Disclaimer: I don't own any of Clamp's characters. The original lyrics of the Communist International belong to Eugene Pottier.

Author's Thanks: wchan39, Nakamura Michiyo, Fion darling, I have no idea about anything from CCS so please leave me a more specific description of what abuse Suppii is going through, R Junkie Gengetsu? From where? What happened to him? Morithil I thank you very much! galenhiril I love your name! Sadako Sumeragi I thought of Ueda but sadly the whole bullshit with Yumie (not Yumiko….ah, WAY too much Hellsing) ended up in a good, happy, romantic way so he'd get kick out of the strike pretty quickly. But thank you anyways! 1999Nataklover…dear….I'm a big girl, I get busy at times but thank you very much for waiting.

And also many thanxs to whoever wrote the Concise Oxford Thesaurus which helped me find the various words for 'evil' for this chapter and for the words 'thrust', 'erection' (oops) and 'caress' in my various lemons. I do not, however, thank it for writing that Cervix (a part of a woman's reproducing system) is another word for 'neck'…..I almost wrote Sei-chan kissed Fuma's cervix…..what a shame that would be….

I APOLOGIZE! For updating after such a long time. I've begun this course that teaches you towards university entrance exam and I've drowned in homework. Sumimasen…..gomen asai……stops before she starts sounding like the Onsen keeper in Fruits Basket who, BTW, sounds like Hokuto in slow motion, ne?

Warning: due to the nature of this particular chapter there will be abundant sexually-connected puns and innuendoes and many many evil deeds. And if you don't know who Anderson is…..go watch/read Hellsing……Willis…..

Chapter 3 – the House of the Rising (Evil) Bishie

Early the next morning Kamui was woken up from his peaceful slumber by the sound of a truck going reveres and it's warning "beep….beep" sound.

He walked down the stairs to look outside and met Karen stepping up to the house's door.

"Kasumi-san! Good morning!" he yawned, surprised to see her.

"Good morning to you too Kamui!" she smiled sweetly at him "How is your strike going? How's Sumeragi-san?"

"Oh, it's going great; we already have several new members. Subaru's okay I guess, he's leading us to a good strike!"

"Oh he's leading you then?"

"Yeah, with him being the eldest and probably the one with the longest experience of Clamp abuse over the years…….by the way, Kasumi-san" Kamui mumbled after digging into his memory enough to retrieve Karen's life story "don't you want to be one of us….with your mother and your current job and all"

Karen stared at Kamui bewildered, and then smiled again "Nope. I'm fine, really. I have my own little pleasures" she smiled secretly, making Kamui wonder what were they, were they connected to her profession and if so, in what positions was she when she had these little pleasures….more then that he wondered if she'll give him instructions or descriptions….maybe pictures if he asks her.

Upstairs on the second floor, in his bed, Subaru tossed in his sleep moaning in frustration.

"My, looks like someone is moving into the house next to yours" Karen suddenly said, tearing Kamui from his early morning fantasies.

Dragging his mind out of the gutter, Kamui began comprehending the trucks loaded with furniture and equipment that began pouring their content into the little matching cottage next to theirs.

"I wonder who it is…" Karen mumbled out Kamui's thoughts "oh well, look at the time! I have to be going, have fun now kids!" she smiled and waved her goodbyes, leaping her way across the rooftops back to her soap land.

Kamui would have trailed her barely covered body but something ominous caught his eye:

There was a man who was banging a sign into the ground at the front of the house.

The sign read "HOUSE OF THE RISING (EVIL) BISHIE"

A cold shudder ran down his spine again and suddenly Kamui really wanted to be under his cozy duvet and asleep to block out this cruel and evil world where Clamp rule and do as they like.

At about 11:00AM a knock was heard on the door of the Union's house.

Accidentally being the one nearest to it, Kamui went to answer the door.

