Bird: Hi! This is my third fanfic that's bein' published. Ummm… If you like this story, then be cautioned, I have a horrible updating schedule… But seriously, who's coming back to read this? But for those who do, you guys have to tell me if it's going to be Yuki/Tohru or Kyo/Tohru. I'm gonna trying to make it go both ways in this chapter, so there is room to change it.


"Look out beloooooow!" a girl shouted. She plummeted down the bunk bed, managed a hasty half-twist, and landed swiftly on the floor. Her black hair drifted behind her. It was perfect form. No loud crashes or booms, which was essential in the art… of bunk bed diving, aka dropping 6 feet from the ground. She pressed her hands on the hardwood floor to soften her landing, her mussed-up hair shadowing her face.

"Soooo…. What does the judge have to say? Will the win go to Jane or Kailin? So, Mina, whaddaya got to say about the 1st ever annual Bunk-Bed Diver's tournament?" I announced, with a supreme, overpowering tone like an annoying announcer. I even gave a few nimble hand motions to dramatize the whole effect.

"It's a toughie, you gotta admit, people, but… Kailin, who went first, did the most beautiful double-pipe, but her landing was sort of rough, there, Frances," Mina replied, facing a tough decision.

"Unfortunately, Jane barely met the standards of 'something cool and gymnastic-y' during her drop… nor was she supposed to fall on her hands! So, I'm gonna give the 1st place award to… KAILIN! Congratulations, Kailin," Mina proclaimed. Us four girls cheered.

"Hooray for Kailin! Do I hear a WHOOP-WHOOT?" I shouted.

"Whoot-whoot!" everyone exclaimed. The four of us, Jane, Kailin, Mina, and me, were best of friends. It was a slumber party. Everyone was dancing around in our jammies. To retire and properly expire my post as announcer, I said,

"We'll be back next time, on Crazy Slumber Stunts!" Us girls cheered like silly fans. We were in Japan cruising around.

"Did you see the bathrooms? They got toilets that automatically give perfume after you flush. Niiiiice," Jane mentioned.

"I know, seriously, that's wacked up!" I cried, furrowing my eyebrows. "Although it does have a nice fruity scent." We were having the time of our lives. Kailin, who hadn't ventured into the bathrooms yet, asked,

"Ooooh, do they have automatic soap dispensers, too?" Her body shook with the excitement of high-tech bathrooms and a whole summer vacation in Japan.

"You betcha, they got the whole enchilada," Jane commented, whistling in amazement.

"Oh, jeez, my new bra is falling off," grumbled Mina. "Everyone steer clear of the bathroom until I'm changed. I am gonna have ta change into my old bra. Too bad, I liked my new bra! It has cute fuzzy-wuzzies jumping around in the clouds!" Mina whined.

"Oh, well, you could've just said you had to go and snatched your bra. Imagining your bra falling off is just nightmare…" I said, closing my eyes and rubbing my temples, pretending that the thought was poisoning my mind and I had to get it out.

"Oh, ha, ha, ha, very funny, but really, STEER CLEAR!" Mina screamed. When she slammed the bathroom door, we said in unison,

"You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?" We snatched Mina's new bra that she had ripped off to make room for her old one, and Kailin had the honors of hiding it behind her back.

"AIEEE!" We heard the muffled scream of our beloved friend. We threw the bra aside and rushed in. Mina was there, fully dressed, giggling madly.

"Gotcha!" she replied to our pale faces. Perhaps the wind was blowing too hard that day, but Mina's long, red hair whipped across her face and stung her eyes. "Ah!" she winced from the sting and stumbled backwards.

"MINA!" everyone cried. She fell from the open window from two stories up. Down, down, down, her body became a smaller and smaller purple little speck. We winced, prepared to hear the splat of our friend, but it never came.

"Huh?" I whispered, dumbfounded. "Mina?" I called down. The only reply was my faint echo, mimicking me. The rest of us three dashed down the stairs outside where Mina should've landed. What we saw scared us out of our wits.

What we three saw was a boy we had never seen around at the hotel. He had grey hair and dreamy purple eyes. And he was cautiously holding Mina by the arms. There were two next to him. A girl with brown hair and big hazel eyes along with a orange-headed boy who looked like a real hothead. We approached them. Who were they? What business did they have at the dead hour of night roaming the courtyard garden?


CRASH!

"You're going to have to fix that, baka neko, as it is your own idiotic fault," Yuki said coolly, wiping dust off his shoulders. He walked briskly away, once again winning Kyo in a fight. Kyo moaned in pain, because his body was in an awkward position. His body was balancing on his thick head of bright orange hair, while his legs were sticking up, leaning on the now broken wall.

"K-k-k-k-yo-o-o!" Tohru cried, alarmed, and rushed to his side. "Are you alright!"

"I'm… fine," Kyo growled.

"Are you sure? Please rest, I'll get you some ice—" Tohru started.

"I'M FREAKING FINE, NOW, OKAY!" Kyo shouted. It was what happened when Kyo was in a crabby mood. And boy was Kyo in a crabby mood, after being defeated by Yuki for the hundredth time. Tohru was startled and hurt by the comment. She had just been trying to help, but in a heartbeat forgave Kyo. He's just been having a rough time, Tohru thought.

"Grr… I've been beaten by that damn rat a hundred times, but I shall have my reve—" Kyo growled, sitting up from his awkward position, ignoring the crumbling wall that was beginning to give way. It rudely chose to fall right when Kyo was talking.

