(November 20, 2005) Good news, everyone! -resists the urge to quote the Geico commercials- I finished writing this story on Friday. Yeah, I meant to post a chapter to celebrate, but I wrote the last sentence as my sister was standing about four feet away waiting for me to get off the computer. She wasn't in a good mood. I would have posted it yesterday, but I didn't get on the computer until 7:30 PM cuz I went to the mall and saw Harry Potter with my friend and her family and her little bro's friend, so, yeah. Then, I was only on the computer long enough to do a few things, talk to someone on MSN, and get my butt kicked off before I had time to proof the whole chapter and post it.
Anyways... I don't think anyone was too horribly appalled with the Karasu-kissing-Sesshoumaru thing in the other chapter, so this chapter should be okay too...
CHAPTER HACHI
Fun Is Not In My Vocabulary
After a bit more arguing, Youko reluctantly released Hiei from the vines. He glared, moving his arms around a bit to get them reaccustomed to moving.
"Jerk," he stated, then turned to leave. Youko caught his arm and the fire demon glared over his shoulder, and unexpectedly received a kiss on the cheek for his troubles.
"You know you love me," the fox teased, sticking out his tongue. Hiei sighed and pulled his arm away.
"I'll say it again: Jerk." He started walking back towards his home, with the fox on his heels. After a surprising amount of walking (they hadn't realized how far they'd run into the forest before Youko had caught Hiei), they broke out of the tree cover and were in the yard behind the fire demon's home. Entering through the back door, they became aware suddenly that someone was pounding on the front door, and Kokuei was barking angrily ("Shut up! Shut up! Go away! I want to sleep!"). Hiei sighed. The loud thuds were accompanied by a voice.
"HIEI! OPEN UP! COME ON! I KNOW YOU HATE ME, BUT THIS IS REDICULOUS! JUST LET ME IN!"
"I'll get it," Youko said, leaving Hiei in the living room as he went to answer the front door. To his knowledge, the door hadn't been locked, but when you were dealing with Kuwabara, it's possible he was just too stupid to realize that. Grabbing the knob, he turned it and opened the door so fast the human boy on the porch jumped.
"Kurama!" he cried, startled.
"Yes?" The fox crossed his arms and looked expectantly at the ningen.
"Um... Where's Hiei? Can I come in?"
Kokuei barked once more, a very sharp and obvious "NO!", but Kuwabara didn't seem to pick up on it. Maybe she just didn't feel the need to tap into his mind so he could understand her. Ever.
"Hiei's..." He decided to play with the ningen's mind a bit. "Hiei's asleep."
"Asleep? But it's like, four in the afternoon! He never sleeps that long!"
"Well, we've been... doin' some stuff... He's kinda tired."
"Doing stuff? Like what, sparring?"
"Uh... yeah. Sparring. Sparring. That's exactly what we were doing."
"Uh... Okay... Well, can I come in? I'll be quiet."
"Um... It may not be the best thing in the world, he's not in the best of shape after our little... battle."
"But you're perfectly fine."
"That's because I was dom-- I mean, I won."
Kuwabara's eyes widened, but he tried to pretend he hadn't heard it. "Well... Even if you won, surely you would have got a scratch or something... You're not that much stronger than Hiei..."
"Yeah... Stronger, perhaps not... But I've got more tricks, and it's hard to fight when you're chained up..."
In the living room, Hiei was fighting between amusement and horror. Amusement that this was just funny. It was always funny to freak out the baka. And horror, because perhaps making the baka believe that Youko Kurama had just chained him up and fucked him into oblivion was, perhaps, not the best idea.
"Well... uh... should I come back later?"
"I don't know... Hiei will probably want a rematch when he wakes up."
"W-well... uh, well... H-have you heard a-anything about Yusuke or S-Sha... ah... um..."
