My Bishounen Tree On Valentines
by Sailor Fantasy!
Track 2: Three Blind Mice
Disclaimer: HAHAHAHAHAHA! I LIVE! I LIVE! HAHAHAHAHHAAHA! YOU DAMN LAWYERS! DON'T YOU KNOW WHEN YOU GET RID OF ME, TWO MORE CRAZY AUTHORS CLAIMING OWNERSHIP WILL ARISE AFTER ME!? HAHAHAHAHAHA!
AN: Wow! I wasn't expecting so many positive reviews ^^. I believe this is the most I ever got for one chapter... or more like, a first chapter anyway. I'm happy so many of you guys liked it! BTW, Aya/Ran and Omi were picked amongst the most voted, so they will be two of the three hot bishies that fall for Usa-chan. I hope you guys really enjoy this chapter.
AN2: These chapter titles have absolutely nothing to do with the chapters. They are just... there... *sweatdrop* Also, quite a few of you (particularly Riru-chan Purr-chan; BTW, arigato!) have brought to my attention that I made Duo seem more like an idiot... and it's not that! Trust me! I love Duo-chan! *glomps him* I did not mean to offend my fellow Duo lovers, and I did not purposely do it to him. It's just this story basically focuses on comedy... and the comedy is in everyone. You can even call it a parody of their characters. But please, don't be offended. I'll try and lay back off of getting carried away... but I can't make any promises. Do we have a deal, readers?
Voting: You guys still can get your one fave bishounen in this story to fall for Usa-chan! VOTE!
Dedications: Everyone who reviewed this fic! Woohoo! Reviewer Responses at the end! And Shout Out to Leirbag-kun for giving me some ideas for the story. It was because of his stupidity in the middle of the street that inspired me to write.
Warnings: Oh yeah. OOC is everywhere in everyone... I think. Or mostly everyone. Ah well. Insanity is a major thing in this chapter. And implied yaoi, because this is a crossover with several animes including Gravitation, one of the best animes of all time. You were forewarned.
Quote of the Update: Silly Rabbit! Trix are for Kids!
******
In favor of fear of further retaliation (i.e., more teddy bear and textbook attacks) and hentai acts (brought to you by Yohji and Schuldich), Brad was chosen to wait for the blonde beauty to wake.
Sighing, he pushed his glasses further up his nose, and leaned back into the chair. His visions told him it would be another hour until the girl woke up. He didn't want to be there, especially since there was much paperwork to be done, but his visions told him with anyone else, there would be more chaos. And plus, he wasn't about to trust Duo in the same room as the girl with his previous stunt. A stunt that will cause him to have a long talk with Duo about listening to Schuldich and Balinese. A long talk that will ensure a headache. Brad made a mental note to take an aspirin later on in the day.... even though he'd probably would need several aspirins in an hour now...
How had he end up with such a job, anyway? He, as far as he could tell, should've still been an assassin under Estet. Takatori was expected to die. Hell, he was a damn koala, after all. How were they supposed to keep an eye on *that* rabid creature? Power was such an easy drug to abuse.
When that lady—Setsuna, was her name—had come for their lives, Schwarz and Weiss laughed in her face. Why not? So many have done so before, and had failed. Were they supposed to fear just one woman in a really short skirt? So they laughed.
Well, until Setsuna bitch slapped Brad and Aya. Then the only laughter that could be heard was Schuldich's, Farfarello's, and Yohji's. But Farfarello is crazy anyway, and Yohji and Schuldich are idiots, so do they really count?
She explained that she was from the future, and that she was taking away their assassin lives. Little did Schwarz and Weiss knew, she had not meant their literal lives... but being Schwarz and Weiss, they thought it. And attacked.
And utterly lost.
It seemed that she was not foolish enough to come alone, and had seven more women with her. Each with a planetary name. Each with an ass kicking ability and element power. So it was no surprise when Nagi was the last one standing after the battle.
