Rea: hey hey hey! wow…chapter 18…geez! Anyways, that song down there is just fun and I love it 'cause it's funny. Plus, it was on the radio while I was typing this, so it got stuck in my head…XP! That's okay. Here's a local update of my life: I LOVE FRUITS BASKET:evil laughter: I love it and I can't help it! I'm obsessed right now and I'm angry with Borders for not having #3. However, YuYu Hakusho is still my favorite so no one has to worry their pretty little heads over it! Harlequinn, do the disclaimer thingy for me.
Harlequinn: No! Why should I?
Rea: I'll put you in the next chapter if you do:big puppy dog eyes:
Harlequinn: You look ridiculous, Rea. Stop it.
Rea: Only if you do the disclaimer.
Harlequinn:sighs: fine. Rea does not own YuYu Hakusho, Borders, Michael's, Dollar Store or "Almost" by Bowling for Soup. If she did, she would be very, very rich. But she's not. She's poor. Absolutely filthy stinking—
Rea: THANK YOU, HARLEQUINN! Ahem. Anyways, on with the story. Stupid duck.
Chapter 18
"You know those fake flowers that they sell at Dollar Store and Michael's? Sure, they look just as good, and they're easier to manage, but they smell like plastic. Nothing beats the original."
-Michelle
Minna walked up the stairs to her room and slammed the door behind her. Her stereo was blasting Bowling for Soup at its maximum level and the walls were shaking. Minna nodded her head to the music and sang along as she read a magazine:
"I almost got drunk at school at 14,
Where I almost made out with the Homecoming Queen
Who almost went on to be Miss Texas,
But lost to a slut with much bigger breasts
And, I almost dropped out to move to L.A.
Where I was almost famous for almost a day
And I almost had you and I didn't even know it.
Almost loved you, and I didn't even know it.
You kept me guessing and now I'm destined to spend my time missing you,
And I almost wished you would have loved me too.
Well, I almost held up a grocery store
Where I almost did five years and then seven more
'Cause I almost got in a fight with a thug
'Cause he almost made off with a bunch of the drugs
That I almost got hooked on cause you ran away
And I almost wished that I would have asked you to stay
and I almost had—"
Knock-knock-knock. "Minna?"
Minna looked around her room trying to look for the source of the noise but shrugged it off, loosing herself in the music once again. She turned a page in her magazine when her door opened. Minna glared at the figure standing in the doorway and turned her music off.
"Can I help you?" Minna asked coldly. The figure walked into the room and revealed themselves as a happy looking Icama.
"Sorry about earlier, Minna. I was in a bad mood," Icama smiled, walking over to Minna and throwing the magazine to the bedside table. "That time of month and everything, you know?"
Minna groaned. "Whatever, Icama. What do you want?"
Icama looked hurt. "I wanted to apologize," tears began to form in Icama's eyes as she looked at Minna with huge puppy-dog eyes. "Because I wasn't being nice all I wanted to do was apologize to you and you think that I want something from you!" Icama began to sob and Minna got very uncomfortable. She wasn't exactly the world's expert on how to handle this.
"Um, look Icama, it's fine. You're forgiven, okay? Please stop crying!" Minna knelt down and tried to look at Icama's eyes. Icama covered them and continued to sob, tears flowing down her cheeks. "Icama! Please stop crying! How about we go get ice cream, okay? Would that make you feel better?"
Icama hiccupped and her tears continued to flow. Minna stood and looked around, trying desperately to find a way out of making Icama feel better. It wasn't her strong suit, as Minna was repeatedly told. Icama suddenly sobbed much louder.
"You hate me, don't you? I knew it! You really do hate me, Minna! Why do you hate me so much!" Icama sobbed.
"No, no, no! I don't hate you, Icama! What would make you feel better, Icama?" Minna asked, placing her hands on Icama's shoulders. Icama gazed into Minna's eyes and stopped crying suddenly. Minna had a puzzled look on her face until she realized what was happening.
Minna was no longer able to move her arms or legs and was barely able to glare at the smirking Icama.
"You should have known what would happen, Minna," Icama said gleefully. "You have experienced my paralyzing poison once before. I would have thought that you would have learned. Although, I was counting on your thickheaded-ness to get you to forget for this time. Everything worked according to plan, little Minna."
Minna was sweating with the effort of glaring at Icama. What was she talking about?
"Oh, you don't remember do you? It was a long time ago, when we first met. You snuck up behind me and tried to turn me around when I got scared and paralyzed you. Yes, it was long ago, but it all works out. You've forgotten, but it works to my advantage. You're distrusting, but you worry about your loved ones. You're very naïve with the people you love, little Minna." Icama wrenched Minna's hands off of her shoulders and forced her to the ground. "Have a nice sleep, Brightest Dark."
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Rea: I know it's short and I'm sorry! It's been such a busy week! I have a project for 4H due and we went shopping for supplies today and yesterday we were up in the mountains and the five days before that I was loaded down with homework! EVIL SCHOOL!
CrazyDeafGirl: lol. you actually counted your weekly yards? haha…you're funny, Ali.
Hiei'scutegirl: thanks for reviewing!