On the other side stood a heavily smug and smirking Fuma with an equally smug and smirking dark, tall, spiky haired man dressed in black, with multiple ear piercing, two mismatched eyes and big black feathered wings.

Kamui blinked a few times at the sight of the other man he never saw before.

"Kamui" his twin star purred evilly like only an evil bishie of Clamp's creation can purr.

After having enough time out of his miserable life's plot, Kamui managed to sit and think of ways he may fight Fuma back that do not include large scale energy blasts. He came up with an idea he was now about to experiment.

He blinked innocently a few times and answered "Fuma"

Fuma did not flinch, not as much as he was on the inside anyways, and retained his cool, evil and smug demeanor. "Kamui" he purred again, mixing it with a snarl this time.

Kamui let a little smile itch the edge of his lips and glared at his twin star "Fuma"

"K-a-m-u-i" Fuma was snarling now.

"Dude!" the other dark man suddenly called out with a deep manly voice "You can't even make your uke say your name properly!" he hung mismatched scornful eyes at Fuma who glared back at him.

"I am not his uke!" Kamui snarled.

"Man! He even denies your ownership of him….tssk…..you should have told me you're your uke's lap dog 'Fuma'" the man laughed on.

"Shut up Kakuyo!" Fuma snarled angrily, hanging his worst death glares at the devil's son until he went quiet and frightened enough.

"What do you want, Fuma?" his twin star's presence here did not please Kamui at all, he was getting restless.

"We just wanted to say hello to our new neighbors" Kakuyo smirked, oozing evil.

"N….neighbors?" the dread began nagging Kamui again, his body covered in sweat all of a sudden. Cold sweat, like he was waking up yet still living in a nightmare.

"Yes, Clamp are gathering all their evil bishies to the house next to yours. Our job is to deal centralized abuse at you until you'll give in, return to your roles and give up this silly attempt of yours at a strike" Fuma's sinister nature began glowing out of him.

Kamui was blue and shaking with fear now "A……all of Clamp's e….evils…..are….gathered to abuse us….?" He whimpered in a high pitched voice.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssssssssssssssssss" Kakuyo hissed, his father's genes showing.

It took Kamui some time to recover from his shock and mind numbing fear to realize that these two fiendish things enjoyed his quaking.

He shook himself and took a combatant pose. "Well…..it's on then! You'll never break us! NEVEEEEEEER!" he screamed until he was safe back inside the house, in his room, under his bed, covered by his blanket and whimpering like a little girl.

Sai looked out of the window to the house next door, examining her two new neighbors "Eh, I don't think these two brats will do us much harm, if they are what Clamp count on as a way to bring us back"

Then both her and Subaru, who was joining her at the window to observe the two youths, saw Mr. Evil with a capital EEEEEEEE also known as Sakurazuka(mori) Seishiro walk up to the house with two neat Armani suitcases in hand.

"Oh……..my….." they said unanimously.

The door of the House of the Rising (Evil) Bishie or the HR(E)B as I will call it from now on opened to Seishiro and a merry Fuma burst out of it to welcome the Sakurazukamori with a long, nefarious "MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

He "MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"ed and "BUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"ed for about half an hour during which Seishiro stood and stared at him stoically, lit and smoked two cigarettes to kill time, observed his elegant Rolex every five minutes and eventually lost his patience.

"Are you going to keep this up for very long 'Kamui'-kun?" he asked gently.

"Sorry about that" Fuma inhaled at last "I got a little bit excited with the prospect of the upcoming EEEEEEEEVIL we are about to conduct with you in our rows"

"And don't call him 'Kamui'!" came Kakuyo's gloating voice from the inside "If he can't teach his uke to say that name right we'll call him Fuma as well"

Fuma growled.

Seishiro smirked and walked in "Give him some break, he is still young and mostly ignorant to the art of Uke House Training"

"Yeah" Kakuyo teased onwards "hey, doesn't it itch you?" he asked the sizzling Fuma.

