oos:
Kita: Aibou! Come out and write the next chapter!
Aithril: (drags self out) (sniffing and crying uncontrollably)
Kita: O_o Aibou?! What's wrong with you?
Aithril: (sobbing loudly) There's only - there's only one review! (bursts into fresh tears)
Kita: (pats Aithril gingerly on the back) There, there. I'll force- erm, imply them to review. You just go get some sleep.
Aithril: (hiccups from so much crying) Thanks, yami. (trots off to soul room)
Kita: Now, I didn't want to do this in front of my innocent aibou, but- (pulls out long, shiny butcher's knife) REVIEW OR I'LL SEND YOU TO HELL!
Aithril: (hears from her soul room) -_-U What did you say, Kita?
Kita: (hides butcher knife although Aithirl is not in room) Just that the reviewers should review or I'll- I'll-
Aithril: (dangerously) You'll do what?
Kita: (mutters) She's so damn protective of you reviewers (normal tone) or I'll ring a loud bell.
Aithril: Uh-huh....
Kita: (innocently) Go back to sleep, hikari.
Aithril: (folds arms) I don't trust you.
Kita: Why wouldn't you?
Aithril: -_- Jeez, because you threaten the reviewers with long, sharp, and shiny butcher knives, lie to me,-
Kita: (not listening) This list goes on and on, folks. Just review already! Now on with the story!
Seducing Policemen
Aithril was staring at a paper with a color picture on it of- HER! She was leaping through the freshly-broken glass window of a bar and appeared to be cackling madly! Or at least, it was someone who looked like her.
She looked at her arms and noticed for the first time some long cuts that looked like they had freshly been made with a knife.
Aithril: Kita......
Aithril entered her soul room and strode into Kita's.
Aithril: /WAKE UP DAMNIT!/
Kita: (blinks awake) //What's the hell's wrong?// (pauses) //Did you just say damnit?//
Aithril:/ YES! WHAT THE HECK'S MY PICTURE DOING ON THE FRONT PAGE OF THE NEWSPAPER?!/
Kita: (sheepishly mumbles) //I dunno, aibou. Maybe it's someone el-//
Aithril: /WHAT WERE YOU DOING WITH MY BODY LAST NIGHT?!/
Kita: (regaining her composure) //NOTHING!//
Aithril: /THEN WHY IS MY PICTURE ON THE FRONT PAGE?/
Kita: (growls dangerously) //And what if it is?//
Aithril: (realizes who she's talking to) /Erm, ehehhehehhe...... I'll, uh, have you apologize!/
Kita: (pins Aithril against wall) //Oh you will, will you?!//
Aithril: (whispers) /......no./
Kita: (releases)// Good. //
Aithril: (on floor)/ Ow./
Kita: //Now get the f*** out of my soul room!// (pushes her hikari out and slams door) (entire mind shakes)
Aithril:/ Ow!/ (emerges back into her own body) Hmm... (looks down at paper)
Aithril: (reads) Last night around midnight, a 14-year old girl got into a bar fight with a few of the town's local bikers. They fought as the bartender tried to call the police. By the time the police arrived, there were four dead bikers and the girl fleeing the scene, as shown in this picture.
Aithril: 0_o I am so dead......
Door: (knock)
Aithril: (gets up and peers out of window)
Voice: It's the police! OPEN UP!
Aithril: 0_0 Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! (runs around like headless chicken)
She heard her parents coming down the stairs and panicked. Aithril ran into the living room and dove behind the couch just in time. Her parents walked into the kitchen and she ran up the stairs and jumped into bed. Then, as if on second thought, she ripped off her clothes and pulled on a nightshirt. Aithril laid on the bed, but turned her ear to the vent in the floor where conversation is being held.
Dad: Hmm, I must have left the milk and cereal out on the table... (eyes them curiously)
Door: (opens)
Mom: Why, hello officer. What can we do for you this fine morning?
Police officer 1: (sweatdrop) Um, is your daughter around? We'd like to speak to her.
Mom: (panicks) WHAT?! What happened to her? Is she ok? What did she do?
