Hi everyone! Another school holiday. Another sleepless night. Another chapter. Enjoy
Trouble in Paradise
Chapter2
Sagistar
The girls had formed a circle and were now sitting in the darkness with a single candle providing their light.
"So, who first?" asked Kasumi excitedly, it would be that our little shinobi has never played a game of Truth or Dare.
"I'll go," declared Hitomi, looking positively evil. "Okay, um… Helena, truth or Dare?"
The French beauty considered her choices, "Dare." She announced, after all, it was Hitomi. What could possibly go wrong?
"Hmmm…" Hitomi thought for a second, "Okay, seeing as that you are a singer, I dare you to find Ryu and pull his ponytail while singing Ding Dong The Witch is Dead.
Helena gaped at the German.
"Mon Dieu"
How could someone so innocent possibly cook up a scheme of such drastic measures? Hitomi smiled menacingly before releasing a wicked laugh. Helena shook her head slightly but smiled confidently.
"I'll do it."
The girls followed Helena into rec. room where they found Ryu sitting on his beloved swivel chair. For Ryu's part, he was swiveling happily on his chair hadn't notice the congregation of girls who were standing in front of him, suppressing their laughs, nor did he notice Helena sneak behind him and grasping his perfectly conditioned hair.
"DING DONG THE WITCH IS DEAD! Which old witch? THE WICKED WITCH! DING DONG THE WICKED WITCH IS DEAD!" Helena sang whilst yanking at Ryu's glossy mane. The girls were beyond hysterics as they ran back into the safety of Hitomi's room before and physical damage could be done. All this while Ryu sat dumfounded on his swivel chair, which by the way he named Bob, incapable of speech. All he wanted was to be alone with his Bobbette, was that really too much to ask for? Was it?
Ryu fell onto his knees and cried
"I JUST WANNA LIVE"
The girls congregated once more on the carpet on Hitomi's room. Still trying to recover from the last dare. Helens sighed.
It was true; she was good.
"My turn," she announced, before searching for a possible target, "Christie, truth or dare?"
Christie, who was filling her nails, looked up, this wasn't even worth thinking about.
"Dare," she said without hesitation.
"Okay," Helen said, trying to think up a dare worthy of the albino assassin. "I dare you to Bayman, headlock and point a handgun at him- oh and by that I mean a gun formed with your hands-," Helena added quickly, causing the fleeting smile on Christie's face to disappear. "Go up to the counter and demand chocolates!"
A sinister smile curled upon Christie's lips.
"Consider it done."
In an abandoned room, two burly looking men stood back to back to each other, each holding a sleek black object. Bayman flexed his neck side to side as sweat silently trickled down his back. Leon narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Mama Mia."
Leon turned his head around just as Bayman turned his head back.
"Here we go again"
Bayman turned his head around again.
"My my, how can I resist yo-whoa…"
Bayman turned his head a fraction only to be met with the glassy eyes of Christie who smiled menacingly.
Christie was creeping along the hallway to the James Bond theme song, striking a pose with her 'hand' gun ever so often, when she heard the intro to the famous ABBA song. A single name crossed her mind.
"Bayman" she muttered.
Christie entered the room gun poised in front of her. She had to admit, Bayman and Leon did have pretty good singing voices, maybe that's what super macho guys did in their spare time. Christie shrugged and advanced toward Bayman. She formed a gun with her hands and stabbed her target in the back with it.
"Don't move a muscle."
Leon pouted.
"Bayman, this is fifth time you've stuffed up." Leon sighed impatiently. "Did you even bother to look at the lyrics I gave you?"
By now Leon was pacing around the room muttering to himself.
"Do you care about the karaoke contest at all?"
Bayman looked as if he was going to burst into a fit of tears.
"I'm sorry okay?"
Tears were pouring freely down his face.
"I'm sorry for making mistakes, I'm sorry for keeping you behind, I'M SORRY FOR BEING BORN!"
Leon was paralyzed in shock at his friend's reaction, but reached out in an attempt to comfort him.
"Bayman, I never knew you felt this way…"
Bayman slapped Leon's outstretched hand away.
"Don't bother." He screeched before stomping off.
Christie, who had been hiding behind Bayman, stood transfixed on the spot.
"Well…" she breathed.
For the first time, Leon noticed the albino. He narrowed his eyes.
"How much have you heard?"
Minutes later, Christie burst into the girls' room breathless. The girls looked at her expectantly.
"Well?" Lei asked.
Christie grimaced.
"I failed.'