She introduced them into another world... their future world, Brad supposed. In a place where Gundams were rebels and all that good crap. There, they were introduced to several young men... the Gundam pilots.
Now, it seemed like the pilots were some sort of descendents of theirs because they made the same naïve mistake Schwarz and Weiss had and attacked.
And utterly, utterly lost.
Even with their ultimate Gundams (here, echo), they had gotten their asses whooped. By women in short skirts. Wow, talk about a blow to a man's ego.
And so they too were also taken to another world... one much unlike either world. One that included rock bands and homosexual rule.
What had this woman gotten them into?
It was here the Setsuna woman decided to explain why she kidnapped them from their own world. Well, after Ken barfed up something that resembled bacon bits and oatmeal. He was obviously suffering from some sort time traveling sickness. Brad had recommended NyQuil. Ken had just glared at him.
Apparently they were here because some princess needed awakening, the world needed protection, and Sailor Moon could provide both. And, if that wasn't enough, Sailor Moon not only was the princess, but an oblivious blonde bubbly teenager with an I.Q. of .30. How, nice. Brad wanted to shoot himself to rid the pain of a headache. Aya had offered to ram his 'justice' katana into his 'turdy' heart, but Brad had politely refused. After all, Aya was the enemy, and any taken mercy from the enemy was seen as a weakness. Well, at least that was the way Wufei had put it.
Setsuna went on to saying they had no choice in the matter, and should they refuse that they would be tortured and killed on the spot. That was not a pleasing way to die.... a woman with a short skirt stomping her staff into your ass. No, not a pleasing way to die at all.
Then she had mentioned of the groups having to merge and form two whole new groups. This was another headache all together.
All three groups were arguing not over who would be in their group... but over the name of the groups. Brad had almost sweatdropped, but as said before, Brad was far too cool for that. Cooler than me, cooler than you, cooler than fanfiction.net. Like, way cooler.
So, Schwarz had of course voted for the name Schwarz for one group, and Weiss had voted for Weiss for the other, but the Gundam guys disagreed wholeheartedly; one because Team Gundam was so much of a cooler name. And two, because they did not know German.
One kid—Quatre, Brad believed his name was—had suggested one team be named "Schweiss" while the other is named Gundam. But since Quatre did not know German, how could he have possibly not known that Schweiss was not a color, and that the name would just not do if it *wasn't* a color? So that was just out of the question.
Other names had popped up too. Schwundam, Schrient (hey, haven't we all wanted to scream with so much stupidity?), Women Hunters, God Haters, Shinigamis Warriors, even Purple Rain. They had jumped Balinese for that one.
Finally, Setsuna had decided on two names that were not to be argued with. The Bishounen Senshi and Serenity's Angels. Brad automatically signed up to the Bishounen Senshi. Not because of vanity, mind you, but because in fear of Farfarello's wrath of his leader becoming an angel. Not that Brad would ever admit it though.
Schuldich and Nagi followed, Schuldich only because he was a conceited Bishounen. Unsurprisingly but still shocking, Balinese signed up too. After all, someone had to spy on Schwarz and Yohji was Bishounen enough to do it. That Duo boy signed up after much consideration, and Wufei did too, though grudgingly, saying that Angels were weak. He earned a high five from Farfarello for that comment.
That left the other six to their own team, Serenity's Angels. They didn't complain about it, but Crawford did notice a death gleam in Abyssinian's eyes directed at him once he realized they were rivals once again after such a short truce. Brad later had Schuldich send a message to Abyssinian. "Don't hate." was the what the message said. Brad wished he could've seen his face, but, alas, Serenity's Angels were sent into the other side of the world... where Brad's people were. That's right people... America. Home of Freedom of Speech, and Home to some of the best mental institutes and crooked businesses. It really was no wonder Brad Crawford had lived there.
A whimper interrupted his thoughts. Brad leaned down while pushing his eyeglasses up with his forefinger again. Was an hour really up now? Looking at his watch, he frowned. No.... only 15 minutes. So what...?
