunako entered the room, this time gently cleaning the skull with a rug, which she had named Mr. Lococo ("Because he talks much like a crazy king!" Sunako explained).
Yuki stammered, then backed away. Kyohe stood up, then walked over to Sunako to ask some more of that tempura.
"Kyohe, nooooo! You'll get bad luck virus too!" cried Yuki.
"Oh please," said Kyohe, and continued walking. Then he felt a strange tingling sensation, but ignored it all the way.
Then something strange happened, that proved once and for all that Mr. Lococo carried some bad luck virus.
Kyohe slipped, fell forward over Sunako, and both landed on the floor with a slight thud. Mr. Lococo rolled away towards Takinaga. But there was something wrong. Both weren't moving.
"They're dead!" cried Yuki.
"Don't be stupid, they're just shocked from the fall," snapped Takinaga, picking up the skull.
But it wasn't that they were shocked...they were utterly shocked. For their lips, (yes, Sunako's cold, lifeless lips, and Kyohe's warm, soft lips) were locked together in a gentle kiss. Or maybe a kiss of death, as Sunako fired blood from her nostrils and blasted Kyohe across the room, and fainted.
"WHAT BAD LUCK!" shouted Kyohe, angry and shocked, spitting. "Urgh, that was the most—disgusting thing ever!"
Takinaga quickly threw Mr. Lococo away.
"Oh no, I've been impregnated with bad luck virus!" he yelled. Then he looked at Sunako's spooky and scary face, those cold, greying lips, and then fainted as well.
But deep inside, Kyohe knew—even though he called it disgusting—that it was one of the greatest things he ever felt.
Better than tempura, Kyohe thought.