"Koenma's looking. But he's a very busy man. We have to give him time. Now, if you'll pardon me, I've got someone-- er, something... to do..." He shut the door and moved to the nearest window to watch Kuwabara make a sad attempt at controlling his horror. After a short pause on the porch, a shudder wracked the human's frame and he turned and left the vicinity with the majority of his speed.
Chuckling, Youko returned to the living room, Kokuei on his tail. She jumped up on the couch next to Hiei, but Youko easily picked her up and took her place, setting her on his lap. The disgruntled dog started mentally bitching at him, but he scratched behind her ears and she relaxed, and after a minute made herself comfortable sprawled across both demons' laps.
"Hiei?"
"I'm refraining from either hitting you or laughing."
"Hitting me? Whatever for?"
"Did you have to make the guy think we had sex?"
"It got rid of him, didn't it?"
"Yeah, but why did you want to get rid of him so bad? So you actually can have sex with me?"
"Hiei, come on. You convinced me. I won't bother even trying to seduce you. And if I touch you in any sexual manner, all you have to do is say the word and I'll stop."
"Wouldn't touching me in a sexual manner and trying to seduce me be the same thing?"
"No. For example, if I was trying to seduce you, I'd flirt and make you blush. But if I just wanted to touch you in a sexual manner, all I'd have to do was, say, grab your ass, or pinch your nipples through your shirt."
Hiei rolled his eyes. "You're disgusting. If you don't get laid within the next year, I'll personally pay Kurama and Eclipse to let you fuck her."
"You'd only have to convince Shuichi. Any convincing Eclipse needed would be taken care of easily and efficiently by me... That's one of the worst things about being trapped inside Shuichi... If I want to come out, he has to be off guard, or in a good mood... 'Cause I can't seduce him to get what I want from him."
Hiei just shook his head.
Sixteen bishounen were suddenly scattered around a fairly large room. It wasn't brightly lit, but it was very richly decorated. In one corner was a raised platform with three wide stairs leading up to it, presumably just for seating since they didn't appear to serve any other purpose. There were three huge four-poster canopy beds along the wall, as well as a few big soft chairs with big cooshy footrests in front of them. There was one step down in the middle of the room that stretched from wall to wall and was wide enough to hold a few more of these chairs, then it dropped down again to the other half of the room, which held more chairs and a fireplace just for decoration. Also scattered about, near the chairs and beds, were tables of varying heights and sizes. They were all made of polished mahogany, and everything else, all the beds and chairs and the carpet, were a rich crimson red color, the carpet thick and soft, the blankets and chairs and the curtains around the beds, soft velvet. A few floor cushions were scattered about; these had gold fringe, as did the blankets, curtains, and pillows on the beds.
"Holy shit," Inuyasha muttered. "I've never seen anything this rich in my life..."
"Neither have I," Sano agreed.
"I didn't get the impression those girls had such good taste," Saitou stated calmly.
"I didn't get the impression they had any taste," Eiri added under his breath.
And Ed made the best observation of all: "At least it isn't pink."
They all agreed on that one.
A door on the top level at the far side of the room opened, and sixteen fangirls filed in, followed by about five "security officers." Sesshoumaru's fanatic, Yuri, was, of course, in the lead of the whole procession. The door was shut and locked behind them.
"Make yourselves comfortable," Yuri said, her voice not the most warm, or even very ditzy. She sounded unhappy as she seated herself on the top step of the carpetted platform in the corner. The other fifteen girls seated themselves on the stairs, and the five security officers stood in front of them with perfectly even spaces between each other.
Slowly, most of the guys settled themselves around the room. Sesshoumaru, Saitou, Aoshi, and Tsume remained standing, directing very bitter looks at the large mob of girls in the corner.
"Make. Yourselves. Comfortable," security growled.
"Why are we here?" Aoshi asked coldly. "Are you trying to impress us?"
"We're going to play a game!" one of the girls said. "Please, just cooperate. It'll be fun!"
