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Snowflake: Hayato is obsessed with it, but even in the Anime he is scared of ghosts! Whe that one was your favourite, than I thin this one will top it ;)
Fatin Adolfina: I hope this one won'T dissapoint you!
Enjoy or not, it's up to you!
Bakeneko madnessNatsu and Uri moved with certain but soft steps along the hall, following the sound of the song and giggling. With their good hearing it was easy to find the source of it. Behind them their masters walked at a slow pace, careful not to cause much noise. Even if it was really unnecessary, because the Bakeneko knew they were there. But who knew what else lived in this mansion.
The light of Natsus flame fell on the wall and Tsuna stopped.
"What is it?" Hayato asked fearful.
"Look at this picture." he took his mini lion and held him up to make the picture more visible.
"Isn't that ...?"
"Vongola Primo, exactly. Just in Japanese clothes." the picture showed the first Boss of Vongola. In it he was older than they knew him, if not for his messy hair style he wouldn't have recognized him. He had to be in his mid forties and at his side stood a young Japanese woman dressed in a beautiful Kimono.
"Doesn't that mean, that this mansion is your property?" Hayato looked at him and he shrugged his shoulders.
"We should look more into it after we have finished what we came here for." he sat Natsu down and told him to move on.
On the third floor of the west wing were Yamamoto and Inukami, both played rock-paper-scissors to decide who of them would fight against the guy who had just shown up out of seemingly nowhere.
He was dressed like a ninja and had thrown a kunai at them. They just knew what it was because Inukami was a Naruto addict. And he so wanted to fight against a ninja. But Yamamoto had seen the Katana at the ninjas hip and therefore he also wanted to fight against him. That conflict resulted in the aforementioned rock-paper-scissors competition. The ninja waited patiently for them to get some kinda result, because until now they had tied every damn time.
"Yes! I win! hahaha." Yamamoto had won with rock against scissor and was delighted. Inukami carried himself into an emo corner and sat down in a crouched position, pouting. One of his dogs put it's pawn on his shoulder, seemingly saying: "Dude, don't cry."
Chrome and Saruyama had an almost identical situation at hand. Before them stood a pantomime and he mimicked every damn thing Chrome did. Tilting his head, waving, blushing, looking to the side and nodding in understanding.
Saru scratched his bald head, the pantomime didn't do it. Grinning he took his wooden sword an swung it at the enemy. He jumped out of the way.
"Hah! You fail!" Saru mocked him, because the pantomime hadn't mimicked Chromes Sailor Moon pose.
There was a visible tick mark on his forehead. Than he grinned and stood the same way as Saru, who shrugged his shoulder, which was of course imitated. And Saru did it again, what resulted in being copied, which resulted in being imitated from Saru and the pantomime did it, too. They did that for almost five minutes, until Chrome had enough and wanted to stab the enemy with her trident, of course he avoided it and now mimicked every one of Chromes action.
Annoying.
"ZOMBIE!" Ryouhei shouted and ran away, leaving a confused Tsukino behind. And really before him stood a Zombie.
"Brain..." it said and red and blue liquid dropped from it. Tsukino was bad ass and dipped his finger in the colourful substances, licking it clean.
"Strawberry and blackberry syrup? You are one strange Zombie." He looked at it and grinned like some scary mass murderer.
"I'm addicted to fruits. You better run." and he leaped at the Zombie, who made a run for it - in the same direction as Ryouhei, who still shouted: "Zombie!" at the top of his lungs. The sound resonated through the whole mansion - making Tsuna and Hayato look around in panic.
Kururo Saruko met a …
"What the hell are you supposed to be?" she looked angry, because the costume had a really ugly design and nobody would recognize what it was supposed to be.
"Pi ... Pika ... chuu." it said.
"What the fuck? You look nothing like Pikachu! You look more like a dead cat on the road!" she pointed an accusing finger at it. The (failed) cosplayer gaped at her like she had said something really mean. Than it puffed it's cheeks up and imitated Pikachus famous attack, without the attack, because that one couldn't produce electricity from it's cheeks.
Kururo laughed at the strange move. But then she got a shock from behind. Looking over her shoulder she saw someone with a stun-gun. She shook herself like a cat that just got wet.
"Now you fuckers are dead." she moved around and wanted to attack the guy with one of her blades, but was shocked again, that damn failed Pikachu. Her eyebrow twitched. She took the other knife out and laughed like a mentally ill person.
They wanted blood? Good, she would show them some of their own.