"Waaaaahhhhhhhhhh!" the girl wailed, covering her eyes as soon as she opened them. "I knew I should've went to New York with Daaaaddddddddddyyyyyyyy—!"
Covering his ears after seeing a vision of himself permanently deaf, Brad grit his teeth. Only one thing to do now that she was awake. Taking out his ever present gun, he pointed it at the wailing girl. Her teeth shut with a snap. Smirking at the much desired reaction, he started to put it away. Seeing this, Usagi began to open her mouth. Observing that, Brad took it back out. Noting this, Usagi began to shut her mouth once more. Watching that, Brad began to put his gun back. Rinse. Stir. Repeat. Again. And again. And again, until Brad finally reached nerves end and shot the pillow with his silencer. Usagi screamed.
"MY BOYFRIEND WILL GET YOU FOR THIS!!!"
Brad Crawford frowned. Boyfriend? What boyfriend? She couldn't mean the prince, could she? Frowning, he asked "What boyfriend?"
Usagi smirked, crossing her arms. "You'll see! He's gonna beat you with his guitar!"
And for some strange reason, Brad saw it coming too. And an oncoming headache. He really should've taken that aspirin.
****
Nakano Hiroshi frowned as he ended the call once more for the twenty- seventh time. How did he know? His best friend was counting, of course. "Where could she be? She's not answering anything!"
"She was taken by aliens?" was Shuichi's guess, which, in his opinion, as strange as Usagi was, it probably could happen. He was bonked on the head by his lover as a follow-up.
"My little sister is not some weirdo like you Shuichi!" he barked, nearly rolling his eyes as Shuichi began to tear up. Honestly, he was just as bad as Usagi sometimes.
"Aw Yuki! You don't need to be so mean!" he wailed, earning another bonk to the head. "I thought we were lovers!"
"What made you think that?" Yuki grumbled, though there was a tell-tale smirk on his face. Shuichi grinned and glomped his lover, seeing past the whole cold front. Cuz' deep inside that old igloo—and we mean really, really, *really* deep—there was a nice toasty warm fire lit on a very, very small match. Well, in Shuichi's very hopeful thoughts, of course.
"Maybe she went out?" Shuichi guessed again, holding onto his lover. "Like remember that time she went to the carnival with her friends and got lost in the house of mirrors? She was stuck in there for two days!"
"Yeah, but that's why I got her a cell phone now... and you got some room to talk, Shuichi. You were stuck with her... and if memory serves me correctly, you even had your cell."
"Mou" was all Shuichi could respond. "But it was her fault! How was *I* supposed to know there were arrows on the ground? And that I had my cell phone in my jacket?"
This time, Yuki did roll his eyes. "But back to the matter at hand, my sister probably forgot her cell phone at home or something. It's not like her to ignore any important calls, especially from you, Nakano."
"Hiro," Shuichi automatically corrected. How long was it going to take Yuki to realize that Hiro was his friend too?
"Hiroshi," Yuki sighed, running a hand through his blonde lockes. He took a look at his watch. "Well, your break is just about over. Maybe you should try again tonight. I'm going to go to the house and check if there are any clues there." He raised his hand in farewell. "I might be late Shuichi, if I'm not home, come to Usagi's—"
"YUUUUUUUUUUUUU-KI!" Both Hiroshi and Yuki sweatdropped as Shuichi attempted to permanently attach himself to Yuki's arm... and succeeding. "You're starting to involve me within your personal matters! I KNEW YOU LOVED ME!!!"
Trying to ignore the many looks they were surely getting, Yuki clawed Shuichi off his arm... with a crowbar. "No, I only said that so you wouldn't attempt to cook again."
"Mou, Yuki! Don't be so mean—!"
"Tell me if you hear anything, Yuki," Hiroshi interrupted, staring intensely into the man's golden eyes. "Call me, okay?"
