KFC
"Kamui, before I do the unthinkable to you, I want you to say 'Goodbye' to your precious toy."
"No! You wouldn't!" Kamui desperately tried to have his hands freed, but only managed to cut his wrists against the shackles.
"Mmm, Kamui. Chocolate AND blood? You really shouldn't have." Fuuma walked on over to the toy left innocently on the floor and, with a gleam in his eyes, raised his leg to have his foot hover over the set.
"FUUMA! NO!" Kamui screamed. But his screams fell deaf to Fuuma's ears.
Fuuma, who held his foot a hair's breath away from the toy, stared wide-eyed at his front door. "Sh-she's coming…"
"What, who? You mean your landlady?"
"Yes, her." Quickly, and without thinking involved, Fuuma grabbed Kamui's body and threw him in the linen closet. "Don't…make…a…sound."
And there he was. Alone, inside a dark and musty closet. Did he mention that he had a mild case of claustrophobia? Kamui silently prayed that he was safe. He shifted through the, what he thought were jackets, forest of other dark things and bumped into a wall. He cursed under his breath. 'If only I weren't wearing these ridiculous handcuffs!' Kamui brought the offensive item to his mouth and began to gnaw away at the chocolate.
'How bad IS this landlady of Fuuma's…' He wondered.
He soon broke free and kissed his wrists. 'I don't care about Fuuma's kinky shit. Never again will my wrists be bound.' Kamui was severed from his sentiments by a vibration from the floor. The vibrations became more solid it seemed as shoe boxes and knick-knacks fell from the shelves of the closet.
Kamui's heart began to race. The 'tha-thumps' of his heart bounced back and forth on the walls of the closet. Perspiration dripped down from his hair and rolled down his back. 'It's hot in here.' He unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off onto the floor. 'Much better…'
The door to Fuuma's apartment slowly creaked open…
"MONOU-SAN!"
Kamui squeaked and pushed his way through the coats and cracked the closet door open a smidge. He peeked through to match that horrid voice with a person. But what Kamui saw didn't look to be human. It…It…It looked like…A hairy, bull elephant seal with roll pins in its hair and a bucket of KFC in its grasp. Kamui felt the urge to throw up and felt sorry for Fuuma. Was that his landlady? Tears streamed down the boy's face. 'Fuuma, please be careful out there. Don't anger it!'
"I smell me a varmint! Mm-hmm." She brought a greasy drumstick to her chops and ripped away at its flesh.
"Sm-smith-san-"
"Call me Angus, mm-hmm."
Fuuma blanched and quickly shook his head. His eyes welled up from the pain of having this hideous creature in front of him. And plus, she looked hungry.
"Wh-what seems to be the trouble, Angus…?"
"There be someone here with you, I reckon." She raised her drumstick and pointed it at the door.
Kamui screamed into his hands.
"What! No! Of course not! I would NEVER allow someone else in here…of…all places…" Fuuma backed away till he reached the closet.
"You're making me angry, and you won't like Angus when she's angry. Mm-hmm!"
KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Hello? Is anybody there? It's Yuzuriha. I forgot to give you one of your boxes of cookies. Hello?" She tried the door and it opened. She hopped inside. "Anyone hom- HOLY MOTHER MARY! WHAT IS THAT THING?"
"I'm Angus." The matter of Angus turned around to face Yuzuriha. "Are you my fiancée's girlfriend? Mm-hmm."
"N-no way! I wouldn't dream of dating a…a Dragon…Of Earth…" She blushed and remembered Kusanagi. Inuki, however, only thought about protecting Yuzuriha at the moment and growled viciously at the landlady. Fuuma jumped up and down and shook his head in the background. He mouthed a 'NO! SAVE YOURSELVES!' but it was too late.
Angus walked over to the inugami and punched it.
"Arfff!"
"Mmm, dinner!" She dragged Inuki's limp body.
"Inuki!"
Meanwhile, in an illusion made by the Sakurazukamori himself…
"Subaru-kun, you missed a spot." Seishirou was all too happily nagging the Head of the Sumeragi clan. He focused back to what was in his hands, the pictures. He grinned and thought he heard a familiar female voice laughing. He shrugged and glanced back up at Subaru who was tangled in the branches. "Subaru-kun. What are you doing?"
"I'm trying to reach that spot you said I missed!"
"Oh, do be careful." He said with mock concern.
Somehow, while finally untangling his arm, Subaru misjudged his movements and lost his balance. He fell on his ass most painfully. "OW!" Subaru winced and rubbed his ass. He regretted that he didn't stay drunk.
"Clumsy as ever I see." Seishirou knelt down, beside Subaru, and doctored his cuts and bruises.
Subaru blushed. "S-seishriou-san…!"
"You know, my practices of being a veterinarian come in handy every once in awhile. Because you see…Humans are not too different from pets."
Subaru arched a brow and pulled away. "Maybe to you."
"Hahaha." Seishirou stood up and walked over to the tree. He rested his hand against it. "Uh oh. It looks like you've made a mistake. This side of the tree was cut too much. You have to start over." He snickered at turned around to be greeted with a very angry Subaru. "Subaru-kun?"
"Don't you 'Subaru-kun' me!" He picked up what appeared to be an ax in his hands. "I've had it with you."
"Wh-what are you going to do with that?"
Subaru smirked. "So…You think ol' Subaru has gone CRAZY do you?" And with that, Subaru raised the hand-held implement in the air.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Arashi and Sorata waited at the bottom of the stair case. Sorata babbled on about his fantasies while Arashi exceedingly tried to ignore Sorata's antics.
"Inuki!"
"What? That was Yuzuriha. She must be in trouble! Come on, Missy!"
Arashi materialized a sword from her hands and Sorata had lightning bolts crackling by his sides. They reached the top floor and busted down the door.
"Yuzuriha…CRIKEY! WHAT IS THAT THING!" The monk fell on his ass and pointed across the room.
Arashi held the sword steadily in her grasp as she walked towards whatever it was. She crept closer.
"Babe, don't get too close!"
"…She's cooking Yuzuriha's inugami!" She clamped her hand to her mouth as Angus turned around. "What are you doing?" Arashi sliced through the pot and out spilled Inuki. "Where's Yuzuriha!"
"She's over here, Dragon of Heaven. She took a little spell from the shock." Fuuma nudged in the direction of Yuzuriha's sleeping form.
"Oi, you're Fuuma! I saw you with Kamui earlier, didn't I? Where's Kamui?"
"I can't tell you that. His life might be in danger as of the rest of yours. Now take your comrade and leave before it's too late."
"Angus angry! Pretty girl dirtied my dinner!"
Hinoto looked up at the ceiling. Premature tears threatened to spill from the corner of her eyes. "I fear…That the Final Day has arrived."
TBC
Sorry it took so long. I actually had this sitting in my documents. And for some reason... won't let me do some editing on this fic. I'm sorry for the scene changes. I'M SO SORRY! Ehhh. Yeah. This one was really weird. Oh and Angus belongs to my friend, Katie. Eww…Angus is nasty. Oh and Inuki's not dead. And…
I would like to thank L, Pinkmonkeybomber, Ori, and Lani again. I appreciate your reviews. And thank you readers!