Road Trip
chapter 2: Mm, tacos
Welcome back! This chapter is actually kinda short, because otherwise it would be kinda long. SO YEAH. I opted for short chapter just so I could have SOMETHING to show for all my efforts lately! ENJOY!
When they got into the next town, Mukuro spent time teaching Hiei how to drive, because she wanted a break. He wasn't entirely willing but he eventually decided that he somewhat liked it - though he wasn't about to tell her that, and occasionally fussed.
Not that it mattered that Hiei was finally behind the wheel, because Mukuro kept telling him where to go. He was wondering when it was going to be his turn to call the shots when Mukuro said, "Pull in there."
"What the hell is a taco bell?"
"Heh, that rhymes. And I dunno."
Hiei pulled in and parked badly in the first space he found.
"Man, Hiei, maybe next time you should just park horizontally and take up three spots," Mukuro quipped.
"If you have a problem then you shouldn't ask me to do it to begin with," he snapped back.
They walked in, receiving many awkward stares from the humans seated inside, but not quite as many as the man behind the counter with a fin Mohawk and fish eyes.
"Hey, looks like demons are allowed employment," Mukuro mumbled to Hiei.
"Good, then maybe I won't have to kill someone for messing up our order because they can't speak our language."
Mukuro's eye widened. "Did you just make a joke?"
The fish-guy interrupted them and asked them what they'd liked to order before Hiei could either confirm or deny his sense of humor.
"I want that thing," Hiei announced, pointing dramatically at something on the menu.
"That's an XXL chalupa," Mukuro said. "I'll have the five layer burrito."
"What, uh, size would you like your drinks?" the cashier asked nervously.
"Large."
The demon behind the counter handed them their cups and gestured at the soda machines. "We'll call your order when it's ready."
As Mukuro began filling her cup with every drink they had available and Hiei watched with a mixture of disgust and awe, she asked him, "So, what made you pick that?"
"I don't know, it looked important. Why'd you pick that thing?"
"I like cheese," she replied thoughtfully.
Hiei rolled his eyes and stuck his cup under a dispenser with a more neutrally colored label (he didn't want to know what something tasted like that was green) and they popped the lids on their drinks, finally ambling off toward the seats.
"Hey, look at this thing," Mukuro said, waving a funny-looking white thing wrapped in plastic at his face, and he snatched it from her.
"What the hell is this?"
"That's a spork," the cashier piped timidly.
"What a stupid name," Hiei said, feeling a strange sense of deja vu the moment after he said it.
They plopped into the first seats that Mukuro apparently found suitable, and Hiei decided he would be the first this time to test his drink.
He cringed. It was far too sweet and had an irritating fizzing.
"Here, try mine," Mukuro offered, sliding her cup across the table at him. He eyed her suspiciously for a moment before tasting it, and found that he strangely liked Mukuro's liquid abomination far more than his own choice, which of course only irritated him further. "Keep your human piss," he groused, sliding it back to her. Mukuro only shrugged and began inspecting sauce packets.
"-you see the dyke and the midget?" Hiei heard suddenly, and his gaze flicked behind the counter where it seemed two human male workers were gossiping.
"Man, what's with these demon world freaks?" the other male said. Hiei heard something snapping and realized he had crushed the spork in his hand.
"Shh!" the fish-demon snapped at them. "You guys have no clue who that is!"
"Someone famous from your freakshow land?"
"Whatever, Moby Dick." Both the humans laughed their idiot laughter.
Hiei glanced at Mukuro, but she was snorting at something written on one of the sauce packets and clearly had no idea what was being said about them.
"Order three-twenty-four," the cashier called, and Mukuro rose from her seat and fetched the food.
Hiei didn't really pay attention to the food while he ate, though Mukuro seemed to enjoy it - he was busy contemplating ways to commit vile acts on the humans without getting in trouble for it.
Finally, as they finished their meal and made to leave, Hiei strode purposefully to the driver's side and climbed in.
"You haven't spoken in a while," Mukuro said. "And you're driving? What's wrong."
Hiei pulled out of the parking space. "Mukuro, hand me my drink."
She passed it to him, and as they curved around the parking lot, Hiei bullied his way in front of the person in the drive thru and rolled his window down, and as the drive thru window slid open, he hurled his drink mightily into the face of one of the obscene humans.
Then he drove away with a smug grin on his face.
One sidelong glance shot him a view of Mukuro's mouth hanging wide open, and then she burst into incredulous laughter. "What was that!"
"That, Mukuro, was only a minuscule vengeance," Hiei replied. "And I hope he got the fizz in his eyes, too."
Author's Note: Yeah, you know he would totally do it... XD I just really wanted to write Hiei with a spork. BTW, this story is ALSO based on something that actually happened to me. What's the deal with that? I have awesome friends I guess. Also, Mukuro lied about the cheese. She's never had cheese before. She just wanted to seem like she knew what she was talking about. It's a politician thing, trust me.