A/N: Yes, that notorious quote has snuck itself into my title to haunt us all. XD

I really want to finish my story on the same day as I started it, but there's only two chapters left (including this one *gasp*), and that's the reason for late updates.

It is NOT school.

In fact, school's been rather lenient on me...

Should I be on my guard?

For you older, maturer, wiser writers out there, tell me. (*^*)

To ComicGirl.56 (now Anime Girl? :)), thank you for following and favoriting my story and following me! I'm honored. In addition, thanks to Starawesomeness2 and XxWinterGreenxX (*gasp* Lily's related to a fanfic writer? This is destiny! :D) for favoriting and LightFun27, moonligh, and diaaan for following!

Happy birthday to everyone in the entire year, because honestly, it's been so long since I've typed a chapter that it feels like a full year has passed. :)

Though I guess I shouldn't be smiling about that. XD


Midorima was grumpy today.

He refused to go anywhere, not even for basketball.

Lily noticed this.

"Mido-nii, are you mad at somebody?"

Midorima turned slowly, creepily, to Lily, almost like a doll in a horror movie.

He mumbled something.

"Um, I couldn't hear you."

"... money."

"Money?"

"I don't have enough money to buy my lucky item today."

Lily thought for a second.

"Well... how about a lemonade stand? Lotsa people like it, and I see it on TV and stuff all the time!"

"... Maybe, but where do we get the ingredients?"


15 minutes later, Midorima and Lily were standing in a kitchen with around 50 lemons.

"... The power of 5 year olds."

Lily blinked.

"I don't have any powers. I just asked Momoi-nee."

"You did this weird cute thing with your eyes that got her to say yes."

"Hm..."

Lily tried to remember what she had done.

"Um, like this?"

Lily's eyes softened and they stared directly into Midorima's eyes, bringing all attention to it and making Midorima unable to look anywhere else.

Midorima became a green dying duck as he imitated one, desperately trying to tear his eyes away, to no avail.

Finally, he gave up.

"... Yes, that. I searched up a recipe, so we should get started."

Luckily for him, Lily stopped and turned to the lemons.

"So, you squeeze a lemon."

She grabbed one and started squeezing it.

Juice went into her eye and she dropped the lemon as her hands instinctively shielded her face.

"Ow! The lemon hurt me!"

Midorima immediately poured water onto Lily's face.

"That should wash the lemon out. Better?"

Lily nodded, her eyes a bit pink.

"Mmhm."

"Now," Midorima began.

"You're squeezing it too hard. You're supposed to do it like this..."

Midorima picked up a knife and cut the lemon into half lengthwise, and then gently squeezed the lemon.

A pale yellow filled the glass of water beneath Midorima's hands.

He placed the half down and gave the other half to Lily.

"Try again."

Lily wrung out the lemon like a towel.

This time, it squirted into Midorima's eye.

"Arghulbuldelem."

Incomprehensible gibberish released itself from Midorima's mouth.

"What?"

Midorima scowled as he walked over to the sink.

"You squeezed lemon into my eye."

"Oh. Sorry. Um, one more time."

Lily picked up another (already sliced) lemon.

She squeezed it a little at a time, and the pale yellow matured into a solid yellow.

"Good. I'll wash the lemon out of my eyes. You squeeze lemons and follow the book."

Midorima walked over to the other side of the kitchen, where a bigger, adult-sized sink was waiting for him.


Midorima walked back to the other side and was surprised to see that no glasses had been removed, which meant Lily had been squeezing into one glass this whole time.

Was she that bad?

It was then that the poor soul turned his head to see the glass.

For a moment in his life before he turned away, he could see the life of his eyes passing before his eyes, never to be able to see again.

Only able to remember the color of some lemonade Lily made.

It was the exact color of... Ahem, the liquid that comes out of a person's behind in the restroom.

Midorima had to wonder what kind of vision Lily had to be right in front of the glass and not go blind after looking at the monstrosity for more than 3 seconds.

"... Lily?"

Lily turned to him happily.

"You're back!"

"... What did you put in the glass?"

"18 lemons. Why?"

There was a silence as the older of the two processed that in his brain.

"... You're supposed to put 3."

Midorima looked at the book.

With her height, she probably hadn't seen the period after the 1 to signify that it was the first step, and mistook the 3 for an 8.

But anyway, nobody normal would drink lemonade made of 18 lemons.

"So I did it wrong? Um, what do I do with this, then? Do I put it in the trash?"

"No. Give it to..."

Today's sacrifice would be...

Geminis, since they were unluckiest today anyway.

"... Kise."

"He likes sour stuff?"

"... Yeah. Don't tell him we made it. Tell him it was just you."

"Okay!"


"Ryo-nii?"

Lily looked around holding the glass with 18 lemons, water, and nothing else.

"Ryo-"

"BOO!"

Lily's eyes widened as she quickly placed the glass on a nearby table before punching whatever scared her in the face, shutting her eyes in fear.

"Ow!" A nasally voice came from the wounded "monster".

