Disclaimer: I don't own FY

AN: Well...this is a Tasuki/Miaka/Hotohori menage et trois...think I'm weird? Blame 'For the Love of Suzaku'..the fic that inspired this couple...

Time for some slapstick! MWHAHA!

Put a Smile on

Chapter 1: To the country of the 'mac!

"Where?"

"It's an American University." He said, "The best in the world. If I get a degree there, we'll never need to worry about money!"

"You know I don't care about the money..."

"Miaka...you know I wouldn't be doing this if i didn't think it was absolutely nessisary for our future."

"Yes..." she sighed, "It's just...Yui's going to America, too...and I'm starting to wonder what's so good about that country, that everyone's going there..."

"Yui's going to America, too?"

"Yes...some college..."

"Really, which one?"

"Um...I think it was Harvard, or something." She shrugged, "Which one are you going to?"

He was silent a minute.

"Taka? Don't tell me you forgot?"

Still no reply.

"Taka...?"

"Miaka..." he said finally, "Now, you have to understand...I didn't know..."

"Taka..you're scaring me.." She said, voice trembling, "Why don't you just tell me?"

"It's...it's Harvard."

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She frowned, the plane was taking forever to start...how long could the flight checks take, honestly?

"Miss?" She asked a passing stewardess, "How long until the plane takes off?"

"Not very long at all, ma'am." The woman said, "Just wait right there until we are in the air."

The world is conspiring against me to keep me from getting to Yui and Taka before I have white hair! She pouted, crossing her arms. First my car, then that dumb bus, then the stupid taxi, and the insolent traffic, then the ignorant airport security, now THIS!

"I wonder what they look like now...it's been 3 years...right?"

It had taken three years for Miaka to scrounge up enough cash for a two-way plane ticket to where ever Harvard was...somewhere in America...across a vast ocean...nearly a completely different world.

"I'm sure they'll be pretty much the same, right?"

She nodded, looking more than a little crazy. "They'll be just the same!"

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"ARGH!" Taka growled, flingin his pencil across the dorm in frustration. "This stuff is just impossible!"

"Now, now..." Yui sighed, retrieving the abused pencil. "It's not impossible, just unfair."

"Unfair...impossible, either way, they need to be kicked around like a beach ball for a while!"

"Come on, Taka..." She said, handing him the pencil, and massaging his shoulders, "Calm down now..."

"Yeah...you're right..." He sighed, leaning back, "I guess I'm just stressed about Miaka.."

"Don't be...it's only 2 weeks..."

"Right...after all, what could happen?"

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"Alright! I'm finally here!" She laughedm jumping out of the plane, and scanning the crowd for a 'Welcome Miaka!' sign. "Come on, where is it?"

Oddly enough, there was no such sign. Puzzled, Miaka walked into the crowd of welcomers, trying to find Yui or Taka among them.

"Now, you are fine!" Drawled someone from behind her.

Irritated, she spun on her heel to tell him off, her words died in her throat.

Amber eyes, blazing red hair, insufferable smirk, stylish denim and leather, cocky tilt of his head...it could only be...

"T-Tasuki...?"

The obvious confusion registered on his face couldn't be good...

"Eh? Whazzat mean?"

"Y-You don't remember?"

"Eh?" He was looking at her as if she'd just sprouted a second head, "Remember what?"

"You...don't..." she sighed, her excitement evaporating.

"Oh, wait!" He said, recognition sparking in his eyes, "F-from last saturday, right?"

"Erhm..."

"L-look...like I said, ya never know what ye'll say atta time like that!I don' even remember who Isaid, really!"

"Wh-what?"

"Eh...? ya sayin'ya fergot?" He scratched his head, "But you seemed to remember it pretty well sunday..when ya threw the toaster at me...so ya can't tell me ya blacked out of somethin!"

Wait a minute...he couldn't be talking about...

"N-no! You've got the wrong girl!" She sputtered, face on fire.

"Then why'd ya lead me on like that!" he shouted, face nearly as red as his hair. "And how come ya look so much like her?"

"Who?"

