"Hold it right there!" Crawford shouted. "We'll be taking that bottle."
"Get your own! This one's ours!" Schuldig shot back.
The other four watched as their "leaders" began a screaming match over who had the rights to Ken's bottle of Freude.
"I don't see your name on it!"
"Fine! Anybody got a pen?"
*grrrrrrrrrrrrrr* "GIMME THAT!"
"AIEEEEEEEEEE! GET OFF ME!"
"NO! OW! WATCH THE GLASSES!"
"HEY! THAT'S MY HAIR!"
Neither one noticed when the bottle Schu had been holding fell to the ground and rolled to a stop at Ken's feet.
"Hey, what's this doing here? I guess Schuldig must've dropped it. Oh well. You're safe now, little bottle. I won't let those bad men take you away from me ever again." The brunette cradled the bottle of water in his arms like a child, cooing happily.
Crawford stopped trying to rip Schu's hair out long enough to shout orders to his comrades. "SOMEBODY GET THAT BOTTLE! OUR SANITY'S ON THE LINE!"
Aya smirked and walked toward Ken, his voice taking on an entirely different quality. "Ken-chan."
Brown eyes widened at the sound of his friend's voice. //K-Ken-CHAN?! Great... NOW he decides to start acting all sexy-like...//
"Ken-chan," he repeated, "can I borrow that for a moment? He's *gesturing toward Crawford* been making me run all over the place and I'm SO tired and SO thirsty... *pouts* Onegai, Ken-chan?"
//Oh. My. GOD! Why now?! Why does he have to be doing this NOW?! I know I shouldn't... but if I don't, then he might think I hate him... but if I DO, then Schuldig will be mad... It's only WATER... It can't hurt anything... right?// Ken bit his lip and handed the bottle to Aya, his hands shaking. //Wait! It's Freude! What if he gets sick? Oh SHIT!//
"Gomen, Aya-kun. I can't let you have this. It might make you sick." He snatched it back, hugging the bottle tightly to his chest.
The redhead put his head down, hands clasped behind his back, grinding the toe of his boot into the pavement. "Demo... Ken-chan..." His voice trembled as if he were on the verge of tears.
Crawford, Schuldig, Schöen and Neu stared. Aya was definitely not being himself... or maybe he finally was...
Ken sighed. "Fine... but just a little. Otherwise you might get sick." The bottle was handed over.
"NO! YOU IDIOT!" Schu and Schöen shrieked.
Violet eyes lit up as the container was entrusted to him. "Arigatou, Ken- chan." He flashed him a bright, genuine smile before pressing his mouth against Ken's in a soft, playful kiss.
"JA NE!" Aya bolted down the street, Crawford and Neu trailing behind.
"Um... why did you just hand over our ticket OUT OF THESE GAMES?!" Schu snarled, grabbing Ken by the shoulders and shaking him roughly.
"It's okay... really. I have more. I promise." The brunette was still in shock over Aya's little... display.
"Then go get it."
Ken trudged back to his apartment, fished around in a box labeled "Stuff I Plan On Getting Rid Of Someday", found the other bottle and an old Polaroid, and rejoined his group.
"See? I SAID I had more. Oh, I found an old Polaroid photo, too"
Schoen arched an eyebrow at the Freude. "Why exactly do you have this stuff in the first place?"
"A... memento from an old girlfriend."
"YOU had a GIRLFRIEND? Was she BLIND?"
"Shut up."
"Make me."
"Both of you shut up. This bickering is getting on my nerves."
"We lost didn't we?" Schoen asked.
"No. They may have gotten the Freude, but I got a few things off Crawford," Schu held up the pilfered items: Aya's credit card, Pocky, and a picture of a police officer. "This oughta teach 'em..."
"So..." Schoen sidled up to Ken. "What's the picture of?"
"N-nothing..."
"Lemme see! Why the HELL do you have a picture of Abyssinian?!"
"Schoen, leave Siberian alone." /So how DID you get that picture?/
/None of your business./
/Fine, fine... but I hope you don't mind him seeing it.../
/WHAT?!/
"Well, children, lets go. The night is still young and we have three things left to find!" The telepath trotted down the street, his "companions" chasing after him.
