I am writing this very randomly, and I really have no idea where this is going, but I was challenged to do this fic AGES ago, so I feel it is my duty to do it. Yeah…dedicated to the Girly Man, who gave me the idea (sorry if it sucks!)

Ayame was running down the street in front of his shop. A drop of sweat ran down his face but he kept moving swiftly, trailing a gym bag behind him. Why was the drama queen (I mean king) so agitated, you might ask? Well, he had just accidentally done the worst thing he had ever done…and he had done of lot of bad things.

He had just killed Shigure.

It wasn't on purpose or anything. Shigure had just come to visit his shop, and in a horribly misguided attempt to surprise Ayame, he had pretended to be one of his mannequins. It wasn't hard. Ayame had modeled all of his mannequins after Shigure (because he knew his body so well). But why, Ayame asked himself in distress, why did he have to pretend to be the model he was working on?!

Ayame had stuck so many pins in that dress, hemming up the neck and the sleeves. How was he supposed to know that is was actually a real person?! Okay, admittedly the howls of pain should have been a tip off. But inanimate objects often screamed at him when he had had too much sake. It just happened. So when Ayame finally realized it was Shigure, it was too late. He stuffed him into a gym bag and ran for it.

But where to hide the body? Many places came to mind, particularly right outside his editor's house. People would think she finally got fed up with him and did him in. He considered this for a moment, but then decided he didn't want to her to take all the credit. Eventually, he simply decided to leave Shigure back at his house, and maybe no one would notice. Before long, he had arrived.

He quietly dragged Shigure inside, trying not to disturb Tohru, Yuki, and Kyo who were having dinner, because that would be rude. Gracefully, had avoided every obstacle that might even make the slightest rustle and left the gym bag on the floor. He was just leaving, when Yuki spoke.

"What was that sound?" And stupidly Ayame yelled back,

"It is me, your magnificent older brother!!!"

"Oh, great. What is he doing here?" Yuki walked over, followed by Tohru, Kyo, and Hatori.

"What, my dear Hatori are you doing here?" asked Ayame trying to change the subject. He wasn't there for any reason. He was just there to move the story along.

"Ayame, what are you doing?" asked Hatori suspiciously. Ayame could not lie to Hatori, so he told him the whole story.

"So?" asked Hatori shrugging.

"What?!" cried Tohru.

"Seems to me we're much better off without him," explained Hatori.

"Um…umm," stuttered Tohru.

"Yeah, he was such a perv," Kyo said.

"Um…umm…"

"I guess this isn't such a bad visit from you after all," Yuki said with a smile.

"Um…umm…" Just then, Shigure burst out of the bag.

"Look everybody!" he cried. "I'm not dead after all!"

"Yay!" yelled Tohru.

"Oh, god," muttered Hatori. Ayame gave him a big man hug, and Kyo punched him in the face.

The-end

So, that was my awful story. If any one else has a challenge…I'll probably butcher that too. Anyway, thanks Girly Man!!!