Reaper-chan: *is pinned to the wall with various silverware's* Ailac PLEASE LET ME DOWN FROM HERE!!! *is wriggling herself to get free*
Ailac: *is sipping tea the nearby table and is pissed of* did you say anything Reaper-dono?
Reaper-chan: I said I'm sorry ok! it's not my fault that our network connection got cut off for whatever effing reason just before I updated! And it took me two months to find and internet shop near my house T_T!
Ailac: *glares at Reaper-chan with his miss-matched eyes* why don't you say that to your reviewers Reaper-dono! You left them hagging in the air for two months! *flings a silver butter knife to Reape-chan's direction barely missing her*
Reaper-chan: YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS LATER TO SHRIMP! I'LL SICK AIKYO-CHAN ON YOU! AND NO MATTER WHATEVER YOU DO TO TORTURE ME YOU'RE STILL A SHOTACAN IN THIS FIC AND IN SHOT THROUGH THE HEART SO THERE!
Ailac: *numerous vein pops on his forehead* Before I torture my mistress any further, I'm here to present you chapter four of Then There were five *growls towards Reape-chan's direction*
Tsuna: *walks inside the room and sees a the sobbing authoress that is hagging on the wall* O.O Hii what happened to you Reaper-chan?!!
Ailac: *flings a barrages of silverwares' at Tsuna's way* just do the disclaimer before i decide to torture you with Reaper-chan.
Tsuna: *is terrified* Re-repear-chan doesn't own any of the KHR character's just her OC Aikyo and any other OC's are own by their respective creators.
Ailac: Please read chapter four to your hearts content *smiles sadistically*
T H E N T H E R E W E R E F I V E
R E A L I T Y FOUR
Fangirl's Torture
By: AngelzReaper
Hajimari de Gozaimasu!
Drip…
The sound of a single droplet of something liquid awakened her dull senses, making her open her eyes in response only to be greeted by an eternity of darkness…
Drip…
With a heaved sigh, she closed her eyes hiding her chocolate orbs with her eyelids laying still in what she thought was the ground only to volt upright in a sitting position feeling her surroundings. Yes she was lying on the ground but it was filled with something liquefied and if only she could see in this dark abyss she is certain to know what kind of substance she was doused with.
Drip…
As if to answer her prayers, light peaked from a far away distance. Slowly but surely that single steam of light started to engulf the darkness lightening the scenery…
Drip…
She almost puked at the sight, pure crimson red blood…she was laying in a pool of red blood her whole body soaking wet of the said watery substance.
Drip…
Drip…
As light enveloped the area, her eyes widen in pure horror, her body shaking from inside out as she sat there facing eight bloody carcasses with the faces she's too familiar with not to forget.
And she was jolted from that nightmare with a blood curling scream.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Aikyo's POV
Utterly fossilized in mid step at that little trip from my memory lane, I took my time regaining my lost breath almost stepping on a pebble on the road. I just have to HAVE the flashback of that scene! Out of all my memories why is it had to be that one ugh! The nauseas smell of fresh blood, the horrid site and especially seeing my body torn in so many pieces doesn't make me FEEL any better!
Why must that accident torture me so! WHY ME! WHY US?! GOD DAMMIT!
I can still visualize the face of that damnable creature who tortured us to death, took halve of our souls that left us hanging in between the line of life and death and most of all, the one responsible for us being here in this parallel reality where everything is fucking messed up! His evil laughter still echoing in my mind!
The worst thing is I only watched as that devil tormented my friends one by one until he breaks their will and their souls and I can't do anything about it but sit there like an idiot gaping.
My mood practically dropped from happy-go-lucky-pretend-to-be-an-idiot-girl to a downright PMS'ing-murderous-girl. I tell you damn flashbacks, plus stress, plus psychotic friends, plus bishounen overload and THEIR FANGIRLS equals a not SO HAPPY me ready to maul anyone with a rusty chainsaw wearing a hockey mask.
When I get the flashbacks with gory scenes like that, and especially when there is blood included on that memory I can't help but feel murderous…It reminds me how weak we are back then…how weak I am back then…and I can't help but remember the times when everything was just…just normal. When we are still ourselves, just normal teenage anime otaku girls with our own bodies chatting with each other through YM or MSN. Where we would write anime fanfics and chat and chat nonstop about our favourite anime's without a care in the world. But now…It's different, so many things has happened that change our lives forever after gruesome accident.
Ugh! What the hell am I doing?! I'm…I'M ANGSTING! THE HELL!!
No I won't angst and wallow in self pity and become and emo and slit my wrist! The girls would torture me, write fanfics about me pairing me to Orochimaru making me regret ever living, kill me and then bring me back to life only to do it again and again IF I did that! Imagine that…THAT paedophile as my bf doing kinky things and kissing and tonguing and everything! EWWWWWWW!!!
Giving a mushroom sigh, I tried to calm myself rearranging the scattered emotions inside of me before I lost it. So while I was doing that, the outside my face turned neutral, and my ice princess mask was put on without me realizing it. I closed my eyes hoping it would help me to calm down even just a little bit tuning the outside world, but THAT devil's face keeps popping inside my head haunting me. As my anger reached its boiling point, my face turned as cold and emotionless as a block of ice.
"Gotta calm down; forget about that incident that happened four years ago…no one blames me for it."
