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A/N: The only real reason I'm up-dating this is because my co-author is gone, and I'm channeling my rage. IS IT WORKING?!
The Nicest Kids In Town- Hairspray
If it were up to Ritsuka, the Zero boys would have gotten a job and helped Soubi pay for at least the electric bill.
Considering they were the ones causing it to sky-rocket, thanks to their games.
Oh, that and their favorite movie kept popping up on Soubi's paper view bills. Who knew that the two little sadists would like musicals?
Dum Daddi Doo
Soubi felt very much like he was going to die from this. Ritsuka had him wrapped around his little finger, and he'd do anything in his power for him.
But, why skating?
"Ritsuka, I really don't think this is a good idea. What if I fall on you and the skate slices your leg off?"
"Then I'll get stitches. Soubi, come on, this is fun!"
Good-bye Love- Rent
Flailing his arms out in front of himself, Youji tried desperately to pry Natsuo off of him. Get him away he he didn't have to been seen like this. The sacrifice was a coward for taking those drugs and if Natsuo saw him like this......
He'd be gone. There'd be nothing left of him.
"Please don't touch me. I-I.... I need to go away." Youji begged, squeezing his eyes, so the tears couldn't come out.
"I know this place, a clinic." Natsuo said, coaxing his love out of his shell of self-doubt," A rehab."
Suicide Risk- Juno
Clamping her hand down upon her little pink phone, Shinonome Hitomi picked it up, regardless of the late hour and the collar I.D. that she was unfamiliar with.
"Hello?"
"I'm a suicide risk." A very jittery voice said from the other line.
"Who?- Yuiko?"
"No, it's Kaito Kio," The pink head replied, way more sarcasm sneaking into her voice than, like, ever," Do you have any bones that need collecting?"
"Only the one in my pants. Heh heh." The sixth grade teacher replied, laughing at her own joke.
"I'm pregnant....."
If one listened very carefully, holding their breath and all that, they could actually hear Hitomi's heart stop beating and one of the lenses on her glasses break.
".... Ho-honest to blog?"
"Yeah..... It's Natsuo's."
Pulling herself from off of the floor in a frenzy, the elder female turned on her light, recoiling only slightly," It might just be a food baby. Did you have a big lunch?"
"No. I took three pregnancy tests and I am for shiz, up the spout."
"..... How did you even generate enough pee for three pregnancy tests? That's amazing."
"Shinonome-sensei! I'm telling you I'm pregnant and you're acting shockingly cavalier."
"Is this for real? Like, for real, For Real?" Hitomi asked, hoping to God that it t'was not.
"Unfortunately, yes."
And the other lens in Hitomi's frames shattered.
"Oh My God! Shit!.... Seven Voices Academy!"
"Thank you. That was kinda what I expected on the first take."
She's all ThatMarching up the aisle of the pie shop that he called a day job, Mimuro looked for that sleazy jack-ass who had just made Mei cry. And for no reason at all!
Spotting his target, the sacrifice moved his weapon from his pocket and into his hand taking the softly-softly approach.
"Nisei?" Mimuro said in that sweet way he always used with his college friend.
The second Beloved fighter, looked up, not expecting something small, black and horrible to land in his eyes.
Cue blood-curdling scream..... now.
"Aahhhhhh! What the hell, Mimuro?!"
"Fresh ground pepper, you ass?"
Ten Things I Hate About You
Sitting with her back almost too straight for her to look serious, Nagisa looked directly at both Youji and Yamato the way a cougar might stare at a baby mountain goat.
"Okay, since we've been having problems with this issue, I thought I'd address this now. You can date-"
"YAY!"
"YAY!"
"When Natsuo and Kouya date."
Both of the bluenette's most promiscuous Zeros looked very much, what was the word? Ah, yes, mortified.
"But, they're mutants!" Youji argued.
"Yeah! What if they never date?!" Yamato added.
"Then you'll never date. Oh, I like that." Their master and creator whispered in a self-satisfying and altogether sinister way.
