Author's Intro:

I'm so sorry I haven't updated this in so long. I really have no excuse. Gomen nasai (times infinity).

Disclaimer: I don't own Furuba. Or course, you probably knew that already. But I own some fruit. And probably a basket.

On with it!

By the time that everyone got to Oprah's Legends Ball, T.V. cameras were everywhere. They even filmed the Sohma family climbing out of their car.

"I wonder why Oh-per-uh-san decided to host the Legends Ball in Japan," Momiji wondered, speaking to Tohru as they walked up a long, red carpet, cameras flashing everywhere.

"What is this place?" Kyo asked, flinching every time a photo was taken.

"It's a fancy party with famous people, stupid Cat," Yuki muttered, annoyed at his cousin and the people staring at him and the rest of the group.

They walked inside, greeted by a man in a suit.

"May I take your coat, sir?" He asked Kyo, who frowned.

"No, you can't have my coat. What do you think, you can just steal it from me like that?" he growled, walking past him. The man shrugged.

Oprah greeted them, her arms wide open. She was wearing a dark blue gown that had a red ninja belt and a white ninja star embroidered on her chest.

"I'm so glad you came! You know, I only had to kill two people. That means that 1,998 came!" she smiled, hugging Tohru.

"W-who did you have to kill?" Shigure nervously asked.

"Oh, just Cameron Diaz and Usher. But I'm not sure why I invited them anyways," she sighed, shrugging. "Anyways, come on in! I want you to come with me and meet my ninja squad."

The group walked through what seemed like millions of people, before coming to the back of the room. Oprah stopped, turned to face everyone, and whistled.

"COME ON OUT, NINJAS! I WANT YOU TO MEET SOMEBODY!" she yelled.

Everybody waited. And waited. And waited.

Then, all of the sudden, a bunch of blurs swooped downward. They were….

Oprah's Ninja Troop of Famousness.

Each had on an identical blue uniform, complete with a ninja belt and hood. Each had a huge "B.I.M.B.O." embroidered on their backs.

It stood for "Binjas Individually Ministering (to) Beloved Oprah".

"They even have theme song that they sing themselves!" the woman cried, motioning for them to start. And they began on her cue.

"We are the "Bimbos" serving our Queen."

"She fed us"

"Trained us"

"And always"

"Keeps us cleeeaaan!"

"We used to want to be businessmen caring for no one,"

"But now Oprah has shown us the way,"

"And made it very fuuun!"

They started, singing in a joyful, rhythmic way, almost to the same melody as the "Barney" theme music. Then they all paused, and one of the people, a man, ran out of the large group. They all started dancing, and he rapped.

"Yo, my name is Tim, and I'll tell you my story.

Three years ago my life was so dull and boring,

I had no bling, no pride, no friends

Until Oprah let me start life over again.

She made me fit and sexy, gave me a grill,

And after a workout she let me go and chill.

I love her like a mother,

That I can't deny,

So go see her today

And let your inner ninja fly!"

He ran back into the crowd, and a tall woman replaced him. By this time, almost all of the Juunishi (and Tohru, of course) were clapping and smiling, swaying to the beat.

"Now my name is Laura,

And you can't beat that,

I'll bet you lots

That my rhymes are phat.

Oprah knows they are,

She found that while we were in my car,

So why don't you come up to me,

So I can see your face.

We'll have a rap off,

Any time and any place!

Like Tim,

Oprah brought me in,

Had me join the BIMBOS,

Let me learn and grow.

And you know the rest!

I'll be forever in debt!

To her….."

She sang the last two words, and then jumped back into the still dancing group.

They made a few more steps, and then stopped, bowing.

Everyone clapped.

"Aren't they great?" Oprah laughed, as the group of ninjas disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"Yes, Oh-per-uh-san!" Tohru cried, along with agreements from nearly everyone else.

"Now let's go spike the punch!" Shigure yelled, and he was followed to complete the task by Ayame and Haru.

"This is going to be a looong night," Hatori muttered, being dragged along by the Dog to "spice up" the drinks.

Author's Closing:

I hoped you all liked the B.I.M.B.O. rap. I had fun coming up with it. x)

See ya next time!

E.