So before I magically summon a chainsaw out of nowhere and use it to try murder people, let's discuss something else…well something else like why did I have to be so retarded today deciding to leave the sanctuary of my beloved foreboding house and grace the dangerous streets of Nadeshiko with my presence in this particular year, month, day and hour? And why am I so dumb to think that the guys won't ATTRACT any unnecessary attention! OH how WRONG I was man! Not only did they attract every kind of GIRL on the district but they also made ENEMIES unknown to them who are the boyfriends/husbands of the girl population who had a major crush on them at that given moment and boy DO they want to throw their dead decimated bodies to Tokyo Bay.
And as if faith was against me, while I was silently musing thinking these thoughts I collided with a thick pole in the side walk forever leaving the indent of my face in there together with a trail of blood, a bird chirped from a nearby sakura tree darting its beady black eyes at my predicament, I glared back at it with the intent to castrate and kill but it only gave another jovial chirp as if silently mocking me in its own bird-y way.
"Damn BIRD! How DARE you mock me! I swear to Osiris that when I see your pathetic soul in the court of souls I will make sure to personally escort you to HELL!"
Taking my handkerchief from my hakama, I placed it upon my bleeding nose and wiped the blood that was leaking like a broken pipe from my busted nose making it look like an internal nosebleed product by thinking unnecessary thoughts. I looked forward, my eyes landing on my current guests to be and fought a snort seeing as my nose is slightly wrecked. As much as I like the Anime slash manga and as much as I like to see Tsuna in his tight black slacks that accents his sexy bum, why the hell did THEY have appear in here and through a portal thingy on my broken electrocuted laptop nonetheless making everything else more complicated than it already IS. ~sighs~ Tsuna and Yamamoto I can take, Gokudera is…tolerable at some level but the last two of the odd batch of bishies are just plain creepy for my liking EVEN if I'm sadistic myself but hell I'd rather sell the remaining half of my soul to the devil than have them running in the streets terrorizing the citizens… I'D lose my only pass time! Oops did I say that? Hehehe ~shifty eyes~
But those five are just the peak of my problems. To think I have tons of them in files and are organized alphabetical manner gaining dust at a dark corner of my room…poor me.
~double sigh~
Well not only do I need to refrain two hotheads for killing each other *coughgokuderaandkatie-chancough* but those presence that are following us are getting on my nerves. The moment I set my traditional sandaled feet on the concrete floor outside my home, a cold chill ran down my spine like Mr. Snuggles did a while ago but this one is much more bone chilling than before making me shiver in response. It carried a horrid aura of blood lust and death. And then it just clicked, someone…no there are actually three people watching us with calculating piercing eyes eyeing our every move especially those specific five.
I, once again eyed the guys in front of me from Katie-chan who was immersed in an all out verbal war with the silver haired bomb user shredding each other with words but she glanced at my way with less movement and in my amusement head butted Gokudera non too lightly but also not too hard as her way of saying "Duh I noticed them the moment I spat the first syllable of my insult to this dunce." and as a response I smirked and flicked my now long ponytailed hair to my left in an elegant manner (which I don't often do) as a reply.
I turned left to look at my game maniac friend and a simple "DIE AIZEN YOU RECHOUS BASTARD!" was enough confirmation that she too felt the foreboding chill the wind brings.
Inwardly smiling, I nodded my head in approval. Good to know that they are aware and ready to do battle albeit them looking a little oblivious.
"Nee ojou-chan, those three that are following us…are they your friends?" asked a husky low sexy voice to my left.
"Arn~ Don't be a baka Vongola mist guardian, would this lovely ojou-chan act like she's ready puncture their bodies with her set of cards if they are her friends? Some guardian you are ne?" came the witty reply to my right.
"Ara~ well excuse me Mellifiore's white spell's boss, I was just affirming things before I make them suffer their worst nightmares using my illusions to torture them before giving them the taste of real life death. And after that—I can tell that Mukuro turned his head to Byakuran's direction to give him an all out smirk ~shivers~—your next."
"Sore wa kowai na~ I can't wait." came the unperturbed reply of the whitehead.
I can feel the tension rising between the two as they glared with each other with closed eyes and smiling faces (?) How do they do that? I don't know and I don't want to know.
~sighs~
See? It was one of those normal ordinary days…except for the beaten up girls that lay unconsciously unattended on the floor product by none other than an angry voice manipulator that I fail to notice during my musings.
O.O|||
"God I fucking hate fangirls, but what I hate the most are the obsessive ones that stalk!" The now newly dressed Katie-chan spitted that sentence with venom glaring at the pack of girls that were gathering before us.
She was wearing a violet Kimono top and hip hugging fitted jeans to match with her low heeled black strapped sandals kicking some girls at their shins if they dared to take a step to our personal bubble.
On the other hand, my dagger wielding friend smiled a sadistic smile while playing her PSP enjoying the torment the girls were receiving in an angered Katie-chan giggling while discreetly throwing her dagger to another fangirl who attempted to glomp at a poor terrified Tsuna. Skipping towards his direction, she gave him an assuring pat on the back and staying at his right side aggravating the still irritated right hand man of the Vongola Decimo.
She may look like she's a carefree, laughing and innocent girl on the outside but I know she's been seriously pissed off when one of the stalkers bumped into her causing the said teen to recoil from the impact and thus releasing her grip from her favourite game console almost making it hit the floor. Keyword: ALMOST with a flick of her hand she caught the black PSP back in her grasp but upon her utter horror the background screen flashed a raven color and the words GAME OVER flashed into her incredulous eyes. My Marche look-alike friend stood rooted in her ground, hands twitching, her pale blonde fringes covering most part of her heart shaped face. As she lifted her face in a slow phase looking like she's in a trance, her faced sported a wide grin but with the murderous aura and the angry mark on her forehead I could tell that when she put her hand in her pockets to fiddle with her daggers she's ready to strike and kill.