~
"Impressive. I didn't expect you of all people to be capable of manipulating someone's mind and heart like that."
"I didn't manipulate him."
"Did you see the look on his face when you kissed him?"
"SHUT UP!"
"For a moment, it seemed like he was going to have a heart attack!"
"I SAID SHUT UP, CRAWFORD!"
*sigh* "Men... can't live with 'em, and if you kill 'em, it's life."
"HEY! I RESENT THAT!" Crawford and Aya cried, rounding on Neu.
"Um... guys... *sifting through the box* We're missing some things..."
Crawford paused. "Oh? Like what?"
"Hmmm... Abyssinian's credit card..."
"WHAT?!?!"
"... the Pocky..."
"Nagi's going to kill me..."
"... and the ...picture... of ... NO! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA OF WHAT I WENT THROUGH TO GET THAT PICTURE?! AND NOW IT'S GONE!"
Aya moaned. "Schuldig. I bet he took them while the two of you were trying to rip each other apart..."
"WHY THAT DIRTY LITTLE... Aya, Asuka... this means war."
~
"Kitty poo? Kitty fur? Kitty litter? Kitty toys? Why didn't he write it down? Hey! Isn't that. Yup! I'll just ask him! NAGI!"
~
"Oh no. Tell me I'm hearing things. Tell me I'm going crazy. Tell me whatever you want. but please don't say that that... THING... found it's way back."
"Um, Nagi? The burrito's back."
"Quick! Play dead and maybe it'll go away."
The boys dropped to the ground and tried their best to remain motionless... but it had already seen them.
"NAGI! I don't remember what you wanted me to get. Nagi? Are you dead?"
"Yes, Tot. I'm dead."
"Ew... why are you dead with him? OH! I know! Hell says that when someone's dead you give them mouth to mouth and they come back to life!"
"NO! I'M NOT DEAD! SEE? I'M ALIVE!" He jumped up and nearly tripped over Omi in his haste to get away from Tot.
Omi wrinkled his nose in disgust. "I knew there was a reason I don't like burritos."
*sniffle* "I don't remember what it was you wanted, Nagi."
"How hard is it to remember cat food?"
"Kitty food?"
"YES! Kitty food. Kitties eat kitty food! I asked you to get kitty FOOD!"
"Oh. Okay!" The green-haired girl spun around and skipped away, singing off- key as she went. "Kitty food, kitty food, kitty kitty kitty food!"
Nagi buried his face in his hands. "I am really hating my life..."
~
"Um... I really don't want to hold this up all night... Something? Anything? String? Wire? A belt? Somebody? Please?"
Farfarello grinned. "Just take it off. That way, God will REALLY suffer."
"NO! ANYTHING BUT THAT!" Hell shrieked. "Here! You can have my hair ribbon! Keep it! I don't ever want it back!"
Yoji stared at her in shock. Was he hearing things? Did she really want him to keep his clothes ON? //Wow. This is a first. Usually they want me to take 'em OFF.//
"You're sure you don't want it back? Not even as a reminder of this 'wonderful' outing?"
"I would rather eat both the box and contents Farfarello brought."
One amber eye lit up. "Really?"
"Yes, really. Now hurry up and tie that thing so we can get out of here."
//I don't think she's a real female...// The thought flitted through the playboy's mind as he tied up his makeshift loincloth and the group continued on their way of not looking for anything written on the list.
After a while, Hell sighed. "Can we at least look at what's on the list?"
"Nope," Farf replied proudly.
"Why not?"
"I ate it."
"You... ate... the list?"
"Of course! Paper hurts God because it's made from trees, but not using it for its intended purpose hurts God even more."
Hell and Yoji exchanged worried glances.
"Why did we get stuck with him?"
"Because someone is out to get us. Probably Birman."
"LOOK! A PENNY! If you swallow them, it hurts God!"
"I can't believe we still have an hour left. I think I'm going to jump off a bridge... or hang myself with my wire..."
"No, let's just hang HIM."
"Now we're talkin'. So, are you SURE you don't want your ribbon back?"