Hibari was in a predicament. Some people dared to crowd around him. Normally he would just attack them ruthlessly and get over with it, but the problem was that they all were dressed as cute animals. A fluffy little sheep just kicked his chin and a cat with big doe eyes had punched his guts. The cute little doggy with it's floppy ears had run a knife over his arm. And the small rabbit with the red eyes had head butted him. He couldn't attack them because of a promise he had made with his mother. She had taught him never to hurt cute little animals, because they were friends not food. And he had developed his love for this cute little creatures because of her. He loved his mother dearly and would never break a promise he had made with her.
Damn his weakness.
Tsuna and Hayato had hugged each other because they had heard Ryouhei shouting something about zombies. They almost squeezed Lambo to death between them.
"What should we do?" Hayato whispered and Tsuna looked around.
"Maybe he just imagined things?" Tsuna offered in a weak voice. "Gao." said Natsu and hid atop Tsunas head. Uri just cleaned his pawn like nothing was happening.
"Or Mukuro played a trick on him?" Hayato said.
"... well, I think he would do something like that just out of boredom." He thought for a second and really he had felt Mukuros presence for a while now.
"Let's go, we need to rescue Nanashi-sensei." reluctant he loosened his grip around Hayato, who grabbed his hand, because she was afraid to loose him. Lambo was now able to breath again and hugged himself even closer to Hayato, stifling his cries.
Yamamoto had his sword ready to fight and as he wanted to attack his enemy the guy had the nerve to throw a smoke bomb, making him invisible to the eye. Fighting away his tears Yamamoto tried to look around, but failed. He couldn't see. Laughing he closed his eyes and waited and waited and waited.
Nothing happened.
Than he heard a shuffling sound and something like a swoosh, he duck his head and avoided a star like ninja tool.
Things just got interesting.
He moved in the direction from where it came, just to step in some spikes, which bored themselves into the sole of his shoe and hurt his feet. He shouldn't have worn those sneakers. Next time he would make sure to wear the dress shoes Gokudera had suggested or maybe some combat boots like Squalo. Than he had crouched down to take those things out of his feet and had saved his life. Because the Katana of his enemy just shortened his hair instead of him.
How the hell could this ninja see him in all this smoke?
By now the Zombie had enough running around and decided to just attack his chaser. He was a bad ass Zombie and couldn't be afraid of some human with a fruit addiction. Ryouhei crouched in a corner and looked terrified as the monster attacked Tsukino.
Tsukino didn't have a weapon.
But he round house kicked the Zombie into the next wall and made a sound like: "Whoosha." or something like that. Than he pulled a Bruce Lee and ran his thumb under his nose just to make a -come here- move with his pointer and middle finger.
The Zombie looked at him and didn't know what to do, he wasn't a fighter, normally people would freak out and run away, some even fainted at his sight. But this guy in front of him was crazy!
The pantomime had mimicked Chrome until a certain point.
The point where she just turned into a male! How the hell was he supposed to mimic that? He and Saru looked at her with open mouths.
"Kufufu. Try to imitate that." Mukuro slammed his trident down and the whole room changed into a landscape with flowers and butterflies. He looked smug to the enemy who just looked at Saruyama. Saru shrugged his shoulders because he didn't know what was going on. The pantomime imitated it and Saru did the same thing again and you know how it goes.
It annoyed the hell out of the Mist guardian and he put an end to it. He called forth illusions of himself and attacked simultaneously. The pantomime tried to avoid every single attack, with the result to get his head smashed with a wooden sword.
"Hah! Not so though are we?" Saru made some kind of monkey dance and mocked the unconscious foe.
Mukuro smacked Saru with his trident, because he had ruined his fun. Before the baldy could respond he vanished and left behind a smiling Chrome.
"No fair." Saru mumbled and rubbed the spot where Mukuro had hit him. They found some rope and did an amazing job at binding the pantomime.
Kururo was a little annoyed because being hit with a stung gun hurt like hell and her hair stood up in a fashion like Tsunas. She really didn't want to know how much volt ran through her body. And to get rid of those pests was harder than expected. They worked well together and every time she attacked one the other would use the damn shocker on her. Those guys were faster than they looked and the damn ugly cosplay made her a little weak. She was a designer at heart and couldn't stand those things!
And the mean thing was that those failures never attacked her, they waited for her to move. It would be much more simpler if they rushed at her and she could slice them open during her defence. But no, they were more on the trick defence play.
Huffing she crossed her arms and glared at those two, who didn't move even an inch and just waited for her next move. Maybe she should throw her knifes at them? But than she would be without weapons.
She rubbed her chin in thought and looked around, searching for some kind of help. She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes to think. The Pikachu team looked at her during this time.
Until they heard slight snoring.
Hibari was a bloody pulp on the floor and cursed his good and loving heart.
Why did they know about his weak point?