Well only one cuss word…damn.
Yaoi/Rabid Fangirls.
(Reaper-chan: no offense to those yaoi fangirls! Ailac: Get back here Reaper-dono! How did you escape from the wall? Reaper-chan: meep!)
Just thinking that such beings exists makes my blood boil to the highest level but imagine when I see several of them in one place loitering makes me feel murderous. It's not like I'm not a fangirl myself, but take note 'I DO NOT MAKE IT A HABIT TO STALK PEOPLE!' Well that's what's those stupid girls were doing right now, stalking us namely the Katekyo bishies dressed in assorted anime clothing.
Some wore Sailormoon costumes, while others had K-ON costumes on, the others wore some female ninja clothing from Naruto while some were dressed in Police costumes from you're under arrest…oh how slutty they look flashing their undies.
If I knew that a major stalking spree would happen that was entitled "stare-the-hell-at-them-and-drool-at-their-dead-drop-worth-drooling-hawt-bodies-squee!" outside my house, then I shouldn't have taken the guys with me further to our meeting place because the moment I opened the steel gates of my residence coughmansioncough all eyes were on them like they are some kind of Hollywood celebrities. And as we gained distance from my humble abode, the numbers of girls trailing us just increased by a hundred fold completely scattered all over the place giggling and admiring the group of five good looking bishies that they think were Katekyo Hitman Reborn cosplayers.
Heh, if only they knew…But never mind that I don't want another very long speech explaining how to compute time and a very long saying about it either from Ryuuki-chan we need to get there at six pm.
After few Minutes of walk Later…
This is getting…as Shikamaru from Naruto would say…troublesome.
When I turn my head to look back, all I can see are eyes.
Ranging from black, brown to blue piercing and calculating eyes were glaring broadswords and daggers at me, Anju-chan and Katei-chan as we made our way through the busy yet lively streets of Areno District together with the Katekyo boys. Most of the girl's population were openly staring at us with fierce eyes blazing with heated jealousy as they planned our hypothetical death through their envious fangirl minds. I acted as if nothing was happening brushing off roughly every crazed fangirl that came to view, the voice manipulator of our group was grumbling and has a thick vein on her forehead covered by her raven bangs restraining herself from committing homicide from the all the spiteful whispers coming from here and there, while my game freak friend ala Matt of Death Note was gripping her PSP tightly her knuckles were turning white at the stiffness of her hold and I'm surprised myself that her PSP didn't broke from her strength.
"Come on girls just ignore those pests and continue walking, if we even stop for a second I'm afraid that I would commit a very serious crime including those who are stupid enough to follow." My subtle warning was ignored as the girls continued to trail us like loyal puppies wagging their tails on their own personal love masters in their unstable minds.
~face palm~
"I didn't know that fangirls can be THIS stupid, I bet the only things on their minds are uke and seme or…never mind even if I read yaoi fics with slight pairings, just thinking about it in detail makes me wanna puke."
"I don't know whom I wanted to kill the most right now, those slutty girls that are indiscreetly following us or the one who made us walk all the way to Areno, can't that jiji summon us with style or something?"
"I totally agree with Katei-chan there, even though a little walk will do us some good exercise it won't hurt him to send someone to pick us from my house and meet him in his house instead of just meeting Ryuuki-chan in the usual café and attract fangirls."
"Well Kay-chan, we can't do anything about it now can we? We're halfway there and even I can't control myself any longer but for the sake of the innocent people and Mr. Snuggles I shall remain silent and listen to ze meuzik." My speed daemon friend replied hoisting her favourite black-white-red headphone with a skull symbol on it on her ears completely tuning us out.
"*grumble* well I'll just entertain myself once again by lashing on that fucking lap dog of Tsuna, have fun blocking the fangirls effing damn squeals Ai-chan."
Sighing for the nth time that day, I just gave in and stood in between the two adults in the group serving as a shield or and slash a peace maker if they decided to take their fight the other way around.
In my opinion there are two types of fangirls. The first type is the subtle ones, those who admire their object of affection from afar and knows how to keep their inner fangirl self at bay. They smile and giggle to themselves seeing their crush pass by and smiles back shyly when their crush acknowledge their existence.
Now the second type of fangirls are the crazed aggressive/ yaoi ones, they are the spawn of satan there to terrorize and corrupt one's mind and bend a Canon's character love preference from a girl character to a boy character thus making the yaoi fandom for their and their twisted reader's own pleasure and to the main character's demise. And I'd be damned if I let these Rabid Flesh Eating Fangirls or RFEF for short know that these Katekyo bishies are the real thing because they stalk, they blackmail, they gather information, they creep Canon characters out and most of all they spawn at a rapid rate they over rule the fandom now a days and some others can only look by helplessly and shiver in response.
So my friends the ones that were gazing adoring and obsessive eyes on our favourite Katekyo characters that were thrown to our world was the RFEF one's going all goo-goo gaga over Rokudo Mukuro shouting in between the lines of "Kyaa~ it's TYL Mukuro-sama!" to "Mukuro-sama I don't mind if you make a contract with me, just make sure it'll last forever!" while some others faint on the spot with a love stricken expression on their ugly pimpled faces.
"…" 四_^ yup you guessed it right he's smiling…in a bad way.
And why am I feeling that something REALLY bad is going to happen when THE Rokudo Mukuro smiles that kind of smile which makes Tsuna faint on the spot.
THUD
God Tsuna DID faint.
