#16. Violated
By: Fury's Footsteps
Word Count: 332
Characters: Koenma, Kurama, Botan
Rating: K+
Notes: The result of an attack by a pretty violent plot bunny. It came out pretty much like I imagined it to.
Disclaimer: Yes, bad me, I remembered. I don't own any of the characters mentioned here, or YYH. Beat that.
It started out as, basically, a normal day. Koenma began his workday strolling around the work areas of the castle, taking care of mundane matters and greeting the majority of the staff. In fact, he even began to disillusion himself that the day could be completely normal and uneventful, when—
Kurama was suddenly walking beside him, matching his pace and wearing an expression that was a strange cross of bewildered and irritated.
Kurama initiated conversation by gritting out, "I don't get it!"
Koenma glanced at him, looked forward, looked at him again, and then forced his gaze to the end of the hall. "What don't you get?"
Kurama made an impatient noise. "I came down here early this morning, and I just passed one of your ferry girls. I swear she was the two-hundred-and-seventeenth person to say 'Great pants, Kurama!'"
Kurama looked over at Koenma, dismissed his sudden shaking fit and continued to speak, "I don't really understand, I mean, they're completely normal pants, they're just jeans…"
Botan, looking rather harried and walking the opposite direction, answered impatiently as she strode by, "They're rather tight, show off your ass, and totally accentuate your form when you walk. I've had to help a total of twenty-six ferry girls stand up because they've walked into walls, which was because they were staring at you."
And then she was gone.
Kurama and Koenma both stopped walking in the middle of the hall. Kurama, mouth slightly agape, slowly turned and watched Botan disappear down the hall. His expression suddenly changed as he tilted his head forward and grit his teeth. Eyes flashing, he ordered, "Koenma, please kindly avert your eyes from where I know they are looking."
Koenma jumped slightly and flushed, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "Well, I was checking to make sure if that was it…heh. Um. Hey, where are you going?"
Kurama was already halfway down the hallway when he tossed tersely over his shoulder, "To change. I'm feeling slightly violated."