How could he overcome it? Than he heard his bird singing and he almost cursed his own stupidity. Why shouldn't he leave the beating of cute animals to cute animals?
With a grin he focused his cloud flame into his Vongola Gear and called Roll.
"Needle ball form." he said and Roll gave of a high pitched sound, growing to enormous dimensions. The cute little animals looked frightened and he had to look away as they were stabbed with long spikes.
Fur was torn, flesh and bones broke, blood spilled onto the ground and Hibari felt content to have kept his promise with his mother.
Tsuna and Hayato stood in front of an open door. The way let downstairs into a basement.
"Are you kidding me?" she said exasperated: "Nobody in their right mind would go down into some kind of creepy basement. Guys who do that are the first one to die in this kind of situation."
"But this strange sound comes from down there and maybe our teacher is held captive there." Tsuna looked into the dark abyss, the flame of their animals reached just the first three steps. Lambo was shaking in Hayatos arms and Tsuna wondered how she could carry him around all the time. This child had grown a lot and was heavy.
"This assumption will lead to certain death - it's one of the rule of horror films." she whispered.
"Yeah, but this isn't a film, this is a Mafia war." he said.
"The rules for this and that are almost the same." he got a look like a scolding mother had. "
Then how about that: I will go down and you will wait here together with Lambo?" he offered.
"I can't let you die!" she shouted.
"I won't die." he smiled.
"Said the guy who died in the war!" she huffed and pouted.
"Then how are we supposed to rescue her?" Tsuna tilted his head and waited for an answer. Hayato thought about that for a moment until she sighed.
"Let's go down together." He nodded and Lambo fainted.
Slowly he lost his patience with this damn ninja. The smoke hurt his eyes and he was really irritated by it. He couldn't move around because then he would step in those annoying spikes. The only thing he could do was to avoid the attacks. After this fight he would need a hairdresser.
Then suddenly the smoke let up and he felt a fresh and slightly wet breeze passing. He looked around and began to see more clearly. The ninja hung from the ceiling with a rope and looked at Inukami like he had grown a second head, Yamamoto did the same thing.
"What? I just needed fresh air." This guy had just opened the window, damn cheater. So the ninja had attacked his neck time and time again because he hung from the ceiling. No wonder that evading his attacks was so easy.
Without much ado Yamamoto cut the rope and the ninja fell down, wincing in pain, because his butt wasn't spike proofed.
"Well then, let's fight seriously." the Rain guardian laughed good natured.
"Can I think about that for a moment?" The ninja asked sheepishly.
"Nope." And with one strike everything was over. The ninja was out cold and Inukami had found a broom and cleaned the floor. The spikes were swept away, with that the paws of his dogs were safe.
"How were you able to walk through those things?" Yamamoto asked.
"I have those wonderful shoes." Inukami showed him the dress shoes: "They are comfortable and have a sturdy sole. Oujo-san suggested them."
"I really should listen to her more..." the swordsman said and looked at his tattered shoes.
"Everybody is Kung-fu fighting dududumdumdum as fast as lightning ..." the song played while Tsukino was kicking the Zombie around like some kind of ball. He did his best to defend himself, but he couldn't do it. And where the hell came this sound from?
Tsukino stopped for moment and pulled something out of his pocket.
"Hello?" he picked up his phone and started a conversation. "Papa is really busy. As a hero of justice I must defend the world from all evil." the other side replied something. "Papa fights against a horde of Zombies! But worry not, they are no match for me." he listened to whoever he was talking to. Then there was a flash: "I took a picture of the Zombie as proof. Say Mama that I love her and I will try to free the earth from those monsters and be on time for dinner. Papa loves you all." he made some kissing sound and hung up. Than his voice changed from sweet and caring to cold and ruthless, he let his knuckles crack.
"Now where were we?" The Zombie shrieked in horror and fainted on the spot. Tsukino straightened his suit and stepped on the Zombie. He needed to comfort Sasagawa. "The big bad Zombie is dead, you don't need to be afraid any more." he pet the silver turf of hair and spoke like one would to a fearful child.
"Really?" came the whimper.
"Yes Papa took care of it." he showed the dead Zombie and Ryouhei nodded as they both stood up. He made sure to grab a fistful of Tsukinos suit jacket and be behind him at all times. Who knew when other Zombies would walk up to them?
The Pikachu pair looked at each other and then at the fake boy who slept standing up.
How the hell could someone fall asleep in this kind of situation?
Then one of them decided to push his luck and wanted to punch her guts. That was the one thing Kururo had waited for.
As soon as the Pikachu wannabe lifted his hand she had drawn her long knife and slashed it across the stomach of this abomination. Blood splashed out of the wound and Pikachu fell down in agonizing pain.
