Title: The Time after Shuuchi Watched Kill Bill Vol 1
Author: Emeraldjade
Summary: Shuuchi's easily influenced. And he had been watching too much western films lately. Oh the things he picks up..he's likely to have Yuki climbing up a wall!
Warning: G. very clean
Disclaimer: Last time i checked the name in my birth certificate's not maki murakami so i dont own this. neither do i own a katana. i have no money in the bank, honest.
On with the story, na no da...!
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Yuki abruptly stopped typing.
He sucked agitatedly at his cigarette, hoping that it'll help settle the goosebumps currently running up and down Yuki's body.
But no…it just won't cooperate. Said goosebumps are still there and increasing. Yuki exhaled the deadly smoke and proceeded to puff harder.
No. Yuki is never afraid of anything. It's just Shuuchi's newly acquired skill of spying on people was getting on his nerves.
Yes that's it! He's mad at those invisible eyes currently spying on him from the slightly open doorway. He's mad at the malevolent nature of the stare. He's mad that even though he could not see Shuuchi he could feel the negative energy emanating from the tiny singer and is creeped out because of it.
Waitafuckingminute!
Did he just say he's creeped out?
'Yes you did! I heard!' Inner Yuki said. He himself was not in good shape. He was shaking from head to toe, slumped in the darkest corner of Yuki's mind.
Yuki finally ground the cigarette stub, with unnecessary force, mind you, in the ashtray situated conveniently next to his precious laptop.
Slowly he turned and faced the door.
Slowly.
"You're in my list…." Said the malevolent eyes.
"Shuuchi, will you stop that nonsense or I'll throw you out!" Yuki shouted forcefully, all the accumulated stress that's been building up within him for the past 2 days of Schuuchi's assassin craze, was suddenly given an outlet.
"Eeeep!"
Malevolent eyes panicked and fled. But not before his sheathed samurai sword clattered to the ground next to Yuki's feet. Yuki was left fuming and wondering where in the world Shuuchi got hold of the weapon and who was the idiot who gave the katana to the brat.
He's long overdue for a visit….
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A/N: wow, that was easy to write! so happy... except my Film Studies teacher caught me skiving his lesson just now...ToT. he's so mad...!
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