Disclaimer: I do not own Yami no Matsuei.
Daddy Shinigami!!!
CRASH! BANG! BOOM!!!! "WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" "MIYAMA-CHAN, STOP THAT!!!! AAA! THE VASE! THE VASE!!!" CRASH!
Watari placed his hand on the door knob and looked at Tatsumi and Hisoka who were standing behind him. "Are you sure it's safe to go in now?" Tatsumi nodded silently.
"Are you guys really sure it's safe?" Watari asked again.
"Yes, Yutaka," Tatsumi said impatiently. (Due to the currnet circumstances, they are forced to call each other by their first names.... or else Miyama will suspect something.)
CRASH!!! "WHEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!" "MI-CHAN, PLEASE, STOP!!!" "NO WAY, THIS IS FUN!!! WHEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
"Are you honestly, positively sure that it's safe?" Watari took his hand off the door knob and started to go into thinking mode.
Hisoka sighed. This was getting no where. He opened the door and...
"YAHOO!" Miyama screamed. She was running around the living room, then jumping on the sofa, then sliding down the stairs, hell! She was everywhere in the span of one minute! Poor Tsuzuki was already lying by the side of the sofa, very exhausted.
Hisoka came in as if nothing was wrong here. Tatsumi followed calmly and Watari was behind him, examining the damage in the room. As soon as Tsuzuki saw his friends, he sprouted doggy-ears and ran towards Hisoka. "She ate all my candy," he whimpered.
Hisoka stared at Tsuzuki weirdly, turned his back on him, and started to go to his own room. Tsuzuki then turned to Tatsumi. "Seiichirou..." he whimpered in an even more pathetic (and annoying) manner. Tatsumi patted Tsuzuki at the back and smiled. This made a very jealous Hisoka stop, cross his arms, and face Tsuzuki again. As for Miyama...
"Owl!" she yelled as she saw 003. "Owl! Owl! Owl!" She started to chase 003 around the room. The aforementioned owl, who was surprised when Miyama started dash towards her, left a wonderful little greenish-white mess on the rug.
"Don't worry, Asato," Watari said while cleaning his glasses. "What comes up must come down. Miyama's just probably experiencing a sugar rush. She'll fall asleep sooner or later."
"She's been like that for three hours already..." said Tsuzuki.
"Well then, it might be sooner than we think." Watari laughed. "Miyama-chan," he called. "Please stop chasing 003 around, it's just going to make both of you tired." 003 hid behind her master, with Miyama chasing after it. They ran circles around Watari, the owl trying to escape Miyama and Miyama having a blast in stressing the bird. "And it's making me very dizzy..." Watari added, his eyes turning into little black spirals.
003, finally realizing that she can't hide behind his master, changed his direction and soared towards Hisoka. Miyama ran top speed towards 003, tripped on her shoelaces and, to prevent herself from falling, managed to grab Hisoka's hand.
"Oh no," Tsuzuki mumbled, finally standing up from his crouching position and looking very worried. Tatsumi shook his head while Watari was too busy comforting poor 003 to notice. Anyway, it only took seconds for Miyama's feeling of hyperactivity to seep into Hisoka with his empathic powers...
"YOU BRAT!!!" screamed Hisoka as he lunged at Miyama. "You touched me and now I'm hyperactive like you!"
"AIEEEE!!!!" Miyama screamed as Hisoka chased her around the room. "The bug-eyed monster is going to kill me! Help!"
"That's not all I'm gonna do once I lay my hands on you!" screamed Hisoka. (Naughty, naughty Hisoka... author gets whacked Ow! I didn't mean naughty in that way, you pervs!)
More crashes, bangs and booms can be heard in the house as a thousand more things were broken by the two hyperactive kids. (Okay, technically, Hisoka isn't a kid anymore, unless you're older than him, which I am not...) Tatsumi went to his room to get his notebook so that he can add up all the damage cost because of this hyperactivity. Watari remembered that he had a automatic-gluing-machine that he wanted to test out, so he went inside his lab. So poor Tsuzuki was left not only with one hyperactive kid, but two!
"HELP! The bug-eyed monster is out to get me!"
"Shut up! I am not a bug-eyed monster, you... you... spider-haired twerp!"
CRASH! BANG! BOOM! Now was definitely not a safe day to be in the house of the shinigamis.
Two hours and twenty-six minutes later, the insulin in Miyama's and Hisoka's bodies finally took effect and made them fall into a very deep sleep. Hisoka's head was resting on Tsuzuki's shoulder and Miyama's head was on Hisoka's lap.
"You know what," Watari said. "They're pretty cute when they're asleep."
"Only when they're asleep..." said Tsuzuki, shaking his head.
"Tsuzuki, you idiot..." Hisoka mumbled in his sleep. Miyama opened her eyes briefly, stared at the world in front of her for a split-second and went back to sleep.
