Author: PrincessAres
Disclaimer: Gravitation would have been marketed as censored porn if I had drawn them. But uh… They're not. And I'll never be Maki Murakami. So I figure your innocent eyes are safe.
Summary: In which Yuki is posed a tough question.
Warnings: Old, lame jokes.
Dedicated to LanguishDreams, for her beautiful stories. Thank you, for the inspiration.

Follows the manga, when Noriko was working with Bad Luck.

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"Yuki, Yuki!"

"Yuki! I've got a question for you!"

Hiro-blah-blah-laughed at me-blahblahblah-joke.

Yuki's garbage filter was, unfortunately, still on.

"Well?"

"Uh…" Was the best option.

"They repeated it thrice! I must get it! Help me understand, Yuki!"

"Brat. Slow down and repeat." There. The alternative had suddenly manifested itself in a burst of holy light.

"What gets wetter each time it's used, Yuki?" Shuichi was impatient and frustrated.

"What!"

"Whatgetswettereachtimeit'sused? I'm so sorry, I'll say it slower the next time, don't be upset with me Yuki! What gets wetter each time it's used? I'm sorry, did I say it too quickly again, Yuki? What gets wett-"

"Shut up. I heard you. The first time." Delay, dawdle, distract… "What do you think?"

"They insisted it was something soft and warm and moist… I thought it might be your skin when you just come out of the shower or Kuma-chan after Sakuma-san has been hugging him for a really long time or something, you know? And then they said that I was close but really should know better because I 'came into contact with it every night', and that it's usually white and so I thought, maybe, um, you know… That it might have been a … "

A sidelong smirk. So the kid had brai-

"Toothbrush… You know? Hey - Yuki? Yuki!"

Shuichi never did find out why Yuki fainted midway turning away from him.

Tohma sympathised. He remembered. With horrific panoramic clarity, he had seen her lips form the question she had posed to Ryuichi… Any pre-existing God had surely been slain the moment the Noriko had thought to ask them the questions. Noriko should really be gagged, bound and K-convinced to never present such questions to his lead singers. God knows what it had done to Aizawa's head. His heart had made the record for 'Fastest Acceleration' and 'Highest number of beats per second' when innocent Ryuichi had tried to figure out the reasoning behind the same answer to the joke. With much disaster and hilarity. Lucky sharp-witted Tohma. He had Ryuichi's mind distracted. Far, far away from any thoughts of 'white, fluffy towels'.

A/N: Anything else to say other than 'Lame shit?' or 'Ryu-chan is not sexually innocent!'

Edited 31st October, 2005