Heka: Hey to all my lovely readers who read my story! You can not review… but I know you're there! No one reads my stories without loving me! :D
Like NaruNaru.O.k, Julia, MirokuLuvr, Lord Scribbles, ivyking, Hakudoshi-chan, blackmagic111090, and Hakudoshi-chan all over again!
Dark: No see, they read your stories for me. I am the Great Dark Mousy, thief of all trades! Aren't I wonderful…
Heka: Yes… But have to admit that yeah, Krad's seriously out of character here… but still, everyone loves him ne? Basically that's the whole point of the story, to see people out of character. But I do have a story planned out… sort of…
Dark: Does it have anything to do with me?
Heka: Yes.
Dark: Riku too?
Heka: Yes.
Dark: A Dark/Riku fic?
Heka: Weeeeellllll… since I am a big fan of that pairing…
Dark: Pleeeeeaassseee? So that I can be with her? (hugs Riku plushie)
Heka: Errr… we'll see. Anyway, you guys ain't here to see my rambling, you're here for the story! So here it is!
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Riku and Risa had been unceremoniously dragged from their mansion into their grandfather Tsuba's car. He had said something about bringing them to see a mansion of his that he had visited every year... something about it belonging to his uncle. They were in the backside of the car and being driven towards the place by a slightly out of sorts grandfather.
Riku chanced a whisper to her twin.
'Ne... Risa, do you think there's something wrong with him...? I've never seen grandfather Tsuba that...'
'Weird?' Risa supplied. She turned to the front seat. Grandfather Tsuba was there driving them, humming to himself and listening to country songs.
'Country songs? Have you ever heard him do country songs?' whispered Riku urgently.
'Actually, no.'
The twins settled for silence again as grandfather drove them out into the country.
Riku dared a question.
'Grandfather? Where are we going again?'
Grandfather turned back to the twins in a manner that reminded both of them of Japanese horror movies.
'Help me,' whimpered Risa automatically.
'We,' their grandfather smiled, 'are going to my uncle's mansion... where the famed Statuette of Carmelle is housed.'
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Satoshi cycled his way labouriously across the wild grasses where the wildlife grew and fluttered across his face while laughing at his idiotic way of getting around and where his tires constantly met with cow dung.
'Damned cows.'
'Where did I stop at?'
'The 42nd green bottle of whisky.'
'I don't want to sing about 42 green bottles. I shall change it to...'
'Pi amount of bottles?' muttered Satoshi noncommittally.
'Oh! You mean... pi amount of green bottles of whisky, hanging on the wall, pi amount of green bottles of whisky, hanging on the wall when one green bottle encountered a dinosaur, there'll be 2.1415926535897932384626433832795 bottles, hanging on the wall!'
'Right… something like that.' He didn't even want to know where Krad found the time to divide 22 over 7.
'Hey, Satoshi? Where are we going?'
Satoshi stopped his bike in surprise. Krad was actually asking a question that had something to do with the mission? Wow.
'We're going to the Gorijuun mansion. It houses the Statuette of Carmelle, which I am damned sure that Dark will be planning to steal.'
'Why do you want to get it before him?'
'So that I can use the curse on it against him.'
'What's the curse?'
'This isn't twenty questions.' Satoshi wasn't too sure either.
'I'm only at the fifth question! Satoshi's mean!' Krad cried, sulking.
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'...Oh, oh and do you remember the time when you were brave enough to ask Risa for her number? Man that was the best thing I ever caught on tape...'
Daisuke sighed. When Takeshi started on his Risa conquests, there was no stopping him. Dark, unfortunately had kept an ear tuned for this kind of thing and was laughing rather wickedly at the anecdotes.
'See Daisuke? I knew you were a lost case, you should leave Risa to me while you take her sister...'
'I thought you liked her, Dark,' Daisuke murmured. (A/N: Dark: I do, I do!)
'Who, what? Who's Dark? Who likes who?' Takeshi interrupted. Dark immediately fell silent.
'Err... nothing Takeshi... what were you saying?' Daisuke hurriedly replied.
'Ano... I forgot. Anyway, what's that buzzing sound?'
Indeed there was a buzzing sound coming from the vicinity. It couldn't be the surroundings, Daisuke had chosen a rather quiet spot... not that it had been difficult to find. It had to be at Takeshi's side then. He voiced this out to his friend.
'Nope... not me... I'm in my room, quiet place really...'
'It's the phone you idiot,' Dark finally remarked. 'This is what... the fifth time?'
'Hey Daisuke... I just remembered, can your phone receive phone calls while you're talking?' Takeshi wondered out loud.
'I don't know... oh no!' Daisuke gasped as realization hit him. 'Hey Takeshi, sorry but I got to go right now... bye!'
He hung up on Takeshi and looked at the phone's clock. It was past three. He had been talking on the phone for the past 2 hours!
His parents were so going to-
The handphone rang again, this time rather ominously.
'H-hello?' he stuttered.
'Daisuke!' his father barked. 'What have you been doing for the past hour?! We finished the preparations a long time ago! Come back to the mansion right now!'
'Hai!' he snapped to a salute, before hanging up and running back to the place.
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'Why are we going to your uncle's house grandfather? What's the Statuette of Carmelle?'
Grandfather Tsuba sighed, his eyes suddenly filled with unshed tears, reminding the twins forcibly of a character who had sunny-side-up eggs for eyes.
'My granduncle was a famed sculptor in his time. He was married to Carmelle Kranjin, one of the most gorgeous women in the area. However she had been unable to bear him any children. He did not blame her, feeling that her love for him was enough. She had been devastated at her inability to bear him children and had committed suicide.'
The twins gasped audibly. Grandfather nodded.
'Yes.. .she did... in the highest room of the house, the attic. My grand uncle had been very depressed and carved the statuette as a mark of respect for her. To prevent anyone from stealing it however... he had a curse placed on it.'
'What curse was it, grandfather?'
'Since his wife had been unable to bear him babies... he thought that it'd be right if the statuette of her could.'
'Oh my goodness...' Risa muttered.
'Yes. It turns its would-be thieves into... babies.'
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heka: It's not funny, it's not funny! Oh no oh no! I've disappointed my readers!
Krad: But this was an explanatory chapter.
Heka: It still has to be funny! Stop being so serious Krad!
Krad: I resent that. Look at me in the story. What am I? This spoiled child with…
Dark: A mine bomb for a brain?
Krad: Why I oughta…Flexes fingers
Dark: Can't get at me because I am a main characteeeer… AAAiiiiiiieeeeee!!!
heka: Right. While Krad does something rated M-18 for Violence to Dark, we all know the drill ne?
(Sesshoumaru-sama's From Inuyasha. Who watches that wonderful anime as well? puppet comes up.
Sesshoumaru, in a squeaky voice: Review, review, reeeeeevvvviiiiiooooooo!!!