A/N: Well, I have been waiting months for fanfics to update, and…I then got sudden inspiration. 3 It's short, but only reveals what every reader waits for.
Jakotsu sat enraged, in front of the one thousand dollar piece of computer.
It's been a week! One whole fucking week!
He glared at the screen, his eye twitching.
Oh, I am, so, going to throw a bitch-fit.
The time he spent fuming in front of the labtop, was unknown to humankind, but it had been more than an hour. And, at 3 hours, a young man, with braided hair entered the room.
"Jakotsu? What gives? I've been calling you downstairs for over an hour!"
Said man, twisted his head, in the younger mans direction. A vein, making itself visible at the side of his head.
"J-Jakotsu?"
Stuttered Bankotsu. Before the younger man had any time to react, he was tackled, and found himself on the floor, with a much older man sobbing on his chest.
"…Jakotsu? What the hell is wrong with you?"
Jakotsu continued to sob, clearly unstable at this current point, although…It seemed to be a regular routine between the two, as Bankotsu just pat his head, and let his friend cry on him.
I think I know what's wrong with him…
He thought, remembering their conversation that day.
"Jakotsu?"
"…mou?"
"You've been depressed lately. What's up?"
"…It's nothing Bankotsu-chan"
"…Jakotsu! I can tell it's not nothing! Now. Spill!"
"…Anou…Bankotsu…It's just…You know those fanfictions I read?"
"…The porno stories?"
"…anou..."
"Yah? What about them?"
"…Well….."
"JAKOTSU! JUST TELL ME ALREADY!"
"…they…they haven't been…"
"…Been?"
"UPDATED YET!"
He held the older man in his arms, until he finally calmed down.
"Jakotsu? You better now?"
"No."
He muttered, then, added in,
"Unless you happen to know an author of one of those fucking fanfictions, and can give me their adress so I can kick their asses."
Bankotsu chuckled, "But, Jakotsu, if you kicked their asses, they couldn't write you anymore."
Jakotsu seemed to think about that for a while,
"…mou…you're right."
"Heh. Jakotsu, why do you even read that stuff?"
Just then, the older of the two had the distinct feeling of deja vew.
"…Anou…Bankotsu…In the fanfictions, people write smutty things of me doing different things of you."
Bankotsu's face fell, as he looked at Jakotsu awkwardly.
"….You read fanfictions about yourself?"
"Well, not anymore, some people haven't updated!"
Bankotsu looked at him for a minute, before laughing nervously.
"…Why would you read that?"
"Because you never let me get in your pants!"
He pouted, crossing his arms. Bankotsu's face turned three shades of red.
"…they- They write things like that?"
"Hai! Wanna read one?"
Bankotsu's eyes widened, as he was dragged into an armchair, and his eyes immediately met the screen.
"Anou…Did you like is Bankotsu-chan?"
"..."
"…Heh! Bankotsu-chan? You alright?"
Bankotsu then looked at Jakotsu, his face revealing none of his current thoughts.
"….They haven't updated this?"
Jakotsu shook his head.
"Jakotsu?"
"…anou?"
"I think I'm going to throw a bitch-fit."
OWARI.