Okay, a little warning....nekkid fun ahead!
Part Four: Tying the Knot! Keiichi's Forgotten Lines!
Kamui woke up to his alarm clock blaring the sounds of the song "Cube" by Gackt (One of Nekoi and Karen's favorite musicians, even though he had Karen going, "All the good ones are gay or taken." Then again, come to think of it, she said the same thing about Aoki sometimes too), and Kamui streched and smiled, as sunshine poured into his window. He looked outside, and saw no Fuumas or Keiichi's, or any other type of vouyers. He shuddered slightly as he remembered that scary encounter wth Satsuki and her 'friend,' Beast.....well, there would be no final battles today.
Kamui got up, and got dressed. As he reached for the tie, he heard the door open, and he cringed.
"Really, Subaru, I can-"
"Oh no, let me," he purred. Kamui wanted to sweatdrop, he really thought he could feel the giant teardrop on the side of his face, he was so embarrased. And in pain. Subaru was so close, and Kamui couldn't back away, because Subaru was stepping on his foot. Again. And one false move, and Kamui would be on the bottom, a place where he most definetly did not want to be, all things considered. It hapened once, but it would not happen today. Not after he learned the definition of the word, 'uke'.
"Su-subaru," Kamui whimpered. "Please Subaru, don't-"
Subaru fnished tying the tie, and slid his arm around Kamui's tiny waist. He traced the curve of Kamui's back, and smiled.
"Wh-what?" asked Kamui.
"Oh, Aoki-san wanted me to check you out for scoliosis. But since you won't take off your clothes and bend over for me-"
"Ack!" yelled Kamui. He jumped back away from Subaru, into the wall. "Ow, that hurt. Dammit, Subaru! What is it with everyone wanting to see me squirm?"
"Because you look so cute when you squirm. Oh Kamui, Please! Give into your desires for me! Oh, just let me touch that silky har, those pouty lips like mine own, so that I may-"
"Subaru! Snap the hell out of it!" Said Kamui. He delivered a hard slap to the onmyoujii's face.
Subaru shook his head. "Thanks Kamui, I needed that."
Kamui nodded. "Well, that's what your sister should have done instead of jumping in front of Seishiro's fist like that."
Subaru was about to go into angsty hysterics. "Oh, that's right. I'm meeting Seishiro for tea and cookies at the Rainbow Bridge today. Why don't you join us after you get out of classes?"
Kamui smiled hesitantly. "No, that's quite all right. You might get out of character, and I don't want to interrupt you out of character moments."
Subaru would have smiled, if he could. "Thanks. Well, have fun at school."
"Okay," replied Kamui. He then headed out the door.
And walking down the street, he ran into a girl with blond wavy hair, and pretty eyes.
Well, not that he noticed her much. He slammed right into her.....
Keiichi had spent most of the morning in preperation to meet his beloved Kamui. He made sure his shirt and necktie were on straight, and that his socks were just right....Not a single hair was out of place. He looked at himself in the mirror.
"I feel pretty, oh so pretty! I am pretty and witty and....and.....," Keiichi frowned. "What comes next?"
No one answered him. He poked his head out the window. "Hey, Yuuto!"
Yuuto looked at Keiichi in surprise. "How did you know-"
"Did you think I would be stupid enough to think that Fuuma wouldn't have a spy on all of Kamui's possible suitors?"
Yuuto looked at him, and thought. He was standing on top of a electric pole, because he thought it looked cool. His bondage girl friends were scaring away most of the policeman and passerbys who tried to get him to come down.
Yuuto continued to think, and time continued to pass.
"Look, I havn't got all day," said Keiichi. "I need some help with this song lyric."
"Okay," said Yuuto. "I love that kind of game! Even more fun than sex! Shoot!"
Keiichi frowned, then figured Yuuto only said that because he was straight. "Okay, here we go," he sad, and began to sing, "I feel pretty, oh so pretty! I feel pretty and witty and-," Keiichi stopped singing. "That's where I forget."
"Gay," said Yuuto, flatly. "The next and last word is 'gay.' Gay gay gay GAY GAY!" Yuuto seemed utterly annoyed.
"ARE THERE NO STRAGHT PEOPLE IN THIS DAMNED NEIGHBORHOOD????" yelled Yuuto. Keichi shrugged, and shut the window, and set about to applying eyeliner, a must-have for every effeminite/gay CLAMP male (come to think of it, aren't most fem boys in the CLAMP universe at least thought to be gay by most fans?), and started to sing, as Yuuto's screams of rage were muffled by the windows.