"Why kami did I HAVE to be such an unfortunate person T_T?"
I heaved a sigh bending my body towards the unconscious Vongola Decimo poking him with Katie-chan's shinai seeing if he was still alive.
No response.
"Well I guess I just have to give him a piggy back ride, it's not as if he's heavy or anything."
As I slowly took Tsuna's left arm to get him off the floor, I froze in the middle of my action when I heard this sentence coming out from some an uberly dumb yaoi fangirl "Too bad TYL Hibari-sama is not around, they make a GOOD couple KYAAA~!"
Instead of snapping at the girl for her incuriously bold statement in front of the REAL former Kokuyo leader, he flashed his my-smile-is-too-innocent-for-my-own-good-so-fawn-at-it-and-be-awed-at-my-prawness-smile to the pair of girls who was just a few meters away from him who I thought would instantaneously combust any moment from his love (hate) heated stare. Mukuro's sadistic smile widen although it look too innocent for the girls to comprehend while they stood there imitating the color of a ripe tomato blushing from head to foot at the attention that was given to them by the purple headed mist guardian.
Letting go of his trident which lay upright and in the same position when he held it, he briskly walked to the blushing duo opening his pair of mismatched eyes in the process. He snaked his right hand on the surprised blonde's waist while his left was gently placed on the girls chin as he made sure they made eye contact.
And then everything around us literally stopped, as if you took the remote out of nowhere and clicked the pause button. I can tell that every girl in the vicinity were hanging an anticipating the next course of action of this sadistic person for his own damn entertainment…and surely the line we all love (yes even I love the way he says that in the anime and I'm not gonna deny its cuz his voice is so zexy!) and know from the heart!
He flashed one last sweet smile before uttering words that girls would surely kill and assassinate for "Boku no keyaku shimasen ka ojou-chan?"
The girl being poor at heart fainted and lay limp in Nappo-kun's arms like a lifeless doll and is it just me or is that her soul coming out of her body blushing!?
Followed by an all out I don't know how many KYAAAA by the fangirls making red hearts afloat into the sky, some fainted, some were aroused and some were just neutral cuz they are just not Mukuro fangirls.
THUD.
And another one bites the dust as I saw the blonde's partner faint to the ground due to rapid amount of blood loss.
"Good thing I got over my crush on him and is now after Tsuna or my predicament will be worse than hers."
"ME TOO MOKURO-SAMA KYAAA!!!!"
"BACK OFF BITCH HIS MINE!"
"YOU TWO BACK OF HE'S MINE!"
"HA AS IF TWO A CUP GIRLS WOULD SUIT MOKURO-SAMA'S TASTE! BACK OFF CUZ' HE'S DEFINITELY GOING TO BE MINE!"
"NO HE'S SOOOO GONNA MARRY ME SO GO ON A DARK CORNER AN INDULGE YOURSELVES IN SELF PITY YOU WHORE'S, HE'S MINE RAWR!"
Great just great, can't this day get any worse?
"KYAA MITE MITE IT'S GOKUDERA-KUN!!!!! SQUEEEEEE!!!!!"
"WAI WAI!"
Okay forget I asked.
"GOKUDERA-SAMA CHOTTO MATTE!"
"YAMAMOTO-SAN SUTEKI!"
"Hahaha sankyuu na!" cue Yamamoto's trademark bishie smile.
GRR THAT'S IT! I OFFICIALLY HATE FANGIRLS ESPECIALLY THE YAOI ONES!
"URUSAI! GET AWAY FROM ME YOU STUPID GIRLS!" Zoom goes an angry storm guardian being chased by a trail of bitches…ahem I mean…ugh…sorry excuse for girls?
"GOKUDER-SAN!"
"I SAID GET AWAY FROM ME BITCHES!" walks faster.
"AWWW HAYA-CHAN IS SUPER KAWAII!"
"WHAT THE FUCK! HAYA-CHA—
CRASH!
Well Gokudera-san choose whether you argue to your fangirls or walk because you may bump into conspicuous objects conveniently build there for your torment like that pole you just crashed into. If you were still in the Katekyo verse then all you'll ever get it's a large bump on your head if you're lucky but since you're in our world now, well you need to fix that bleeding head of yours right about now or your fangirls shall have the opportunity to rape you out in the open and that's a scene I wouldn't want to miss ohohoho~ oh how evil am I. I will video cam it and post it on youtube or in Veoh then sell the copies to all the Gokudera fans in the whole wide world.
Damn I'M EBIL!
"Gokudera-kun~ wait for us! You and TYL Mukuro is not a bad pairing at all~ Just stand next to him, cuddle so we can take a picture!"
"And then we'll have great material for new fanfics!"
Ahh the heavenly bliss of blackmail!
I just saw anger flashed on those lovely miss matched eyes of RokuMuku and I happen to just take a picture! EL OH EL.
When he heard these lines from his fangirls the Mist Guardian could only brandish a fake smile; I almost laughed out loud and choked when I saw his eyebrow twitch three times from anger. I could tell that's he definitely want to use his manipulation of illusions to make those girls feel the pain of raging fire fiercer than the flames burning from hell.
"OH MY GOD ITS BYAKURAN-SAMA AND HE'S WITH TSUNA! THEY ARE SOOO MOE TOGETHER!"
"Wait, how did THOSE two end up together? Must be the growing crowd's fault."