Lily opened her eyes, one at a time, reveling in the sight that was Kise Ryouta.

She narrowed her eyes at him.

"Ryo-nii, stop scaring me!"

"Yes, yes, I've learned my lesson now. My nose hurts. What did-"

Kise stared at the glass, dumbfounded, before turning his eyes away after a few seconds for some reason.

Lily blinked.

"It's lemonade. Want it?"

She held the glass to him proudly as a smile formed.

"I made it!"

Sparkles surrounded Kise as he took the glass, holding it like a porcelain doll, before holding it up to the sky like in the beginning of the Lion King.

The pee-colored lemonade sloshed around in the glass.

Taking zero notice of its color, Kise downed the glass in one gulp.

And then crumbled.

His face had magically aged 80 years, scrunching up to the point where it wasn't even recognizable anymore.

"... Ryo-nii? There are a lot of lines in your face..."

"... What did you put in this?"

"18 lemons."

Lily smiled innocently as Kise stared at her in disbelief.

"Mido-nii said I did it wrong, but to give it to you because you like sour stuff."

"Midorimacchi told you to do this?"

Tears started pouring down Kise's face, though with his now-94 year old face, he looked akin to a Pug crying.

"I don't like sour stuff!"

Lily looked at him in surprise.

"You don't?"

"No! Not at all!"

Lily panicked.

"Oh, um, I'm sorry! I'll get something sweet!"

She ran off.

"MURA-NIIIII-"

Kise watched her run off.

"Midorimacchi is so mean..."

He took a look at the glass and winced.

The glowing pee was mostly gone, though there was a tiny bit left.

He went to the kitchen and poured it out, turning to see the culprit of his misery.

"Midorimacchi~" He sulked, stomping over to the green-haired man.

Midorima took one glance at him.

"I didn't know Kise's grandpa looked exactly like Kise, just with wrinkles."

Of course that was the first thing he said.

"Midorimacchi! It's all your fault! I asked Lily and she told me and now I won't be a model anymore! I look 80!"

"What a coincidence. You act like you're five."

Kise humphed.

"At least that means Lily likes me because I'm around her age."

Midorima turned to glare at Kise sharply-

"Time out! You two look angry at each other!"

Both groaned, but Lily was determined.

"It worked last time, so it's gotta work now! 5 minutes in the corner! Just five minutes, guys."

Lily placed a stick of pocky in Kise's hands.

"And eat this while you're waiting, okay?"

Both men stood in the corner, the sound of Kise munching on pocky the only sound.

After five minutes, Lily smiled at them.

"We're done! You feel calmer?"

Midorima stared at Kise.

"Well, Geminis are unluckiest today anyway. It's fine to give him one."

Kise made no response, silently chewing.

A few seconds passed.

Silence.

"... Are you going to chew that forever-"

Kise spat the pocky in Midorima's face.

Pocky crumbs were all over Midorima and in his hair.

Midorima stared at Kise in shock as Kise grinned.

"Now we're even! I forgive you now."

Midorima sputtered, going over to the sink to wash himself.

"I never apologized, idiot."

At once, Kise began crying.

"That's so mean..."

Kise walked up to Midorima and hugged him.

"But you never hurt me and really mean it, so I know you like me~"

Midorima spritzed water in Kise's face.

"Get off me, Kise. I'm not Kuroko."

Kise took the water in stride.

"Lily, hug him too! He really likes hugs, he just doesn't like saying it!"

"Really? Okay!"

Lily bounded up to the two.

"I'll hug you as hard as I can, 'kay, Mido-nii?"

Lily hugged Midorima's waist, effectively trapping the poor soul and rendering him immobile.

"I repeat. Get. Off. Me. Kise."

Lily looked up at Midorima.

"What about me?"

"You stop too."

"Okay!"

Lily let go of Midorima.

Kise stared at Midorima, determined.

"You can get Lily off by just telling her to, but I won't get off so easily!"

Midorima spritzed the still-running water in Kise's face again.

"Water won't work! I'm "dripping" with good looks!"

"Dripping?"

Kise let go of Midorima to explain his pun to Lily.

"Because water drips!"

Seeing his chance, Midorima *dashed like a madman away from Kise and Lily.

Kise's head whipped in Midorima's direction.

"Noo! Midorimacchi..."

Kise paused.

"Now that I think of it, why were you two making lemonade?"

"Mido-nii needed money for a lucky something."

A sly grin made its way to Kise's face.

"So he doesn't have it?"

"Mmhm."

"Let's watch TV until Midorima comes back, then!"


15 minutes later, Midorima had returned, soaking wet and sneezing.

It was raining now.

Lily noticed him first.

"Are you okay? You ran away!"

"Fine. Just need to shower."

"It's raining, so we can't have a lemonade stand either..."

"That's fine. If I lock myself up in my room, I should be fine."

"What are you going to do in there?"

"It's fine."

"Won't you be bored?"

"It's fine."

"Wanna watch some TV with us?"

