Birthday Crashers

Mitsukake pushed Suboshi aside and rose from his sitting position on the couch. He twitched his left ear, then his right. He didn't want to be paranoid, but he began to feel as if he was being watched.

"Um.. who's there?" Mitsukake called out. Why had Suboshi suddenly fallen onto Mitsukake's lap in an unconscious state? Why couldn't Mistukake remember turning the television off, yet there was no sound coming from it?

"Damn.. mute.. button.." Mits mumbled, fumbling around for the remote control. When he reached it, he shut the power off of the television and continued scanning the room. "All righty then! Who's there and ready for some MITS FEVER?" he practically screamed.

Just as Mitsukake was about to turn around and scream out frantically again, he was grabbed around the neck from behind!

"You! How could you betray all of us!?" Mitsukake gasped with shock, while being hauled across the floor to the kitchen. The cloaked figure pulling him along did not answer. It merely grunted.

"Noooo! You'll never take me alive! Step back or I'll mess you up with some voodoo powder!" Mitsukake tried pulling back away from the person, while making his threats.

The mysterious figure hauled Mitsukake toward the basement door. It started to make its way down the stairs..

"Miboshi? MIBOSHI!? Where are you!? I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings by calling you bald, but... but WHERE ARE YOU!?" Tomo shrieked near the staircase. He was beginning to feel very, very alone. Well actually, he was very, very alone. Tomo sniffled a bit, and paced back and forth. When he grew tired of that, he began stepping up and then back down the bottom step of the stairwell.

He could no longer take the silence. Tomo screamed, "WHERE THE HELL IS EVERYBODY?!"

Mitsukake was thrown inside a net along with the other Suzaku Seishi, the Seiryuu Seishi and the two priestesses. He rubbed his head with a sigh. "

"Everybody... I'm hungry," Chichiri announced, not usually one to whine. But he hadn't had a chance to try the cake before all the nonsense began. His mask frowning along with his actual face beneath.

"I'll second that.." Miaka agreed.

"I'm getting antsy.." Tasuki said, his arm twitching slightly. Nuriko and Hotohori nodded.

"I want to play bingo... bingo or poker.." Tamahome complained. There was a small pause before another spoke.

"… I guess I might as well join in with the complaining. I'm horny," Nakago said sullenly. The others sweatdropped.

Amiboshi and Yui, each beside Nakago, suddenly tried inching away from him. Nakago looked from Amiboshi to Yui and asked, "Does that make this situation awkward?"

Tomo anxiously banged his head on a wall, convinced that violence would somehow help him through this puzzling situation. "All righty.. I've checked all the floors with Miboshi... except the basement... I guess this means I'm goin' in!" Tomo rushed into the kitchen and pulled out a flashlight from a nearby tool drawer. Then he skipped to the basement door and kicked it open.

"TRALALALALALALALALALA-eh.." Tomo flipped on the flash light switch and carefully started his way down the dark stairway. When he reached the bottom, he looked around for a light switch. Once he found that and turned on some light, he was able to look around the basement quite easily. Eventually, he came to a door and..

"TOMO!" Nakago gasped with relief when the illusionist entered the room.

"Nakago-samaaa!" Tomo gaped, eyeing everyone in the net.

"Oh god.. Who would've thought that the guy who'd rescue us would be a whiney voiced clown that likes to take advantage of people?" Nuriko muttered.

"Let me clear something up. I didn't come here to save you crapola Suzaku people, just the Seiryuu seishi and Lady Yui," Tomo snapped, getting annoyed.

Yui fidgeted uncomfortably in her small place in the net. She glanced over at Tomo who was standing in front of the door and gasped.

"Tomo! Look out!"

THWAP! "Ahahaa.. That's one less seishi fannying about." Tomo fell over and left the birthday crasher standing in view.

"Hello, everyone.. did you miss me?" he simpered.

"How could you do this to all of us? Why did you try to kill me with a television set!" Miaka whined, pulling on the net.

"Oh.. That was my accomplice's idea. He's not very fond of you, Suzaku no Miko. But then again.. I'm not very fond of your friend. However, I'm a bit less reckless and I wouldn't go about tossing entertainment systems at her just because of that," he replied.

The Seiryuu Seishi all narrowed their eyes. "Accomplice?"

Tamahome pondered for a moment and then said, "If you had an accomplice, how come all of us have only seen you?"

"Because he is preoccupied, trying to drag a certain ball-throwing brat down here to join you.." the terrorist answered.

"Don't diss my brother!" Amiboshi snarled.

"Yeah, yeah.. 'tever.. Now, while I'm waiting for my dearest partner," the culprit paused to cough sarcastically, "Why don't we all..sing?"

::To be continued...::