"Er...my ex-girlfriend..." He said, "Mary..."

"Wait...if you thought I was your girlfriend, why did you only remember me 'from last Saturday'?"

"Hey, I've had lots, okay!" he snapped, "'Sides, I said 'ex'!"

Lots of girlfriends? I don't know...Tasuki hated girls...maybe...

"Anyway...I gotta go pick up someone.." He said, adding a complaint under his breath, "That Hongo girl'd kill me, if I missed her..."

"H-Hongo?" She gasped, "As in Yui Hongo!"

"Yah..." He said, giving her a sidelong glance. "Why...a-are you miss...uh..."

He squinted down at a piece of paper. "Mi...aka...uh...yucky?"

"It's Yuuki! YUUKI!" She growled, slapping him over the back of the head.

"Owch!" He whined, rubbing his head. "She hired me to come pick you up."

"Eh? 'Hired'?"

"Yeah...she...came to my office.." he said, putting on his most proffessional smile. With his gleaming fangs he looked more roguish than proffessional, "We, here in the land of Whoppers and Big Macs...sometimes are simply too busy to pick someone up, so something we-"

"Yeah, yeah, enough sales hype..." she said, waving him off, "Why can't Yui or Taka pick me up?"

He shrugged, "Dunno who Taka is, but Yui said her classes were too long today..."

"Oh...so...where am I supposed to go?"

"I'm s'posta take ya to the motel."

"You can drive?"

"'Course I can!" He snapped, "What self respectin' American teen can't!"

She frowned up at him, and walked toward the exit, "Whatever, let's go then."

"H-hey! Where ya goin'? Ya can't get in the car without my keys!" He called from behind her, chasing after her.

Without much more chaos, they made it to his F-150, until Miaka tried to get into the wrong side of the pickup.

"Hey! That's my side!" He snapped, "I'm driving!"

"Huh?" She mumbled, then noticed the wheel was on the opposite side than she was used to. "Oops, forgot this place was backward.."

"Hey! You're the backward ones, not us!"

"We were first!"

"I'm 'bout ta throw ya in the back if ya don't get in the other side!"

As he pointed the ignition key threateningly at her, she doubted he was joking. Quickly, she scurried around to the other side, and climbed in.

The interior of the truck was positively covered in trash. Old food peeked out of the glove compartment, and countless Mc Donalds and Burger King bags were crumpled on the floor, next to empty fry boxes and soft drink cups.

"Well? Buckle up!" He insisted, slamming his door, "You just--"

"I'm not stupid!" She sniffed, " I know how to operate a seat belt!"

"Well how should I know? Yer ignorant 'bout everything else!" He growled, then added in a mumble as he stated the truck, "Stupid...bloody...women...all the same...don' matter where they're from..."

She couldn't help smiling in spite of his insults. There's just no way he's not Tasuki...he might not remember...but I bet I can get him to remember somehow...

"Whatcha' smilin' at!" he snapped, catching her gaze.

"N-nothing!"

"Good, 'cause I am never goin' out with you!"

"Which is good, since I have a boyfriend!" She snapped, then composed herself. "Hey, Tasuki...do you believe in alternate worlds?"

"First off, my name's not Tasuki..." He started, glancing over at her, but he was cut off by a cell phone. "Jes' a sec."

Fishing the phone out of his leather jacket, he flipped it open, and brought it up to his ear. "Yeeello?"

He scowled at whatever the reply was, and snagged an old hamburger wrapper, steering with his knees, and crackled it up against the mouth piece. "I can't hear ya! LALALALALA--- Yeah, well I don't wanna hear it, mister finishing-school Anthony!"

Miaka glanced up at the road, and felt her heart stop. While Tasuki had been messing around with his cell-phone, they had drifted into the wrong lane, and a Pepsi semi-truck was now headed directly at them.

"T-TASUKI! LOOK OUT!"

AN: Ahh...their chemistry is so fun, isn't it? Not nearly as serious and romantic as H/M, but FUN! heehee

You'll have to wait a bit for hotohori, though..sorry.

Yusagi Sombermoon