Hearing that buoyant irritating and resounding fangirlish scream, I did a three hundred and sixty degrees turn only to see a blushing Tsuna (who was now conscious against his own will) the one who is not accustomed with too much girl attention squished in between two pairs of large boobies further deepening his flush while the girls were arguing for his affection, he was together with Byakuran smiling his I'm-so-innocent-NOT-smile triggering most of the Fujoshi girls wild imaginations making them nosebleed and blush. Gosh I bet they are thinking of starting a Byakuranx27 fanfic when they get home and wipe that disgusting nosebleeds from their faces. They were surrounding the two openly ogling at the boys drooling, eyeing them like a pack of meat hungry wolves ready to devour these guys any moment.
"…"
O.O
OH FUCK SHIT! WHY HAVEN'T I NOTICED THIS EARLIER! THEY ARE LOOKING FOR A RIGHT MOMENT TO DEVOUR THEM. This is why I hate going through this district on a YAOI Manga release day, soo many Fujoshi girls dressed like pick up sluts.
Sheesh, and here am I seeing all of this from my point of view with a trembling heart.
"Okay me, just go and drag these oblivious guys and run like hell! You can do it me! GO ME! "
When I grabbed the young Vongola boss' arm to inch closer to him and when I tapped the tall Mellifiore's boss shoulder for his attention, all movement stilled and there were silence. The majority of the now converted ByakuranXTsuna fans turned their heads sharply at our liked bodies, my hand on the flower loving white head and my palm on the sky ring bearer's wrists and then back at me as if daring me to continue my actions. Ha as if I would back from any challenge! Bring it on you beyotches! Smirking at my evil self, I pulled Byakuran to my height and inched a little bit closer to my favourite Vongola Decimo whispering words I'm sure they will never forget for the rest of their lives, the terrors of the Rabid Flesh Eating Fangirls.
For a nanosecond there I think I saw the Mellifiore's Boss smile falter to the ground being replaced by a look of pure panic but soon regained his composure assessing the situation. On the contrary to the whitehead's response, Dame-Tsuna was clutching his head in horror; his frequent blush replaced by black lines on his forehead completely terrified.
"Are you sure about that Aikyo-san! I didn't know girls can do that!!"
I could only sigh at his behaviour, Tsuna is after all Tsuna whether he is in the anime world or not. Too bad Reborn isn't here to kick him back to his senses.
"Tsuna, I can call you that right?" One nod from the spiky brown haired teen was all I got as an answer "Aikyo or Aikyo-chan is fine, and I'm one hundred percent sure that these girls would not think twice doing that. Might as well scram and get rid of these blasted bitches before they literally devour you five."
His reaction?
Only this O.O
Tsk tsk tsk, my dear Tsu-kun you don't have to clutch my arm that tightly or I might lose all the control I have and devour you instead kukuku~
"Ok but first we have to 'fetch' Gokudera and Yamamoto from their fangirls and ask for Katie-chan and Anju-chan's assistance."
But before I can take a step away from the glaring girls, a miko outfit wearing one blocked my way dramatically shoving her body in the middle of the street as if stopping an arrow for a loved one. Long wavy black glossy hair, refined and plucked eyebrows that were twitching worse than Mukuro's a little while ago, her slender hands on her hips and her head was held high in an egotistical manner…definitely Sogoro Airi from my class.
An ojou-sama that I have the luck to share the first syllable of my name with…NOT!
"Where do you think you're going?" The frequently crowded street was now completely divided into two halves. On the left side was the miko-slut with her lackeys and on the left was a very annoyed me gripping the wrists of the two famous mafia bosses hard that I could feel their bones break.
Now, where the hell did my two friends go and the other three remaining Katekyo boys went?! Guess I'm on my own now…
I gave her a critical eye that would make the weak hearted die on the spot, but sadly this one is far from any ordinary ones…she is unfortunately mutated. "Well what do you want? A bitchy answer or an honest answer oh great one?"
She crossed her arms above her bouncy chests intensifying her glare, "The latter of the two."
"Well, if you want an honest answer then I'll give you one…any place that is certified rabid flesh eating/Yaoi Fangirl free because your numbers are messing up with my brain and I'm not good dealing with numbers, so now if you'll excuse us we'll be on our way."
I can't believe I said that with a straight face and in the same monotone voice that only Tezuka Kunimitsu of Seigaku from my other fav anime could master! WOOT! Me one point. Miko slut zero.
I intend to leave the place as soon as possible but I was cut short again by the raven haired ojou-sama.
She eyed my friends, Katie-chan who is currently cosplayed as Taiga complete with her badass look and a shinai and Anju-chan cosplayed as a mini Ryuuji uniform wig and all which I didn't know where the hell are they now but she still found them. Damn her and her preppy eyes…"Don't make me laugh; any guy with the right kind of mind would clearly go with my group instead of your group of freaky weirdo's."
My eyes turned to slits the moment she spat that sentence out of her foul mouth, no one and I MEAN NO ONE is allowed to insult my friends in front of me or it will be raining blood on today's forecast.
"Weirdo's? Us? Well excuse me miss miko slut, we maybe weirdo's but we are unique in our own freaky way and are darn proud of it. So, why don't you just grow a personality and realize that not every guy wants to be with a girl who wears a ridiculously short skirt to the point of showing their thong's when they 'bend that-a-way'." I made sure to emphasize the word freaky, my words slicing through her like a thousand knives.
HA! Two points for me baby I'm on the lead.
The egotistical ojou-sama took a step back but she didn't give up on the fight just yet. So she decided to completely ignore my existence and she turned her pretty big head to Tsuna and to Byakuran.
