Conflict of Interests

Drabble 17: Midnight Snack

By: Kigen

Unofficially entitled Bedtime Stories of a Crimson Nightmare. Rated R for Hao's potty mouth and what the three were doing a few hours before this fic started. HaoLysergYoh humor.

I was asked why my YohLysergs were always angst. Reading the disclaimer will explain one reason. The other is… it just makes really good angst and I like it.

Disclaimer: I don't even choose the topics for the drabbles (except the chopsticks one). Crimson Nightmare gives me the drabble title, rating, and pairing. And if I don't own the drabble ideas, I can't own Shaman King.

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It was dark out. After all, it was still nighttime. Only the gentle sound of Lyserg's two breathing bedmates could be heard.

Which did not bode well for Lyserg for the moment.

It was nearly midnight, and he had skipped dinner do to... something with the twins taking up a majority of his time that afternoon. Something that lasted far longer, and required far more energy than it had in a long while.

And now he was a little too sore to move.

So here he was, in bed, tired, hungry, and unable to even sit up; let alone walk to the kitchen. After a few moments of though, Lyserg decided on the next best thing.

Poking the closest twin in hopes of getting him up and getting himself fed.

Hao's eye twitched.

He was trying to sleep, but something kept poking his thigh. And when he rolled over away from the evil poking thing, it started jabbing his side. Letting out a groan (which was not of defeat mind you, no one could defeat the might Hao Asakura), Hao opened his eyes. "What?"

"I'm hungry."

"Then go get something to eat." Hao rolled over to go back to sleep, when Lyserg's voice interrupted.

"But I can't."

"Why not?" Yoh mumbled sleepily. All the shifting on the bed had awakened him. Of course, he was only half awake at the moment, and therefore a bit slow.

"I.." Lyserg blushed and looked to the side. "I can't get up."

The twins looked at each other. Lyserg could almost see the ... going over their heads before the proverbial light bulb flashed.

"I'll go get you something." Hao answered, yanking Yoh from the warm bed.

"Hey, why do I have to come?"

"Because you came earlier, just like I did."

"ANIKI!"

Lyserg rolled his eyes, settling back onto the pillows. He wondered just how big a mess those two would make.

Despite the swearing, yelling, and random screams of pain, made in the two hours the twins were downstairs, Lyserg began to feel less hungry and more sleepy.

By the time Yoh and Hao actually got back upstairs, carrying a few plates of something like may have been food (the food looked worse then Chocolove's nose after a few bad jokes and Ren's Kwan Dao), Lyserg was curled in his sheets fast asleep.

"Let him sleep."

"No way." Hao grit his teeth. "We made him the damn food, he's gonna eat it."

"No. Let him sleep." Yoh hissed.

They both froze as Lyserg mumbled in his sleep and opened his tired eyes.

Not one to waste a good opportunity, Hao was right beside Lyserg. A small piece of... something was held up to Lyserg's lips. "Open wide."

Rolling his eyes, Lyserg listened to Hao, biting back a groan as Yoh promptly did the same thing.

He didn't know what was worse; the two fighting over who could make him... do something... faster, or who could pamper him better.

For some reason... this seemed to be much worse than the ache in his backside.

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More angst next time. More angst because, some of you really like it, and that's all I got until Crimson Nightmare's done with her finals and can talk to me again so I can write more drabbles.

Thank you for reading, please review.

Ja manna-san!