"It's fine."

Looks like Midorima wasn't listening to Lily.

Kise decided to play around with this.

"Can me and Lily make the lemonade?"

"It's fine."

"Yay! Lily, let's go!"

Midorima realized what he had said and whipped his head to Kise.

"We don't need more lemonade."

Lily smiled brightly at him.

"That's fine! We'll just make some for you guys!"

Midorima felt a sudden sleepiness.

"Do what you like."

He sauntered off to his room.

"Okay, first we need some glasses!"

Kise looked around excitedly.

"I got Mido-nii's!"

Lily handed Midorima's glasses to Kise.

Kise stared at her with dot eyes.

"I was talking about cups..."

"... Oh."

Lily pointed a finger at some cups in the cabinets.

"There!"

The blonde duo marched over to the cups and got eight.

"This is for all of us, okay?"

"'Kay!"

Kise grabbed a lemon, knife in his other hand.

He placed the lemon down to hand a kiddie knife to Lily, who had already grabbed a lemon.

"We're going to need 24 cut, so you do 12, I do 12!"

"Okay!"

The two began cutting away.


Murasakibara wandered in while Kise was on his 5th lemon and Lily her 3rd.

"What are you guys doing?"

"Lemonade!"

"Can I make mine?"

Kise passed one of the cups to Murasakibara, along with a lemon from his stack and two from Lily's.

"This is the only knife, so I'll finish this lemon and then give the knife to you, okay?"

"Okay."

A few seconds passed.

Murasakibara looked around, yawning.

A few more seconds passed.

He spotted a packet of sugar.

Tearing it open slowly, he poured all of it inside his mouth.

There was an utter silence as Kise and Lily moved on to their next lemons.

Sparkles filled the air seconds later.

Abandoning his duty as lemonade-maker, Murasakibara went on the hunt to find all the sugar packets mankind knew of.

Also known as all the packets in the kitchen.


When Kise had finished, he looked around.

"Murasaki...?"

His voice faltered before his gaze landed on a specific purple-haired player hoarding all the sugar.

"MURASAKIBARACCHI! THAT'S TOO MUCH SUGAR!"

Kise tried to grab some sugar.

Keyword: tried.

Murasakibara swatted away Kise's hand, aura automatically changing as his arms protectively hugged the sugar packets.

"Get any closer and I crush you."

Lily glanced over curiously, eyes immediately landing on the sugar packets.

"Pink Panther! It's Pink Panther!"

She started singing the melody happily.

"Du-dun, du-dun, du-dun du-dun du-dun du-dun du-duuuuun, dunununun..."

Kise glanced at the packets.

"Pink... Panther?"

"Dununun nunun nunun nun nun nun nunununun!"

"Lily, what's Pink Panther?"

"A TV show!"

Lily picked up a packet, sparkles everywhere.

"They make these in America, too!"

Lily turned to Murasakibara.

"Can I have one?"

Murasakibara stared at Lily.

15 seconds passed.

Lily stared at Murasakibara innocently.

"Mura... nii?"

"... One. Only one. No more."

Reluctantly, Murasakibara handed a sugar packet to Lily.

"'Kay!"

Lily would have started opening the packet, but everybody's attention was alerted by creaking at the kitchen entrance.

Akashi stared at the scenario before him.

Lemons that he would not bother to count, God knows how many sugar packets Murasakibara was holding and was surrounded by, and knives.

Knives.

Within reach of a five year old.

Akashi placed a hand to his forehead before pinching himself.

Wincing, he turned the other direction and silently went out.

"... Is Akashi-nii okay? He looked hurt."

"... Maybe he wanted to make lemonade with us?" Kise suggested.

Lily thought about it for a moment.

"Maybe!"

She projected her voice to the entrance.

"Akashi-nii, you can make lemonade with us!"

When she got no response, Lily ran out the kitchen.

"Akashi-nii, can you heeeeear meeeee?"


The two basketball players were left with the sugar situation at hand.

Kise looked around and was dignified with the sight of Murasakibara pouring sugar into his cup.

Though somewhat hesitant, he looked beside Murasakibara, curious about how many sugar packets had been poured in.

Kise was again dignified by the sight of 20-something packets.

Needless to say, it was too much, if the lemonade quickly turning white and the pile growing every second was of any indication.

"Murasakibaracchi, it's lemonade, not sugarade!"

Kise started squeezing lemons into the glass to try and balance out the lemonade.

Murasakibara went through the packets even faster.

It became a competition, lemon versus sugar.

Sadly for the poor souls, they didn't notice the glass's capacity was quickly being reached.

So they were surprised when it tipped and poured itself all over them.


*Rainbow Dashed. :D

A/N: Hello again! I decided that this would be a two-part, given that it actually could kinda lead to the ending anyway. The next update will be on October 28. I promise! :) After all, I said I'd finish this on the same day I started it.

As for the school thing, I found out I have the SHSAT on Saturday.

Go figure. XD

Wish me luck!