".....I feel pretty, and witty and gay!"
Kamui stared into the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. He was on top of her, lying in a very suggestive position (had Sorata seen, there would be pictures and nosebleeds everywhere by the time the clock struck the next half hour mark), and his look of shock soon turned into a smile.
"Kotori!" He cried. The blond girl smiled, but remained silent. He helped her to the ground, and flung his arms around her. It was a hapy moment for both of them.
Until Kamui stopped, and realized that Kotori, his dead would-be girlfriend, was alive.
And had strong arms.
And was taller than *he* was. Well, not that that was unusual, someone being taller than he was, but Kotori had been a petite and fragile girl.....
And now had no chest....?
And...oh God no....
Kamui felt something under this 'Kotori's' dress that made him fairly certan that this was *not* Kotori.......
'Okay, mental sheck. Step away from Koto-err, the 'girl,' he thought. He stepped away, and looked at the Kotori-wannabe.
'Okay...long wavy hair....nice legs....pretty eyes....I'd say that if the frame wasn't so damned masuline, okay, well, if the shoulders didn't give it away,' he thought. 'The shoulders are square, not Kotori's round shoulders. And her chest *is* flat, yet....the likeness is unbelevable....'
"Is something wrong, Kamui?" asked the girl. 'She' stepped closer, and wrapped her strong arms around Kamui, and he blanched.
"K-Keiichi?" he managed to squeak.
"Ohh, you guessed!" he said.
"Oh God oh God O GOD O GOD!!!!" he cried, jumping back. "Why, in the name of all things that are sacred and good, are you dressed like Kotori?"
"Well...I wanted you to feel more comfortable around me," he said, smiling.
Kamui gave him a look. "Oh, this is so definetly *not* the way to go about doing it Keiichi!"
Keiichi looked like he was about to cry. Kamui felt a little pity for the guy, and hugged his friend/suitor. "Look, Keiichi....you are a nice guy and all, and I'm sorry that I yelled, but you just aren't my type."
Keiichi sniffled. Kamui sighed.
"Okay, okay...hey, cheer up. Let's walk to school together, ok? We might as well. I mean, I don't like you in a romantic sense, but you *are* a nice guy. We can be friends, right?" Kamui tried, smiling.
'Oh! My heart be still, that's a smile all for me! Oh, perhaps there is hope yet!' thought Keiichi. They walked together towards CLAMP Campus.
Above, in the sky, was a very naked Fuuma. On top of Fuuma, was Seishiro, who straddled his friend and superior, who was obviously getting a ride somewhere. Seishiro, was, of course, fully clothed.
"Well, my friend," said Seishiro, "That was quite interesting. Does it happen often?"
Fuuma smiled. "You'd be surprised."
"I'm sure."
Fuuma floated away from Kamui and his drag queen friend, towards the Rainbow Bridge. "Well...you have fun. And don't let your little onmyouji get too jealous over the ride on a naked Fuuma. I promised Nekoi she could have a turn tomorrow, so you are out of luck."
Seishiro stood on Fuuma's stomach, and shrugged. "I really don't see myself needing a ride tomorrow, but I'l keep it in mind."
"Ok. See ya."
"Or not," replied Seishiro.
Fuuma gave him a look. "You mean today is the day? I thought I could deal without the wishes today."
"Hey, all I want is you to grant me the wish. I just want Subaru to touch my heart."
"Sure thing," said Fuuma. Posing like a naked Superman, he flew away.
Next Time: Part Five: The Truth About The Rainbow Bridge Incident.
Along with a little author-chacter interaction. Oh the joys. ^_^
Kamui: That means I can kill you, right?
Author: Uh, er, NO.
Kamui: Darn it all! *pouts*
Please review? 'll love you! You can have Kamui! Or Subaru.
Subaru: NoooooOOOOoOOOOoOoOOOOOOoooOOOOOoo!
Kamui: *growls*
Author: Mmmm.....yummy growling Kamui's! Oh, BTW, a poll-SHOULD I make the an R rated fic for language?
Kamui: I think this should be rated-
Fuuma: X?
Seishirou: Sexy?
Karen: Xy?
Author: *kills all characters for thier HORRIBLE puns* Stay tuned folks! it only get....umm....X-ier? ^_^;;;;;;;
Part Four: Tying the Knot! Keiichi's Forgotten Lines!
