Yay! Two chappys in one week! -
Shinrei: #sweatdrops because it's Sunday evening# Only just. And this one's short.
Like Hiei and Sasuke! But that's okay!
Disclaimer: Continuing our Millionaire theme, we'll poll the audiance! The question: Do I own SDK? The answers: 1) no 2) yes, 3)maybe or 4) John Travolta. Now we poll the audiance, please press the button on your remote. #watches SDK gang try to figure out the remotes, sweatdrops# And now we have the results of the poll! 1) 76! 2)23! 3)1! AND 4)0! Those are the results of the poll, what is your answer?
Hotaru's POV:
I followed him out of the room and down the halls. I was careful that no one saw me. I don't need people thinking I was stalking my sister. When I saw what Hishigi did to her, I was so angry! I wanted to burn him in the fires of hell! Then I wondered why the hell I was getting so worked up over my sister. I'd never felt anything like this before, for any reason. Stowing my random homicidal urges away for later, I snuck after my sister to the door of Fubuki's room. I heard some muffled voices, then Shinrei screaming. That was good enough for me. I broke the door down and ran into the room. I saw what Fubuki was doing to her and was enraged again. I shoved him away as hard as I could. Shinrei collapsed onto me, unconscious and I shifted her so she was leaning against my shoulder. If I had my katana, Fubuki would have been a greasy puddle on the ground for what he had tried to do to my imouto-chan! Wait a minute…since when did I refer to Shinrei as
–chan? Whatever. Fubuki was still going to die. But first I had to get Shinrei out of here. I picked her up gently, trying not to disturb her. I carried her as carefully as possible into my room, which was closer than hers, and set her on my bed. I sat on the ceiling above it and watched to make sure she was going to be okay.
(Shinrei: The ceiling above the bed. HK: What's wrong with that? Hotaru: #from ceiling above them# Wha?)