"All that's left is a bottle of Freude, and they haven't made that since that 'disease' made headlines a few months ago," Neu sighed.

Aya's head snapped up. "What?!"

The girl froze. "Um..."

"Repeat that."

"I SAID that there hasn't been any Freude made in months because it was linked to that 'disease'."

Abyssinian's eyes widened.

Brad stared at him as if he'd finally lost it.

"Ken... He was dating that girl... The one who was hooked on the stuff... Stupid bitch... Ken's mine..." He drifted off into meaningless babble.

"So," Brad interjected, "He'd have some of the stuff?"

"Only one way to find out..."

"I hate that woman... She doesn't deserve Ken... I hope her plane..."

*sigh* "HEY, GUYS!"

"Huh?"

"Obnoxious, overbearing... What?"

They stared as Brad jumped onto the hood of a nearby car, struck a pose, and shouted, "TO KEN'S!"

Neu gave an annoyed sigh. "Here we go again..."

Aya was thrilled at the prospect of getting to invade Ken's room and be able to blame it on a game so he wouldn't get his ass kicked. "YAY!"

They hurried off into the night.

~

"Hmmm... He said he wanted... Uh-oh... What was it again? I don't remember... Something about kitties... Kitty feet? Kitty treats? Kitty... pleats? I don't know! Ooh, he's gonna be mad at me... Maybe if I ask that nice man over there wearing the ski mask... Wait, he looks like he has his hands full with that TV set... What am I going to do?"

Several blocks away...

"Why did we get stuck with Tot?"

"'Cos that's how Birman pulled the names."

*sigh*

"Omi?"

"Huh?"

"This sucks."

"Tell me about it."

"We're gonna get stuck playing the rest of their games."

"Looks like."

"Omi?"

"Wha."

Cerulean eyes widened in shock as the smaller boy drew him in for a kiss.

"Mmph. Nagi. mmm. what if. ah. someone sees us?"

The telekinetic pulled back, arching an eyebrow in disdain, his honey-brown eyes dark with longing.

"So what. Let 'em."

"What if Tot comes back?"

Nagi nearly choked in an attempt to keep from laughing. "Comes back? Omi, she has the I.Q. of a burrito. She's not coming back."

However, Omi was still skeptical. "But what if she. Oh god, Nagi!"

"Hm?" The slender fingers trailing lazy patterns along Omi's inner thigh stopped as Nagi waited to hear what the blonde had to say. Omi's eyes were closed, his lips slightly parted, breath coming in short ragged gasps, fingers tangled in Nagi's brown hair.

"D-don't st. Nagi!"

"Well, if that's what you really want." He started to back away from him, but Omi was still clinging to his hair like a lifeline. "Um. let go?"

Blue eyes looked almost hurt. "What'd I do?"

"You said 'don't'."

"No I didn't."

"Oh? In that case." The telekinetic reached up and began playing with the loose ends of Omi's sheet. "Awfully nice of them to make this a toga party."

"Huh? Why? I thought the idea was stupid."

"It is. but."

"But what?"

"Lemme finish! You, me, we both have blankets. and not much else. we're alone. .and we've been interrupted every other time." Nagi unfastened the cloth tied at Omi's shoulder, taking the ends in his hands and drawing him closer. "Why don't we finish what we started?"

A bright smile and a long, passionate kiss was his reply.

~

"Where'd he go? I got what he asked for, but I can't find him!" Ken was beginning to get annoyed with the telepath. He'd been wandering around for the past fifteen minutes trying to find at least one member of his group, but with no success.

//When I find him, he's gonna get it. He should've at least said where he'd be, but n~o. Mr. High-and-Mighty-look-at-me-I'm-cool decides to split!//

Ken sighed and ran down the next street hoping to run into Schuldig at some point in time.

~

"Why did I get stuck with him? It isn't fair! Why couldn't it have been that idiot Tarzan. or the psychotic redhead. or even the sex-crazed blonde? Why did it have to be the klutz? Ok. I got what he wanted. now where did he run off to?" Schoen had returned to the spot where they'd separated, only to find that there was no one there. "This is getting annoying."

//If I end up playing any more stupid games because of them.//

She turned the corner and started down the street.

*crash*

"ITAI!"

"You IDIOT! You stupid clumsy IDIOT!"

"Hey! YOU'RE the one who ran into ME!"

"Don't flatter yourself! If I ran into you, it would have been with a sharp object in my hands!

*grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr* "Um. have you seen Schuldig?"

"No. I'm guessing that you haven't either?"

"Nope."

"This is just GREAT! He sends us off, then he LEAVES! And now I'm STUCK WITH YOU!"

"Shut up already. Things could be worse. We could be with Farfarello."

".. True."

Ken picked himself up and held out a hand toward Schoen. "Truce? At least until we find him?"

She sighed and accepted the outstretched hand. "Truce. for now."

The two of them started off to find the missing telepath.

~

Schuldig rolled his eyes. He'd been standing in the same area for nearly a half hour. So far, there was no sign of Ken or Schoen. //Did they get lost? Probably. stupid idiots. I suppose I should go find them.//

/Alright morons. where'd you run off to?/

~

They stopped when they heard him.

"What do you mean 'Where'd we run off to'?! We've been looking for YOU!"

/I'm right where I was before and you don't have to talk. I can read your thoughts, you know./

Schoen continued on as if she hadn't heard a word he'd said. "Where the hell are you?"

/Standing outside Siberian's apartment building. you know. the same spot where we split up.//

"So then I."

/Went the wrong way. Hurry up and get back here so we can finish this. I do NOT want to play any more of their sadistic 'party games'. We've only got an hour and fifteen minutes left, kiddies./

Ken grabbed Schoen's wrist and raced off in the direction of the apartments.

A few streets later.

"It's about time!" Schu snapped. "I was almost beginning to wonder if I should go after you."

"Excuse me. LET ME GO! We found him so the truce is off."

The brunette mumbled something under his breath.

"What?!"

"Nothing. Let's just get this over with."

"Knock it off," Schu hissed. "We've got company."

~

"Oh for the love of. I don't care if you have to break into a department store! PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!" Hell was beginning to hate her group.

"He doesn't have to. Nudity hurts God."

"Shut up! I'm tired of hearing that! God this! God that! It that all you care about?!"

"Yes."

"Why me. This can't possibly get any worse."

"Um, Farf, Hell? . My string broke."

"TAKE THAT, GOD!"

~