The other Pikachu had gotten weak in the knees because of the sight. "Please ..." it begged, but it was too late. Kururo had moved towards it and rammed her knife into its gut. Now both of those things laid in a puddle of blood.
Sighing she took out needle and thread. She did some messy first aid to their wounds, because killing was immoral.
If they died from infected wounds it wouldn't be her fault. She had just used self defence and even did first aid. She was no medic and therefore she couldn't stitch up a wound the right way. But hey, now they had some really creative pattern on their stomachs. They were a lot better than those pseudo Pikachu costumes they had on.
Tsuna and Hayato got down the stairs with uncertain steps. They were mindful of their surroundings and had goosebumps all over their bodies. Neither of them was a fan of horror and they just walked into the most cliché situation ever.
As they had reached the end of the staircase the door behind them slammed shut and a clicking sound signalled that someone had locked it.
"I knew that would happen!" Hayato screeched and grabbed Tsunas arm, stopping the blood flow within it.
"Hayato... you can just break it down with dynamite or your storm flame. No need to worry." he said, just because he had gone in HDWM out of fear. Now he was able to analyse the situation better and his flames produced more light for them.
"Maybe we should search for a light switch."
"Don't wanna." she sniffled in his sleeve and wiped her tears away with it. He blushed because of the cuteness and almost bend down to kiss her, but then he reminded himself why he was there and that their situation wasn't the best.
"Hayato, I'm here, nothing will happen." he assured her.
"Really? Than what about the guy with the axe behind you?" She said nonchalantly and the both of them ducked as the axe was swung in a horizontal line. It crashed in the wall and was stuck there. The attacker cursed at that and tried to pull it out.
"Are you fucking insane? That could have killed us!" Hayato shouted with her male voice.
"That was my plan!" he shouted back and succeeded to get the axe out of the wall.
He grinned. Then he moved around to attack again but the two and their light were gone. He cursed and walked along the wall, finding the switch and brought light into the room.
"Heh." he said victorious.
As the light switched on Tsuna and Hayato stood still like caught deer. The room they were in was really too cliché. The walls and floor had white tiles with dark brown stains on them. In the middle stood a rusted metallic table, like those you could see in the surgery. Different kinds of knifes and operating instruments were laid out on a second table. On one wall was a shelf with jars, filled with liquid and parts of animals.
"So the Story is true after all." Tsuna said and moved out of the way of the axe. He jumped to one side and Hayato to the other, she still had a safe grip around the young child.
"Not all of it." The axeman said: "The perpetrator even killed humans and chopped them up. He put human and animal parts together to create the ultimate invisible being." "I knew Hibari wasn't normal!" Hayato declared and Tsuna as well as the enemy looked at her like she had said something really stupid.
"What?" she asked innocently.
"No! It's me!" The axeman ripped his shirt open to reveal some ugly scars and it really looked like he had been chopped up and sewn together with other things.
"You look like a patchwork cushion." Tsuna said and the offender blushed an angry red behind his furry face.
"And you could really need a shave." he further spoke.
"And a shower. You smell rotten." Hayato held her nose with one hand.
Yeah mock the guy with the axe, great idea.
He gave of some strangled sound and held the axe high over his head. Lambo who woke up in exact that moment stumbled out of Hayatos grasp and tackled the legs of this guy. He lost his balance and fell backwards, because the weight of his weapon pulled him down like that. His head knocked against the hard tiles and the axe was stuck just a hairs length besides it.
He screeched and almost did pee his pants at the realisation that he almost had killed himself.
"Dud that was dangerous." Lambo picked his nose and looked at him like he was some kind of bug. Than he smeared his bogey on the chest of the axeman. Who than twitched and fainted.
For safety reasons they strapped him on the table.
Hayato looked around and took one of those jars.
"They are not real."
"How do you know that?" Tsuna asked. She shoved the jar into his face.
"This is the paw of some innocent teddy bear. You can even see the filling. And I guess his scars are just good make up." Then the three of them broke out in laughter. Here they almost had cried out of fear and everything was just staged.
This Bakeneko knew how to make a haunted house, they should suggest them to take money for it.
They looked around some more and found the radio which played this now annoying song, Lambo decided to smash it.
Then they found something like a secret door. It had opened when Hayato had pulled a lonely book out of the jar filled shelf.
Before them were even more stairs which led downwards.
They looked at each other and gulped.
"Well then..." Tsuna said.
.. and that's that. I think it was pretty funny ... And the thing is - I didn't even think about what to write it came naturally. I have the Feeling that this Bakeneko case is more like the first chapter of the original Manga - just hilarious! Do you agree?