"Fun is not in my vocabulary," Saitou stated.
"It's really not," Sanosuke agreed. "Bug-face has a stick up his ass."
The next moment found the young man laying face first on the floor suffering from a severe nosebleed (which didn't really show up on the crimson carpet).
"I take it back," Saitou said thoughtfully. "That was fun."
One of the girls, presumably Sano's fanatic, was on the verge of screaming in horror. Another girl stood up and thrust her fist into the air. "Way to go, Saitou!"
The Sano fanatic screamed and a catfight broke out.
"Are we having fun yet?" Ed asked dryly.
"STOPPIT!" Yuri screamed. They stopped. "NOW! The game is truth or dare--"
"WHAT?" Yusuke screamed, standing up. "WE'RE GOING TO HAVE FUN PLAYING TRUTH OR DARE? ARE YOU STUPID?"
Indeed they were stupid. Being fanatics and Mary-Sue-wannabes, they had few brains, and couldn't think of a better game if someone held it on a stick in front of their faces. Being girls, they liked to find out each others' secrets, and typically disregarded the entire 'dare' facet of the game. But now they wouldn't. (You were expecting something grand, weren't you?)
"Watch it, you!" one security girl said. "You should be more respectful. Anyone could dare you to do anything in this game, and you have to do it!"
"This is gay," someone muttered. Whoever it was was ignored, however.
"Please make yourselves comfortable," Yuri said, forcing herself not to throw a fit about the disobedience of the man who had always obeyed her so well in RPGs.
"I'm comfortable."
The girl took a few deep breaths, knowing that demanding obedience wouldn't do shit. She'd already tried that today. It had ended in tears.
"Let's just start the game," Ayame suggested. "We'll be having fun before we even realize it!"
"I know I won't notice myself having fun," Saitou said, "because I won't be."
If this were animated, you would have seen almost all the girls in that corner of the room erupt into flames and have the jagged angry teeth and those creepy white semicircle eyes and lots of rage, rage, rage. There would have been little squiggly lines of fury raising off them like heat waves off the desert. The entire corner of the room would have been trembling, even the air, from the combined effort of containing the imminent volcanic eruption.
But this isn't animated, so none of that happened. But they WERE really mad.
"Let's just relax," Kenshin attempted to comfort. Instantly, one of the fangirls got a bazillion tiny pink hearts all around her and her eyes got all glittery with love.
"That's my Kenshin... Always the sweetheart!"
The emotions around her were mixed, some even more angered by her disgusting mushyness over such a pansy, others slightly amused.
"Yes," Miroku agreed. "Let's try to calm down, Sesshoumaru-sama." He spoke the lord's name just above a growl, a grin plastered on his face for show. Sesshoumaru cast him a death glare. Damned monk. How dare he?
"Soo..." one girl ventured. "Who wants to go first?"
Now, as you may know, truth or dare with 32 people is probably not only a stupid and embarrassing event, but very difficult to control. It's not that easy to control with five or six. So, as you may have guessed as soon as the words 'truth or dare' entered your mind from this screen, this lame-ass game is destined for disaster. What kind of disaster and how soon it will occur are the only major factors in its destiny.
"I'll go first," one fangirl volunteered.
"Wait one minute," Miroku said. They stopped. "For those of us uninformed... How do you play this game?"
"Ohh! It's very simple," the girl said. "If it is your turn, you ask a person 'Truth or Dare.' If they answer 'truth', you ask them a question, any question that comes to your mind, and they have to answer truthfully. If they say 'dare', then you dare them to do anything in the world. That is, for our purposes, if it doesn't involve hurting anyone, destroying anything, or leaving this room."
"Jeez!" Yusuke exclaimed. "You take all the fun out of everything!"
"Can it be perverted?" Karasu asked from where he lay on his stomach on one of the beds.
"As long as it isn't sex," Ayame clarified. "Like, I couldn't dare you to... do Sessh--AHHH!"
