38. Christmas Craziness: Fruitcake?
Kuroyanagi sighed as he knocked on the door leading to Meister's room. Apparently, the Pantasia General Manager had been, ahem, tormented by his own sister and Mizuno by the use of feminine clothing and makeup. Even worse, he was later shot by Monica with lots of candy.
Kuroyanagi had to do this, anyway. It said on his Secret Santa challenge that he should cheer up those that are feeling under the weather. Meister was no exception.
He knocked on the door. "Meister?"
"Come in." Meister's voice, muffled slightly due to the door being closed, sounded really, really dissapointed.
Kuroyanagi opened the door and went into the room, silently shutting it behind him. He then turned, and stared at the Meister, unsure of what to do. The Pantasia General Manager had his mask back on (after washing off all that terrible makeup) and was currently trying to get his hair back to his normal state. He hadn't changed out of the girly, colour-clashing clothes, though.
Meister turned. "Kuroyanagi, if you have something important to say, I think you should staring at me and tell me what it is." He spoke quietly.
"Umm..." Kuroyanagi extended something to Meister. "I heard you didn't exactly have a, um, good day, so I thought I'd bake something for you."
Meister looked at the item. "Fruitcake? Whatever happened to cookies?" He questioned.
Kuroyanagi snorted. "Cookies are overrated. Before you ask, I already sliced it, I just wrapped it in plastic wrap so I wouldn't drop any of the pieces. Want some?"
Meister shrugged. "Sure. I haven't really eaten anything in the past couple hours."
"And why not?" Kuroyanagi asked, giving the Meister his own version of the death glare.
"Because I wasn't hungry?" Meister ended, dreading the long version of Kuroyan-lecture (this happened to him the first day Kuroyanagi became an executive of Pantasia, and it was approximately ten minutes long).
Kuroyanagi face-palmed himself. "You need to eat. Otherwise you're going to get sick!"
"Well, I didn't have any time to even be hungry because I was running away from my sister and Mizuno and their feminine apparel, then I had to run from Monica because she was shooting candy at me!" Meister exclaimed, cutting off the executive of Pantasia as he blushed from embarassment underneath his mask. "Um, anyway...Could you help me get changed first? I hate to admit it, but it's actually really hard to get the bloody skirt off, it's too tight..."
Oh great. Kuroyanagi knew that things were going to go downhill from here.
Tsukino, Monica and Sophie were walking down the hall when they heard noises from Meister's room.
"Relax, will you!?" Kuroyanagi's voice sounded. "We got the skirt off, you just need to-"
BANG! "Crap!" That was Meister shouting. "Ow...that hurt..."
"Are you alright!?"
"I'm fine, but please get off me!"
"I can't, my leg is tangled with yours-"
Sophie opened the door to reveal Kuroyanagi. On top of Meister. Both on the floor. And note that Meister was shirtless and in nothing but his boxers. His mask covered his face from view, obviously, but he looked really embarassed.
"What were you two doing?" Tsukino asked, a little mortified by the scene.
Kuroyanagi's face went red with embarassment. "This is not what it looks like!" He shouted, a panicked expression on his face.
Sophie crossed her arms. "Really?" She spoke, giving a smirk that mirrored her brother's own. "I didn't know you swung that way, brother."
"Sophie!" Meister looked even more embarassed now as he Kuroyanagi helped him up. "I do not-I-I-" He looked away, shaking his head a bit. "Please shut up..."
Monica got out her marshmallow gun. And pointed it at Kuroyanagi. The Pantasia executive let out a scream of horror before trying to use Meister as a shield. He failed (because Meister already got out of the way), and the result...
He got hit between the legs. Not. Good. At all.
Matsushiro and the rest of the yakuza paused in their rehearsal of 'Silent Night' when they heard a high pitched scream. Matsushiro shrugged, and they continued the rehearsal of their tone-deaf choir.
Kanmuri was about to kiss Mizuno when he heard the high pitched scream.
"What was that!?" Mizuno exclaimed.
Kanmuri paled a bit. "I don't think either of us wants to find out." He spoke slowly, before kissing Mizuno on the forehead and running off.
"That didn't count!"
"They never specified on the challenge if I had to kiss you on the lips or not so there!" Kanmuri screamed back, continuing to flee.
Kai and Kawachi paused in their katana-fighting practice when they heard the scream.
"What was-" Kawachi started, but Kai merely pointed his katana at the other's throat.
"Less talk. More practice." Kai growled, and the practice continued, consisting of Kawachi screaming and running for his life while the samurai chased him about.