~
"Get your own! This one's ours!" Schuldig shot back.
The other four watched as their "leaders" began a screaming match over who had the rights to Ken's bottle of Freude.
"I don't see your name on it!"
"Fine! Anybody got a pen?"
*grrrrrrrrrrrrrr* "GIMME THAT!"
"AIEEEEEEEEEE! GET OFF ME!"
"NO! OW! WATCH THE GLASSES!"
"HEY! THAT'S MY HAIR!"
Neither one noticed when the bottle Schu had been holding fell to the ground and rolled to a stop at Ken's feet.
"Hey, what's this doing here? I guess Schuldig must've dropped it. Oh well. You're safe now, little bottle. I won't let those bad men take you away from me ever again." The brunette cradled the bottle of water in his arms like a child, cooing happily.
Crawford stopped trying to rip Schu's hair out long enough to shout orders to his comrades. "SOMEBODY GET THAT BOTTLE! OUR SANITY'S ON THE LINE!"
Aya smirked and walked toward Ken, his voice taking on an entirely different quality. "Ken-chan."
Brown eyes widened at the sound of his friend's voice. //K-Ken-CHAN?! Great... NOW he decides to start acting all sexy-like...//
"Ken-chan," he repeated, "can I borrow that for a moment? He's *gesturing toward Crawford* been making me run all over the place and I'm SO tired and SO thirsty... *pouts* Onegai, Ken-chan?"
//Oh. My. GOD! Why now?! Why does he have to be doing this NOW?! I know I shouldn't... but if I don't, then he might think I hate him... but if I DO, then Schuldig will be mad... It's only WATER... It can't hurt anything... right?// Ken bit his lip and handed the bottle to Aya, his hands shaking. //Wait! It's Freude! What if he gets sick? Oh SHIT!//
"Gomen, Aya-kun. I can't let you have this. It might make you sick." He snatched it back, hugging the bottle tightly to his chest.
The redhead put his head down, hands clasped behind his back, grinding the toe of his boot into the pavement. "Demo... Ken-chan..." His voice trembled as if he were on the verge of tears.
Crawford, Schuldig, Schöen and Neu stared. Aya was definitely not being himself... or maybe he finally was...
Ken sighed. "Fine... but just a little. Otherwise you might get sick." The bottle was handed over.
"NO! YOU IDIOT!" Schu and Schöen shrieked.
Violet eyes lit up as the container was entrusted to him. "Arigatou, Ken- chan." He flashed him a bright, genuine smile before pressing his mouth against Ken's in a soft, playful kiss.
"JA NE!" Aya bolted down the street, Crawford and Neu trailing behind.
"Um... why did you just hand over our ticket OUT OF THESE GAMES?!" Schu snarled, grabbing Ken by the shoulders and shaking him roughly.
"It's okay... really. I have more. I promise." The brunette was still in shock over Aya's little... display.
"Then go get it."
Ken trudged back to his apartment, fished around in a box labeled "Stuff I Plan On Getting Rid Of Someday", found the other bottle and an old Polaroid, and rejoined his group.
"See? I SAID I had more. Oh, I found an old Polaroid photo, too"
Schoen arched an eyebrow at the Freude. "Why exactly do you have this stuff in the first place?"
"A... memento from an old girlfriend."
"YOU had a GIRLFRIEND? Was she BLIND?"
"Shut up."
"Make me."
"Both of you shut up. This bickering is getting on my nerves."
"We lost didn't we?" Schoen asked.
"No. They may have gotten the Freude, but I got a few things off Crawford," Schu held up the pilfered items: Aya's credit card, Pocky, and a picture of a police officer. "This oughta teach 'em..."
"So..." Schoen sidled up to Ken. "What's the picture of?"
"N-nothing..."
"Lemme see! Why the HELL do you have a picture of Abyssinian?!"
"Schoen, leave Siberian alone." /So how DID you get that picture?/
/None of your business./
/Fine, fine... but I hope you don't mind him seeing it.../
/WHAT?!/
"Well, children, lets go. The night is still young and we have three things left to find!" The telepath trotted down the street, his "companions" chasing after him.
