"Itai! It hurts! Really bad; I shouldn't of done that," Lenne whined pitifully, holding her head. Momiji watched her from his seat, absently licking his cone.
"Maybe you shouldn't of bitten the whole scoop."
"Right, I should of only bit half of it." She nodded, then whined and cradled her head in her hands.
"No, I think you should've waited until it wasn't so cold. It just came out of the freezer," he pointed out.
"Yay! Brain freeze over!" Lenne happily jumped up and down, somehow managing not to drop her cone. Her happy cheering was interrupted when she ate the second scoop whole. "Itai, my head!"
Momiji laughed and studied Spoj. Lenne showed him the database, and he was busy looking at his own profile, totally ignoring his friend as she hopped around behind him.
"But what about the emotional cases? How do you assign something like that?"
"You don't." Lenne looked upset. "I have to figure out who needs help by myself and then take care of it. All part of Artemis' plan to make me more of a people person." She looked at a group that was staring at her strangely. "What are you looking at?"
"So this is what you've been getting most of your missions from?"
"Well, they come from Artemis first, but yeah, basically."
Momiji grinned. "You're being ruled by a piece of hardware."
Lenne froze. "Oh my goddess! A computer has been telling me what to do! I can never be the same again. They were right, computers are taking over!" She fell to her knees, looking horrified. "Before you know it, a computer will take over my job! Noooooo, please don't replace me!"
"Awww, the hyper little kids are on a date," a voice from behind said. Lenne bent over backwards so she was still on her knees, upside down.
"Hellos, Uo-chan! And Haru-kun, Tohru-kun, Yuki-kun, Hana-chan, and orangey-head-kun." Arisa was grinning at them, Haru was looking mildly upset about something, Tohru was smiling her trademark smile, Yuki was smiling his little half-smile thing, Hanajima was being herself, and Kyo looked pissed off.
"Don't call me orangey-head!"
"Me and Momiji-chan aren't on a date. Why don't you guys sit down and chat with us?"
"Sure, why not. We've been bored anyway." As they sat down, Lenne struggled to get back up. She finally gave up when she heard a pop.
"Damn. I heard something in my back pop. Haru-kun, could you help me out here? Itai, hey you little brat, stop poking me!" A three year old in the next booth found it fascinating to poke her stomach with his little action figure.
Haru watched her struggle with the little kid for a couple minutes, a small smile on his lips. Of course, he really should of helped her up right away, since due to her struggling, Lenne's shirt was exposing her stomach, and creeping further up. Black Haru wanted to come out and visit.
He gently but firmly helped her back up. "Hah! You can't poke me anymore, drool face! Arigato, Haru-kun!" Lenne stretched her arms above her head, popping several times, but not as painfully as before. Haru watched as her shirt rose a little, exposing a toned stomach
"I'll see you guys later. I've got stuff to do," Haru said, walking out of the shop. Lenne watched him with a confused expression.
"Did he seem in a hurry, or is it just me?" Lenne asked, sitting at their booth.
Arisa and Kyo had knowing smirks, and everyone else just smiled knowingly but shook their heads. Yuki, Kyou, and Tohru had seen Black Haru wanting to come out, knowing he'd like to get to know the younger girl better. "Hey, you guys aren't telling me something."
"Ah, forget it," Arisa said, flapping her hand at the confused girl. "So, didja hear about that incident in the music store yesterday?"
It was almost completely dark, if it wasn't for the street lamps dull glow. The wind shook the trees quietly, masking the sound of several somethings hopping through the branches. This went on all the way down to an almost deserted street corner, under a flickering streetlamp. There were several figures already standing there when the tree-hoppers joined them.
They continued talking quietly as one of them scaled the streetlamp's post and turned it off with a punch. They didn't notice another shadowy figure stalking closer until a blue blast ripped through one of them. "I can't believe I got woken up for this," a voice grumbled. The figures surrounded their mystery attacker.
"And just what makes you think you can do that?" one of them asked harshly.
"Excuse me?" The voice was obviously female at this point. "I've been woken up at two in the morning, and all you can ask is what makes me think I can kick your ass? I can, because I have to, and I will, because you interrupted my sleep!" She seemed not to notice one of the demons was sneaking up on her until she turned around and punched him in the face. This seemed to be a signal as the others rushed her.