Police officer 2: Several eye-witnesses report seeing her in a serious bar- fight last night where four men were killed.
Mom: OH MY! OH MY!
Dad: I'll go see if she's awake. (troops up to Aithril's room) (pokes head in room) Aithril?
Aithril: (mumbles) Yes, daddy? (sits up, yawning) Why are you waking me up so early?
Dad: Come downstairs, there's a nice man who would like to talk to you.
Aithril: (laughs) Daddy, I'm too wittle for dating.
Dad: (sweatdrop) No, honey, it's a friend. Come on downstairs.
Aithril: (throws off covers) Daddy, I'm in my nightshirt.....
Dad: (walks downstairs, calling back) Well, get dressed quickly.
Aithril: (dresses in pink barbie dress)
Kita: //What in the nine regions of hell is that shit you're wearing?!?//
Aithril: /For this, I have to look innocent. Oh no! I almost forgot!/ (picks up phone beside her bed) (dials Marik's number)
Marik's phone: RING! RING!
Marik: (without opening eyes, picks up and puts to his ear) What the f*** do you want?
Aithril: -_- Marik, it's me, Aithril. Kita got in a bar fight and I'm in a lot of trouble at the moment. Could you not come over to 3 or so? And call Bakura to tell him, too?
Marik: (mumbling still) Yeah, sure, whatever.
Aithril: Thanks!
Marik: (silence) (click)
Recorded Voice: If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again. Or, if you need help, dial your operator. Thank you.
Aithril: (shrugs) I guess he had to go. (takes deep breath) Well, here goes nothing! (skips downstairs and into kitchen) Well, hello, police officer! You're my friend!
Police officer 1: What the-.... this is Aithril?!?
Dad: Yes, is there something wrong?
Aithril: What's wrong, daddy? (peers around)
Police officer 1: I think we have the wrong person...... (eyes barbie dress) I think my investigation is done here. (heads out to police car)
Police officer 2: (peers suspiciously at Aithril) I dunno Bob... she could still be the murderer.
Mom: NOT MY BABY!
Aithril: I still don't get it, mommy. What's going- (slips) (falls on hand and scrapes it) WAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mom: (pull's Aithril's hand to her mouth and pecks it, then rocks her child in her arm) NOOOOOO! IT'S OK, IT'S OK! MOMMY FEELS IT TOO!!!!! {from the elevator story, not mine. lol, it was just really hilarious, so I had to put it in}
Aithril: (still sniffling) I'm ok, mommy. (holds up hand with nothing more than a small whitish scrape)
Mom: Oh goody, honey. Never scare mommy like that ever again!
Aithril: (happily) OKIES MUMSY!
Police Officer 2 and Dad: (sweatdrop)
Police Offricer 2: (still suspicous) I dunno........
Aithril: /What else to I have to do to convince them I'm innocent?!/
Kita: //I know!// (shoves Aithril into soul room and locks it) (jams key in pocket) //You're not going to like this one bit.....//
Aithril: /Ow./ (lands on bed thankfully) /What are you going to do?!?/
Kita: (smirks) You'll see....
Kita: (takes control of Aithri's body) Police officer, why are you here anyway? (innocent smile) (pretends to perk up) Did you bring me chocolate, like on halloween? I love those huge hershey bars! They're sweet and nice and good-looking. Just like you, officer....
Aithril: (mental sweatdrop)
Kita: //It's gets a lot worse from here on, hikari.//
Police Officer 2: Um, no. Could I ask you a few questions, ma'am?
Kita: (purrs) Certainly, officer.
Police Officer 2: (glances at Mom and Dad) Somewhere more private?
Kita: (eyes widen) Really, officer?! I had no idea you felt that way! (Mom and Dad wander upstairs, talking and ignoring the conversation going on in the kitchen)
Police Officer 2: 0_oU Um, no I don't. Never mind. (thinks) 'This girl is weirding me out....'(says) Aithril, how about we talk right here instead. So, what's your name?
Kita: (giggles impishly) You just said it, silly!
Police Officer 2: (rolls eyes) -_- Ok, how old are you?
Kita: (in silky seductive voice) Oh, who cares about lil' old me. How old are you? I like older men........