"What itches?" his malevolent comrade asked, getting suspicious.

"Your collar, Uke's Lap Dog" Kakuyo answered, breaking into a fit of his own little 'Muhaha's and 'Buhaha's.

Fuma slammed the door and began roaring when Seishiro spoke with his leveled, cool tone.

"If you'll keep making such a racket I won't feed you ice cream for bedtime"

That silenced Fuma in seconds.

The doorbell rang.

Fuma, who was the closest to it, went to open the door.

An able bodied youth in dark clothes, carelessly combed black hair and an even more careless stance glared up at him. His backpack carried a logo reading 'Green Drugstore' with a large marijuana-like leaf as it's symbol.

Fuma stared back.

The youth glared more powerfully.

Fuma became irritated and began glaring fire at the insolent youth.

The insolent youth glared irritate, yet dismissingly back at him.

Fuma began glaring his most before his composure changed completely, a bright smile spread across his face and his eyes glittered "Welcome brother!" he called out happily.

The youth sneered at the emotional show "Henh, Rikuo Himua" he snarled as his greeting "and you're blocking the entrance".

Fuma made way for the youth to enter, following his new mate with eyes beaming pride.

He didn't get to close the door before yet another tall, dark and evil character walked up to the house.

This man, with spiky hair and fiery iniquitous eyes, was fully clad in ancient Japanese armor, carrying a stylish katana so long and sharp it only seconded Fuma's shinken. His outfit, face and his outrageously long sword were dotted or smeared by the blood of the many men he slay. When he smiled his villainous nature showed in the way his teeth seemed to be a long zigzag line like all evil manga characters.

Fuma filled with pride and excitement at the sight of yet another upcoming malign character joining his household. Never in his dreams did he wish for such a perfect dream-team of inclement.

"Welcome brother!" the leader of the Dragons of Earth called out to his upcoming brother.

The brother growled carelessly, brushed past Fuma violently and groaned something that sounds like "I'm Kurogane, where's the food?" as he walked into the house, straight for the kitchen.

Irritated, Fuma spun around and pointed at the new member "IOkay that was just rude, even for an evil bishie!"

Kurogane and Rikuo in the kitchen hung mildly surprised eyes at him, Kakuyo slouched on the sofa in the nearby living room did the same.

Fuma brightened all of a sudden and spread his arms sideways "I'm so happy!"

A few minutes later a knock was heard on their door, answered by a delightful Fuma. His happiness subsided to mild disappointment and high arrogance when he saw who's on the other side of the door.

"Uh….sorry mister but this is a Clamp characters institution" he said, pointing at the sign by the door reading 'Clamp bishies only!' "So, uh, we don't accept Hellsing characters here.

Confused, the men before him blinked a few times "but I'm not a Hellsing character…." He put his large high tech, space age bazooka/rifle aside him.

Fuma blinked "You're not?"

"No….." the character laughed nervously "I am Bols from Clover" he declared with an atrocious pathos.

"Really? You're not that Anderson guy from Hellsing?" the other 'Kamui' asked with genuine surprise.

Bols glared impatiently "No, I'm not"

"Oh….Okay….." as the new member brushed past him walking into the house Fuma kept mumbling to himself "Sure looks like him thought….."

Another member arrived two hours later. Carrying many bags filled with various cosmetic accessories and his whole wardrobe, Legend of Chun Hyang's An Chon stepped into the house.

After noting that most of his new comrades were busy stuffing their faces with junk food like the good irresponsible and careless punks that they were, An Chon ignored them with an imperious "Hmph" and walked upstairs to settle in his own room.

four hours of unpacking later his new room looked like a beauty saloon for one, complete with a set of hair dryers, tan machine, a well equipped nail priming stand and a makeup table with a very large mirror and filled with various cosmetics products.

Seishiro, who walked past the room's open door, wondered for a split second why a woman was allowed into the House of the Rising (Evil) Bishies. Then he snapped back to his usual self and simply couldn't care less.