Sesshoumaru had merely turned eyes cold enough to freeze hell in her direction, and she was scared shitless. Probably literally.
"If you even consider it--" he snarled.
"Nobody will dare you to have sex with anyone!" Yuri comforted quickly.
"All you have to do is never pick 'dare,'" Yusuke advised.
"Yeah, but that's the pansy way out," Karasu taunted. "And we all know Sesshoumaru is not a pansy."
"Indeed he isn't," Yuri agreed distantly, looking over the muscled body of her object of utmost desire.
"Yuck," Ed muttered.
"Right!" Ayame cried. "The game! Um. Yes. Um. Kita. You said you'd go first, right?"
"Yeah!" the girl named Kita chirped happily. "Let's see now. Yusuke! Truth or dare?"
He sighed heavily. "Why me first? Truth."
"Truth! Um. Well. Um. Let's see. Um. Oh! I know a good one! Have you ever had homosexual relation--"
"NO!"
"You didn't let me finish! Have you ever had homosexual relationships with Hiei?"
One of the security girls twitched slightly, and Yusuke answered again, "NO."
"Are you sure?"
"I think I would remember something like that!"
"Okay! Just making sure! Um. Your turn, then."
Another heavy sigh of annoyance escaped the teen. "Truth or dare... um. Karasu."
"Dare," he answered.
"Dare? Dare. Uh. I dare you to... Hm... I dare you to NOT look at or bother Sesshoumaru for the next five minutes."
"What! What if I can't?"
"Then... he can kick you in the face. I dunno. Is that appealing, Sesshoumaru?"
"Yes."
"Then it's settled. Look away, Karasu. Starting... Now. Five minutes. Go."
Reluctantly, Karasu turned his head to fix his eyes onto the wall, looking dejected.
"Your turn."
"Truth or dare..." Karasu sighed. His eyes scanned across the room, jumping to the ceiling as they passed over Sesshoumaru. "You." He pointed to Ed.
"Me!"
"Yeah. You. The short kid."
"I'M NOT SHORT!"
"Whatever! Calm down. Truth or dare?"
"Truth?"
"Truth. Hm." He scrutinized the teen for a minute, then asked, "Are you a virgin?"
"Wha--!"
"You heard me, shorty."
"I'M NOT SHORT!"
"Calm down! Just answer!"
"YES!"
"Good. Your turn."
Ed calmed down after a minute, and his eyes went to the fanatics. "Which one of you is obsessed with me?"
"Me!" one girl squealed, jumping up.
"Okay, then, you. Truth or dare?"
"Um. Um. Omigod. Um. Truth."
"Why me?"
"What?"
"That's your question. Why are you utterly and totally obsessed with me?"
"Um. Omigod. Because, you're cute... and hot... and strong... and you're so mature for your age! Most guys are such dicks when they're fifteen. And. Um. Omigod. Um..."
"Time's up," Saitou stated. "Your babbling annoys me."
"OMIGOD, SHUTUP!"
"Your turn," Ed reminded.
"Oh! Oh yeah, omigod!"
Five minutes later, Karasu was looking at Sesshoumaru happily while the leather-clad demon lord avoided looking at him due to the fact that Karasu was a perverted freak, and it was his turn.
"Truth or dare, Sesshoumaru," the crow said teasingly, grinning. The beautiful demon looked at him, and after a short moment, replied, "Truth."
We all know Karasu was hoping he'd pick dare, while at the same time knew he wouldn't, but he was still disappointed. However, that didn't show on his smug face.
"Have you ever had a relationship with another male?" Then he held up his finger. "Let me rephrase that, since we all know you aren't the 'relationship' type. Have you ever had sex with another male?"
"Why the hell should I answer that?"
"Because it's the rules of the game." He smirked. "And yes, I know you don't obey rules. But do it anyway."
"Yes," the lord answered calmly. "I have."