Police Officer 2: (near the limit of his weirdness scale) (decides to ignore) Ooooooooooook. (decides to find out if she is a typical teenager or not) So, what are you going to do this Saturday night?
Kita: (flutters eyelashes) Depends. (licks lips) What are YOU doing this Saturday night?
Police Officer 2: 0_oUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Kita: ^_^
Police Officer 2: You know what? I think I'll just let you off the hook this time.
Kita: Really?!? How sweet of you! I suppose you could a present for that..... however I have no money, so I suppose this will have to do.... (puckers lips)
Police Officer 2: (breaks) STAY AWAY FROM ME, YOU WHORE! (runs to police car, jumps in and speeds away)
Kita: (calls after him) Don't break the speed limit! Hahahhahahhaa. (cackles evilly) (lets Aithril take control of her body again)
Kita: //That was priceless!//
Aithril could feel her yami rolling around in her soul room, crying with laughter.
Aithril: (tears well up in her eyes) /He called me a- a-/
Kita: (gruffly) //A whore? Ah, get over it.//
Aithril: (tears spill over and she bursts into sobs)/ Wahh, I am not!/
Kita: (a little more gently) //Technically, he called ME a whore, even though he doesn't know it.// (Aithril is still crying) (becomes impatient) //Hell, I got you out safe and sound, didn't I? I wouldn't have really gone off with that police man.//
Aithril: (brightens) /Really? OKIES!/
Kita: -_- //Goddamnit, let's get Marik and Bakura over here so they can teach you some curse words. //
Aithril: /But I can already say (whispers) damnit! (louder voice) Isn't that horrible?! And I just said it for no reason at all!/
Kita: -_-U
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Aithril: I hope you liked it! Now please review. (points to tied and gagged Kita in corner) I don't know how long those ropes will hold her.....
Kita: (holds shiny butcher's knife in her teeth)
Aithril: 0_0 How the heck?! AHHHHHHHHHHHH! EVERY READER-NON-REVIEWER FOR THEMSELF! (runs away)
Kita: Aibou! Come out and write the next chapter!
Aithril: (drags self out) (sniffing and crying uncontrollably)
Kita: O_o Aibou?! What's wrong with you?
Aithril: (sobbing loudly) There's only - there's only one review! (bursts into fresh tears)
Kita: (pats Aithril gingerly on the back) There, there. I'll force- erm, imply them to review. You just go get some sleep.
Aithril: (hiccups from so much crying) Thanks, yami. (trots off to soul room)
Kita: Now, I didn't want to do this in front of my innocent aibou, but- (pulls out long, shiny butcher's knife) REVIEW OR I'LL SEND YOU TO HELL!
Aithril: (hears from her soul room) -_-U What did you say, Kita?
Kita: (hides butcher knife although Aithirl is not in room) Just that the reviewers should review or I'll- I'll-
Aithril: (dangerously) You'll do what?
Kita: (mutters) She's so damn protective of you reviewers (normal tone) or I'll ring a loud bell.
Aithril: Uh-huh....
Kita: (innocently) Go back to sleep, hikari.
Aithril: (folds arms) I don't trust you.
Kita: Why wouldn't you?
Aithril: -_- Jeez, because you threaten the reviewers with long, sharp, and shiny butcher knives, lie to me,-
Kita: (not listening) This list goes on and on, folks. Just review already! Now on with the story!
Seducing Policemen
Aithril was staring at a paper with a color picture on it of- HER! She was leaping through the freshly-broken glass window of a bar and appeared to be cackling madly! Or at least, it was someone who looked like her.
She looked at her arms and noticed for the first time some long cuts that looked like they had freshly been made with a knife.
Aithril: Kita......
Aithril entered her soul room and strode into Kita's.