Meanwhile, in the house of the Abused Clamp Characters Union, the interviews for new members started.

Hearing her husband's report from the Union, Otaku hurried packing a small suitcase and hurried to join her new members.

She was accepted without an interview, all she had to do was say her name and she was in.

She sat down in the empty chair by Miyuki.

The Union members awaited screaming and panic but the blond teen did nothing, choosing to munch on the end of her pen instead.

Everyone stared at her with surprise.

"What?" Miyuki asked, slightly irritated by the access attention all of a sudden.

"Oh, nothing" Syaoran answered with joyful tears in his eyes "we're just happy that you're starting to recover from the damage Clamp's done to you"

Miyuki blinked "Eh?"

"In case you didn't notice" Kazuhiko, who's seat was taken by Otaku and was now looking for a new one, pointed out "you're sitting next to a female character, a woman, and you're not screaming and panicking about the dangers of it"

Miyuki stared at Otaku for a few moments, registering the woman "Oh her?" she laughed lightly "It's okay, I'm only afraid of women with a well affirmed and active libido"

Growing dark red, shaking and producing smoke from both her ears, Otaku answered "I…..have…..a……very…..active…..libido….." she growled.

The blond ignored the warning signs of an upcoming tantrum "no you don't….I mean, you might have a libido but so far you've done nothing about it so….yeah…."

The fight between the two women was stopped only three hours later, after both girls scratched and pulled each other's hairs swore and cursed at each other but mostly did the same and worse to anyone who tried to separate them physically.

The fight stopped to the sound of gunshot ringing through the house.

Everyone stopped dead on their tracks, terrified at the sound of extreme violence.

Otaku and Miyuki leaped away from each other's grasp, "Kyaaa"ing in fear and checking themselves to see if they were shot by the other girl.

After it was clear that the girls weren't the shooters, the comrades began looking around to room for any bullet holes on the walls.

"Funny" Kazuhiko scratched his head as he scanned the walls professionally "I am the only one here with firearms and I am pretty sure I was not the shooter…perhaps someone pulled the trigger on my hand but…" he examined his fake right arm "Nope, it's still in hand mode, I didn't fire"

Another gun shot rang through the house ominously.

"It sounds like it's coming from outside this house" Subaru said from his safe hiding spot behind the living room's sofa.

Everyone ran to the window facing the neighboring house where their supposed abusers now lived.

Another gun shot tore the air.

"It's coming from their back yard" Sai noted.

They ran out to their own backyard to peek at their neighbor's through their common fence.

"They're having target practice!" Kamui called out.

"On a poor defenseless bunny!" Kodu noted with anger.

"Come on guys" Subaru began dragging the youngsters amongst them away into the house with him "They want us to torment ourselves over it, it's just a part of their evil deeds. If we ignore them they'll stop doing that, come on then"

The Union members, reluctantly and complaining about the poor bunny rabbit, walked into the house to resume their earlier business.

"So….uhhh….where did you get this brilliant target practice bunny Kakuyo?" Fuma asked, crazy happy glitters in his eyes as he loaded another clip into his shot gun.

While he was loading, Kurogane was having his shot at the bunny, slicing the air with his huge sword trying to catch the swirling silly white rabbit holding an innocent little flower.

"Ah, that's Usagi, God's messenger from my manga"

Fuma blinked at the ridiculous, white, adorable, yet awfully silly bunny twirling as it escaped Kurogane's slashes. "That….is God's messenger?"

Kakuyo "Tssked" and shrugged "Yeah, stupid kawai shojo-manga creature. Don't ask me why he's like that, he's not from my side, I'm on Satan's" he resumed flipping through his sleazy semi-pornographic cool motorcycles magazine.

"That's just stupid" Fuma called out, suddenly shooting his eyes to Bols who was busy fumbling with the BBQ grill they installed in the backyard "I mean, forgive me if I'm offending you Vatican man but…"

"Are you referring to me?" Bols asked puzzled.

