Written by Tsuki
Tsuki: Told you I'd have it up! It's not the best, but I have no experience writing crack fics for this fandom. It'll take me a while, but I'll get the hang of it.
"Stupid fire," Jakotsu grumbled, tossing the sticks onto the top of the pile.
No matter how much he tried, the cross-dresser just couldn't get the fire started. He blamed the rain from a couple days ago, saying the wood hadn't had time to dry properly.
An idea popped into his head.
"Renkotsu," he whined, falling onto his side, "Can you light the fire? There's no dry wood, so I can't do it."
"Then what makes you think I can?" Renkotsu asked.
"You can breathe fire," Jakotsu replied, "That should work, shouldn't it?"
"What do you think I am?" the fire-breather asked, "Some kind of human torch?"
"Well," Jakotsu answered, "yes."
Renkotsu glared at the younger mercenary and turned away.
However, when Bankotsu returned and asked why the fire wasn't lit, Jakotsu told him what happened, minus the human torch part.
In the end, Renkotsu did have to light the fire. He lit Jakotsu's pile of twigs like he intended to, but Renkotsu also managed to make most of the Shinchinintai's camp go up in flames as well.