Lei was shocked. She had never known Christie to fail on any mission.
"What happened?" she ventured.
Christie groaned.
"Let just say, never upset a karaoke obsessed man who wants to win the trip to Vegas."
"Sounds bad." Lei commented.
Christie sighed.
"You have no idea."
Kasumi was thwarted.
"This doesn't help our chocolate problem."
"We could just room service." Ayane offered, determined to outdo her sister.
"Good idea," said Tina, "I tried the most amazing ones last night."
Hitomi raised an eyebrow.
"Is that why you kept bursting out laughing last night?"
Tina shrugged.
"I hadn't had chocolates for ages, call it a sugar- high."
Meanwhile, in the rec. room Ryu was having a high all of his own.
"WWWWhhhhhheeeeee!" he giggled as he glided across the room on Bobby the swivel chair. He sighed. Life was good. He had all he will ever need right here. Ryu smile merrily. He felt like an Irish leprechaun who had just recovered his pot of gold. I could dance towards to the rainbow he mused. Ryu close his eyes and lunged himself forward once more- but was cut abruptly. He opened his eyes meekly and looked straight into a pair of auburn orbs.
"Hello Ryu." Hayate said.
Ryu narrowed his eyes.
"Hayate."
And with that, Ryu pushed off Hayate and swiveled backwards away from his foe. Ryu darted left and hell he even darted right, but his enemy Hayate, who seemed to resemble the evil terminator from Terminator 2, ploughed on after him. Ryu turned a corner and instead of running forward, he decided to barricade himself in a nearby room. Ryu pressed his ear against the door and waited for the footsteps of Hayate to disappear before sighing with relief. It was then that a forbidding thought struck Ryu, he was not alone. No, for when Ryu turned around, he was met with seven pairs of twitching sugar endorsed female eyes. Apparently Tina wasn't the only who hadn't eaten chocolates in ages.
The girls stared at Ryu then stared at eachother. A single word crossed their minds.
"MAKEOVER!"
Zack strolled down the hallway of his hotel. He was alone. Always alone. He sighed. Would there ever be a girl that would love him for whom he truly was? And then he saw her. She had lush brown hair that seemed to cascade off her shoulders. Who was this mystery woman? And hadn't he seen her before? He had to find out who she was. Zack walked up to her and flipped up the collars of his shirt.
"Did you fart? 'Cause you just blew me away."
The mystery woman turned around.
"AAArrrggghhh!"
"AAArrrggghhh!"
Zack had just used his killer no–fail pickup line on Ryu…?
Ryu on the other hand was more embarrassed to have someone see him looking like a drag queen. He was sporting gold glitter eye shadow that went right up to his extremely high drawn on eyebrows. He was wearing bright red lipstick with matching red nail polish. His usual ponytail had been taken out and turned into a pair of pigtails. But the worst part was that he was wearing a red halter dress that showed a generous amount of cleverage with a pair of skyscraper heels teaming up his look.
Zack and Ryu looked at each other and nodded. None of this gets out.
There u have it. The next chapter. Waz it relly worth the w8. The answer: yes. Yes it was. Pfft…what am I talking abt? Hehe btw...i apoligise for weird grammar mist8s...its late and i'm tiredand annoying baggiez under my eyes...need cucumber...grr
Cherri berri- helu! I'm glad u lykd it…but hey. U wud act weird 2 if u had to live in the same house as Zack. Don't tell me it's not true.
Kurmoi- aaww! Thnx s0 much! The swivel chair story was based on a true story..abt me, my friend, an enemy, the line "I am the ninja of the wind', a permanent marker and a swivel chair. Need I say more?
Wolf- hehehe no w8…DON'T KILL MY HAYATE! Nnnnnnnooooo! Hehehe…don't worry…I'll send u my chibi clones to protect u….unless u kill Hayate…then its another story…-.-
Sushi grl- why thnk u young lady…ahahaha…we dun go to the same skool nemore so u can't make me upd8 quilk no..mwahahaha! suck
Kyoshi Slickfish- Truth or dare is a beautiful thing…great memories…unless u choose truth..then its just not fun
Reney- ramblings good! Rambling gets u As'….yupyup they do…! Hehe I have to add the 'balloon' thing in the nxt chpt hehehe…u know wot I mean!
Vanessa-…thnx…lolz yes so what if I'm the ninja of the wind stooped Queen of England..pfft woteva
Valindor Warrior- hehe…I thot so 2! Lolz thnx 4 reading dude!Ciao
Sagi