"Oh my, looks like they heard you, Tsuzuki..." Watari said.
"Damn that empathic powers of his!" said Tsuzuki. "Why does he have to sense things even when he's asleep? As for Miyama... well..."
Tatsumi put down the book he was reading. "Children are much more sensitive to other people's feelings than adults."
Tsuzuki peered at the book Tatsumi was reading. "Child-raising For Idiots," he read from the title page. "But Tatsumi, why are you reading this?" (Err... because he's an idiot? smile)
"We can't have Miyama destroying more things," Tatsumi said with determination. "Oh, and I also found out that the government doesn't pay enough to those taking care of children so we're still in a big deficit." Tsuzuki and Watari sweatdropped. "The stupid author gave me temporary stupidity so that I won't notice that fact earlier," Tatsumi added, while pushing his glasses up his nose.
"Oh yeah! I just remembered!" Watari announced. "I want to show you my newest invention! It's called the Super-Gluer-2X3!!!" He took out a white box... a plain looking white box with a tube on top and a door on the back.
"As usual," Tatsumi sighed. "No sense of style at all..."
"What's that?" asked Tsuzuki, with little squiggly yellow question marks dancing around his head.
"Watch and be amazed as this machine puts back together this broken vase!" Watari shouted triumphantly as he got the pieces of a broken vase and threw it into the tube on top of the Super-Gluer-2X3. He pressed a button and continued to praise his work as the machine shook and whirred (and coughed worse than a tuberculosis inflicted person). "No more time wasted on putting back together those broken glass wares! No more brain- wracking puzzle solving! A must have for parents with hyperactive children!" The machine stopped jerking like an epileptic. "All done!" Watari said. He opened the machine's door and took out something... err... something that was... well, whatever it was it didn't look like a vase.
"Watari?" asked Tsuzuki, pointing at the vase-shard thing. "What's that?"
"This?" Watari asked back. "Isn't it obvious? It's a vase!" Tsuzuki and Tatsumi sweatdropped. "See," said Watari, pointing to various parts of the so-called 'vase'. "This is where you put the water, and this is where the flower stands. Cute, isn't it?" The sweatdrops hanging from Tsuzuki and Tatsumi's heads grew bigger.
Now to save Watari from further embarrassment and because I don't have anything more in mind to add (stupid writer's block!), I'm just gonna wake up Miyama-chan. So Miyama-chan woke up. (sweatdrops)
Miyama yawned, blinked, and then looked at the sleeping boy beside her. She smiled sweetly, placed her face near his and suddenly screamed "WAKE UP!!! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"
"AUGH!" a startled Hisoka screamed as he well... woke up. "You brat!" he shouted as he faced Miyama. "Why'd you do that?!"
Miyama stuck her tongue at him and made a face. "Beh!"
"I'm glad you two are awake," said Tatsumi in the usual expressionless manner he has that you'd have to be stupid to actually think that he was glad. "I have something to tell you."
"What? What? What" asked Miyama as she bounced on the sofa again and again and again...
Hisoka's reaction? "..." There you go. =)
"I've just enrolled you two in school. Hisoka's high school and Mi- chan's elementary school are just beside each other so it would be easier for us."
"School?!" the two (Miyama and Hisoka) exclaimed. "Hey, wait a minute! Why do I have to go to school?!" asked Hisoka.
"Uncle Hisoka's eyes grow even bigger when he's angry," Miyama mumbled.
"It would be very suspicious if a sixteen year old boy would not go to school," Tatsumi explained.
"But what about my job as a shi-"Tsuzuki clamped Hisoka's mouth shut before he could continue what he was shouting and possibly expose what they really were to the innocent (hehe... innocent...) child beside them.
"That's settled then," Tatsumi concluded. "You two are going to start school tomorrow and that's final."
"Aww... Dad..." Miayama complained. "I don't wanna go to school."
"Oh!" Tsuzuki said. "It's almost dinner time already. What would you guys like me to cook for tonight's meal?"
The three men were silent with dread. Miyama, however had an answer to that question. She looked at 003 maliciously, licked her lips and said, "Fried Owl. I wanna eat fried owl for dinner."
003, enraged by the idea that Miyama wanted to eat her for dinner, started pecking her furiously. Miyama, not wanting to be pecked by an owl who had a very sharp beak, started running away, screaming. Watari, wanting to stop 003 from hurting the kid and vice-versa ran after the two. Tsuzuki, wanting to stop all this commotion, chased after the three shouting that he wouldn't cook 003 and Miyama-chan and the guys could just eat the special pasta that he was going to cook for them. Unfortunately, this caused an even larger commotion as both Hisoka and Tatsumi stood up and ran after Tsuzuki and stop him from cooking his hideous pasta. Now this author, having a very annoying case of writer's block, will end this chapter like this. =P
Daddy Shinigami!!!