Yuki blinked at the boy, and fought off a smile. It seemed the boy really cared about his baby sister. "...Okay." But the minute Nakano broke her heart... he would tear out his heart. And rip it to itty bitty shreds. And burn them. And—
Shall we go on?
****
"Aya-kun! Mou, Aya-kun!" "Hnn."
"Aya-kun! OWWW! AYA-KUN!! THAT WAS MY HEAD!"
"Hnn."
Omi tried to keep up as Aya-kun rounded another corner, this time nearly knocking out the poor blonde boy. Poor little Omi-kun. Could he help it he was the smartest in the group and Ken was not? Or that Aya just didn't know the other boys well enough to know that Quatre-kun and Trowa- kun could very well be Omi's match? Well, probably, but that wasn't the issue here. The only issue here was getting to the "Bishounen Senshi" before Setsuna found out that they had found the princess first before Serenity's Angels. Sure, Aya wasn't sure if there were any consequences to not finding the princess in your side of the world, even though Aya was more than sure there weren't, but he'd be damned if Crawford won this whole run around search. Aya WOULD defeat Crawford. Aya WILL defeat Crawford. Aya MUST defeat Crawford. Aya—
"-kun! LOOK OUT!!!"
CRASH!
Omi blushed as he realized the soft satiny thing up top his head was some woman's Victoria's Secret bra. Some *angry* woman's Victoria's Secret bra. Omi groaned. Why did he always allow himself to be in these horribly embarrassing situations? First Omi's birthday when he had received his first thong in the Flower Shop provided by Yohji, and now this...
"PERVERTS!" the woman screamed, beating Omi's head in with her purse while Aya just kept walking, a pair of underwear upon his head as the neared the exit of the airport. "HENTAIS! ECHIIS!"
Omi didn't know what was worse. Being beat in the head with the purse (while the bra began to cover his eyes) or Aya running around another corner and bumping Omi into it, knocking him unconscious.
Today was just such a bad day for blondes.
*****
by Sailor Fantasy!
Track 2: Three Blind Mice
Disclaimer: HAHAHAHAHAHA! I LIVE! I LIVE! HAHAHAHAHHAAHA! YOU DAMN LAWYERS! DON'T YOU KNOW WHEN YOU GET RID OF ME, TWO MORE CRAZY AUTHORS CLAIMING OWNERSHIP WILL ARISE AFTER ME!? HAHAHAHAHAHA!
AN: Wow! I wasn't expecting so many positive reviews ^^. I believe this is the most I ever got for one chapter... or more like, a first chapter anyway. I'm happy so many of you guys liked it! BTW, Aya/Ran and Omi were picked amongst the most voted, so they will be two of the three hot bishies that fall for Usa-chan. I hope you guys really enjoy this chapter.
AN2: These chapter titles have absolutely nothing to do with the chapters. They are just... there... *sweatdrop* Also, quite a few of you (particularly Riru-chan Purr-chan; BTW, arigato!) have brought to my attention that I made Duo seem more like an idiot... and it's not that! Trust me! I love Duo-chan! *glomps him* I did not mean to offend my fellow Duo lovers, and I did not purposely do it to him. It's just this story basically focuses on comedy... and the comedy is in everyone. You can even call it a parody of their characters. But please, don't be offended. I'll try and lay back off of getting carried away... but I can't make any promises. Do we have a deal, readers?
Voting: You guys still can get your one fave bishounen in this story to fall for Usa-chan! VOTE!
Dedications: Everyone who reviewed this fic! Woohoo! Reviewer Responses at the end! And Shout Out to Leirbag-kun for giving me some ideas for the story. It was because of his stupidity in the middle of the street that inspired me to write.
Warnings: Oh yeah. OOC is everywhere in everyone... I think. Or mostly everyone. Ah well. Insanity is a major thing in this chapter. And implied yaoi, because this is a crossover with several animes including Gravitation, one of the best animes of all time. You were forewarned.
