Lily: i'm PMSing and i'm depressed! *sprays whip cream into her mouth* whee!
Phantom: -.-' well the point is...
Fly-Girl: *knocks Phantom out of the way and dose the sailor moon pose* we have decided that we'll finish BOTH stories! take that evil negamoon!
Phantom: ;_; why me? Lily, stay out of the fridge. Fly-Girl, stop confusing yourself with sailor moon. Urghh... headache. *dumps entire contents of ibuprofen bottle into mouth*


Beast: Ki-Tsu-Ne
Chapter Two
Beauty and the Beast

Beauty and the Beast
-7. psych.: Beauty is any young girl or woman having an emotional bond with her father(who plucks the roses she asks in the Beast's garden); Beast is both kind and cruel, and by breaking the emotional tie with her father, she can love Beast for his goodness, thus transforming him into a beautiful prince;

Sasuke swerved into the round about driveway of the mansion. Itachi was right so far, it was big, gothic and french. Sasuke walked up to the doors and was about to knock when they swung open. Right again. Sasuke walked into the house.

The entranceway was strangely small for such a grand looking house. Sasuke hung his bag and coat on the hat rack by the door. He walked on in. A medium sized living room, two couches, a fire place, two side tables and that was all.

Sasuke continued walking. A dining room, a long table with only one place set out. Sasuke sat down, there at his place was a bowl of chicken noodle soup and a cup of green tea with honey. Who had known that this was his favorite meal during the winter? Sasuke cautiously sniffed the soup before taking a bite. It was at the perfect temperature, there was plenty of chicken, just the right amount of curly noodles and no icky vegetables. Sasuke couldn't suppress the smile that came to his usually indifferent face.

Sasuke had been eating for awhile when he heard a small whisper of the wind. He glanced up from his bowl and nearly dropped the spoon.

There, sitting at the opposite end of the table was a pony-sized fox with nine tails and thick umber colored fur. It's eyes were a shocking, glowing vermillion. The fox sat in one of the chairs, his head resting on his paws.
I'm glad you enjoy the meal, said the fox. His voice was so... it was filled with ages of sorrow, but it still retained the sound of a young boy, but a broken and shattered boy. A boy desperately searching for something but not finding it. Sasuke caught himself before he choked out a sob.
Th... thank you, Sasuke managed to stutter.
Your welcome to anything you need,
Sasuke nodded, lost for words.
You look you're done, would you like to see your room?
Again, Sasuke nodded. He grabbed his bag and jacket and quickly followed the fox out of the dining room.

Sasuke's room was down the hallway and to the left. Across from his room was a staircase with a locked door at the top. Sasuke presumed that this was the fox's room. The fox waited patiently in Sasuke's room for him to enter. The room was simple, with white walls, a dark red carpet, thick red curtains and a red canopy bed. There was an oak dresser and a partially empty bookshelf.

Sasuke walked towards the bookshelf. All the books were fairy tales, but not the usual kind. Sasuke glanced at them.
The Rose and The Beast by Francesca Lia Block
The Voyage of the Basset by John Christensen
Little Sister and The Heavenward Path by Kara Dalkey
Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman

The fox walked up behind Sasuke so quietly that Sasuke didn't notice. The fox put his muzzle over Sasuke's shoulder, so that his eyes were level with Sasuke's.
There is a library down the hall, he said, feel free to move any books from there to this room.
Sasuke nodded, a flush creeping across his face. For some reason, there was something extremely personal about the way the fox talked to him. His voice was so low and soft, a voice, thought Sasuke, that would be nice to wake up to. Sasuke blinked. Stop that, he thought.

You may call me Ki Tsu Ne, by the way, said the fox as he left the room.

Sasuke sighed and flopped onto the bed. It was a good bed. The comforter was thick and Sasuke knew that it would be warm when he decided to go to sleep. The mattress was firm, but not so hard that it didn't give slightly when Sasuke lay down on it.

Sasuke rolled over and unzipped his bag, pulling out his CD player and slipping the headphones over his ears. the play button made a small beep noise as the CD player started up. The fuzzy, grainy sound of The Velvet Underground reached his ears.

I'm waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand

The music faded out as Sasuke descended into his own thoughts. Every thing was happening so quickly. But wasn't that the way it happened in fairy tales? One day your life was normal and the next you were leaving in a beast's palace, kissing a frog, wearing a donkey skin, dancing with fairies.

But this wasn't a fairy tale. Life happened gradually. Not like this. Then this wasn't life? Was this a dream? Sasuke casually pinched his arm. Nope, no dream. Maybe... this was life, but it was just blending into a fairy tale.

Could he change the fairy tale?