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Warning: Eventually this will contain sexual situations between men. If you don't like, don't read. Also contains some language.

Author's Note: This takes place when Hatori, Ayame, and Shigure are in high school. Please let me know what you think. Thanks.

Back to the Drawing Board

Plan B: Buzz

Over a week had passed since the mishap at the red light district and things had gone back to normal (as normal as possible for the three of them). Neither Ayame nor Shigure had said anything more about the arrangement and Hatori wondered if they had decided to forget about it. That idea caused both relief and disappointment.

"Ha'ri," Ayame said from behind him after gym class. "Come to my house, tonight. We'll have the house to ourselves."

Hatori rubbed his sweaty palms together in anticipation. It would certainly be easier to go through with it in a deserted house rather than an alley way. He hoped that Shigure and Ayame would be able to help him out. His right arm had been very sore lately.

"I thought you told me we had the place to ourselves?" Hatori scowled at the wide eyed child before him with disgust. The child in turn wound a finger in his dark silver hair.

"Oh, Ha'ri, you came." Ayame grabbed him by the shoulders and air kissed both of his cheeks. Shigure was lounging in a chair reading a magazine.

Yuki looked down sadly not sure why his older cousin was so displeased, but knowing it was somehow his fault, "Hello, Hatori-san."

"What's he doing here?" Hatori asked point blank. "I thought we were…" he trailed off..

"Well, I did too. Except at the last minute I got stuck babysitting. But I don't plan to let this…" he pointed to Yuki, "spoil our fun." Ayame kneeled down so that he was eye level with his seven-year-old brother. "Now, Yuki, you need to go to your room, lock yourself in like a good boy, and ignore any strange noises you might hear. There that's settled." Ayame beamed at Hatori. Yuki stayed where he was looking confused.

"You've got to be kidding." Hatori shook his head in disgust.

"Well, I could always send him to spend the night with Akito…" Ayame mentioned thoughtfully.

They heard a door slam and lock upstairs. Yuki had disappeared.

Hatori glared at his cousin.

Ayame smiled triumphantly. "We won't have to worry about him for the rest of the night."

Shigure clicked his tongue and shook his head sadly. "Really, Aaya, a day will come when you'll wish you were nicer to your dear, cute little brother. You should count yourself lucky. I've always wanted a little brother. Someone who could look up to me and be molded in my image."

"That's a scary thought." Hatori replied.

"Hmph." Ayame answered.

The three of them sat around the T.V. watching a martial arts movie.

"The writers should be shot." Shigure mentioned. "Who talks like that?"

"No, No, the one who should be shot is whoever decided to put the poor man in red spandex. Yuck!" Ayame was biting on a long strand of his white hair.

"Would you two just shut up and let me watch the movie?" Hatori requested.

Shigure and Ayame met eyes and stood to go to the kitchen. "We'll be back," Ayame called. "We promise not to keep you waiting."

Hatori rolled his eyes and went back to watching the movie.

His cousins returned from the kitchen with a cup. Ayame handed it to Hatori as Shigure said, "Drink this. It should loosen you up a bit."

It smelled like hard liquor. Hatori smiled hoping it would actually work. He took a few sips before blacking out.

"Do you think we killed him?" he heard Shigure say as if through a tent of insulation. "What exactly did you slip in his drink, Aaya?"

"Oh, dear me!" Ayame exclaimed. "I forgot that we weren't supposed to mix that strange aphrodisiac with alcohol." He threw his face into Hatori's chest and wailed, "Oh, Ha'ri, will you ever forgive me? I killed you only because I loved you."

Hatori groaned, signaling he was still alive, before throwing up all over Ayame.

Hatori came up behind Shigure the next day. "How's Aaya?" he asked, although he didn't feel in the least bit guilty.

"Oh, probably still soaking in bath oils," Shigure answered nonchalantly.

Hatori smirked.

"Ha'ri?" Shigure asked. "How would you like it if the three of us went away together for the long weekend?"

"Just fine," Hatori answered, "but somehow I doubt Akito will let us."

Shigure smiled smugly.

Akito had thrown a fit when he was told and forbid them to go, but after Shigure had whispered something in his ear which caused his eyes to widen, he had reluctantly agreed. Hatori decided he probably didn't want to know what his cousin had said to the ten-year-old.

Four days alone with his crazy cousins. Hatori was both excited and concerned for his life. What would they think up next?

TBC (To be continued)

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