Hiei: ok every one, i know it's been a while. but we're back and we have a perfectly good
excuse as to why we've been gone so long. Neko kitty chan has been in the hospital for the past
few weeks giving birth to her gorgious baby girl Samara. yes, named after the chick from
the ring. at 7 months her labor was induced after getting in a small car accident.
she and the baby are fine, but she'll be very busy for the next few weeks so until she feels
up to it, i'll be hosting this fic. thankfully she had all the chapters written down while she was
in the hospital. after all, she had nothing better to do. any way, due to the accident the baby was
pre-mature and her lungs weren't fully developed, but she managed to pull through. she has
blonde hair and brown eyes, just like her dad. at birth she weighed 3 pounds and 14 ounces but
over the past month or so, she's gained a lot of weight so as far as we know, she's perfectly healthy.
if any one would like to see a picture of her, just e-mail us @ Scarebearhugz45@aol.com or
Scarebearhugz45@webtv.net. any way, here's chapter 7 of chibified.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(Seto's P.O.V)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
finally, we were ready to take off. i made sure that Joey was buckled in, as well
as my self as the plane began to move forward. Joey whimpered as we began to go faster
so i reached over and took his hand into mine, giving him a comforting smile. he smiled back before
he visibly relaxed a bit, leaning into Tristan, making him instinctively wrap his arms around
him tighter, never taking his eyes off of the male models prancing down the run way in their underwear on
the large flat screen tv. i smirked and turned to look out the window as we flew above the bright city of Domino.
it had been a while since i had been on a plane. the last time i was on one, it was with Joey, on our way back
from a short vacation we had decided to take to relieve some of that stress i had apparently built up in my
line of work. before now i'd never stop working. i guess now that i had the responsibility of taking care of Joey,
i had forgotten about work. it was never really important to me any way, just something to take my mind off of things.
but now, i had other things to think about. when every thing's back to normal, i'm going to have to make a note
to take a break for a while. maybe go on another vacation. that would be nice. my fantasy of Joey and i alone
in the virgin islands was rudely interrupted as a young exotically tanned blonde girl came by with a large cart
of beverages and snacks. "um, h-hello. i'm, uh, Marie and i'll be your waitress this evening! can i get you any thing?"
i only grunted in response and pointed towards a bottle of scotch. the girl reached for a shot glass from the bottom
of her tray, but i stopped her and gestured towards the scotch again. "the bottle" her eyes widened considerably before
she nervously reached for the bottle and handed it to me. i nodded to her, and twisted the cap off before taking a long
drink of the bitter liquid. "any thing else sir? something for the baby perhaps?" i quirked an eye brow at her suspiciously.
she almost sounded hopeful. "some milk and some crackers. that's all." she smiled at me and reached down in her cart,
not bothering to look as she handed me the said items. as she left, i caught sight of something out of the corner of my
eye. it was a strange looking white bottle, with an odd label on it, right next to where the milk had been. but i shrugged
it off and turned towards Joey and took him from Tristan's lap.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(else where on the plane)~~~~~~~~~~
"damn i hate this Job!" screamed the girl as she viciously tore at the green two-piece uniform she wore. "what am i getting
out of this any way?" she questioned to her self as she took in a deep breath and took off the matching green hat atop
her head. "what are you getting out of it?" she jumped as she heard a familiar deep voice coming from behind her.
"sir! i didn't hear you come in." she replied nervously. "well *twitch* i have been known to be rather sneaky." he claimed
as he flexed his muscles and waggled his eye brows, making the young girl groan and roll her eyes. "now, *twitch* to
answer your question *twitch* a lot's in it for you *twitch* money *twitch* power *twitch* and the most delicious pizza
you'll ever put in your mouth *twitch" the girl mentally slapped her self as she threw her arms up in frustration. "i don't
even like pizza! any way, look. i gave the kid the poison, he should be dead by tomorrow morning." the man smiled and
squeeled as his eye brows gave an unusually large twitch, making the girl shudder. "this calls for a nice cold glass of
milk!" he exclaimed as he ran over to the food cart. "um..excuse me.." he said slowly, gesturing towards the girl.
"yes sir?" "where's the milk?" the girl peered over his shoulder and stared at the cart. "it should be under there."
she said, pointing to the sheet hanging down in front of the bottom tray. "well..if the milk's supposed to be under here,
what is THIS?!" he screamed holding up a strange bottle with an odd lable written in some foreign language.
"that's...the poison, sir." the man's eyes widened as his eye brows shot up. he turned to the girl and nearly fell over
as he saw her standing there, twiddling her fingers, suddenly finding the floor to be very interesting.
"you gave him the wrong bottle?!"