Inuyasha screamed. "You HAVE! That's so... so..."
"Hot..." twenty-one female voices murmured in unison.
"NO! Not hot! Ew! It's so... ew! Of all the things I've never known about my brother, why does THAT have to be what he comes out with!"
"Because I asked him," Karasu said. "And there is nothing wrong with it. Sex is sex."
"I agree!" one of the security girls chirped, thrusting her fist into the air. All eyes landed on her and she shrunk to the size of a walnut to avoid further notice, disappearing behind the pink sun visor with the word "Security" across it that she'd been wearing on her head.
"Anyways," Yuri said, "it's your turn, Sesshoumaru-sama."
"I pass."
"No."
He rolled his eyes. "Fine. Inuyasha. Truth or dare."
"What? Uh. Uh. Truth."
"You're still a virgin, aren't you?" He said it almost arrogantly, as if he knew something about his brother that his brother didn't know he knew.
"What!" Inuyasha seemed startled and embarrassed. Sesshoumaru crossed his arms.
"Answer it."
Gold eyes locked on gold, one pair smirking, teasing; the other, angry.
"No," Inuyasha finally said, not breaking eye contact.
"No?"
"No. I'm not. Is that so surprising?"
"It was a human, wasn't it? That would be fitting. It was that priestess."
"Kagome! No way!"
"You'd better hope you never had sex with Kagome!" Koga warned.
"Shut up, ya mangy wolf! And Sesshoumaru, who I've had sex with is none of your business!"
"The same goes for you, little brother. So you shouldn't be so appalled that I've had sex with another male."
"That's just gross."
One of the other security girls spoke up, "Treat others as you wish to be treated, Inuyasha! Now, it's your turn! Shut up and go!"
A fanatic flung something at the brown-haired security girl, knocking her face-first onto the soft carpet with a bloody nose. "Don't you speak to my Inuyasha that way!"
"Jeez. You guys sure don't get along well for being on the same side," Sanosuke noted.
"Quiet! Play them game! Inuyasha! Your turn!" the first security officer demanded, having returned to her natural size. She also received a heavy object in the back of her head and went face-first into the carpet.
Some time later, the game was still going on. The bishounen were bored silly, and were starting to mill around and pace and get all fidgety, pulling at strings on their clothes and stuff. Sesshoumaru was finally sitting down in one of the chairs, which he'd kicked his brother out of since it's much more fun to bully Inuyasha than to bully someone like Yuki, who would probably just tell him to fuck off, even if he was a beautiful demon lord. So now, the inu youkai was resting his chin on his fist, feeling more bored than he ever had in his life, even as a child. He was barely even listening to the game anymore, and he didn't care that Yuki had just dared Yusuke to sing some annoying nursery rhyme about a teapot.
And now Yusuke was bitching and moaning. Everyone else was egging him on. Whatever the hell this teapot rhyme was, it seemed that they thought it would be funny for the boy to say it. Funny? Who cares, Sesshoumaru thought. I wish I could make people drop dead just by looking at them.
This thought was suddenly intensified as Yusuke started this wretched nursery rhyme, his face burning red as he stood up and did some retarded dance sort of thing to go along with it.
So, Sesshoumaru was good and pissed off when the fanatic Yusuke had called on moved along to call on Karasu.
"Dare," the crow answered. The fanatic giggled and blushed.
"I want to see you kiss Sesshoumaru. Ayame said it was really hot."
"No," the demon lord snarled instantly, suddenly fully alert. He showed his fangs, snarling like a rabid wolf. "I will not degrade myself by even touching him again. You can NOT--"
"Oh, shush," Karasu said. "You have to cooperate. It's a dare. That's how the game is played."
"I will NOT."
"Are you afraid?"
"I'm disgusted."
"Oh, come on, Sesshoumaru-sama... Please? For the sake of good sportsmanship?"
"I will not do it for the sake of anything."
