Road Trip
Intro: -MUSIC: Jet, 'Cold, Hard Bitch'- Wow... I did a HUGE upload... (blinks)
A/N: They're on a road-trip to find a feather. That's how it relates to the main storyline, how's that? (is BS-ing out of her-)
How Fai knew how to drive – Kurogane didn't know. How good Fai was at it – Kurogane was baffled. Why Fai had the need to stop at each and every route – Kurogane was going insane.
"Awww! Come on, Kuro-Pon!" Fai pleaded. He and his companion strolled into a bright white convenience store. Aisles of various, brightly packaged goods compiled the shelves. Much of the store was roads-trip snacks. On the left wall, transparent fridges held assorted drinks. The counter was at the entrance and exit doors – perhaps for security reasons.
As Fai skipped off in glee, Kurogane took the moment to inspect the magazines. Throughout the periodicals, he found maps. He grabbed one – damn mage probably didn't know where the Hell he was going.
The blonde quickly returned. His arms were already filled with random objects. Dropping the items onto the counter, he smiled. The clerk rang him up with kind eyes. Fai smiled back politely. Kurogane kindly gave the clerk the offer back with a glare of death. When the clerk faltered, the ninja stared at the soon-to-be-bought items: a bottle of milk, chap-stick, sun-tan lotion, a whistle, three different key-chains, bubble-gum, a disposable camera, the map Kurogane pulled out, and cookies.
What the Hell is all this shit and what does it do?" Kurogane growled. The clerk flinched at the foul language. After receiving another death glare from Kurogane, the clerk flipped his head.
"These, too!" the blonde cheered, handing the clerk two sailor-like hats. Kurogane poked an eyebrow up. Blue eyes shrugged. "I'm not sure what all this stuff does, Kuro-Ban, but I' determined to find out!"
The clerk snickered at Fai's adorable nick-name and energetic response. He immediately shot his head down in shame before the ninja was able to make his blunt-yet-subtle growl noticeable. The clerk handed Fai a bill and two cups alongside the rest of the items. The mage bowed with a short, 'thank you,' Kurogane had once taught him to do. Upon leaving the store, he filled the cups with a blue ice-liquid concoction.
Fai giggled, hopping into the car's driver seat. This, 'driving,' seemed to make Fai really happy. Fai situated everything before turning the car's ignition on again.
Glancing to the back he nodded. Syaoran and Sakura were still fast asleep with Mokona resting in Sakura's lap. Kurogane was in the front passenger seat.
"Alright, co-captain Kuro-Koi!" Fai jammed out, almost in a slur. His voice was silent enough not to disturb the other travelers, but loud enough to be heard. He harshly flapped one of the sailor-caps on the big puppy. With a broad grin, he positioned his own softly into place.
The ninja flinched when the hat made contact. It wasn't as bad as the twitching in his right eye, though. "K-Kuro-Koi? What is wrong with you?"
"What?" Fai inquired innocently, batting his eyelashes, "are you denying that you're my Kuro-Koi? You don't want to be my Kuro-Koi?"
Kurogane blushed in silence. Fai's smile widened. He took the camera out to capture the ninja's bright blush, causing the car to swerve into the other lane with a jerk.
"You idiot!" Kurogane roared. He quickly grabbed the steering wheel to steady the car. Pulling back, he felt soft, moist lips on his own. The ninja flushed up a deeper shade of red, stuttering, "L-Look…you're driving. You can't take those damn pictures when you're driving, okay?"
Fai nodded in agreement. "Ah! Put on the radio, Kuro-Koi! Let's see what's on!"
Kurogane obediently turned the button-working device on. Voices singing and screaming together with screechy tones in the background pumped the speakers. He turned them down and peered behind. The kids were still asleep. With a sigh of relief Kurogane changed the channel.
"Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Oh this is most definitely shit. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap-"
"Oh! Kuro-Koi! Go back! That's a good song!" Fai squealed. His eyes widened in excitement as the ninja changed the channel back to the prior. He beat his hand against the steering wheel, looking forward at the other cars. Eventually, Fai even began to sing to the tune.