Quote of the Update: Silly Rabbit! Trix are for Kids!
******
In favor of fear of further retaliation (i.e., more teddy bear and textbook attacks) and hentai acts (brought to you by Yohji and Schuldich), Brad was chosen to wait for the blonde beauty to wake.
Sighing, he pushed his glasses further up his nose, and leaned back into the chair. His visions told him it would be another hour until the girl woke up. He didn't want to be there, especially since there was much paperwork to be done, but his visions told him with anyone else, there would be more chaos. And plus, he wasn't about to trust Duo in the same room as the girl with his previous stunt. A stunt that will cause him to have a long talk with Duo about listening to Schuldich and Balinese. A long talk that will ensure a headache. Brad made a mental note to take an aspirin later on in the day.... even though he'd probably would need several aspirins in an hour now...
How had he end up with such a job, anyway? He, as far as he could tell, should've still been an assassin under Estet. Takatori was expected to die. Hell, he was a damn koala, after all. How were they supposed to keep an eye on *that* rabid creature? Power was such an easy drug to abuse.
When that lady—Setsuna, was her name—had come for their lives, Schwarz and Weiss laughed in her face. Why not? So many have done so before, and had failed. Were they supposed to fear just one woman in a really short skirt? So they laughed.
Well, until Setsuna bitch slapped Brad and Aya. Then the only laughter that could be heard was Schuldich's, Farfarello's, and Yohji's. But Farfarello is crazy anyway, and Yohji and Schuldich are idiots, so do they really count?
She explained that she was from the future, and that she was taking away their assassin lives. Little did Schwarz and Weiss knew, she had not meant their literal lives... but being Schwarz and Weiss, they thought it. And attacked.
And utterly lost.
It seemed that she was not foolish enough to come alone, and had seven more women with her. Each with a planetary name. Each with an ass kicking ability and element power. So it was no surprise when Nagi was the last one standing after the battle.
She introduced them into another world... their future world, Brad supposed. In a place where Gundams were rebels and all that good crap. There, they were introduced to several young men... the Gundam pilots.
Now, it seemed like the pilots were some sort of descendents of theirs because they made the same naïve mistake Schwarz and Weiss had and attacked.
And utterly, utterly lost.
Even with their ultimate Gundams (here, echo), they had gotten their asses whooped. By women in short skirts. Wow, talk about a blow to a man's ego.
And so they too were also taken to another world... one much unlike either world. One that included rock bands and homosexual rule.
What had this woman gotten them into?
It was here the Setsuna woman decided to explain why she kidnapped them from their own world. Well, after Ken barfed up something that resembled bacon bits and oatmeal. He was obviously suffering from some sort time traveling sickness. Brad had recommended NyQuil. Ken had just glared at him.
Apparently they were here because some princess needed awakening, the world needed protection, and Sailor Moon could provide both. And, if that wasn't enough, Sailor Moon not only was the princess, but an oblivious blonde bubbly teenager with an I.Q. of .30. How, nice. Brad wanted to shoot himself to rid the pain of a headache. Aya had offered to ram his 'justice' katana into his 'turdy' heart, but Brad had politely refused. After all, Aya was the enemy, and any taken mercy from the enemy was seen as a weakness. Well, at least that was the way Wufei had put it.
Setsuna went on to saying they had no choice in the matter, and should they refuse that they would be tortured and killed on the spot. That was not a pleasing way to die.... a woman with a short skirt stomping her staff into your ass. No, not a pleasing way to die at all.
Then she had mentioned of the groups having to merge and form two whole new groups. This was another headache all together.
All three groups were arguing not over who would be in their group... but over the name of the groups. Brad had almost sweatdropped, but as said before, Brad was far too cool for that. Cooler than me, cooler than you, cooler than fanfiction.net. Like, way cooler.