"Sesshoumaru," Yuri said firmly. "Do it. It's not like we dared him to give you a blowjob! Or worse, you give him a blowjob! Just kiss him and get it over with!"
"This oughtta be good," Inuyasha muttered. Sesshoumaru's entire body tensed, ready to lunge at his brother and rip out his entrails, then feed them to that dirty bastard Karasu. Or better yet, rip out his brother's entrails and hang Karasu from the ceiling with them. Either way, they would both die. Then he could find a gruesome way to murder all twenty-one fanatics in that corner. Not like it would be difficult, considering how weak they were, and only one slash with his Dokkasou would be enough to kill them all five or six times over. Hell, if he had Tenseiga, he could try to muster enough kindness after murdering them that he'd be able to bring them back just to murder them all over again. Boy, would he be happy then. That would be fun, not this dumbass game.
He was so lost in his violent fantasies of death that he almost didn't notice that Karasu was crossing the room to him. However, he snapped out of his visions of blood and murder in time to stand up and stare down the crow as he approached.
"This would be even more fun on the bed," Karasu said.
"I don't want to have fun with you," the inu youkai snarled furiously.
"Oh come on," Karasu chirped, keeping his attitude calm. "Just humor me."
There was a short pause that seemed to go on for eternity.
"If I humor you now... Just this once... you must swear upon your life that you will never EVER force anything like this upon me again." Golden eyes moved up to take in the mob of fanatics. "That includes you. Nothing else. I'm sick of this."
"Yessir," sixteen voices chirped in unison.
"So..." Karasu murmured, drawing closer. "Humor me? Just this once?"
A snarl bubbled up from Sesshoumaru's throat.
"Please? If we do it right this time I swear to you, on your life and mine and anyone elses' I may value even the least... If we do it right this time, I will not molest you for the rest of the time we are together here."
Now, we all know Sesshoumaru is not one to give in to temptation easily. This wasn't even temptation. How tempting is kiss-rape? But just to get the damn crow, and the damn fanatics, and all the other damn bastards who wouldn't leave him alone, off his back, he acquiesced. His head moved in a barely perceptible nod. Karasu smiled wider.
"Thank you so much." He all but dragged his extremely unwilling victim over to the bed and lay him down.
"This is disgusting," Sesshoumaru muttered as the by now somewhat obviously aroused demon lay on top of him. He shied away. "This is revolting."
"Shh. Relax. You're lucky to get away with just this. There's so much more I'd love to do to you."
"I'll bite out your throat out if you don't just shut up and get this over with," he whispered angrily. The crow, smiling, closed his lips over his victim's, slowly coaxing the lord to return at least half of the vigor Karasu was showing him. It was disgustingly long and passionate, enough so to make a few people briefly wonder if perhaps Karasu had suffocated the poor guy and was now making out with a corpse. Horrible thought, I know, but it's probably something Karasu would do.
Finally receiving long gashes down both arms from the claws of an angry--and oxygen-deprived--demon, Karasu pulled away to allow the lord breath. Granted, he needed to breathe as well, but he didn't want to let go, and kept dropping little kisses on the available skin until Sesshoumaru's breathing calmed and he shoved the dark-haired demon onto the floor, hard-on and all.
"If anyone else bothers me throughout the endurance of this immature game of yours, I will kill you very slowly and painfully with whatever method I feel is appropriate." He rolled over, grabbed a pillow, and closed his eyes.
Karasu picked himself up off the floor and absentmindedly licked some of the blood off his hands and arms. Ayame got up and ran to him.
"Oh, Karasu! He hurt you!"
Karasu shook his head, his eyes still not leaving the leather-clad demon curled up on the bed. "It looks bad, but it feels good."
A shudder rippled through all the un-masochistic people in the room, including Sesshoumaru, who sat up, grabbed the curtains around the bed, and drew them closed sharply, glaring at his bleeding kiss-rapist as he did so.