CRASH! BANG! BOOM!!!! "WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" "MIYAMA-CHAN, STOP THAT!!!! AAA! THE VASE! THE VASE!!!" CRASH!
Watari placed his hand on the door knob and looked at Tatsumi and Hisoka who were standing behind him. "Are you sure it's safe to go in now?" Tatsumi nodded silently.
"Are you guys really sure it's safe?" Watari asked again.
"Yes, Yutaka," Tatsumi said impatiently. (Due to the currnet circumstances, they are forced to call each other by their first names.... or else Miyama will suspect something.)
CRASH!!! "WHEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!" "MI-CHAN, PLEASE, STOP!!!" "NO WAY, THIS IS FUN!!! WHEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
"Are you honestly, positively sure that it's safe?" Watari took his hand off the door knob and started to go into thinking mode.
Hisoka sighed. This was getting no where. He opened the door and...
"YAHOO!" Miyama screamed. She was running around the living room, then jumping on the sofa, then sliding down the stairs, hell! She was everywhere in the span of one minute! Poor Tsuzuki was already lying by the side of the sofa, very exhausted.
Hisoka came in as if nothing was wrong here. Tatsumi followed calmly and Watari was behind him, examining the damage in the room. As soon as Tsuzuki saw his friends, he sprouted doggy-ears and ran towards Hisoka. "She ate all my candy," he whimpered.
Hisoka stared at Tsuzuki weirdly, turned his back on him, and started to go to his own room. Tsuzuki then turned to Tatsumi. "Seiichirou..." he whimpered in an even more pathetic (and annoying) manner. Tatsumi patted Tsuzuki at the back and smiled. This made a very jealous Hisoka stop, cross his arms, and face Tsuzuki again. As for Miyama...
"Owl!" she yelled as she saw 003. "Owl! Owl! Owl!" She started to chase 003 around the room. The aforementioned owl, who was surprised when Miyama started dash towards her, left a wonderful little greenish-white mess on the rug.
"Don't worry, Asato," Watari said while cleaning his glasses. "What comes up must come down. Miyama's just probably experiencing a sugar rush. She'll fall asleep sooner or later."
"She's been like that for three hours already..." said Tsuzuki.
"Well then, it might be sooner than we think." Watari laughed. "Miyama-chan," he called. "Please stop chasing 003 around, it's just going to make both of you tired." 003 hid behind her master, with Miyama chasing after it. They ran circles around Watari, the owl trying to escape Miyama and Miyama having a blast in stressing the bird. "And it's making me very dizzy..." Watari added, his eyes turning into little black spirals.
003, finally realizing that she can't hide behind his master, changed his direction and soared towards Hisoka. Miyama ran top speed towards 003, tripped on her shoelaces and, to prevent herself from falling, managed to grab Hisoka's hand.
"Oh no," Tsuzuki mumbled, finally standing up from his crouching position and looking very worried. Tatsumi shook his head while Watari was too busy comforting poor 003 to notice. Anyway, it only took seconds for Miyama's feeling of hyperactivity to seep into Hisoka with his empathic powers...
"YOU BRAT!!!" screamed Hisoka as he lunged at Miyama. "You touched me and now I'm hyperactive like you!"
"AIEEEE!!!!" Miyama screamed as Hisoka chased her around the room. "The bug-eyed monster is going to kill me! Help!"
"That's not all I'm gonna do once I lay my hands on you!" screamed Hisoka. (Naughty, naughty Hisoka... author gets whacked Ow! I didn't mean naughty in that way, you pervs!)
More crashes, bangs and booms can be heard in the house as a thousand more things were broken by the two hyperactive kids. (Okay, technically, Hisoka isn't a kid anymore, unless you're older than him, which I am not...) Tatsumi went to his room to get his notebook so that he can add up all the damage cost because of this hyperactivity. Watari remembered that he had a automatic-gluing-machine that he wanted to test out, so he went inside his lab. So poor Tsuzuki was left not only with one hyperactive kid, but two!
"HELP! The bug-eyed monster is out to get me!"
"Shut up! I am not a bug-eyed monster, you... you... spider-haired twerp!"
CRASH! BANG! BOOM! Now was definitely not a safe day to be in the house of the shinigamis.
Two hours and twenty-six minutes later, the insulin in Miyama's and Hisoka's bodies finally took effect and made them fall into a very deep sleep. Hisoka's head was resting on Tsuzuki's shoulder and Miyama's head was on Hisoka's lap.
"You know what," Watari said. "They're pretty cute when they're asleep."
"Only when they're asleep..." said Tsuzuki, shaking his head.
"Tsuzuki, you idiot..." Hisoka mumbled in his sleep. Miyama opened her eyes briefly, stared at the world in front of her for a split-second and went back to sleep.