So, Schwarz had of course voted for the name Schwarz for one group, and Weiss had voted for Weiss for the other, but the Gundam guys disagreed wholeheartedly; one because Team Gundam was so much of a cooler name. And two, because they did not know German.
One kid—Quatre, Brad believed his name was—had suggested one team be named "Schweiss" while the other is named Gundam. But since Quatre did not know German, how could he have possibly not known that Schweiss was not a color, and that the name would just not do if it *wasn't* a color? So that was just out of the question.
Other names had popped up too. Schwundam, Schrient (hey, haven't we all wanted to scream with so much stupidity?), Women Hunters, God Haters, Shinigamis Warriors, even Purple Rain. They had jumped Balinese for that one.
Finally, Setsuna had decided on two names that were not to be argued with. The Bishounen Senshi and Serenity's Angels. Brad automatically signed up to the Bishounen Senshi. Not because of vanity, mind you, but because in fear of Farfarello's wrath of his leader becoming an angel. Not that Brad would ever admit it though.
Schuldich and Nagi followed, Schuldich only because he was a conceited Bishounen. Unsurprisingly but still shocking, Balinese signed up too. After all, someone had to spy on Schwarz and Yohji was Bishounen enough to do it. That Duo boy signed up after much consideration, and Wufei did too, though grudgingly, saying that Angels were weak. He earned a high five from Farfarello for that comment.
That left the other six to their own team, Serenity's Angels. They didn't complain about it, but Crawford did notice a death gleam in Abyssinian's eyes directed at him once he realized they were rivals once again after such a short truce. Brad later had Schuldich send a message to Abyssinian. "Don't hate." was the what the message said. Brad wished he could've seen his face, but, alas, Serenity's Angels were sent into the other side of the world... where Brad's people were. That's right people... America. Home of Freedom of Speech, and Home to some of the best mental institutes and crooked businesses. It really was no wonder Brad Crawford had lived there.
A whimper interrupted his thoughts. Brad leaned down while pushing his eyeglasses up with his forefinger again. Was an hour really up now? Looking at his watch, he frowned. No.... only 15 minutes. So what...?
"Waaaaahhhhhhhhhh!" the girl wailed, covering her eyes as soon as she opened them. "I knew I should've went to New York with Daaaaddddddddddyyyyyyyy—!"
Covering his ears after seeing a vision of himself permanently deaf, Brad grit his teeth. Only one thing to do now that she was awake. Taking out his ever present gun, he pointed it at the wailing girl. Her teeth shut with a snap. Smirking at the much desired reaction, he started to put it away. Seeing this, Usagi began to open her mouth. Observing that, Brad took it back out. Noting this, Usagi began to shut her mouth once more. Watching that, Brad began to put his gun back. Rinse. Stir. Repeat. Again. And again. And again, until Brad finally reached nerves end and shot the pillow with his silencer. Usagi screamed.
"MY BOYFRIEND WILL GET YOU FOR THIS!!!"
Brad Crawford frowned. Boyfriend? What boyfriend? She couldn't mean the prince, could she? Frowning, he asked "What boyfriend?"
Usagi smirked, crossing her arms. "You'll see! He's gonna beat you with his guitar!"
And for some strange reason, Brad saw it coming too. And an oncoming headache. He really should've taken that aspirin.
****
Nakano Hiroshi frowned as he ended the call once more for the twenty- seventh time. How did he know? His best friend was counting, of course. "Where could she be? She's not answering anything!"
"She was taken by aliens?" was Shuichi's guess, which, in his opinion, as strange as Usagi was, it probably could happen. He was bonked on the head by his lover as a follow-up.
"My little sister is not some weirdo like you Shuichi!" he barked, nearly rolling his eyes as Shuichi began to tear up. Honestly, he was just as bad as Usagi sometimes.
"Aw Yuki! You don't need to be so mean!" he wailed, earning another bonk to the head. "I thought we were lovers!"
