Authors Note: Okay, still the cosuthor's chappy. This is her continuation of the last one.
…meanwhile, Kyo was pondering things as he gazed at Yuya that the co-author wondered if she should include.
Pop. Yuya looked up into blue eyes and realized she was in an awkward situation.
"Uh hi Kyoshiro..." she muttered, blushing furiously. Kyoshiro developed a goofy grin and began drooling. She now knew what to do. She smacked him and dragged him downstairs to tie to the tree out back. She wondered how much longer she would have to be careful of switching persona.
Meanwhile, the coauthor was satisfied with the amount of cheesiness she had packed into this chappy, and decided it was time to get back into the normal swing of things.
Sasuke had just
finished describing his dream from the night before. He made himself
look Yukimura in the eye now and saw the same goofy grin Yuya had
just slapped off Kyoshiro's face.
"Wow, Sasuke. I know what I
have planned for you 18th birthday!"
Sasuke blushed brighter than a sunburnt baboon's rear end. He liked that idea. A lot.
Meanwhile outside, all hell was about to break loose...
Yuya was roasting Kyoshiro over a bonfire and Kyo was struggling to regain control, oblivious to Kyoshiro's peril.
Yuya was taunting
Kyoshiro in such a way that he was actually happy. It reminded him of
the old days. He smiled happily.
"What are you smiling about,
you perverted loser!" Yuya growled, adding random blocks of
wood to the fire.
Kyoshiro started to panic a bit, but this was just like old times! Now if only Benitora were here to share the joy...
The doorbell rang, interrupting Sasuke's nervous staring contest with Yukimura. Yukimura waltzed down the stairs in his usual high spirits to get the door. He swung the door open, and his smile faded, replaced by a gape of shock.
Sakuya stood there, mouth hanging open retardedly, clad in an American Idol shirt and a flowy skirt. Yukimura turned to shout across the house, "Yuya... I think you might want to bring Kyo out here..."
When Yuya heard the call, she untied Kyoshiro, who was also as red as a sunburnt baboon's rear end, and dragged him in the house, just narrowly avoiding death by Kyo, who finally regained control.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, woman?"
Sakuya swung around, mouth hanging open, and looked at the sorry excuse for Kyo. She wondered how in the hell he and Kyoshiro were back in the same body, but nonetheless, she would do what she could to fix it. Kyo wondered if she would ever get over that bad habit of talking without moving her mouth.
At this same moment, Tora was trying to sneak in the back door, looking around warily for Bontenmaru. His confrontation had not gone well. He had ended up running away, leaving his poor Shin-Chan to fend for himself. How was Shin-Chan now, anyway? He crawled past the bonfire without a second thought and into the house. He saw a strange woman gaping at Kyo or Kyoshiro (who looked badly burnt), and immediately forgot about Yuya. He had a new obsession now.
Meanwhile, Chinmei, Akira, and Mahiro had seen the smoke from the bonfire and headed over to investigate. The back gate was open, so they all gathered into the backyard to see a massive bonfire. Chinmei knew just what to do. He barged into the house, ignoring everyone inside, and hijacked the marshmallows he knew were in the secret basement, as well as the pot on the stove down there. He had a party on his mind.
It is well known that the other author and I have a war of leaving evil endings for each other and so... I leave this one to her.