"Yeah, you know, with you being a Vatican priest thingy and with me about to talk blasphemy, I thought I aught to apologize before I sta…."

"I'm not from the Vatican…." Bols growled, starting to get annoyed with this new habit everyone picked up lately.

"…..You're not? But you're in that Escargot thingy, that's the Vatican's thirteen…."

"I am not Anderson" Bols huffed and puffed "I am Bols, from Clover!" he strangled a scream.

"Yeah, whatever, Balls, hurry up with the BBQ okay, I'm getting hungry again" Kurogane sheathed his enormous sword and gestured for Fuma to try and take his aiming at Usagi.

Bols brushed his name's wrong pronouncing under the claim that at least he didn't call him Anderson, and resumed his BBQ preparing.

"I'm sorry, it's still a little too silly for me, this whole Usagi as a messenger for God Almighty….." Fuma resumed his speech, slightly irritated that the spotlight was moved from him to someone else

"I mean look at him…..that is the representative of The Creator! It's a stupid little adorable bunny! And it's name! it means 'rabbit'!

"Just imagine it" he rose to his feet, lifting his hands in the air as if in awe or prayer "'Behold, God's messenger, Rabbit!' it's stupid!"

Kakuyo began giggling, rising to his feet as well and taking Fuma's position "Or even sillier, 'Behold! God's messenger, Mister Rabbit!'"

They laughed, making the rest of the evil men in the backyard snigger as well.

"Oh, that's a good one; he's not really a rabbit he's more like a bunny 'Behold! God's messenger, Bunny!'" Fuma called out.

After folding in half laughing like mad, Kakuyo managed to catch his breath and resume his mocking position "Or better still, 'Praise the Lord God and his holy messenger, Mister Bunny Rabbit"

Both teens fell to the floor and rolled on the grass a little, shaking with their uncontrollable giggling.

When he calmed down a little Fuma sat up "Ah….all that laughing made me thirsty, hey Seishiro, throw me a beer can will you?"

Seishiro, who was slouched across a sun bed by the table earlier containing a few beer cans, gazed at the now empty table "There are non left 'Kamui'"

"Aaaaaaw!...go fetch us a new six-pack then" He Who Hunts the Authority of God (and his Messenger, Mister Bunny Rabbit) ordered his minion.

"Bite me" his minion answered, resuming his sun tanning.

"What! How dare you ans….."

"Do you need a beer refill?" Seishiro's voice, laced with kindness and warmth, came from Fuma's other side.

Fuma turned his eyes from the Sakurazukamori to lay eyes on….yet another one……

A Seishiro in a long black cape and a strange large crucifix on a necklace smiled down at him, holding a six-pack.

Like the rest of the evil bishies in the yard besides the other Seishiro, Fuma turned his eyes from one Guardian of the Cherry Blossom Burial Mound to the second one without making a sound.

The next sound they made was: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Like a storm, like a natural disaster, like a force of nature unstoppable, the Evil Bishies blew into the Union's home. They didn't speak, they didn't even do anything evil to anyone, they simply hid and shook with fear.

Recovering from the shock of this sudden invasion, Kamui glared down at Fuma who began recovering his own shock at the presence of his uke and started allowing his hands a little too much freedom with Kamui's body.

"What are you doing here Fuma?" Kamui glared.

"He's your lap dog, he missed you" came a scorning voice from under the kitchen table where Kakuyo's eyes glimmered with malice.

"Shut up!" Fuma barked back, using his distracting angry voice to wrap Kamui in his arms and place the boy on his lap like a doll or a kitten.

"What's gotten into you?" Syaoran asked his dark partner to the travels who was trying to cover himself with a tea cup.

"There……there's…..there's……." Kurogane mumbled back.

"There's two of them……." An Chon shuddered under Sai's chair. He received a cruel kick to the ribs by the girl sitting above him.

