Part 4: Mansuit
"I really should be dead."
"You're telling me."
The smaller man shrugged. "Well, it's like I told your fox-friend. I'm like a cockroach with a brain."
"And you expect me to believe that?"
"Well, I'm sitting right in front of you, aren't I?" He sipped at his tea. "Although, to be fair, I'm more like a spider than a cockroach."
Kuwabara scratched his shoulder through the material of his black school uniform, shaking his bangs out of his eyes as he blinked at his new…acquaintance. "Okay, first you're a cockroach, then you're a spider. Can you make up your mind, shrimp?"
"Certainly. Tell me, Kuwabara, do you know how a spider molts?"
The redhead nodded. "The entire skin dries up and cracks open, and then the spider comes out all in one piece with a bigger skin to fit."
"Good to see that high school of yours is teaching you something."
"I still don't get what spiders have to do with the fact that you should be rotting your organs out in a demon-spawned tree from Hell."
The small man leaned forward, drumming long fingernails on the pristine white table. "It has everything to do with it. So you know how a spider molts. Think about that for a moment. Now, suppose that spider's skin was another spider? One arachnid living within another, controlling it. What would happen if the outer arachnid's shell split open?"
Kuwabara blinked.
He blinked again.
His face contorted into a look that would have been considered priceless, had any of his close friends been there to see it. As it was, the look greatly amused Toguro, who leaned back in his chair and steepled small fingers in satisfaction.
"Oh, gross. GROSS." Kuwabara said, shaking his head. "You mean you- you-"
"Molted Gourmet?" Toguro finished the sentence for him. "Well of course I did. You certainly didn't think I would stay in his body forever, did you? For heaven's sake, Kuwabara, I'm four foot ten! Do you have any IDEA how AKWARD controlling that oaf was? I was working with a far larger scale than I am used to. No, no, it wouldn't have been practical at all. Certainly not my most pleasant of molts, but it was molt or be stuck."
Kuwabara considered this, sipping his tea. Then he started laughing. Toguro raised a brow. "What's so funny?" he asked.
The human shook his head, his short red ponytail bouncing. "Oh, just the mental image of Kurama when he realizes that you duped him by shedding a mansuit."
Toguro shrugged. "What can I say, it wasn't my size."
A/N: And there you have it, that's how I fill that plothole. Woot, spider!Ani.