Kamui woke up to his alarm clock blaring the sounds of the song "Cube" by Gackt (One of Nekoi and Karen's favorite musicians, even though he had Karen going, "All the good ones are gay or taken." Then again, come to think of it, she said the same thing about Aoki sometimes too), and Kamui streched and smiled, as sunshine poured into his window. He looked outside, and saw no Fuumas or Keiichi's, or any other type of vouyers. He shuddered slightly as he remembered that scary encounter wth Satsuki and her 'friend,' Beast.....well, there would be no final battles today.
Kamui got up, and got dressed. As he reached for the tie, he heard the door open, and he cringed.
"Really, Subaru, I can-"
"Oh no, let me," he purred. Kamui wanted to sweatdrop, he really thought he could feel the giant teardrop on the side of his face, he was so embarrased. And in pain. Subaru was so close, and Kamui couldn't back away, because Subaru was stepping on his foot. Again. And one false move, and Kamui would be on the bottom, a place where he most definetly did not want to be, all things considered. It hapened once, but it would not happen today. Not after he learned the definition of the word, 'uke'.
"Su-subaru," Kamui whimpered. "Please Subaru, don't-"
Subaru fnished tying the tie, and slid his arm around Kamui's tiny waist. He traced the curve of Kamui's back, and smiled.
"Wh-what?" asked Kamui.
"Oh, Aoki-san wanted me to check you out for scoliosis. But since you won't take off your clothes and bend over for me-"
"Ack!" yelled Kamui. He jumped back away from Subaru, into the wall. "Ow, that hurt. Dammit, Subaru! What is it with everyone wanting to see me squirm?"
"Because you look so cute when you squirm. Oh Kamui, Please! Give into your desires for me! Oh, just let me touch that silky har, those pouty lips like mine own, so that I may-"
"Subaru! Snap the hell out of it!" Said Kamui. He delivered a hard slap to the onmyoujii's face.
Subaru shook his head. "Thanks Kamui, I needed that."
Kamui nodded. "Well, that's what your sister should have done instead of jumping in front of Seishiro's fist like that."
Subaru was about to go into angsty hysterics. "Oh, that's right. I'm meeting Seishiro for tea and cookies at the Rainbow Bridge today. Why don't you join us after you get out of classes?"
Kamui smiled hesitantly. "No, that's quite all right. You might get out of character, and I don't want to interrupt you out of character moments."
Subaru would have smiled, if he could. "Thanks. Well, have fun at school."
"Okay," replied Kamui. He then headed out the door.
And walking down the street, he ran into a girl with blond wavy hair, and pretty eyes.
Well, not that he noticed her much. He slammed right into her.....
Keiichi had spent most of the morning in preperation to meet his beloved Kamui. He made sure his shirt and necktie were on straight, and that his socks were just right....Not a single hair was out of place. He looked at himself in the mirror.
"I feel pretty, oh so pretty! I am pretty and witty and....and.....," Keiichi frowned. "What comes next?"
No one answered him. He poked his head out the window. "Hey, Yuuto!"
Yuuto looked at Keiichi in surprise. "How did you know-"
"Did you think I would be stupid enough to think that Fuuma wouldn't have a spy on all of Kamui's possible suitors?"
Yuuto looked at him, and thought. He was standing on top of a electric pole, because he thought it looked cool. His bondage girl friends were scaring away most of the policeman and passerbys who tried to get him to come down.
Yuuto continued to think, and time continued to pass.
"Look, I havn't got all day," said Keiichi. "I need some help with this song lyric."
"Okay," said Yuuto. "I love that kind of game! Even more fun than sex! Shoot!"
Keiichi frowned, then figured Yuuto only said that because he was straight. "Okay, here we go," he sad, and began to sing, "I feel pretty, oh so pretty! I feel pretty and witty and-," Keiichi stopped singing. "That's where I forget."
"Gay," said Yuuto, flatly. "The next and last word is 'gay.' Gay gay gay GAY GAY!" Yuuto seemed utterly annoyed.
"ARE THERE NO STRAGHT PEOPLE IN THIS DAMNED NEIGHBORHOOD????" yelled Yuuto. Keichi shrugged, and shut the window, and set about to applying eyeliner, a must-have for every effeminite/gay CLAMP male (come to think of it, aren't most fem boys in the CLAMP universe at least thought to be gay by most fans?), and started to sing, as Yuuto's screams of rage were muffled by the windows.