"What exactly are you doing with a girl who's wearing little to none make up and with that ridiculous traditional outfit that like sooo ancient! Isn't she classified in the 'Ugly' category? She's like my obaa-sama who's now seventy years old, so why hang out with that fugly when you have 'us' girls to hang out with right boys?" The rest of the bitchy population nodded their pretty heads in agreement.
She skipped in front of Tsuna and Byakuran, swatted my hand away and flashed her most "charming smile" at them unleashing immeasurable amounts of pheromones.
Now, if they were just normal guys they would nod their heads in agreement completely in a daze and melt into a pile of mesh goo to the ground like I've seen with all other normal boys from school before, but since they are not normal guys meaning they are anime chara's and are bound to bend all the laws of physics and gravity and all they simply shook their heads in synch disagreeing in her earlier statement.
Well, it looks like her pheromones took a wrong turn somewhere along the way and are too damn stubborn to ask for directions, just like her no?
Seeing the boys are not to be fooled by her charms and whatnot, she took her angry eyes at me boring her deep green eyes to mine. "Hand them over bitch or face the circumstances."
I raised my eyebrow at this thinking that this argument has gone from ridiculous to incredulously ridiculous. Should I give up this argument and walk away like nothing happened or should I bite her head off with my sarcastic self?
"No Airi I'm not a dog seeing that the term bitch is used for the female specimen of that specie and seeing that it doesn't apply to us because we are both humans, I guess I have no other choice but to call you a whore. That's your middle name ain't It Airi WHORE Sogoro?"
Buurnnnnnnnnn. Game Set and Match. And the winner is MEH!
"WHY YOU!"
Armed with long perfectly manicured nails, she lunged at me like lust from Fullmetal alchemist intending to end my pathetic life filled with holes. But an inch away from puncturing my skin, a black hairy blur came to my rescue!
LEGASP! LO AND BEHOLD MR. SNUGGLES IN HIS HAIRY TARANTULA GLORY LACTHED ON AIRI'S FACE!
"AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE WHAT THE HELL IS THIS THING? GET IT OFF ME!!!!!!!! SHIFT 1111111111111!!!!!"
God, I can't stop myself from laughing while that egotistical ojou ran there in circles with MR. Snuggles on her face wrapping it with his spider web! Go Mr. Snuggles GO! For doing me a favour and making me laugh today I shall build you a shrine in the house for us to remember the day that Airi embarrassed herself in public. I bet Juu-chan threw Mr. Snuggles to her for revenge because she was the one who bumped her a little while ago.
Hell, even her preppy group was laughing at her predicament!
"What's with all the fucking commotion here?" All of what's left of my anger died away like a weak candle fire when I saw the state Katie-chan was in. She was handcuffed to a dead looking storm guardian and the said zombified right hand man was handcuffed to a silent Yamamoto who was also handcuffed to Anju-chan AND who was also handcuffed to a grinning Mukuro.
Definitely, there's something wrong with THIS picture.
"What did those two did to Yamamoto and Gokudera to make them look like that?"
Reading me like an open book like always, Katie-chan tugged the handcuff on her left wrist while explaining, "Well its nothing really, I just arrived there at the scene where the hardcore yaoi fangirls were with this two—she pointed at a ragged Yamamoto and to a Gokudera who was missing half of his black coat— their shirts almost torn off for some reason discussing 'stuffs' surrounded by the Yamamoto and Gokudera fangirls. AND plus they got groped by their fangirls and sexually harassed by the local transvestites too, too bad I wasn't there to record it tsk."
She shrugged her shoulder in a none caring manner and stared at Airi who was still running there with Mr. Snuggles at her face decoration with half lidded eyes as if noticing her for the first time "Oh it's the preppy whore…so now you're a miko slut now, great improvement! Watcha doing here? Did you snatch any guys with girlfriends already lately or are you promoting your slut brigade? But seeing the massive amounts of blood in the area I think it's the second one!" she said in preppy high pitched voice with false enthusiasm.
No Katie, I think the blood on the floor was your doing but… we'll never know…
POP.
I think I heard a vein pop, and when I turn my attention back to Airi, her face was blazing red her eye flashing in anger the tarantula still on her face.
And sensing that his current prey was mad as hell, Mr. Snuggles decided it was the right time to leave her alone and so he did. He jumped in a diffucult angle and up goes Mr. Suggles latching at the side of my left face...
"Well o-okay, I guess i can tolerate you to-today just dun bite ok?"
And you know what Mr. Snuggles did? He nodded his head in understanding, snuggling his hairy face at mine his I-don't-know-how-many-eyes were sparkling.
"THAT'S IT! GIRLS SICK EM!"
"…"
Okay, i'ts time to run for ourlives unless they want to be strangled to death by this gals.
"WHAT ARE YOU FIVE WAITING FOR HUH? I THINK IN THIS SITUATION IS A GOOD TIME TO USE THE F.E.A.R METHOD?"
All I received was black stares.
"FUCK EVERYTHING AND RUN IDIOTS!"
And needless to say we ran like hell me dashing carrying the two bosses with me while Katie-chan all but dragged the shocked Yamamoto and Gokudera with a smirking Rokudo Mukuro.
Daemons and wrong doers? I can take them on!!
A enormous amount of enraged mob of rabid fangirls? I'd rather forsake myself and have a little chat with Hades about my soul.
… ／l、
ﾞ（ﾟ､ ｡ ７
l、ﾞ ~ヽ
じしf_, )ノ
After a few good minutes of long run…
~pant pant~
Okay, Caps Lock Note to self: Ahem, NEVER EVER GO OUTSIDE THE HOUSE WITH FIVE HOT SMEXY MEN WHEN YOU KNOW THEY HAVE SQUEEING FANGIRLS THAT HAS ANGER MANAGEMENT PROBLEMS!