"ACKK!" Tohru yelped. She jumped back from the shattered wall like it was an evil demon of a spirit.

"Miss Honda! Are you alright?" Yuki asked, rushing down the stairs at full speed. By the time he realized Tohru was about to crash into him, he skidded to a stop, trying to cut down the momentum by grabbing the wall, but all in vain. Tohru fell into his arms anyways. POOF!

"I'm so sooorry!" wailed Tohru, blubbering that it was all her fault, looking back and forth between an unconscious, crushed Kyo and a little grey rat.

"No, no, it's okay, Miss Honda, just let me regain myself," Yuki said, sighing. Tohru, with her tear-stained face, nodded and gave another apology. Then, she trodded off sadly, still babbling along the way. As she headed into the kitchen to make lunch since it was break and they didn't have anything planned (like going out into the summer house), Yuki transformed back. POOF! What a relief, Yuki thought, taking his oriental-style shirt with traditional Chinese knots going through the middle. Then, he picked up his wrinkled black slacks, tidy whities (A/N: or, I guess if you think Yuki is a guy who where's boxers, then he picked up his boxers. But I dunno, Yuki seems like a tidy-whity guy to me), and his socks, then went upstairs to change properly in his room.

Kyo fluttered open his eyes, his pupils adjusting to the light. At first it was blurry and dark. Then, he saw a worried face crooning over him. His forehead was very cold, so he lifted his hand to touch his forehead. Instead of finding skin, he found something bumpy, plasticky and freezing cold. It took a few seconds for his mind to compute that it was an icepack. Suddenly, it all came back to him. He shot up, throwing whoever-it-was's hands off, along with the ice pack. The icepack landed on the person's face. Kyo looked over to see who the person was, expecting to see Shigure. He wouldn't have minded to see the icepack land on Shigure's perverted face, but it wasn't Shigure. Then it hit him: of course, it was Tohru! Kyo still wasn't used to Tohru. But then again, who else would unearth an unconscious Kyo under a pile of debris and get him an ice pack?

"Tohru, izzat you?" Kyo asked, his words were a bit slurred from the hit with the wall. The icepack slid off Tohru's face, revealing a surprised Tohru. Most people would have just been plain pissed off. (A/N: Oops! I mean ticked off) That's what Kyo liked about her. Wait a darn minute, Kyo thought, LIKE! Who am I kidding? She's too freakin' naïve. /Suuure./ another voice said to Kyo in the back of his mind. Kyo scowled and said, "Well, I asked you a question! Is that Tohru!" Kyo called.

"I-it's me…" Tohru said bashfully. "Now go to sleep again, Kyo-kun, or else you won't recover properly," she insisted. Tohru had finished cooking lunch, and Yuki was eating his leeks avidly, yet still keeping his manners.

"This is outstanding, Miss Honda," Yuki complimented. He polished off his bowl and placed it in the sink. Then, he said, "Would you like to join me in the secret base?"

"Oh! I'd love to! Thank you Yuki-kun!" she said. After they agreed to meet in five minutes, she pulled on her coat and frantically rushed on the door, tripping a couple times. As she passed the living room where Kyo was lying awake on the couch, she wheezed,

"I must get to the secret base! I'm going to be late!" Kyo was curious, as cats are curious, and threw off the fleece blanket and ice pack and followed Tohru out the door, sneaking behind her. Yuki was already waiting at the secret base, thinking, I really want to say to Miss Honda that… I'd really like to spend more time with her and… Oh, I'll just think of it as I go along, I'm too nervous… Yuki was wringing sweaty palms and pulled out a handkerchief to dab his wet forehead. Tohru arrived, panting, and managed,

"Am I late?"

"No, Miss Honda, right on time," Yuki replied, smiling. A real smile. Tohru had unlocked a feeling that Yuki never knew possible. Yuki could smile. Not an evil or cold or creepy smile, not just upturned lip ends, but a real sparkle of happiness. Ssss. A rustle of leaves caught Yuki's attention. Someone was here. Obviously not just an ordinary person, but a person who had decent training in martial arts, for Yuki had barely heard the rustle itself. He was about to mistake it for the wind, but finally he caught a flash of orange hair. Yuki's heart skipped a beat. In his shock, he fell silent and flabbergasted. Why was that baka neko here?

Tohru looked worriedly at Yuki. He looked frightened. Instinct took over, and Tohru muttered something even she herself didn't understand.

"Bien siang ching," she whispered. It sounded like gibberish. But apparently, it wasn't, as the surroundings changed and warped. It became a swirl of colors, and she felt her feet leave the ground, falling. The only thing she recognized was Yuki and… Kyo! How did Kyo get caught in this! Tohru scolded herself for putting them in harm's way by doing magic.

The next thing the trio knew, they landed in a bush. Yuki was first to gain his senses and stand up in the dark place. He touched the ground, hoping it would be a clue to where the heck they were. It was normal wet grass. Nothing helpful. Then, he heard a girl cry: "AIEEEE!" and the maiden dressed oddly in a loose purple shirt and pants fell down from a window in a two-story building. Yuki quickly caught her, and luckily caught her without embracing her. The girl had fainted from the terror of falling. After the exhilarating experience, he heard other voices.

"Mina!"

"Mina where are you!"

And finally, he saw them. Three girls. He hoped that they came in peace.


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