"Okay!" one of the security girls cried, flinging down her gun. "This game has gone far enough!"
There was a startled pause, a shocked stillness as everyone gawked at the apparently very angry rebellious security girl.
Yusuke suddenly felt very, very stupid. Under the pink sun visor, black hair hung over closed eyes, but white fangs gleamed as the girl smirked evilly. This was no Security girl. She tilted her head and opened her eyes to finally allow some light to fall on her pale face.
Shadow Jaganshi had been standing in this room the entire time they'd been playing this game. Just standing there, holding a gun, wearing a tight pink shirt with the word 'Security' emblazoned across her chest in bold yellow letters.
"Shadow!" he yelped, startled.
"Damn straight I am!" she snapped. "You couldn't tell, could you!"
"N-no... Actually..."
"I thought not. I hid my aura and never allowed anyone a clear look at my face... Do you think I look good like this? I think the sun visor and the high ponytail kinda make me look cute. Think Hiei would like it?"
"Who cares what Hiei likes?" Eiri snapped. "You've been standing there the entire time watching us suffer and didn't do shit about it!"
"YOU'VE BEEN STANDING THERE THE WHOLE TIME, PERIOD!" Yuri screamed. Shadow's eyes widened as sixteen fanatics, three Security girls, and about ten angry bishounen all piled on top of her. The remaining security girl, with her pink visor, pink shirt, and white pants with the pink stripe on the side and "SECURITY" emblazoned across her ass, looked unconcernedly at the pile, gun over her shoulder, and wandered over to the only bed with the curtains drawn.
"Fluff-fy!" she sang, grabbing the curtain and yanking it back. His back was to her. "Fluff-fy!"
"What do you want?"
"We're gonna rescue you!"
He rolled over and sat up. "Rescue me?" He held up his hands. "I have Karasu's blood and flesh under my claws. It's a little late."
Her shoulders slumped. "It was for your own good. If we'd interfered, Karasu would have ended up raping you or something! This way, he promised not to molest you anymore, so he won't try to rape you, or kiss you, or grab your ass, or grope your--"
"I get the picture."
Shadow was currently being pummelled into a bloody pulp by approximately thirty-five people all at once. Sesshoumaru and Eclipse glanced at the pile of people simultaneously and each blinked a few times before he sighed and got up, grabbing Koga by his tail and winging him across the room, then some fangirl, then another, then Inuyasha, who he grabbed by the hair and punched in the stomach, then the face too for good measure, and for fun. Eventually getting sick of this tedious process (they all seemed to lunge back into the fray the second they got up from being thrown), he shouted, "MOVE!"
Never having heard him yell like that before, within three seconds everyone had stilled. He kicked aside all the half-dead people who couldn't move on their own, and Inuyasha just for the hell of it, and found only a bloodied pink and white outfit on the floor.
"Damn."
Eclipse screamed. "SHADOW'S DEAD! YOU TOTALLY DISINTIGRATED HER! YOU WILL ALL REGRET THAT! HIEI'S GONNA BE SOOOO PISSED!"
"Oh my God! We killed Shadow!" Yusuke freaked. Sesshoumaru looked up just in time to see and black and white form drop from the ceiling, do a flip in mid-air, and land on its feet in a crouched position, one palm on the bloody clothes.
Shadow looked at the clothes, then her hand. "Dammit." She straightened and walked out of the mob, over to Karasu, and wiped the blood off on his shirt. Then she walked over to Fluffy and flung her arms around him.
"You DO care!"
He twitched. Somehow, the girl had had a serious change of wardrobe while supposedly having the shit beat out of her. Rather than pink and white and yellow, she was wearing black. Tight black leather. A corset with lots of shiny silver decorations, and leather pants easily as form-fitting as Sesshoumaru's. However, she still wore her hair in a high ponytail and had the pink Security visor on.
