Disclaimer: I still own nothing. But I must say, I'm GLAD I don't own Vicks Vapor Rub. Sure if I did I would be rich but……………………wait,……………..wait, I think there may be something wrong with my logic.XD
Title: Tree of a Thousand Stars
Author: Summing up the Stars
Genre: General/Drama
Rating: K
Pairing: None. Netto/Enzan FRIENDSHIP. (Or if you really really want it, (and squint) Netto/Enzan shonen ai)
Authors Note: As I said in my Livejournal (username – GoldenSuzaku)
'Trying-to-ignore-acute-urge-to-bang-head-against-nearest-object. ARGH! Why wont this cold GO AWAY!
If I die, I know four people who are coming with me. Because I've narrowed it down on who gave me this god-awful thing.'
That, and I was bored. So I thought, since I love torturing Enzan (poor, poor Enzan XD) I had to share my displeasure.
As they say, misery loves company.
…………………Or maybe not the case for Enzan. (Read below and see if you get my meaning. XD)
"Eeewww. Now I smell like Vick's vapor rub" Enzan moaned irritated, wrinkling his nose, and throwing an arm over his face in a vain attempt to block out the strong smell.
He had come to the conclusion, colds suck.
And he was pretty sure the Vicks was making his IQ drop.
"If it helps, Enzan, then you shouldn't care what it smells like." Netto said from out in the hall.
Enzan let his arm fall back to his side as he glared at the door, before breaking into almost painful sounding coughs.
"Enzan?" Netto inquired, worried at the sound.
"I'll live. Although I just got the oddest urge." Enzan said.
Netto raised an eyebrow, "And that would be?"
"That if you were closer I'd shove this jar of Vicks up your nose."
Netto burst out laughing.
Owari – Drabble Two