"Hey, now that's not nice! You think you can do that? Hey, I didn't give you permission to put your hands there! Ha, you deserved that, and you too, perverts." The scuffle was ended when the girl delivered a round kick to the last demon standing. "Yep, I believe I'm allowed to do that. Hey, wait a minute, one two three... there's one missing. This isn't gonna end good." Don't you hate it when these things come true?
There was a muffled cry as a knife whizzed by her, slicing open one cheek. The girl looked around, using her spirit energy sensors. "Where are you hiding, bastard." She meeped as a figure tackled her from behind. She struggled to at least punch him, but he had her firmly pinned with her arms above her head. "You're a pretty thing, aren't you?" The girl shuddered as the demon licked the side of her face. "You'll sell for a lot in the market. A little fiesty virgin girl, although you're a little flat-chested..."
"I'M NOT FUCKING FLAT CHESTED!" the girl screamed as her eyes glowed, and her spirit energy surrounded her body in a barley controlled torrent. "HEAVEN'S DESTROYER!" The demon was knocked back as he was shocked the bluish-silver energy surrounding the girl. She took aim as several blast came from her fist. "And who said I needed my hands free to get you off me?" she murmured as she surveyed the damage. Bodies strewn across the corner, disembodied limbs, blood, insides, and the charred remain of the demon who previously was pinning her. "Damn. I gotta clean all this up too, or I'll never hear the end of it."
Artemis sighed in exasperation as Lenne yelped and wriggled on the ground. "Lenne, just let him clean it. You don't need stitches." Her assistant was gently but firmly pinned beneath Apollo as he cleaned her various wounds from her mission.
"That's just what you want me to think! Then when I'm unsuspecting, you come sneaking up with that damn needle. I'm not going to sit idily while you try to kill me!"
"You're not sitting, you're laying down," Apollo pointed out as he finished dabbing the cut on her cheek. He moved on to checking her ribs for damage. "Needles won't kill you. Unless they're loaded with drugs, or dirty." He grinned as Lenne started giggling in spite of herself. He poked her side again. "Who knew you were ticklish?"
"You're not helping, brother. Now she's going to be paranoid about all needles, and insist they be thoroughly cleaned before they're allowed anywhere near her." Artemis pretended to be devastated, but her brother and assistant both could see she was hiding a smile.
"I'm already paranoid. What's a little more going to hurt? Besides-- itai! That's a bruise, if you couldn't see! Besides, if isn't aren't clean, it isn't going into my skin." She glared as Apollo continued poking along her legs. "Nothings broken, just really bruised. Stop poking them!"
"It may not be broken, but I need to make sure there aren't any fractures," Apollo said gently. "They could go unnoticed until the damage is irreversable." He smiled as Lenne muttered an apology quietly.
"You, my little assistant, need more training. You didn't sense the attack or the attacker, and you didn't finish the other scuffle as quickly as I would of liked." Artemis poked Lenne's cheek as the smaller girl stuck her tongue out.
"I got a little too cocky. And I think I need to work on speed. Females are generally more agile than males, and can't take as many hard hits, but I need to be faster and stronger. My spirit energy could use a lot of work to."
"I know. You didn't completly dissolve him to ashes. Nice job cleaning up, by the way. It just looked like a mild gang war."
"Well, if I don't stay an assistant, and I drop out of school or don't go to college, I can always get a job as a cleaning lady. 'Make your messes look like a mild gang war just happened.' You know Ayame-sama has enough maid outfits."
Apollo finally finished with his inspection, and helped Lenne to her feet. "Now take it easy, you're still healing," he told her with false seriousness. "Or else I may just have to strap you to a bed and leave you there. Or I could strap you to a bed and..."
"Why, that's highly inappropriate, doctor," Lenne told him with a smile. "You might make your other patients jealous."
"And who says I don't give my other patients the same treatment? Or that I even have any other patients?"
"Because it says you have a lot of other appointments scheduled," Lenne told him, casually flipping through his schedule book. "Aw, you even cancelled one to give me special treatment. Don't I feel special."
"Hey, when did you get that!"
"Right when you decided it necessary to wrestle me to the ground when I tried to run away. You got an appointment with the gray sisters coming up after this." She smiled as the god snatched his book back.
"Well, I guess I won't give you a goodbye kiss then," he said, turning his back, his eyes turned upward. He was surprised when he felt a warm body press to his. Looking down he saw Lenne. "Aw, you wanted to give me a kiss?"