~~~~~~~~(TBC)~~~~~~~~~
excuse as to why we've been gone so long. Neko kitty chan has been in the hospital for the past
few weeks giving birth to her gorgious baby girl Samara. yes, named after the chick from
the ring. at 7 months her labor was induced after getting in a small car accident.
she and the baby are fine, but she'll be very busy for the next few weeks so until she feels
up to it, i'll be hosting this fic. thankfully she had all the chapters written down while she was
in the hospital. after all, she had nothing better to do. any way, due to the accident the baby was
pre-mature and her lungs weren't fully developed, but she managed to pull through. she has
blonde hair and brown eyes, just like her dad. at birth she weighed 3 pounds and 14 ounces but
over the past month or so, she's gained a lot of weight so as far as we know, she's perfectly healthy.
if any one would like to see a picture of her, just e-mail us @ Scarebearhugz45@aol.com or
Scarebearhugz45@webtv.net. any way, here's chapter 7 of chibified.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(Seto's P.O.V)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
finally, we were ready to take off. i made sure that Joey was buckled in, as well
as my self as the plane began to move forward. Joey whimpered as we began to go faster
so i reached over and took his hand into mine, giving him a comforting smile. he smiled back before
he visibly relaxed a bit, leaning into Tristan, making him instinctively wrap his arms around
him tighter, never taking his eyes off of the male models prancing down the run way in their underwear on
the large flat screen tv. i smirked and turned to look out the window as we flew above the bright city of Domino.
it had been a while since i had been on a plane. the last time i was on one, it was with Joey, on our way back
from a short vacation we had decided to take to relieve some of that stress i had apparently built up in my
line of work. before now i'd never stop working. i guess now that i had the responsibility of taking care of Joey,
i had forgotten about work. it was never really important to me any way, just something to take my mind off of things.
but now, i had other things to think about. when every thing's back to normal, i'm going to have to make a note
to take a break for a while. maybe go on another vacation. that would be nice. my fantasy of Joey and i alone
in the virgin islands was rudely interrupted as a young exotically tanned blonde girl came by with a large cart
of beverages and snacks. "um, h-hello. i'm, uh, Marie and i'll be your waitress this evening! can i get you any thing?"
i only grunted in response and pointed towards a bottle of scotch. the girl reached for a shot glass from the bottom
of her tray, but i stopped her and gestured towards the scotch again. "the bottle" her eyes widened considerably before
she nervously reached for the bottle and handed it to me. i nodded to her, and twisted the cap off before taking a long
drink of the bitter liquid. "any thing else sir? something for the baby perhaps?" i quirked an eye brow at her suspiciously.
she almost sounded hopeful. "some milk and some crackers. that's all." she smiled at me and reached down in her cart,
not bothering to look as she handed me the said items. as she left, i caught sight of something out of the corner of my
eye. it was a strange looking white bottle, with an odd label on it, right next to where the milk had been. but i shrugged
it off and turned towards Joey and took him from Tristan's lap.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(else where on the plane)~~~~~~~~~~
"damn i hate this Job!" screamed the girl as she viciously tore at the green two-piece uniform she wore. "what am i getting
out of this any way?" she questioned to her self as she took in a deep breath and took off the matching green hat atop
her head. "what are you getting out of it?" she jumped as she heard a familiar deep voice coming from behind her.
"sir! i didn't hear you come in." she replied nervously. "well *twitch* i have been known to be rather sneaky." he claimed
as he flexed his muscles and waggled his eye brows, making the young girl groan and roll her eyes. "now, *twitch* to
answer your question *twitch* a lot's in it for you *twitch* money *twitch* power *twitch* and the most delicious pizza
you'll ever put in your mouth *twitch" the girl mentally slapped her self as she threw her arms up in frustration. "i don't
even like pizza! any way, look. i gave the kid the poison, he should be dead by tomorrow morning." the man smiled and
squeeled as his eye brows gave an unusually large twitch, making the girl shudder. "this calls for a nice cold glass of
milk!" he exclaimed as he ran over to the food cart. "um..excuse me.." he said slowly, gesturing towards the girl.
"yes sir?" "where's the milk?" the girl peered over his shoulder and stared at the cart. "it should be under there."
she said, pointing to the sheet hanging down in front of the bottom tray. "well..if the milk's supposed to be under here,
what is THIS?!" he screamed holding up a strange bottle with an odd lable written in some foreign language.
"that's...the poison, sir." the man's eyes widened as his eye brows shot up. he turned to the girl and nearly fell over
as he saw her standing there, twiddling her fingers, suddenly finding the floor to be very interesting.
"you gave him the wrong bottle?!"
~~~~~~~~(TBC)~~~~~~~~~