"What made you think that?" Yuki grumbled, though there was a tell-tale smirk on his face. Shuichi grinned and glomped his lover, seeing past the whole cold front. Cuz' deep inside that old igloo—and we mean really, really, *really* deep—there was a nice toasty warm fire lit on a very, very small match. Well, in Shuichi's very hopeful thoughts, of course.
"Maybe she went out?" Shuichi guessed again, holding onto his lover. "Like remember that time she went to the carnival with her friends and got lost in the house of mirrors? She was stuck in there for two days!"
"Yeah, but that's why I got her a cell phone now... and you got some room to talk, Shuichi. You were stuck with her... and if memory serves me correctly, you even had your cell."
"Mou" was all Shuichi could respond. "But it was her fault! How was *I* supposed to know there were arrows on the ground? And that I had my cell phone in my jacket?"
This time, Yuki did roll his eyes. "But back to the matter at hand, my sister probably forgot her cell phone at home or something. It's not like her to ignore any important calls, especially from you, Nakano."
"Hiro," Shuichi automatically corrected. How long was it going to take Yuki to realize that Hiro was his friend too?
"Hiroshi," Yuki sighed, running a hand through his blonde lockes. He took a look at his watch. "Well, your break is just about over. Maybe you should try again tonight. I'm going to go to the house and check if there are any clues there." He raised his hand in farewell. "I might be late Shuichi, if I'm not home, come to Usagi's—"
"YUUUUUUUUUUUUU-KI!" Both Hiroshi and Yuki sweatdropped as Shuichi attempted to permanently attach himself to Yuki's arm... and succeeding. "You're starting to involve me within your personal matters! I KNEW YOU LOVED ME!!!"
Trying to ignore the many looks they were surely getting, Yuki clawed Shuichi off his arm... with a crowbar. "No, I only said that so you wouldn't attempt to cook again."
"Mou, Yuki! Don't be so mean—!"
"Tell me if you hear anything, Yuki," Hiroshi interrupted, staring intensely into the man's golden eyes. "Call me, okay?"
Yuki blinked at the boy, and fought off a smile. It seemed the boy really cared about his baby sister. "...Okay." But the minute Nakano broke her heart... he would tear out his heart. And rip it to itty bitty shreds. And burn them. And—
Shall we go on?
****
"Aya-kun! Mou, Aya-kun!" "Hnn."
"Aya-kun! OWWW! AYA-KUN!! THAT WAS MY HEAD!"
"Hnn."
Omi tried to keep up as Aya-kun rounded another corner, this time nearly knocking out the poor blonde boy. Poor little Omi-kun. Could he help it he was the smartest in the group and Ken was not? Or that Aya just didn't know the other boys well enough to know that Quatre-kun and Trowa- kun could very well be Omi's match? Well, probably, but that wasn't the issue here. The only issue here was getting to the "Bishounen Senshi" before Setsuna found out that they had found the princess first before Serenity's Angels. Sure, Aya wasn't sure if there were any consequences to not finding the princess in your side of the world, even though Aya was more than sure there weren't, but he'd be damned if Crawford won this whole run around search. Aya WOULD defeat Crawford. Aya WILL defeat Crawford. Aya MUST defeat Crawford. Aya—
"-kun! LOOK OUT!!!"
CRASH!
Omi blushed as he realized the soft satiny thing up top his head was some woman's Victoria's Secret bra. Some *angry* woman's Victoria's Secret bra. Omi groaned. Why did he always allow himself to be in these horribly embarrassing situations? First Omi's birthday when he had received his first thong in the Flower Shop provided by Yohji, and now this...
"PERVERTS!" the woman screamed, beating Omi's head in with her purse while Aya just kept walking, a pair of underwear upon his head as the neared the exit of the airport. "HENTAIS! ECHIIS!"
Omi didn't know what was worse. Being beat in the head with the purse (while the bra began to cover his eyes) or Aya running around another corner and bumping Omi into it, knocking him unconscious.
Today was just such a bad day for blondes.
*****