Bird: The jig is up! (Jeez, P.U. thanks for ruining everything! Gosh!) The evil plan is… so you're all hypnotized into bringing me and P.U. hot chocolate every day! But P.U. SPOILED it… now there is no evil plan…

P.U.: That's the way uh-huh uh-huh, I like it, uh-huh uh-huh… What? No hot chocolate!

Bird: Yeah… do realize it was because of you. On another note, I sort of want this story to have some sort of connection or similarity with The Curse. Also, right now I'm very bored. Have I ever told you that before? Hahahahahaha!

P.U.: Don't worry. At the mental asylum, she has her own permanent room that includes a strait jacket for free! They only let her oor run around butt-naked going, "Look at that birdie! Look at that BIRDIE!"

Tohru was sitting in the dim, deserted book store. Today, she had to work night shift because Akito had said there wasn't enough business. Funny though, because Tohru had never seen Akito, she just got indirect orders from him. For all she knew, he could've been a water buffalo roaming the bookstore. That's how clueless Tohru was about Akito the Manager. Uo had to leave, but Hana stayed, paying Tohru company.

"Those Sohmas… their electric waves are eccentric…" Hana commented.

"Did I tell you about lunch break?" Tohru asked.

"No…" Hana replied.

"Well, I asked if they wanted to go out into that food cart across the street for some sandwiches (they make them really well!), but I think they were worried about something… they said they didn't need me to get the sandwiches. I hope I didn't say that weird… because it... it's not really weird…" Tohru stuttered.

"Yes… I see your point," Hana said. They waited in the store for a half an hour. The only other sound was some of the other employees shuffling around. Hana said it was already getting late, and apologized to Tohru for not being able to stay longer.

"It's really okay Hana! Thank you! Thank You for coming for me!" Tohru said, expressing her gratitude. Surprisingly, a boy came in. It was late, why was a boy here?

"Umm… umm… can I use your bathroom?" He said. Kyo said, obviously annoyed,

"I don't know, can you? I think most boys your age have the ability to go to the bath—OW! RETARD!" Yuki smacked him on the head with the books he had been carrying: The Webster Dictionary and Thesaurus Combined.

"Don't scare the little boy away. Yes, please go," Yuki smiled, bowing politely.

"Eep! Yeah, thanks!" the boy rushed into the girls bathroom, as it happened to be closer, but nobody was using the bathroom anyways. Hatori was a security guard roaming the front gate, tempted to sleep on the job. The boy ran back out and scurried away into the darkness… how odd. Tohru fiddled frivolously with her favorite strand of her and looked on.

"No! I won't! I won't let him get away with it!" someone said, the voice muffled and far away. Tohru listened closely, pulling her ears to the sound stressing to hear.

"Please… don't! He didn't do ANYTHING! Nothing happened, the little boy was just a visitor!" STOMP! Hatori rushed to the inside of the 'permission by manager enter only'. Tohru stumbled back and her knees gave away in surprise.

Ahh? What happened? Tohru thought. Momiji at the other side of the store whispered to himself,

"Yuta? No, not… Yuta…"

NOW, FOR THE HALFTIME SHOW!

P.U.: Ahhhh! Break time! Hey Bird, Wassup?

Bird: Eh?

P.U.: Wassup?

Bird: Nothing's up except a big sign over your head that reads: "I'm an idiot!" To everyone you talk to.'

P.U.: Well, some people can't read. Besides, I don't see it!

Bird:turns to audience: See? This is what I mean, people. I meant a figurative sign, like it's so obvious you're stupid that it's as obvious as putting a sign over your head that says 'I'm stupid'!

P.U.: Let me repeat: SOME PEOPLE CAN'T READ!

Bird: Ugh! Fine, there might as well be a video tape recording that goes, 'I'm stupid! I'm an idiot!'

P.U.: Some people don't speak English! OR listen to English!

Bird: Every single freakin' person in the UK and the US does!

P.U.: Then I'll just travel to France!

Bird: First of all, you don't know French! Second of all, France was once owned by England.

P.U.: Don't ASSUME! If you ASSUME, you make an ASS out of U (you) and ME! (Get it? ASS-U-ME! Haha!)

Bird: Who knows how old that saying is… :stares in a disturbed way:

END OF HALF TIME SHOW! YEAH!

Ayame felt his eyelids beckoning him to close them. He slumped in the register counter, sprawling his arms as his head dropped. The next thing he knew, he was asleep. Hatori came over and poked him slightly, then sighing while massaging his temples from the migraine he was getting keeping people like Ayame in order.

"Just how did you get promoted before me? Sleeping on the job…" Hatori muttered. He took his hand, which was still cold from the night air, and nonchalantly brought it over Ayame's forehead. Ayame's brilliant eyes shot up with a start.

"Oh! Hatori! Why are you here? You know that you're the security guard!" Ayame chirped happily.

"As a security guard, I keep order. You for example, create chaos…" Hatori replied.

"Is that why you're here? Oh! Of course! Have fun keeping up the order!" Ayame said gleefully, not understanding Hatori's meaning. After that, Momiji rushed up to them.

"Was that Yuta? Do you really think it was Yuta?" Momiji said, panting from the intensity of the situation. Momiji could hear his own heartbeat, and he took his left hand and clutched his chest.

"Yuta? What Yuta? What Yuta?" Ayame said without distress.

"Yuta?" Hatori asked. "Yes… that was him…" Hatori said.

"Yuta? But I don't see Yuta! Where is he? Show me him!" Ayame said, tugging at Hatori's coat.

"Stop it. Yuta is Akito's—"

"AKITO IS INVOLVED WITH THIS! AKITO'S WHAT!" Ayame shouted. The few people in the store swiveled their head towards the sound.

"Be quiet! Yuta is Akito's half-brother…" Hatori said.

"When Akito was small, his father had another baby… his father shunned away Akito, and crooned over Yuta. Akito got jealous and threatened to beat Yuta, so Yuta ran away. Akito now has this grudge and wants to kill Yuta," Shigure stepped in.

"ACK! What's with you people and stepping out of nowhere!" cried Haru.

"Talk about yourself…" Hatori muttered.

"So, is that true Shigure?" Ayame said, his jaw dropping in disbelief.

"I don't think so… It's from one of my books!" Shigure tittered.

"Wow… who knew Shigure could make such a non-perverted story! Someone please call the Guinness Book of World Records crew… we got a new award here…" Kyo grumbled sarcastically. There was an awkward break of silence. They all stared at each other. Though nobody knew the real story behind Yuta, it couldn't lead to anything good.

Tohru started to put in the new shipment of graphic novels in their shelves. She chewed her bottom lip restlessly.

"Ahh!" Tohru said. She had accidentally dropped the six books in her arms she had been trying to shelve. Yuki swept up to her and picked them up.

"Are you okay, Honda-san?" Yuki asked worriedly. "Let me help you!" He offered.

"O… Oh! Thank you! Sorry!" Tohru replied, blushing a bit. How embarrassing… being so clumsy in a professional place like this. How shameful I am! She thought, looking down.

"Don't worry," Yuki said. "We'll have these books stocked up very soon!"

"OK!" said Tohru, building positive power.

Although, she needn't be that positive about it… Yuki thought.

CHAPTER END! YEAH!