Huff
Huff
I am,
Haggard.
Sticky
And most of all…
PO'ed at the moment to think straight and would lash out at any possible threat which in our case are the fangirls that are FILLED with HYPERNESS and un ending ENERGY to stalk their desired man throughout the district without even bathing an eyelash and showing any signs of fatigue after the few KILOMETERS of run.
"They will be the death of me I swear!"
I lavishly gasped for breath as I leaned on the sturdy trunk of a blooming Sakura tree giving my lungs the fresh batch of oxygen it needed to function together with my other systems breathing in and out in a rapid phase. After what seems like an eternity of running, forcedly playing hide and seek, we finally stopped at the central park of Areno loosing the majority of the Rabid Flesh Eating Fangirls of the boys I have the misfortune to bunk at my seemingly empty house who were supposed to be fictional characters of Katekyo Hitman Reborn.
Hearing pained and heavy breathing, I turned my head towards the direction of where the sounds were coming from seeing the cause of today's misfortune near me and my friends spot.
Sawada Tsunayoshi, the Vongola Decimo was the same state as I was if not worse also panting sitting on the lawn jaden grass of the park. With him lacking the athletic abilities, I knew he just forced his body to its limits not wanting to get caught by the wild girls.
Gokudera Hayato the self proclaimed right hand man of Tsuna, glared at every and each direction he seem dimmable of danger only to scare half of the occupants of the park shitless making them scramble away in fear with the intensity of his glare.
Yamamoto Takashi was sporting a wide grin saying that was a good exercise asking me if we could do one or two more rounds at the park we're currently in clueless that his sanity and virginity were at the line a little while ago if we failed to overrun those wild fangirls.
While the two adults, namely Rokudo Mukuro the mist Guardian of Vongola and Byakuran, the current boss of Millefiore just stood beside the teens content on having a glaring contests as Mukuro's miss matched eyes interlocked with his in an all out hateful glare with the white head returning the favour his lavender eyes gleaming with hatred.
"This day can never get worse could it?"
"Remind me to slaughter each of those RFEFG's if we ever have the opportunity to meet them again in this damnable place. I promise ill hurt them so bad that they'll have a good glimpse of the afterlife when I'm done with them."
"PUFF"
"What?"
"ASASDAPUFF!"
"?"
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"What the hell is wrong with you two?"
"You-you look like you've been assaulted slash gagged slash raped by those bitches but we all know it was more than that!"
"HAHAHA YOU LIKE YOU JUST FINISHED A LONG FUCKING MAKE OUT SESSION!"
"…" "Must. Resist. Urge. To. KILL!"
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Can it you two it ain't funny!"I said as I retied my hair into a high ponytail leaving it as it is and readjusting my hakamashita and the ribbon of my hakama all the whilst glaring at the two laughing idiots. Now mr. Snuggles decided that it was much comfortable on top of my head instead of being latched on my face and now he's there on my ribbon sitting making 'puuri' cooing sounds.
"BUT—HAHAH—YOU—LOOK—SO—FUCKING FUNNY/FUNNY!"
"Stop before I murder you two and tell the police you just ran into my knife at a high speed forty two times…backwards."
That made them shut up.
Giving myself at pat on the back, I scanned our surroundings looking out for any stray fangirls. After securing the area deeming it to be fangirl free, I spotted a vending machine just beside a park bench where a girl with a tennis bag playing her Nintendo DS sat. Ahhh water! GIMME! GIMME! GIMME!
"She awfully looks familiar…"
Never mind who that girl is, I freakin' thirsty now! I think I literally sweated all the water inside my body from all the running we made!
"Guys want anything to drink?"
"COKE!"
"SPRITE!"
Came the voice manipulator and the game freak's response. I tilted my head to the side looking somewhat cute without meaning to "How about you guys?" Gokudera kicked some dirt and grunted "water." While Tsuna and Yamamoto wanted C2 and Gatorade for the later of the two. I was about to ask Rokudo Mukuro and Byakuran but they both shook their heads saying their ok at the moment.
With a shrug, I walked to the vending machine the figure of the girl becoming clearer as I neared her and I stopped in my tracks the coins in my hands slipped to the earthed ground just missing the opening where you put your coins inside as I spared a glance at her. There sat Tsukiyomi Kali, a girl with slim, medium heighted figure that was clothed with a black long sleeved Holliester shirt with a dark gray vest, black pleated skirt, black vans, and dark gray and black checkered vans. She had a violin case on her lap and tennis racket case next to her legs. Kali had raven hair that was messy near the ears and was mid way up to her elbow that had symmetrical barrettes above her ears. Her miss-matched eyes, her left eye was amber-ish hazel but was usually covered with a medical patch while her right eye was pale light blue were focused on a small silver squared device in her hands. "Kali..." I said "SHHHHHH", she replied and continued, "I'm trying to play PMD SKY!" I looked at her strangely."PMD Sky?" She looked up at us with annoyance clearly shown in her eyes, "Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Sky" she answered and went back to her game. "Kali just bought that game and she's now addicted to it" Anju-chan explained in a calm voice turning her ipod and PSP off walking towards our direction.
"…Okay…"I said absentmindedly picking up the coins on the ground eyeing my blonde thirteen year old friend.
