Author's Note: Here's a long-awaited playful chapter, though I warn you, it's quite long. Also: don't drink milk. It might come out your nose.

Chapter Twenty-one

Truth or Truth

"Hey!" Faythe said. "Let's play a game!"

Everyone besides Taro looked at her dumbly. They all knew how Faythe's games turned out.

"Do you remember when Sara was kidnapped during B.S.?" Hiei asked.

"We're not going to play that kind of game," Faythe said.


Sara gasped. "Please tell me it's not…"

"Truth or Truth!" Faythe exclaimed happily. "I'll go first! Haldir, truth or truth?"

"What? Why do you present me with an option when is one choice?" he asked quizzically.

Faythe sighed. "Because it's a democracy. Choose."

He thought about it. "Truth."

Faythe considered a question. "Boxers or briefs?"

"I won't tell you that!" he exclaimed. "It's entirely none of your business!"

"You have to answer. You chose truth!"

"Fine! Boxers."

Faythe grinned. "What color?"

"Nope. I answered. I'm not obligated to tell you anything now."

Faythe sighed. 'You're no fun. It's your turn, anyways."

Haldir frowned, thoughtfully. "Hiei, boxers or briefs?"

"You didn't give him his choice."

"Fine. Hiei, truth or truth?"

"This is a moronic game," Hiei said. He leaned against Sara, who wrapped her arms around him protectively, holding him to her chest.

"Why can't you ever be nice to other people like that?" Jake asked.

"I'm nice to people…"

"Name one."

"I'm nice to Kurama all the time."

"Enough!" Haldir shouted. "Truth or truth, Hiei."

Hiei sighed. "Truth…"

"Boxers or briefs?"

"Oh, come on!" Faythe said. "Be more creative!"

Haldir only watched Hiei expectantly. Hiei just smiled. He looked at Sara, who had choked slightly. Taro had turned red and Kurama coughed.

Soon, all four demons were laughing. Haldir looked at them, confused. Then, his eyes widened. "Oh…"

"Jake. Truth or truth?"

Jake thought for a moment. "Truth."

Sara whispered something in Hiei's ear.

"That sounds rather invasive, Sara…"

"So? Just ask him."

Jake looked nervously at Legolas. "I don't have to answer, do I?"

"No matter what the answer is, we'll all still love you," Sara told him. "Ask him, Hiei."

"Jake…top or bottom?"

"Whoa!" Faythe said. "Sara's perverseness rubbed off on him."

Jake just laughed. "It depends…Sara, truth or truth?"

"Hmm…choices…truth."

"Who was your first crush?"

Sara raised an eyebrow. "You…"

"I'm being serious!"

"Elijah Wood. Aren't these supposed to be personal questions?"

Jake smiled. "They can be as personal as we want."

Sara rolled her eyes. "Fine. Whatever. Now, let's see…who do I choose?" She thought about it. "Aragorn, truth or truth?"

"Erm…truth," he replied.

Sara considered a question. Finally, a slow smile crept over her face and her eye gleamed. Aragorn looked afraid. "Aragorn, how many names do you have?"

Aragorn sighed. "I was afraid you'd ask something like this." He thought about it and counted. "Let's start with the easy ones…Aragorn, Strider, Longshanks, Dúnadan, Elessar, Estel, Thorongil, Wingfoot. I think that's all. It's eight, right?"

Faythe counted. "Yep! Now it's your turn!"

Aragorn rubbed his bestubbled chin thoughtfully. "Hmm…Legolas, truth or truth?"

"Truth," Legolas replied confidently.

"Red or blue?"

"No fair!"

Aragorn shrugged. "You have to answer it."

Legolas sighed. "Fine. Blue." He pouted. "I can't believe you made me come between my two favorite colors."

"You'll get over it eventually. Choose."

"Fine, I will! Taro, Truth or Truth?"

Faythe said loudly, "Let's play a different game now! Instead of 'Truth or Truth' come up with a 'Would You Rather…' question!"

Legolas rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Taro, would you rather…eat Swiss cheese or spray cheese?"

"What kind of question is that?" Taro demanded. Legolas shrugged. "Oh, fine. Swiss cheese!" He turned to Kurama and whispered, "What's spray cheese?"

"Cheese in a can."

Taro gave him a confused look. "In a can?"

Kurama smiled. "It's hard to explain."

Taro just nodded absently. "Haldir. Would you rather…" This game was harder than the first! "…Wear pink, or wear a dress?" Being both a shadow demon and a guy, either choice was hideous in Taro's point of view.

"That's easy. I'd rather wear a dress."

Sara smiled at Haldir and he frowned. "It's a tunic!" he shouted.

Sara opened her mouth to retort but decided against it. She settled for muttering something instead.

"My turn," Haldir said, thinking. "Sara, same question."

"Boy, you're original tonight, aren't you?"

"Shut up and answer."

"I can't do both."

"Just answer the damn question!"

"Can we just play something else?"

Maybe later. We're waiting for your answer."

Sara sighed. "Fine." She took a deep breath before answering. "Green…"

Faythe started laughing, remembering the whole baby fiasco in Germany.

"That wasn't a choice," Haldir said.

"Alright, alright. I would rather wear a dress."

"Good. You can wear one in Kenya."

"Don't count on it."

"I dare you."

"This isn't truth or dare."

The others looked at her, thoughtfully.

"That would be rather interesting," Hiei said.

"I've never seen you in a dress," Taro added.

"None of you have," Sara said, coldly. "You never will."

"I double dare you."

Sara snorted. "I'm scared now."

"I double dog dare you."

"Oh, very mature, Haldir. Still, no."

"I triple dog dare you."

Sara looked nervously at Faythe. "No. You'll have to do better than that."

"I'll thrice imaginary friend dare you!" Faythe put in. Sara sighed. She knew she couldn't contend with thrice imaginary friend dares.

"I still don't want to…" she said weakly.

"Yes, you do!" Legolas said happily. He clapped. "Oh, I can't wait to go shopping with you!"

"What? No way! We are not going back there! I hate shopping with you!"

Legolas just smiled. "You could always wear that red one…"

"No!" Sara sighed in defeat. "I'll go shopping with you."

"Great! We'll have so much fun!" He proceeded to ramble on about how much fun they were going to have.

"Baka," Sara muttered.

"What?"

Sara just yawned. "I'm going to bed. I suggest you do the same."