Riku sat on the edge of the wooden dock on the beach. He wordlessly
stared at the sun as his friend, Sora, came to join him.
"Hey, Riku." Sora ventured "A penny for your thoughts?"
"Uh.I guess-" started Riku, before he was cut off by a loud
"RIKU-CHAN!!!"
"Uh oh.. Quick! Sora! GET ME OUTTA HERE!" yelled Riku, but, Sora, of course, recognizing it as a girl's voice responded.
"Where? What muskrat?"
"NOOOO NIMROD!!! GET ME OUTTA HERE BEFO-" the bishounen was cut off by a flash. Suddenly, he was being hugged tightly by a neko-hanyou*.
"Aiyaaa! Riku-chan! I missed you!" she said, "huggling" him tighter. 'Help me!' Mouthed Riku, but Sora was too busy enjoying the moment.
"So. Uh.Hi.uh." Sora began.
"Minagi." Finished the girl, who was busy affixing a collar around Riku's neck.
"Minagi. Uh, how do you know Riku?"
"Potluck Dinner. At the "I WUV RIKU" convention." The blonde responded. Sora grumbled, wondering why there was no, "I WUV SORA" convention. "Alright, Riku-chan! Time to go!"
"Mrggurgglyhahwha?"
"What? Oh, you're gonna go meet Fluffy and Mori!" the neko-shoujo responded happily."
"GARGH!BAHIGLYHA!" Riku shouted, pure terror eeking out of his blue optics. He knew only too well the fate of the dog-youkai who happened to be illiterate.
"What? No, I do not have any- wait.noo.Midge ate those." Minagi said, replying to Riku's non-existent query, as she cast a frosty glare at the delicate pastry who once used to be a he/she/it/guy/ slave thing; who had appeared out of nowhere. "Well, anywho..let's go!" Minagi skipped happily away, a leash-bound Riku in tow.
****AT MORI'S HOUSE****
Minagi padded up to the door, her silver tail swishing happily from side to side. Riku had somehow gotten his tongue stuck to the automatic lock, and was moaning angrily until Midge freed him of his peril. The cherry flavoured strudel gave him a flirtatious look, which by all rights transcends the physics of the space-time continuum. Riku of course, being deeply disturbed, as would most anyone, save Gokou, ricocheted out of the car, and conveniently into Minagi's arms, just as Mori opened the door.
"Awwww! They're just like a baby, aren't they?" she said, smiling wickedly at the bishie. Minagi nodded in agreement. "They sure are!" she said, glancing at Sesshou-maru, who was currently engaged in the act of trying to disembowel a dish towel. Riku squirmed frantically, trying to get away from the fan-girl who held him. "PLEASE!!! FLUFFY!! HELLLLPPPP M-" he was cut off by a puce- hued crayon being thrust into his mouth.
"Sign." said Minagi simply, an evil light dancing within her cobalt occuli as she handed him a contract.
"I-can't spell.." Said Riku, blushing furiously.
"Oh, don't worry! That's why we have Fluffy!" Mori said, glancing at Sesshou-maru, who was trying to fit seven dish towels down his throat.
"But, I thought he was illiterate.." But Riku's plea went unheard, as the fan-girls shoved the hyperactive youkai in front of him and walked off.
BUM BUM BA!!!! WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO POOR RIKU!!! GRAMMER LESSON'S FROM SESSHOU! *rolls on floor and has convulsions* Well, anywho, review, and, uh, I'm planning on putting up a Christmas chapter, and, uhh.well.. Yeah. And all that good stuff.
"Hey, Riku." Sora ventured "A penny for your thoughts?"
"Uh.I guess-" started Riku, before he was cut off by a loud
"RIKU-CHAN!!!"
"Uh oh.. Quick! Sora! GET ME OUTTA HERE!" yelled Riku, but, Sora, of course, recognizing it as a girl's voice responded.
"Where? What muskrat?"
"NOOOO NIMROD!!! GET ME OUTTA HERE BEFO-" the bishounen was cut off by a flash. Suddenly, he was being hugged tightly by a neko-hanyou*.
"Aiyaaa! Riku-chan! I missed you!" she said, "huggling" him tighter. 'Help me!' Mouthed Riku, but Sora was too busy enjoying the moment.
"So. Uh.Hi.uh." Sora began.
"Minagi." Finished the girl, who was busy affixing a collar around Riku's neck.
"Minagi. Uh, how do you know Riku?"
"Potluck Dinner. At the "I WUV RIKU" convention." The blonde responded. Sora grumbled, wondering why there was no, "I WUV SORA" convention. "Alright, Riku-chan! Time to go!"
"Mrggurgglyhahwha?"
"What? Oh, you're gonna go meet Fluffy and Mori!" the neko-shoujo responded happily."
"GARGH!BAHIGLYHA!" Riku shouted, pure terror eeking out of his blue optics. He knew only too well the fate of the dog-youkai who happened to be illiterate.
"What? No, I do not have any- wait.noo.Midge ate those." Minagi said, replying to Riku's non-existent query, as she cast a frosty glare at the delicate pastry who once used to be a he/she/it/guy/ slave thing; who had appeared out of nowhere. "Well, anywho..let's go!" Minagi skipped happily away, a leash-bound Riku in tow.
****AT MORI'S HOUSE****
Minagi padded up to the door, her silver tail swishing happily from side to side. Riku had somehow gotten his tongue stuck to the automatic lock, and was moaning angrily until Midge freed him of his peril. The cherry flavoured strudel gave him a flirtatious look, which by all rights transcends the physics of the space-time continuum. Riku of course, being deeply disturbed, as would most anyone, save Gokou, ricocheted out of the car, and conveniently into Minagi's arms, just as Mori opened the door.
"Awwww! They're just like a baby, aren't they?" she said, smiling wickedly at the bishie. Minagi nodded in agreement. "They sure are!" she said, glancing at Sesshou-maru, who was currently engaged in the act of trying to disembowel a dish towel. Riku squirmed frantically, trying to get away from the fan-girl who held him. "PLEASE!!! FLUFFY!! HELLLLPPPP M-" he was cut off by a puce- hued crayon being thrust into his mouth.
"Sign." said Minagi simply, an evil light dancing within her cobalt occuli as she handed him a contract.
"I-can't spell.." Said Riku, blushing furiously.
"Oh, don't worry! That's why we have Fluffy!" Mori said, glancing at Sesshou-maru, who was trying to fit seven dish towels down his throat.
"But, I thought he was illiterate.." But Riku's plea went unheard, as the fan-girls shoved the hyperactive youkai in front of him and walked off.
BUM BUM BA!!!! WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO POOR RIKU!!! GRAMMER LESSON'S FROM SESSHOU! *rolls on floor and has convulsions* Well, anywho, review, and, uh, I'm planning on putting up a Christmas chapter, and, uhh.well.. Yeah. And all that good stuff.