".....I feel pretty, and witty and gay!"
Kamui stared into the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. He was on top of her, lying in a very suggestive position (had Sorata seen, there would be pictures and nosebleeds everywhere by the time the clock struck the next half hour mark), and his look of shock soon turned into a smile.
"Kotori!" He cried. The blond girl smiled, but remained silent. He helped her to the ground, and flung his arms around her. It was a hapy moment for both of them.
Until Kamui stopped, and realized that Kotori, his dead would-be girlfriend, was alive.
And had strong arms.
And was taller than *he* was. Well, not that that was unusual, someone being taller than he was, but Kotori had been a petite and fragile girl.....
And now had no chest....?
And...oh God no....
Kamui felt something under this 'Kotori's' dress that made him fairly certan that this was *not* Kotori.......
'Okay, mental sheck. Step away from Koto-err, the 'girl,' he thought. He stepped away, and looked at the Kotori-wannabe.
'Okay...long wavy hair....nice legs....pretty eyes....I'd say that if the frame wasn't so damned masuline, okay, well, if the shoulders didn't give it away,' he thought. 'The shoulders are square, not Kotori's round shoulders. And her chest *is* flat, yet....the likeness is unbelevable....'
"Is something wrong, Kamui?" asked the girl. 'She' stepped closer, and wrapped her strong arms around Kamui, and he blanched.
"K-Keiichi?" he managed to squeak.
"Ohh, you guessed!" he said.
"Oh God oh God O GOD O GOD!!!!" he cried, jumping back. "Why, in the name of all things that are sacred and good, are you dressed like Kotori?"
"Well...I wanted you to feel more comfortable around me," he said, smiling.
Kamui gave him a look. "Oh, this is so definetly *not* the way to go about doing it Keiichi!"
Keiichi looked like he was about to cry. Kamui felt a little pity for the guy, and hugged his friend/suitor. "Look, Keiichi....you are a nice guy and all, and I'm sorry that I yelled, but you just aren't my type."
Keiichi sniffled. Kamui sighed.
"Okay, okay...hey, cheer up. Let's walk to school together, ok? We might as well. I mean, I don't like you in a romantic sense, but you *are* a nice guy. We can be friends, right?" Kamui tried, smiling.
'Oh! My heart be still, that's a smile all for me! Oh, perhaps there is hope yet!' thought Keiichi. They walked together towards CLAMP Campus.
Above, in the sky, was a very naked Fuuma. On top of Fuuma, was Seishiro, who straddled his friend and superior, who was obviously getting a ride somewhere. Seishiro, was, of course, fully clothed.
"Well, my friend," said Seishiro, "That was quite interesting. Does it happen often?"
Fuuma smiled. "You'd be surprised."
"I'm sure."
Fuuma floated away from Kamui and his drag queen friend, towards the Rainbow Bridge. "Well...you have fun. And don't let your little onmyouji get too jealous over the ride on a naked Fuuma. I promised Nekoi she could have a turn tomorrow, so you are out of luck."
Seishiro stood on Fuuma's stomach, and shrugged. "I really don't see myself needing a ride tomorrow, but I'l keep it in mind."
"Ok. See ya."
"Or not," replied Seishiro.
Fuuma gave him a look. "You mean today is the day? I thought I could deal without the wishes today."
"Hey, all I want is you to grant me the wish. I just want Subaru to touch my heart."
"Sure thing," said Fuuma. Posing like a naked Superman, he flew away.
Next Time: Part Five: The Truth About The Rainbow Bridge Incident.
Along with a little author-chacter interaction. Oh the joys. ^_^
Kamui: That means I can kill you, right?
Author: Uh, er, NO.
Kamui: Darn it all! *pouts*
Please review? 'll love you! You can have Kamui! Or Subaru.
Subaru: NoooooOOOOoOOOOoOoOOOOOOoooOOOOOoo!
Kamui: *growls*
Author: Mmmm.....yummy growling Kamui's! Oh, BTW, a poll-SHOULD I make the an R rated fic for language?
Kamui: I think this should be rated-
Fuuma: X?
Seishirou: Sexy?
Karen: Xy?
Author: *kills all characters for thier HORRIBLE puns* Stay tuned folks! it only get....umm....X-ier? ^_^;;;;;;;