"Two of what?" Kamui asked, fiercely squirming to try and escape his twin star's iron grip on his body and some of it's more privet parts.

"Two…..two……two….." Rikuo mumbled behind the kitchen wall "two Seishiro……"

"Two of them…….over there……." Kakuyo pointed at the direction of his house with a shaking hand.

"As if one isn't enough….hellooooooo Prince" Bols sniggered from his hiding spot. He hid under Kazuhiko's chair, now he began emerging from there, appearing between the Union member's legs.

Kazuhiko glared back, preparing an attack against the upcoming sexual harassment when Miyuki fired the ultimate weapon against it.

"Hey" she chirped in innocent curiosity "aren't you that guy from Hellsing, the priest thingy?"

Bols removed his hands from Kazuhiko's legs and turned his glaring eyes to the blond behind him "No…….." he growled "I am Bols from Clover, isn't it right Princy-puu" he turned to his object of desire again.

"Hmmm…..now that you mention it" the object sniggered "You do kind of remind him you know"

"Two Seishiro?" came Subaru's voice. The onemoji was somewhere in another atmosphere, trying to decide whether or not it was good to have two Seishiro's in his little world.

"Hey!" speaking of the devil "where did you go? I thought you wanted more beer" the newly joined Seishiro poked his head through the window the two cottages shared, facing one another so that it was basically one window.

Slowly, as if in a dream, Subaru turned his head to gaze upon this other Seishiro who sounded somewhat different then the one he knew since he was nine years old.

The evil bishies squealed and resumed their hiding.

"What are you so afraid of all of a sudden?" the Seishiro asked, slightly irritated "I'm not the Sakurazukamori one, I'm the Tsubasa one. I'm the nice one, didn't I teach you how to fight Syaoran? Wasn't I nice to you?"

Syaoran nodded.

"I'm the one who cares, who has emotions, the one who isn't a complete cold hearted bastard" the Tsubasa Seishiro continued.

"NOOO! Subaru! Stop it!"

"Stay with us Subaru! Stay with us!"

"Be strong brother!"

"Do not be tempted by their cunning traps Sumeragi-san!"

"LET ME GOOOOOOOO! LET ME GO, DAMN YOU! Let me at him! He's everything I ever dreamed of!"

"Subaru! Hang on brother Seal, be strong! Stay with us, don't defect!" Kamui called out, fighting Fuma's grip to try and join the others as they grabbed at the light onemoji struggling to keep him from jumping through the common window at the Tsubasa Seishiro.

"Oh shut up you frigid bitch!" Subaru barked back at him "Can't you see I'm trying to get laid!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, go on then" Otaku let her grip go, helping a brother achieve the cause she strives for so desperately.

With her surprisingly strong grip stopped, Subaru was able to shake the rest off and leap at the new Seishiro, wrapping his arms around him and clinging like an over love-deprived puppy. From his secure spot Subaru nuzzled the black cape and cooed "I love you Seishiro-san, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I loooooove you"

The Seishiro blinked down at the new addition to his body with surprise. Then he pulled out a rosary of little garlics and a wooden stake from his pockets, aiming them at Subaru. Before he did anything rash, the kind Seishiro stopped to make sure this is the right guys "Are you a vampire by any chance?"

Subaru stared at his beloved "Errr……nope……"

"Oh" the Seishiro said, skillfully pealing the access Subaru off of him and sending it through the window back to his home "then I'm not interested in you" disappointed, he returned his hunting tools back to his pockets.

"Isn't vampire hunting your job?" Sai asked, speaking to Bols.

"No, I am….."

"Ah, but you use sanctified bayonets, not wooden stakes and stuff" Sai ignored the shaking Bols as she mumbled on.