"Oh my, looks like they heard you, Tsuzuki..." Watari said.
"Damn that empathic powers of his!" said Tsuzuki. "Why does he have to sense things even when he's asleep? As for Miyama... well..."
Tatsumi put down the book he was reading. "Children are much more sensitive to other people's feelings than adults."
Tsuzuki peered at the book Tatsumi was reading. "Child-raising For Idiots," he read from the title page. "But Tatsumi, why are you reading this?" (Err... because he's an idiot? smile)
"We can't have Miyama destroying more things," Tatsumi said with determination. "Oh, and I also found out that the government doesn't pay enough to those taking care of children so we're still in a big deficit." Tsuzuki and Watari sweatdropped. "The stupid author gave me temporary stupidity so that I won't notice that fact earlier," Tatsumi added, while pushing his glasses up his nose.
"Oh yeah! I just remembered!" Watari announced. "I want to show you my newest invention! It's called the Super-Gluer-2X3!!!" He took out a white box... a plain looking white box with a tube on top and a door on the back.
"As usual," Tatsumi sighed. "No sense of style at all..."
"What's that?" asked Tsuzuki, with little squiggly yellow question marks dancing around his head.
"Watch and be amazed as this machine puts back together this broken vase!" Watari shouted triumphantly as he got the pieces of a broken vase and threw it into the tube on top of the Super-Gluer-2X3. He pressed a button and continued to praise his work as the machine shook and whirred (and coughed worse than a tuberculosis inflicted person). "No more time wasted on putting back together those broken glass wares! No more brain- wracking puzzle solving! A must have for parents with hyperactive children!" The machine stopped jerking like an epileptic. "All done!" Watari said. He opened the machine's door and took out something... err... something that was... well, whatever it was it didn't look like a vase.
"Watari?" asked Tsuzuki, pointing at the vase-shard thing. "What's that?"
"This?" Watari asked back. "Isn't it obvious? It's a vase!" Tsuzuki and Tatsumi sweatdropped. "See," said Watari, pointing to various parts of the so-called 'vase'. "This is where you put the water, and this is where the flower stands. Cute, isn't it?" The sweatdrops hanging from Tsuzuki and Tatsumi's heads grew bigger.
Now to save Watari from further embarrassment and because I don't have anything more in mind to add (stupid writer's block!), I'm just gonna wake up Miyama-chan. So Miyama-chan woke up. (sweatdrops)
Miyama yawned, blinked, and then looked at the sleeping boy beside her. She smiled sweetly, placed her face near his and suddenly screamed "WAKE UP!!! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"
"AUGH!" a startled Hisoka screamed as he well... woke up. "You brat!" he shouted as he faced Miyama. "Why'd you do that?!"
Miyama stuck her tongue at him and made a face. "Beh!"
"I'm glad you two are awake," said Tatsumi in the usual expressionless manner he has that you'd have to be stupid to actually think that he was glad. "I have something to tell you."
"What? What? What" asked Miyama as she bounced on the sofa again and again and again...
Hisoka's reaction? "..." There you go. =)
"I've just enrolled you two in school. Hisoka's high school and Mi- chan's elementary school are just beside each other so it would be easier for us."
"School?!" the two (Miyama and Hisoka) exclaimed. "Hey, wait a minute! Why do I have to go to school?!" asked Hisoka.
"Uncle Hisoka's eyes grow even bigger when he's angry," Miyama mumbled.
"It would be very suspicious if a sixteen year old boy would not go to school," Tatsumi explained.
"But what about my job as a shi-"Tsuzuki clamped Hisoka's mouth shut before he could continue what he was shouting and possibly expose what they really were to the innocent (hehe... innocent...) child beside them.
"That's settled then," Tatsumi concluded. "You two are going to start school tomorrow and that's final."
"Aww... Dad..." Miayama complained. "I don't wanna go to school."
"Oh!" Tsuzuki said. "It's almost dinner time already. What would you guys like me to cook for tonight's meal?"
The three men were silent with dread. Miyama, however had an answer to that question. She looked at 003 maliciously, licked her lips and said, "Fried Owl. I wanna eat fried owl for dinner."
003, enraged by the idea that Miyama wanted to eat her for dinner, started pecking her furiously. Miyama, not wanting to be pecked by an owl who had a very sharp beak, started running away, screaming. Watari, wanting to stop 003 from hurting the kid and vice-versa ran after the two. Tsuzuki, wanting to stop all this commotion, chased after the three shouting that he wouldn't cook 003 and Miyama-chan and the guys could just eat the special pasta that he was going to cook for them. Unfortunately, this caused an even larger commotion as both Hisoka and Tatsumi stood up and ran after Tsuzuki and stop him from cooking his hideous pasta. Now this author, having a very annoying case of writer's block, will end this chapter like this. =P