Hello! It's been so long since I've updated… yes… so long… but this is my latest completed one shot! Whoo! For all you Yuki fans, this is one of the few where Yuki will get the upper hand of Aya. (Gawd, my best friend is going to kill me >>; )

Disclaimer: I don't own Furuba. No, I don't.

Destruction of a Vase

"YUKI-KUN!" Aya exclaimed, flying in through Shigure's newly plastered rice paper, picking off small bits as he did. "Guess who!"

"Do I want to know?" Yuki asked sarcastically. He was currently placing together the vase that he broke in How does Hatori do it.

"Of course you do!" Aya grinned, sitting in front of the purple haired teen, a rather excited look on his face. Yuki, sensing the complete idiocy in his brothers words, glued another piece onto his puzzle.

"Lets see… Kagura?"

"Nope."

"… Haru?"

"Nope."

"Shigure?"

"Oh yes! Where is the little bugger! I forgot to gi- wait, I'm not here for that!" Ayame giggled, thumping his head playfully. "Nope! Guess again!"

"I wonder…" Yuki pondered, he knew he was going to regret this. He placed the last piece of the cluttered vase back together, and admiring his handy work. "Could it possibly be my older and slightly insane brother, Ayame?"

Aya grinned, thumped his hands on the table – this made the table bounce with him, which overturned the vase, which in turn, shattered it into even smaller pieces. "Right you are! And do you know why I'm here, Yuki? … Yuki?"

Yuki's eyes dilated. Masking his emotions, he stood, and faced the opposite direction of Ayame. Aya tilted his head, and stood.

"I'm going too…"

"Yes Yuki?"

"I'm going too…"

"Yes, what?"

"KILL YOU!" Yuki exploded, his face rather Black Haru like as he turned around swiftly, his hands as fists. "YOU STUPID SNAKE! LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID!"

"That vase was unartistic anyway." Aya replied, stupid enough not to get the hint.

"…" Yuki's right fist connected with Ayame's left cheek, sending him flying – along with a lot of his makeup as well. Finally, Aya got the hint, and went flying out through the wall, seeking help.

"GURE-SAN!"

Shigure put his head out of his study door, and watched as Ayame skidded to a halt before him, pointing in all directions. "Yuki… murderous… rampage…"

"What?" Shigure asked, tilting his head.

"YUKI IS ON A GOD DAMN MURDEROUS RAMPAGE!"

"Really now, Aya, your tricks have to stop. Murderous rampage? You sure it ain't Kyo dressed up in a dress?" Shigure asked – receiving a donk on the head from Kyo, who happened to have been in the study the entire time.

"You wanna repeat that, mutt?"

"N-No, nothing. Anyways, Aya, I don't believe yo-"

"YOU STUPID SILVER SNAKE! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE SO I CAN KICK YOUR HEAD INTO THE WALL!"

Yuki, covered in a clear red fiery flamed background had just rounded the corner, and even Kyo was intimidated. Shigure, however, had a rather bored look on his face. "You destroyed the vase he spent three months on repairing, didn't you?"

"I didn't do it on purpose!"

"If I were you, Aya, I'd run."

"Roger." And, Aya did just that, racing out of the house – followed by Yuki – and into the forest.

After two hours of solid running, Aya was exhausted, but he had managed to ditch Yuki. Aya collapsed under a random tree, panting, and rubbing the sweat from his forehead. As far as he knew, he'd left Yuki running in the opposite direction half an hour ago. It was rather miss-placed however, that a breeze would suddenly pick up down his path.

POOF!

The snake form of Aya felt dizzy for a moment. After he'd gotten his head – and when he realised that he was lower to the ground, he swore, but, he saw the advantage – perhaps… he was a tree climbing snake? If he was, he could weave 3 times as fast as he could run…

"GOD DAMN IT AYA! WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GO?" Yuki screamed, clenching his fists, and looking around in the forest. Yuki was now starting to look like an old man. His face was covered in wrinkles, and he was playing chess as he walked.

"… Well, well, well… what do we have here?"

"Few." Aya muttered, resting in his small bed of leafs. "Lost him."

"Ayame's clothes… interesting…" It was then that Yuki got an idea. "Ah-ha."

Yes, this vase smashing punk wasn't going to get away with it. After all, that was the 5th time it'd been broken. So, gathering up his brothers clothes, Yuki sauntered back towards the house.

"G-Gure-san… Can I borrow… a yukata?"

Shigure erupted with laughter, as he noticed the naked Ayame hiding uncomfortably in the shrubbery. "So, when Yuki said that he had 'got you back good and proper' he meant this? Wah! So funny!"

I'm sure you've noticed by now that I seem to be losing inspiration for my fanfictions… I need YOUR HELP! I need two or more characters, a setting, and a dilemma. However, don't fear! I have enough inspiration to give Ralph another story! He's up next! Fear him!