"Grrrrrrrrrrr"

"So as I said" the Tsubasa Seishiro said, brushing his fingernails against his cape "I am not that cruel and evil bastard"

"You mean you're a shame to the tradition standing behind our name" came the X and Tokyo Babylon Seishiro's voice from deeper in the house.

The Tsubasa one turned to him angrily "No, I am not a shame, I did something very wrong to Syaoran here, I took one of his feathers away and I won't give it back"

"Ooooooooooo" Sakurazuka Seishiro imitated surprise in the fakest way he could produce "how eeeeeevil!"

The Tsubasa one glared at him.

"You helped that little brat with something, you were nice to him and taught him something valuable for his life, how can you call yourself a self respecting Seishiro after doing something like that!"

"You sang Kareoke in your Tokyo Babylon time" the Tsubasa one snapped back.

If he wasn't baffled and very aroused by this double Seishiro, Subaru would have cringed at the mentioning of events from the Year.

"You apologized before you disappeared with his feather!"

"You talked to penguins! And your uke wasn't even around to hear it!"

"So what? If my leader can be extremely silly and put a toy frog on his head to amuse a little girl, I can be as silly as I want to be! At least I'm not genuinely kind!"

Suddenly a strange long silence spread across the scene as everyone realized what Seishiro just said. They slowly turned their gaze towards Fuma who stared back in terror as one of his darkest secrets was revealed.

The first to giggle was Kamui, breaking into long bellowing laughter quickly.

Next came Subaru, infecting Seishiro with his modest laughter.

Suddenly the house was invaded by X characters, Harbingers and Seals alike, all laughing their heads off, some pointing at Fuma as they chortled madly.

But not only the seven of each side enter the house to mock Fuma; other, side characters, soon invaded the Union's space to join the fun: Saiki entered first, joining his uncle's side. Sakurazuka Satsuka joined her son in pointing and laughing at his leader. Sohi and Hien walked in, carrying Hinoto in their arms, all three of them stopped and laughed a little away from the simmering Fuma. Fuma's father, his mother and his sister, all came back from the dead to stand with the group and laugh at their blood relative. Kamui's mom joined him to laugh, Akira, S, Nakuro, came through the door and added to the noise. Even the little girl to whom the damned frog belonged joined in the fun, even Yuzuriha's little grade school friends came! Magami Tokiko, the old Lady Sumeragi, Old Man Stargazer, Yuzuriha's grandmother, Hokuto came back to life to laugh….Keiichi walked in to join them….every possibly X character filled the little house with the deafening noise of laughter.

Standing in the middle of the giggling group, Fuma slowly reached higher and higher levels of anger until he was ready to explode.

Instead he merely fixed them with his hardest glare and snarled "if you will not stop this right now I will go into X the Movie mode and KILL YOU ALL!"

The laughter was silenced in seconds and everyone hurried away, terrified.

All but one boy; Kamui. The pretty semi-Uke smiled a cunning little smile and snarled, just as his twin star did, "if you go into X the Movie mode, so will I….."

Feeling out his intact neck, well attaching his head to the rest of his body, Fuma mumbled "okay….maybe not…"

Since the house was now empty besides the invading Evil Bishies and the Union members, Subaru thought it was time for them to leave "okay, go back to your homes, you do not belong here!"

The bishies began leaving,. Still eyeing the extra Seishiro who was peeping at the Union's house curiously. All but one bishie left. Fuma encircled his arms around Kamui and began tracing his hands across the pretty boy's body.

Squirming like his life was depending on it (which was, in some perspective, true), Kamui fought for his freedom. "let me go! Let me go Fuma! Goddamnit, I'm not your pet!"

Rolling his eyes upwards to remember, Fuma mumbled "oh right, I didn't have the chance to put the ring on you yet…"

Recognizing the filthy, dirty, nasty, awful, lewd Yaoi anime that came from and a hint of honesty in Fuma's words, Kamui found new strength in him and ran out of the seme's arms as fast as he could. He dashed under the kitchen table and stayed there, shaking like a leaf until Fuma left.

