Tirani: Hip, hip, HOO-FUCKIN'-RAY!! Man, I've been waiting a looong time to say that.

Kei: Apparently. Yes, people. The lovably retarded teenage duo is back.

Tirani: For how long, we don't know. BUT! We found out that we can spend ALL of our Study Hall periods in the library. And we can erase stuff in History. So they'll never know of our dirty little secrets. BWAH-HAH-HAH-HAH! Hey! I just laughed like M. Bison!

Kei: (smiles sardonically) Ah, yes. How very fiting. It's also interesting that he wields the infamous Psycho Power, while you are simply psycho.

Tirani: (twitch) Funny. Like this chappy! (Gods, I hate that word.) We may or may not continue this fic. But it depends on reviews. (Hint, HINT!) Also, Akito makes an apperance. (In this story, Akito is a male.)

Kei: Plus, we made a little reference to our friend Kurenai Yuki by using her other alias (Echoing Silence). Hi, friend! How are you? Good? Great. Put up some damn fics, why don't you?

Tirani: (laughs) Yeah. Let's get it ON!

They had nowhere to go. No one was going to help them. And Yuki's alarmingly calm facade did nothing to mollify his soon-to-be victims' growing fear of his wrath. Yep. It was definitely going to be a good show.

And who, with the WORST timing ever, strolls in the room?

(Kei: Aren't y'all tired of the dots? 8) )

AKITO.

Naturally, everyone sort of shifted uncomfortably as he stood by Hatori and Shigure. What? The dude(ette?) is freaky in a scary way and scary in a freaky way.

"What's going on?" pretty much scared the crap out of everyone in the room, but Hatori (Tirani: My MAN! ) recovered gracefully with: "Kyou and Ayame were snuggling. But Kyou didn't know until he opened his eyes, screamed at Ayame to get off of him, and everyone busted through the door to see who got molested by whom. Obviously." Hatori paused for a brief second when he saw the 'must-know-what's-going-to-happen' look on Akito's face. He crunched on some of Tohru's wonderful popcorn. Tastefully, colorfully, poetically to the 100th power, he added, "Yuki saw them. And now... They are probably going to die. If they do, let me put this on the reocrd... I am NOT cleaning the mess."

Akito's eyes glittered with a hint of sadistic pleasure, but, surprisingly, anger as well. He stepped quietly up to Yuki.

"What are you going to do, rat?"

Yuki was startled out of his reverie. When did Akito arrive? He's just like a pimple! Always comes at the wrong time. Which means you can't pop it. Damn. Curse his infallible lateness.

"I don't rightly know." was his answer. Akito decided to "help" him make up his mind.

"If you so much as lay a finger on Kyo..." That was all that needed to be said.

But everyone was confused. Didn't Akito hate Kyo? They have like, a mutual hatred for each other. So why was he defending the kitty? Did they miss something? He sensed the confusion.

"Yes. I can't stand Kyo. It's just... I like picking on him. It's so much fun. And he can't say a word about it, so my enjoyment is therefore increased. But I am the only one allowed to hurt him mentally. If my toy comes to me one day completey shot and insouciant, there will be HELL to pay. And I will automatically assume that Yuki made him so. Does everybody understand?"

Simultaneous nods displaced the air, signalling Akito's grand exit of bowed heads and echoing silence (US: Hey, Ky!)

Kyo and Ayame, who have not said a word since this whole ordeal began, glanced at Yuki to await their impending punishment. Luckily for them, Yuki showed mercy. "I won't hurt you. I guess." Their sighs of relief were terribly loud. "I'll just abstain from sex for awhile. That way, you, Kyo, can cuddle up with my brother as much as you like."

Jaws greeted the ground, and were met promptly with a low high-five. Maybe they weren't so lucky after all.

Kei: WHOO!

Tirani: It's good to be back. And we hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Kei: And we're gonna be updating more often. We promise on Avatar and yaoi!

Tirani: Yeah! So review, please!