Mission to Save the World

"So let me go over this again,"

Horohoro waved his hand around for the attention of his friends. They were all gathered in the Asakura kitchen. Through a long debate, they had finally decided it was the best room where their plan should take place. The occupants of the room fell silent as they listened to the blue haired boy. "So after the concert, Hao will bring Ren to Yoh's house." He pointed two fingers at the ground to emphasize his point. "And when he does," he turned to Ren, with a serious look in his eyes. "Make sure that you find a way to bring him into the kitchen."

"Question!"

Off to the side, sitting at the kitchen table, Manta raised his hand. He lowered his hand upon being noticed and eagerly asked his question like a student in a class. "How is he going to do that?" Everyone turned their heads to Horohoro again, who began scratching his head. It was the questions again, that made every other plan they had before fail. Everyone fell silent until Tamao timidly piped in.

"Um…maybe they can have dinner in the kitchen. It's about dinner time when they come back…"

A murmur grew in the room as the occupants bobbed their heads up and down, agreeing with Tamao's plan. The pink haired girl blushed. But then came another problem. "What are they going to have for dinner?" Chocolove spoke up. He turned to his leader, who had fell silent for a long time, letting the others debate for him. "Can Ren cook?" Ren gave him a look, then shook his head.

Ryu shot up from his seat. He grinned. "No problem! I can prepare dinner for two when they come back during the night." Horohoro popped up. "Yeah, and you can leave it in the kitchen!" The two danced around the floor cheering. They were elated that they had finally solved the problems. Everyone else, though, sat silently with their arms crossed. They have yet to hear the entire plan and were still very skeptical. They interrupted the two in their little dance of victory. "Yeah? So Ren made it to the kitchen with Hao. Then what's he going to do there?"

Horohoro spun around. He coolly placed a hand to his chin and smirked knowingly. "That's the easy part!" The murmurs died down again. Satisfied with the attention he had suddenly been given again, Horohoro slowly moved towards the kitchen counter. He continued in a low voice, trying to sound scary. "When Ren finally has Hao in the kitchen, he will pretend to have a wonderful dinner with him." The blue haired boy clasped his hands together and made some kissing sounds. His sister immediately walked over and slapped his head. "Go on!" Pirika commanded. Horohoro rubbed the back of his head and continued in his hushed voice again.

"Then when he least notices, Ren will slip to the kitchen counter, grab a knife and stab Hao right through the heart!"

Everyone gasped as their eyes followed Horohoro's hands balling up and making a stabbing movement in the air. Manta winced and made a displeased sound, "Does it have to be a kitchen knife?"

"Yes, it does have to be a kitchen knife," Anna called out from the corner. There, on the kitchen counter, was a wooden stand of six kitchen knives. The Asakura bride had a particularly long one in her hand. She was brandishing it around in her hands and her eyes held a gleam and a look of pure admiration. Manta shruddered.

The short boy wasn't the only one who had a problem. Beside him, Yoh held a hand unsurely to his heart. He gritted his teeth together. "Does it have to be the heart?" Horohoro gave him a look. "Straight through the heart is the quickest way to kill." He told Yoh knowingly as if speaking common knowledge, but that wasn't what Yoh wanted to know. He scrunched up his eyebrows and exclaimed, "That's the point. Do we have to kill him?" He scanned the room for others who shared his pity, then turned to Ren, "Besides, Ren doesn't kill anymore." Ren looked up at the others and nodded. "That's right, I promised not to kill anymore."

Everyone fell silent again. Horohoro hunched over in deep thought and Anna just kept looking at her knives. "Why don't you cut him here," Faust reached up a hand to point at a spot on his bare chest. "If you insert the blade right at this spot, you can paralyze him forever." The doctor helpfully drew a line with a finger at the spot he was talking about.

Yoh put a finger to his chin. "Paralyze, huh. I guess he can't destroy humans anymore if he's paralyzed…" The boy's face suddenly lit up. He grinned at the idea. "Okay!" He turned to Ren. "You can do it right, Ren?" Everyone looked at Ren excitedly. The aloof boy let out a sigh and uncrossed his arms. He stared at the beaming faces which were all directed towards him. He didn't get it, why they were going through so much trouble to make a plan.

"Yeah…but why can't I just use my own sword?"

"No!" Everyone screamed at the same time.

"It'll be too suspicious!"

"No Horaiken! Not even a box cutter!" Horohoro grabbed the folded blade which had been hidden in Ren's pants. Ren reacted quickly and tried to retrieve it but was held down by Ryu. "Don't worry, Ren. It's only for a while," Yoh told the thrashing boy sympathetically. "My Horaiken…" Ren reached up a shaking hand which he had managed to snake through Ryu's bear hold. Knowing he was safe from Ren, Horohoro grinned as he flashed the weapon in his hand.

"Okay," Anna finally placed her knife back into the holder. "Looks like the plan is finally complete. Now it's time to get him ready." Everyone in the room nodded in agreement, except for Ren. His head spun left and right frantically about the room. "Get ready for what?" he shouted, starting to get nervous by the grins he was seeing on his friends' faces.

"Oh, I think he'll look great in a pale blue outfit," Pirika clasped her hands together with stars in her eyes. Beside her, Tamao blushed and shyly said, "…I think pink would look nice too…"

Yoh turned excitedly to Manta, "Hey Manta, let's go search my closet. I think I have a suit that doesn't fit me somewhere in there!"

Realizing what they were up to, Ren struggled more violently in Ryu's arms. "Why can't I just go this way!"

"NO!" Everyone shouted in unison. Anna stepped forward with her arms crossed. "This is a professional concert, not your regular movie theater. You can't just stroll in there dressed in whatever you want," she told Ren testily. Then her eyes moved to make contact with the boys that were holding him down. "Take him upstairs and put him in something more presentable."

Ryu nodded immediately. "Yes, ma'am!" He hooked his arms under Ren's shoulders and lifted the boy to the air. This caused the panicking boy to swing his legs wildly in an effort to free himself. The boys marched cheerfully upstairs with Ren, ignoring his cries. Anna watched them wordlessly from below. Her eyes were firmly trained on the thrashing figure in Ryu's arms. She let out a sigh and said quietly to herself, "Don't embarrass me."

Planning phase over. Next, it's time DUN DUN DUN for the date! Does Ren really know what's he getting into? But that's all the better for Hao, isn't it? And Anna…she may be the real master behind the game, unless if Hao knows more than he lets up.