Lenne slapped him lightly. "Nope. Just looking at your eyes. They change color. Right now there this really cool orangey-red-brown color. Maybe Kyo-kun's related to you. Except his are plain crimson."
Apollo kissed her cheek as she continued to study his eyes as brilliant lavender started appearing in his eyes. "And you're not flat-chested," he told her, before disappearing.
"Hey! Come back here so I can smack you! Since when did you see whether I am flat or not?"
"Gee, I don't know," Artemis commented drily from behind. "Maybe when you had to take your shirt off so he could check your back?"
"Snow, snow, I love it so!" A fifteen year old girl danced under the falling snow flakes, with Kagome Higurashi watching her. Kagome laughed as Lenne smashed into a tree and was buried under the snow.
"You're so short, I'm suprised you don't fall under the snow when you walk," she teased. Lenne leape up. "I'm not that short, you meanie. You're short too, so nyah." They both laughed, knowing how ridiculous they must seem.
"So, have you asked Lord Sesshoumaru?" Lenne asked, still twirling through a snow drift.
"Fluffy-kun said he'd set out some trust-worthy spies for Artemis, and they'll report directly to him, who will write it down and give me the papers directly, and I'll give directly to you or Artemis."
"Being a court miko has its advantages. You can even call the most esteemed, cold-hearted lord of Makai Fluffy."
"How many times do I have to tell you, I'm not a court miko," Kagome said with exasperation. "Sesshoumaru is a friend of mine, and I only do this as a favor to him. He's like an older brother to me. I just act as miko for important ceremonies, and visits for esteemed dignitaries. They'd be offended if any of Sesshy's staff was missing, or his family, and I happen to be part of both, even if I'm more like adopted family. I go to visit for family events." She sipped her coffee.
Lenne laughed as she chased a squirrel. "You do realize that's a court miko with special privelages. You don't live in the palace, but you're almost on his beck and call, if he didn't have more respect for you than to do so. With family visits of course," she finished with a mocking tone. "Aww, mister squirelly ran away."
"Hey, don't make me fail you," Kagome warned. "Or I'll just bring back all those bruises and add some." Lenne paused, looking past her teacher, and tore off after a man. "Ha'ri-san!" Kagome watched Lenne exchange greetings with the older man. He was handsome. She idily wondered if Lenne was involved in a relationship with an older man.
Lenne was practically dragging the man over to Kagome. "This is my teacher. Say hello like a good boy."
"Sohma Hatori."
"Higurashi Kagome. Sorry about Lenne, she was dropped on her head as a child." The two adults smiled shyly at each other, trying to think of something to talk about, hoping Lenne would open a conversation for them.
Lenne stuck her tongue out. "Higurashi-san is involved with the whole war movement. Ha'ri-san knows about it, and almost erased my memory once."
Lenne smiled to herself as they chatted about the war for a couple minutes, before finding they shared doctoring abilities. "Well, I have to go to work now. See you two later." She chuckled to herself evilly, plans to get them together forming in her head, knocking out the sugar plum fairies that were already dancing there. "Ooh, sugar plum fairies! I bet they taste like candy. Hey, where are you running off to?"
The two adults watched as Lenne chased after a man dressed in a fairy suit who was innocently advertising his store. They sweatdropped as she tackled him and demanded he give her sugar. Then they turned back to there conversation, ignoring Lenne as she ran by being chased by a police officer.
AN: Yesterday, I was watching Moulin Rouge, one of the most awesome movies evah! And I came up with a really weird idea. Kurama from YYH as Satine; Karasu as the Duke since, you know, he tried to rape Kurama and everything; Yusuke, Kuwabara, Jin, and Touya as the Bohemians; Chu as one of the Bohemian actors or Tolouse; Hiei as Christian; Youko or Koenma as Zidlier; and Botan, Keiko, and Yukina as other courtesans. o.O Yeeeeah. Then I thought of Kurama as Christian, and Botan or Yukina as Satine. Anyone up for the challenge?
Matron Raenee: I'M SOOOORRY! I SHOULD DIE FOR MY GRIEVOUS ERRORS! I DON'T DESERVE TO LIVE FOR FORGETTING THE INDIVIDUAL REVIEWS! I'M SORRY, I APOLOGIZE TO EVERYONE!
ROGMethos: It is a very messy method. This is an idil threat. I'll really chase down the non-reviewers with a rusty spork and a lead pipe. You have nothing to worry about. But I think you've been reading my outlines... -shifty eyes- You haven't, have you?