Aithril: /WAKE UP DAMNIT!/
Kita: (blinks awake) //What's the hell's wrong?// (pauses) //Did you just say damnit?//
Aithril:/ YES! WHAT THE HECK'S MY PICTURE DOING ON THE FRONT PAGE OF THE NEWSPAPER?!/
Kita: (sheepishly mumbles) //I dunno, aibou. Maybe it's someone el-//
Aithril: /WHAT WERE YOU DOING WITH MY BODY LAST NIGHT?!/
Kita: (regaining her composure) //NOTHING!//
Aithril: /THEN WHY IS MY PICTURE ON THE FRONT PAGE?/
Kita: (growls dangerously) //And what if it is?//
Aithril: (realizes who she's talking to) /Erm, ehehhehehhe...... I'll, uh, have you apologize!/
Kita: (pins Aithril against wall) //Oh you will, will you?!//
Aithril: (whispers) /......no./
Kita: (releases)// Good. //
Aithril: (on floor)/ Ow./
Kita: //Now get the f*** out of my soul room!// (pushes her hikari out and slams door) (entire mind shakes)
Aithril:/ Ow!/ (emerges back into her own body) Hmm... (looks down at paper)
Aithril: (reads) Last night around midnight, a 14-year old girl got into a bar fight with a few of the town's local bikers. They fought as the bartender tried to call the police. By the time the police arrived, there were four dead bikers and the girl fleeing the scene, as shown in this picture.
Aithril: 0_o I am so dead......
Door: (knock)
Aithril: (gets up and peers out of window)
Voice: It's the police! OPEN UP!
Aithril: 0_0 Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! (runs around like headless chicken)
She heard her parents coming down the stairs and panicked. Aithril ran into the living room and dove behind the couch just in time. Her parents walked into the kitchen and she ran up the stairs and jumped into bed. Then, as if on second thought, she ripped off her clothes and pulled on a nightshirt. Aithril laid on the bed, but turned her ear to the vent in the floor where conversation is being held.
Dad: Hmm, I must have left the milk and cereal out on the table... (eyes them curiously)
Door: (opens)
Mom: Why, hello officer. What can we do for you this fine morning?
Police officer 1: (sweatdrop) Um, is your daughter around? We'd like to speak to her.
Mom: (panicks) WHAT?! What happened to her? Is she ok? What did she do?
Police officer 2: Several eye-witnesses report seeing her in a serious bar- fight last night where four men were killed.
Mom: OH MY! OH MY!
Dad: I'll go see if she's awake. (troops up to Aithril's room) (pokes head in room) Aithril?
Aithril: (mumbles) Yes, daddy? (sits up, yawning) Why are you waking me up so early?
Dad: Come downstairs, there's a nice man who would like to talk to you.
Aithril: (laughs) Daddy, I'm too wittle for dating.
Dad: (sweatdrop) No, honey, it's a friend. Come on downstairs.
Aithril: (throws off covers) Daddy, I'm in my nightshirt.....
Dad: (walks downstairs, calling back) Well, get dressed quickly.
Aithril: (dresses in pink barbie dress)
Kita: //What in the nine regions of hell is that shit you're wearing?!?//
Aithril: /For this, I have to look innocent. Oh no! I almost forgot!/ (picks up phone beside her bed) (dials Marik's number)
Marik's phone: RING! RING!
Marik: (without opening eyes, picks up and puts to his ear) What the f*** do you want?
Aithril: -_- Marik, it's me, Aithril. Kita got in a bar fight and I'm in a lot of trouble at the moment. Could you not come over to 3 or so? And call Bakura to tell him, too?
Marik: (mumbling still) Yeah, sure, whatever.
Aithril: Thanks!
Marik: (silence) (click)
Recorded Voice: If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again. Or, if you need help, dial your operator. Thank you.
Aithril: (shrugs) I guess he had to go. (takes deep breath) Well, here goes nothing! (skips downstairs and into kitchen) Well, hello, police officer! You're my friend!
Police officer 1: What the-.... this is Aithril?!?
Dad: Yes, is there something wrong?
Aithril: What's wrong, daddy? (peers around)
Police officer 1: I think we have the wrong person...... (eyes barbie dress) I think my investigation is done here. (heads out to police car)
Police officer 2: (peers suspiciously at Aithril) I dunno Bob... she could still be the murderer.
Mom: NOT MY BABY!