~
"Impressive. I didn't expect you of all people to be capable of manipulating someone's mind and heart like that."
"I didn't manipulate him."
"Did you see the look on his face when you kissed him?"
"SHUT UP!"
"For a moment, it seemed like he was going to have a heart attack!"
"I SAID SHUT UP, CRAWFORD!"
*sigh* "Men... can't live with 'em, and if you kill 'em, it's life."
"HEY! I RESENT THAT!" Crawford and Aya cried, rounding on Neu.
"Um... guys... *sifting through the box* We're missing some things..."
Crawford paused. "Oh? Like what?"
"Hmmm... Abyssinian's credit card..."
"WHAT?!?!"
"... the Pocky..."
"Nagi's going to kill me..."
"... and the ...picture... of ... NO! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA OF WHAT I WENT THROUGH TO GET THAT PICTURE?! AND NOW IT'S GONE!"
Aya moaned. "Schuldig. I bet he took them while the two of you were trying to rip each other apart..."
"WHY THAT DIRTY LITTLE... Aya, Asuka... this means war."
~
"Kitty poo? Kitty fur? Kitty litter? Kitty toys? Why didn't he write it down? Hey! Isn't that. Yup! I'll just ask him! NAGI!"
~
"Oh no. Tell me I'm hearing things. Tell me I'm going crazy. Tell me whatever you want. but please don't say that that... THING... found it's way back."
"Um, Nagi? The burrito's back."
"Quick! Play dead and maybe it'll go away."
The boys dropped to the ground and tried their best to remain motionless... but it had already seen them.
"NAGI! I don't remember what you wanted me to get. Nagi? Are you dead?"
"Yes, Tot. I'm dead."
"Ew... why are you dead with him? OH! I know! Hell says that when someone's dead you give them mouth to mouth and they come back to life!"
"NO! I'M NOT DEAD! SEE? I'M ALIVE!" He jumped up and nearly tripped over Omi in his haste to get away from Tot.
Omi wrinkled his nose in disgust. "I knew there was a reason I don't like burritos."
*sniffle* "I don't remember what it was you wanted, Nagi."
"How hard is it to remember cat food?"
"Kitty food?"
"YES! Kitty food. Kitties eat kitty food! I asked you to get kitty FOOD!"
"Oh. Okay!" The green-haired girl spun around and skipped away, singing off- key as she went. "Kitty food, kitty food, kitty kitty kitty food!"
Nagi buried his face in his hands. "I am really hating my life..."
~
"Um... I really don't want to hold this up all night... Something? Anything? String? Wire? A belt? Somebody? Please?"
Farfarello grinned. "Just take it off. That way, God will REALLY suffer."
"NO! ANYTHING BUT THAT!" Hell shrieked. "Here! You can have my hair ribbon! Keep it! I don't ever want it back!"
Yoji stared at her in shock. Was he hearing things? Did she really want him to keep his clothes ON? //Wow. This is a first. Usually they want me to take 'em OFF.//
"You're sure you don't want it back? Not even as a reminder of this 'wonderful' outing?"
"I would rather eat both the box and contents Farfarello brought."
One amber eye lit up. "Really?"
"Yes, really. Now hurry up and tie that thing so we can get out of here."
//I don't think she's a real female...// The thought flitted through the playboy's mind as he tied up his makeshift loincloth and the group continued on their way of not looking for anything written on the list.
After a while, Hell sighed. "Can we at least look at what's on the list?"
"Nope," Farf replied proudly.
"Why not?"
"I ate it."
"You... ate... the list?"
"Of course! Paper hurts God because it's made from trees, but not using it for its intended purpose hurts God even more."
Hell and Yoji exchanged worried glances.
"Why did we get stuck with him?"
"Because someone is out to get us. Probably Birman."
"LOOK! A PENNY! If you swallow them, it hurts God!"
"I can't believe we still have an hour left. I think I'm going to jump off a bridge... or hang myself with my wire..."
"No, let's just hang HIM."
"Now we're talkin'. So, are you SURE you don't want your ribbon back?"
~