On his way out, An Chon noted a little girl somewhat familiar to him standing at the doorway waiting for the grand mess to end. He looked down at the girl who looked up at him, recognized him and filled with intense fury all of a sudden.

"do I know you?" the blond bishie asked.

The little girl seemed to be consumed by her overflowing anger, then she calmed down a little and growled "no….you don't know this me….."

The blond shrugged and walked away, mincing like a chick on Malibu beach.

The little girl stomped her way up to the interviewing table and stood there, waiting for the Union members to rearrange themselves after the bishies's invasion.

"yes….and you are?" Subaru, who finally got his wits back after his Seishiro and the second one withdrew from the two houses' joined window, sat down and asked the girl before them.

"I am Chun Hyang, from Tsubasa that is"

"and you are an abused Clamp character because?"

"because unlike the original 1996 Chun Hyang I only lose my mother and nothing else. You see, she is a professional martial arts master, while I am nothing but a bitching little girl. She is constantly portrayed as a beautiful maiden while I am hardly ever recognized as anything! She gets her revenge on the Yang Ban, while I just stand there and cry!" she looked away, biting her lower lip to contain her upcoming anger "and worst of all……worst of all…………

"she gets a boyfriend!" she screamed at the top of her little lungs.

The members stared at her amazed, Otaku already developing affection towards the little girl deprived as she is.

"I mean sure," Chun Hyang mumbled on after she finished calming her nerves once more "he is a strange hybrid between the Tokyo Babylon version of your boyfriend" she said, pointing at Subaru "and Tamahome but it's a boyfriend/suitor that I don't have! I don't even have the chance!" finally, emptied of her anger, Chun Hyang began to cry.

Otaku hurried to her side, picking the little girl in her arms and carrying her behind the interviewing desk. She hugged her until the girl calmed down and stopped crying.

"so…." Chun sobbed "so….i is a part of the union?"

Kamui (calm and sane again) looked down at her with soft, caring eyes and smiled "yes, you are".

Suddenly the crying little defenseless girl disappeared, leaving room for an energetic rebel to burst into her. She leaped out of Otaku's arms and landed on the table, placing her leg on Syaoran's shoulder to pose victoriously.

"YESSSS!" suddenly, strange music began playing across the house. Drum roll like in a military march was heard, and deep voices of men with heavy Russian accent accompanied Chun Hyang as she sang:

"Arise ye pris'ners of molestation
Arise ye wretched of the abuse
For justice thunders condemnation
A better world's in birth!
No more Clamp's chains shall bind us
Arise, ye slaves, no more in thrall;
The earth shall rise on new foundations
We have been naught we shall be all.

We want no condescending semes or saviours
to rule us from their judgement hall
We workers ask not for their favours
Let us consult for all.
To make the Apapa disgorge her pencil
To free the spirit from its cell
We must ourselves decide our duty
We must decide and do it well.

The Ohkawa oppresses us and tricks us,
the yaoi slave system drains our blood;
The four are free from obligation,
The laws the poor delude.
Too long we've languished in subjection,
Equality has other laws;
"No rights," says she "without their duties,
No claims on equals without cause."

Behold them seated in their studio
The queens of mine and rail and soil!
What have you read in all their mangas,
But how they plundered toil?
Fruits of the characters' toil are buried
In strongholds of the idle few
In working for their restitution
the characters will only claim their due.

We toilers from all anime united
Join hand in hand with all who work;
The earth belongs to us, the characters,
No room here for the fangirl.
How many on our flesh have fattened!
But if the norsome birds of prey
Shall vanish from the sky some morning
The blessed sunlight then will stay"

sweatdropping, the Union members felt a chill down their spine. Their seemingly easy plan to strike for their sanity now began to turn into something far wilder then they imagined…..

NEXT ON 'The Abused Clamp Characters Union': the abuse from the House of the Rising (Evil) Bishie continues….