Aithril: I still don't get it, mommy. What's going- (slips) (falls on hand and scrapes it) WAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mom: (pull's Aithril's hand to her mouth and pecks it, then rocks her child in her arm) NOOOOOO! IT'S OK, IT'S OK! MOMMY FEELS IT TOO!!!!! {from the elevator story, not mine. lol, it was just really hilarious, so I had to put it in}
Aithril: (still sniffling) I'm ok, mommy. (holds up hand with nothing more than a small whitish scrape)
Mom: Oh goody, honey. Never scare mommy like that ever again!
Aithril: (happily) OKIES MUMSY!
Police Officer 2 and Dad: (sweatdrop)
Police Offricer 2: (still suspicous) I dunno........
Aithril: /What else to I have to do to convince them I'm innocent?!/
Kita: //I know!// (shoves Aithril into soul room and locks it) (jams key in pocket) //You're not going to like this one bit.....//
Aithril: /Ow./ (lands on bed thankfully) /What are you going to do?!?/
Kita: (smirks) You'll see....
Kita: (takes control of Aithri's body) Police officer, why are you here anyway? (innocent smile) (pretends to perk up) Did you bring me chocolate, like on halloween? I love those huge hershey bars! They're sweet and nice and good-looking. Just like you, officer....
Aithril: (mental sweatdrop)
Kita: //It's gets a lot worse from here on, hikari.//
Police Officer 2: Um, no. Could I ask you a few questions, ma'am?
Kita: (purrs) Certainly, officer.
Police Officer 2: (glances at Mom and Dad) Somewhere more private?
Kita: (eyes widen) Really, officer?! I had no idea you felt that way! (Mom and Dad wander upstairs, talking and ignoring the conversation going on in the kitchen)
Police Officer 2: 0_oU Um, no I don't. Never mind. (thinks) 'This girl is weirding me out....'(says) Aithril, how about we talk right here instead. So, what's your name?
Kita: (giggles impishly) You just said it, silly!
Police Officer 2: (rolls eyes) -_- Ok, how old are you?
Kita: (in silky seductive voice) Oh, who cares about lil' old me. How old are you? I like older men........
Police Officer 2: (near the limit of his weirdness scale) (decides to ignore) Ooooooooooook. (decides to find out if she is a typical teenager or not) So, what are you going to do this Saturday night?
Kita: (flutters eyelashes) Depends. (licks lips) What are YOU doing this Saturday night?
Police Officer 2: 0_oUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Kita: ^_^
Police Officer 2: You know what? I think I'll just let you off the hook this time.
Kita: Really?!? How sweet of you! I suppose you could a present for that..... however I have no money, so I suppose this will have to do.... (puckers lips)
Police Officer 2: (breaks) STAY AWAY FROM ME, YOU WHORE! (runs to police car, jumps in and speeds away)
Kita: (calls after him) Don't break the speed limit! Hahahhahahhaa. (cackles evilly) (lets Aithril take control of her body again)
Kita: //That was priceless!//
Aithril could feel her yami rolling around in her soul room, crying with laughter.
Aithril: (tears well up in her eyes) /He called me a- a-/
Kita: (gruffly) //A whore? Ah, get over it.//
Aithril: (tears spill over and she bursts into sobs)/ Wahh, I am not!/
Kita: (a little more gently) //Technically, he called ME a whore, even though he doesn't know it.// (Aithril is still crying) (becomes impatient) //Hell, I got you out safe and sound, didn't I? I wouldn't have really gone off with that police man.//
Aithril: (brightens) /Really? OKIES!/
Kita: -_- //Goddamnit, let's get Marik and Bakura over here so they can teach you some curse words. //
Aithril: /But I can already say (whispers) damnit! (louder voice) Isn't that horrible?! And I just said it for no reason at all!/
Kita: -_-U
oos:
Aithril: I hope you liked it! Now please review. (points to tied and gagged Kita in corner) I don't know how long those ropes will hold her.....
Kita: (holds shiny butcher's knife in her teeth)
Aithril: 0_0 How the heck?! AHHHHHHHHHHHH! EVERY READER-NON-REVIEWER FOR THEMSELF! (runs away)