Beverly Hills
"Wouldn't it be awesome to be rich?" The younger boy asked, staring thoughtfully at the sky from his place on the grass.
"We are rich, idiot." His boyfriend answered, eyes locked on a cloud that looked oddly like a cow.
Haru pondered this for moment, shielding his eyes from the hot aftertoon sun. A soft breeze flattened the plants around them, and swayed the lush green leaves of the trees. Small beads of sweat formed at his hairline, but it wasn't hot enough for them to run down his face.
"I know." He stated. "But I mean billionaire rich, you know? Beverly Hills living, special reservations at Mr Chow rich."
He earned a small laugh and a rare, genuine smile from the older boy.
"You mean shave your head bald, dangle your baby off a balcony, flash your vagina rich?" The cat's scarlet eyes settled on yet another cloud, one resembling a small white bird. It was at this moment that he realized how girly he was acting, cloud gazing with his fiance', while the pale boy ranted on about celebrities and being rich.
"I wouldn't like being rich." He found himself whispering. "Money changes everything."
Haru smiled, grasping the shy cat's hand in his own.
"But think about it." He muttered. "We could afford to have a big, flashy wedding."
He earned his second laugh for the day, as Kyo's eyes wondered the bright blue sky.
"I don't want it to be big." He scoffed, imagining the entire family, stuffed into one old, stuffy church.
Yuki and Ayame fighting, Tohru stressing over everything little thing. Shigure would be tugging Hatori from the room, muttering smutty things that the other man would roll his eyes at. He didn't even want to think about Kagura and Akito, and Hiro would probably act like an ass, while Kisa followed the panicked Tohru, and Ritsu screamed apologies at every guest.
He would die before he let that happen.
"But if you want flashy," The cat drew out. "We could always get hitched in Vegas."
Haru brought a hand to his chin, as if he was really contemplating the idea.
"Good idea, but we'd probably get AIDs or something during our honeymoon."
Kyo rolled his eyes, but cracked a grin at the younger boy's words.
"Well," The orange haired boy spoke slowly. "Why don't fly overseas after the wedding, and go to California or something?"
The ox cocked an eyebrow.
"And while we're there you can shave your head and flash your vagina."
Laughter burst through the afternoon's peace and quiet, and Haru was once again reminded why he loved his kitten oh-so much.
fin.
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ah, I'm a celebrity-gossip-whore,
so I knew this was comming someday.
I was going to add Kyo mentioning that they could visit Paris Hilton in jail, but there was no place for it.
hmm.
Also,
if you didn't know, Kyo's billionaire rant was about:
1. Britney Spears shaving her head
2. Michael Jackson dangled his baby off of a balcony
3. Many infamous celebs flashing their va-jay-jays.
Also, Mr. Chow is a resturant that only the top A-List celebrities, or the richest of people can get into.