Awkwardly, he patted her back. Not feeling so inclined to agree with her statement, and certainly not wanting to deal with the circumstances of disagreeing, he chose the safer option of changing the subject.
"Why are you dressed like that?"
She stepped back, all smiles. "Like it? I decided if you were going to be forced to dress up all sexy-like for the benefit of others, I would sympathize and also dress up all sexy-like for the benefit of others."
"Ooh ooh!" Eclipse squealed, raising her hand and jumping up and down. "I want to dress up like a skank too!" She proceeded to take off the visor and wing it across the room like a frisbee, then strip off the shirt and pants to expose a similar outfit to Shadow's, only she was wearing extremely short short shorts that weren't tight, but were leather, and thus exposed her thighs and knees between the bottoms of the shorts and the tops of her boots. Sesshoumaru sighed. Roy checked out her ass.
"Anyways--"
"YOU WRECKED OUR GAME!" Yuri screamed hysterically.
Shadow and Eclipse proceeded to fly through the air and slam into the opposite wall. They were off instantly, however.
"YOU WRECKED OUR BISHIES!" Shadow retorted angrily.
"THEY AREN'T YOURS!"
"WELL THEY SURE AS HELL AIN'T YOURS!"
"AND THAT MAKES THEM YOURS?"
"IT MAKES THEM NO ONES! BUT IF THEY HAD TO BE SOMEONE'S, THEY ARE MORE LIKELY TO BE MINE THAN YOURS!"
"You're not accomplishing anything," Sesshoumaru muttered.
"Except making me hard of hearing," Koga added bitterly. "Put a lid on it, all of ya!"
"Well SOR-REE, mister high-and-mighty miniskirt-wearing wolf-man!" Eclipse shot back. "I'm just sooo sorry that she can't keep her mouth shut."
"Hey, thanks for apologizing so I didn't have to!" Shadow chirped. "Saved me the trouble."
Yuri was fuming angrily. "This just won't do," she stated furiously to the nearest girl.
"I agree," the nearest girl agreed.
"I don't," Shadow didn't. "In fact, I think this will do just fine. Come on, Sesshoumaru, we're bustin' this joint!" She grabbed his hand and dragged him towards the door.
"NOOOOOOOO!" Yuri screamed. She just held out the "ooo" until Shadow jumped on her and stuffed a hunk of cloth in her mouth.
"Shhhhh! You're hurting their ears! Look! Koga's ear is bleeding! Are you okay, Koga, o great wolf lord?"
"What?"
"I asked if you were okay!"
"What?"
"Are you deaf, you stupid son of a bitch! I asked if you were o-kay."
"What? I can't hear you!"
"Fuck you, too!" She spun and stomped away. Eclipse leaned over to Yuki.
"That's a no."
"What?"
No great objections to this chapter, I hope?
About Harry Potter... Awesome special effects, as always, but it was a little abrupt. It went from one thing to the next without any of the in-between stuff that, granted, isn't necessary, but adds to the story. It could have been better. But hey. They wanted to cram it into two and a half hours, so, they crammed it into two and a half hours. But the dragon was awesome.
Note on Alucard (and other bishounen people think I should have included): I've never seen Hellsing. Therefore, no Alucard. And the best vampire ever is in the Anita Blake novels by Laurrell K. Hamilton. His name is Jean-Claude. As for other bishounen I should have included... I HAD NEARLY FORTY CHARACTERS TO KEEP TRACK OF ALREADY! It was very difficult to make sure all sixteen guys got appearances and mentionings. I had to keep a list of them at the bottom of the document so I didn't forget them.That's why I didn't bother naming the fanatics and giving more of them parts than just Yuri and Ayame, and random security people. So, sorry if your favorite guy wasn't here. I can only do so much.
Now. Sorry for exploding. Hope you enjoyed the chapter. Hope my notes didn't make you forget everything that happened in the chapter. They sure made me forget...
Review, please.