Kurogane sank into his seat, hoping to die. He could have died out of cuteness there and then but he wouldn't have been able to see the terrified look on Fai's face when he – "Wow! It's a museum! Let's go look!"
"No more stupid stops!" Kurogane demanded, his face a little flushed from his last thought.
Fai whimpered. He pouted, "But Kuro-Koi!"
"No. You already bought more than you need and I'm sure your legs have had more than enough exercise with all the other stops," the ninja assured through a demanded sigh.
"Oh my legs will be more than energetic once we get to the hotel for you, Kuro-Koi," Fai sneered.
Kurogane popped out of his daze. "What was that?"
"Forget it, Kuro-Pan," the blonde sighed. Fai pouted again. Road-trips were way no fun. Kuro-Chii didn't pay attention to him and didn't even bother to pick up his suggestive comments. He threw a temper-tantrum: "Fine, then. Feed me, Kuro-Koi. I'm hungry. I bought cookies and milk. I always dunk the cookies so give me the milk first and then hand me a cookie."
Kurogane grunted. He knew how Fai ate cookies; he didn't need to be told. Taking the milk out, he found it no task to rip open the cap. He proceeded to take the silver lining out, but Fai stopped him.
"Kuro-Koi! You have to shake the milk before you open it!" Fai cried melodramatically.
The big puppy growled something along the lines of, 'damn, idiotic, beautiful koibito,' before abiding to the mage's wishes. He violently started to shake the bottle. Fai sighed in anguish, glancing at Kurogane, "Why doesn't Kuro-Koi ever shake when I ask him to?"
Kurogane blushed, quickly snapping, "You better stop calling me that before the kids wake up," to ignore the question. He opened the cap afterwards. Fai took the bottle generously with a sip and motioned for a cookie. Kurogane ripped the cookie case open and handed one to Fai. The blonde took the treat and quickly swallowed it.
A small hum later, Kurogane glanced at Fai. "What? You don't want another?"
"It doesn't taste like a dunked cookie should…" the driver confessed with a tear in eye.
Fai concentrated on the road. There really were no more cute little sayings to irritate the ninja with at this point. The only thing he was useful for was driving the vehicle. The said wizard heard a shuffling noise on Kurogane's side. The other was probably just catching some sleep like the kids. It was rather late – the sun had set more than hours ago.
"Ahm age… ook ere," Kurogane grunted. Fai flipped his head over confused by the said other's muffled words. Fai's lips met in an instant with chapped lips. Something warm and soft was shoved into his mouth.
"How was that?" Kurogane asked again, red as can be.
Fai blinked. Once. Twice. Thrice. "That was better than a dunked cookie, Kuro-Koi!"
Kurogane blushed, slinking back into his seat. Crimson eyelids slid shut by raven eyelids. He didn't notice Fai pull over and he didn't notice Fai unbuckling his seat belt. Kurogane, in fact, did not notice until the said magician crashed his tongue into his mouth.
It was muffled and short but quickly ended as Kurogane pulled the seat belt off. Fai crossed over to the other side and unbuttoned the first five buttons of his shirt. Their lips were reunited with passion and force through their difficulties.
The ninja was fully accommodating to Fai with the magician saddled in his lap and Fai teasing him through the kiss while unbuttoning his shirt further. It was abruptly and completely wrong, but Fai smashed Kurogane's head to the side window his palm.
He quickly plastered on a smile as he buttoned the shirt back up. He chimed, "Sakura-Chan! I was unaware that you were up! How long?"
"Uh…Fai-San. Kurogane-San? I-I-I'm sorry…? I-I was watching from… wh-when you pulled…over. And then…I-I-I was quiet but I-I'm really sorry! I-I-" the girl stuttered, shaking violently with fear.
"Worry not," Fai assured the girl, "I bought I-Cees!"
Afterthoughts: What the Hell do I-Cees have to do with anything? They make the world go 'round. Reviews make my world go 'round. Please leave one!