The name of this story is: Bunny, Bunny

Author: Kaida

Fandom: DOLLS by Naked Ape

Pairing: Mikoshiba ShoutaxToudou Usaki; given name last

An author's note will be attached to the beginning and end of each chapter. For any additional information, please do not hesitate to review or PM O.Y.F. I will respond ASAP.

In advance, I apologize for the late update, and for the very dissatisfying length. But I have kept you long enough--

Let the madness begin.

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Chapter Three

To say that Usaki was perfectly fine with this comment would be a blatant lie.

He was only slightly slighted, but offended all the same.

In fact, he might have resented it.

How did he look like a hobo?

As Usaki met Hasui Tamao's accusatory glare stolidly and evenly, he sighed inwardly. It wasn't that Hasui forgot about him. He had purposefully purged his existence from his memory.

"Shou-chan? Why—" The abrupt stop made the blonde snap out of his trance, and he followed Tamao's bewildered stare to Mikoshiba Shouta.

He was covering his mouth politely, a low chuckle at first, which quickly escaladed into a full-blown laugh.

The two helplessly confused bystanders glanced at each other, each as equally perplexed as the other. Prejudices temporarily forgotten in the strange event of the tall brunette laughing so randomly, Toudou Usaki and Hasui Tamao bounced ideas off each other, desperate to find the cause.

"High?" Tamao asked immediately.

"…Too much tea?" Usaki attempted.

"Nostalgia?"

"…Lack of sleep?"

"Extortionist?" At Usaki's strange look, he waved it off brusquely. "Never mind."

"…Overworked?" An accusatory glare was directed towards the still chuckling brunette, (who, every time he wiped his tears, started laughing anew due to Usaki's and Tamao's guessing game.)

"Pregnant?"

"Err…"

"Probably not. He couldn't get laid for his life." At that, Shouta abruptly stopped laughing and stood up to his full 5 foot 8 inches and towered over the pair.

"What was that, Tamao?" The brunette growled out (honestly, it was not an asking tone, and thus cannot be described as 'asked'.)

"Nothing, Shou-chan! It's good to see you normal again!" The police officer squeaked, rediscovering exactly how tall the captain was. He leaned towards Usaki and whispered in an over-exaggerated state whisper: "Did he do this a lot in your workplace? Laughing aloud randomly and all?"

Usaki sent another slightly strange look to Tamao, but shook his head tentatively. "Err…not especially…" Thinking back on a time when the captain had glanced at him over a cup of coffee and suddenly started to laugh (coffee splattered all over the couch), the blonde quickly retracted his answer. "Well, maybe a few times."

Mikoshiba Shouta crossed his arms with an exaggerated pout. "Ignore the victim, will you? Kenji, do you agree with Tamao—that I can't get laid?"

Why Usaki felt so bothered and uncomfortable was a mystery to him. "I…er…ah…I'm supposed to agree with someone?" He asked, feeling rather stupid.

Hasui barked a dry laugh. "Preferably. That would be nice."

After a few moments of internal struggle, Toudou Usaki finally came to a conclusion: "I agree with myself—that I take a noncommittal stance." Safe and neutral; that's how the world should work on matters like these.

Tamao pouted. "Oh, come on! Shou-chan, this hobo's no fun." Usaki counted to ten quietly in his head.

The captain sighed. "Come, Kenji, can't you be more fun? Oh, I know," he exclaimed, as if a sudden revelation had been revealed to him, "Why don't you stay for dinner? Despite contrary belief, I can cook." Mikoshiba hit Tamao over the head, due to his rapid, and mute, signals of 'death', 'doom' and 'disgusting'.

Usaki was just about to refuse the offer when he remembered his apartment that he currently roomed in—cold, empty and furnished with the barest of necessities. No clutter. Not home.

He supposed he could indulge himself every once in a while.

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I bow to you, reader, as I am very pleased to see that you have completed this third chapter of mine, on the very first story, Bunny, Bunny. You make me feel terribly accomplished as you finish this piece, and I thank you for your tolerance and indulgence in this one particle among giants.

Treat me well, and I will do my best to fufill your dreams.

Again, I know that this is a ridiculously short chapter. I apologize (if I could send out cookies or Usakis or Shoutas I would [but I rather need the latter of the two]) once more. However, I didn't want to keep anyone waiting, yes? Hopefully, the next chapter is not far off--thank you for your support.

Again, an author's note will be attached to the beginning and end of each chapter, and for any suggestions or questions, please do not hesitate to review or PM O.Y.F. I will get to you ASAP.

Thank you, again, for your indulgence.

:-Kaida-:

PS: Again, I apologize for the long wait. However, since Easter is coming up, I wish that you all have a safe and blessed Easter. God bless.