"And I went here because I can't stand the noise Kay-chan and Gokudera-san are making. Gokudera-san is testing Kay-chan's patience being the potty mouth that he is, I bet it takes all of her self control not to order him kill himself." The other half of the prankster team said sitting beside Kali now watching her play. " I wish she doesn't accidentally do that. If Reborn-san was ever here I assure you he'll drill holes on her body for killing Tsuna-san's storm guardian."
Rolling her eyes at me she turned her attention to my sport loving friend. "So… what are you doing here in the middle of the district playing your DS when you are supposed to be at Rome or somewhere else at the face of the planet killing those daemons?"
Kali stopped pushing her DS buttons when she heard that question. She gave a deep sigh saving her game and then shutting off her DS.
"Well, Ryuuki-chan made a long distance call at my cell almost flipping at me when I answered it at the fifty third ring. She told me the situation and asked me if I could return here for our meeting and our yearly ritual."
Oh I almost forgot about that…
"And she literally kicked my side sending me flying outside the resto to find you girls! We've been waiting for AN HOUR and still no sign of you! No Katie-chan's loud cusses, not even a strand of Anju-chan's somewhat spiky hair!"
~sweatdrop~
"Well…we kinda ran into trouble, I'll explain later you go on ahead and calm the raging tiger."
"Calming her is like calming a storm, dangerous and impossible."
"Well at least try, because I don't want our guests to die the moment they set foot inside. I'm sure she'll run about and strike the most vital points of my body, haul it on the chair and give me a long long speech about crap I don't wanna listen to right now with an empty stomach."
"Guests?"
"You'll see later, now go shoo chop chop! XD"
"Kay fine sheesh, I know when I'm not wanted." She pursed her lips to a pout making her sooo adorable and huggable but I was able to resist the craving. I waved her off and bought the drinks my friends ordered and went back to our resting place.
I gave them five more minutes to rest and then I told them to follow me on our way to the café/ restaurant.
~gulp~
"I hope Ryuuki-chan has calmed down a bit or ill be a dead man walking later after she's done with me."
After a ten minute walk from the park, we arrived at the café slash restaurant to meet Ryuuki-chan and the others and hopefully to stay alive until we eat dinner.
At the thirty fourth Hildain Street at Areno district stood a fancy Victorian era styled restaurant. It was dubbed at the Luna de Venus, a perfect place to eat and relax after a long tiring life threatening day. The restaurant had a homey ambiance; the wall was decorated with light blue wallpapers with blue iris flowers in vines wrapping one another. The chairs were made out of wood with red cushions and the table was made out of varnished wood colored in deep maroon. Everyone was eating their dinner peacefully happily chatting in groups of two's, three's or four's… well except for a certain group of three at the upper right corner of the said restaurant. Near the table stood a pissed off seven-year-old looking college student wearing a long black-gray wig that was styled and fashioned into two neat high pigtails both ending in elegant curls. She had on a frilly and lacy Victorian styled pink dress with white laces at the end of her dress and at her shoulders. A black striped bow adored the dress across her chest with a pink flower garnished its middle. Her long bangs were casted sideway into the right side covering her left eye and on her head she was wearing a little elegant pink hat that was tied on her chins with raven silk ribbons. And no doubt to any Anime/Manga otaku that she was cosplaying as Ciel from Kuroshitsuji tapping her left foot repeatedly on the floor with an angry pissed off expression.
Sitting on the red cushioned chair, right on left of the fuming lolita dressed gal was a green eyed girl with long brownish hair with blue highlights swinging her feet back and forth as it hanged on edge of the chair. She was wearing a happy expression but has a major sweat drop on her head at her friend's attitude while sipping lemonade.
"Maa calm down Ryuuki-chan, I know Aikyo-chan has a reason for being late. Why don't you sit down before you scare all of the costumers out and make jiji's restaurant out of business hmm?"
Outoro Ryuuki stopped what she was doing a while ago to face her hyper friend Senri Shiki, Her Bluish-green eyes sparkled with happiness trying to sooth her raging friend while smoothing her long brown hair.
"But that's not an excuse for being AN HOUR LATE SHIKI-CHAN!"
Despite being afraid at her at the moment she didn't show it as she brandished a bright smile towards Ryuuki's direction and finally admitting defeat, she muttered an overly hyper active reply "OKAY!"
"Well those three shall receive the ultimate humiliation of their lives for making me wait with an empty stomach if they don't arrive here within three freakin' minutes." A tall raven haired girl replied humphing looking at Senri Shiki's direction eyeing her pack of sweets "No wonder her hyperness level has reached the top of the charts."
Sighing in defeat, the violet eyed girl stood on her seat standing next to the still pissed Ryuuki who was back on tapping her foot on the tiled floor and walked to where Shiki was standing her full 5'6 height grabbing the girls candies.
"Eat this after dinner brat no wonder you're so small at you're age all you eat are candies!"
"NO GIVE IT BACK SAKARYA-CHAN!"
"NO EAT IT LATER BRAT!"
"NO!"
"YES!"
"NO!"
"YES!"
"N—
"SHUT UP!!!!!!"
And then there were silence.
Poeple stared
and stared
and stared
and sta--
"Go back to eating people, there's nothing here to effing stare us at for. We're not for show nor for sale."
And so before all hell break loose inside, the doors of the restaurant opened as the bell chimes, and in stepped eight people. Three girls and five boys.
"I ISH HERE!!!!"
"AIKYO-CHAN! YOU'RE LATE!"
All then all hell broke loose.
The hell named as Outoro Ryuuki.
Tsuzuku…?
Reaper-chan: And that concludes chapter four with a whooping twenty page long document, whew I hope I lost Ailac...
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